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A foul stench instantly assaulted their senses. Even the prepared Fang Jin could not help but shut her mouth at this moment.

”Die!” The Ghost King shouted in anger. A fist the size of a claypot struck the shield created from true energy in front of Fang Jin. There was a ”hualala” sound. The shield made from true energy was shattered like glass at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jin's expression changed. He immediately lifted his right foot and gathered his zhen qi to strike towards the Spirit King's head. However, facing this vicious attack from Fang Jin, the Spirit King acted as if it did not see it, allowing Fang Jin's right foot to strike his head.

Fang Jin's right foot accurately hit the Spirit King's head. The Ghost King's head was like a hard stone, and the instant Fang Jin touched it, a sound of metal clashing could be heard.

Under the huge recoil, Fang Jin was forced to retreat seven to eight steps in succession.

At this moment, Fang Jin's expression was unspeakably ugly, even though he already knew that the Spirit King wasn't easy to deal with. However, Fang Jin did not expect the Spirit King to be so powerful.

Not only was his speed extremely fast, his strength was also extremely powerful. Just the recoil already made Fang Jin's right leg completely lose all feeling.

”F * ck, I'll go all out.” Fang Jin was secretly determined in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly and true energy suffused his fists, forming a halo the size of a bowl.

The spell ring's curse continued to be cast. Every time the spell ring was chanted, the light emitted by the curse would swirl around the Ghost King's body. And the Yin Qi that permeated the body of the Spirit King, would also disappear a little.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jin's face couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy. He understood that Fairy Ling Bo's plan had worked. As of now, as long as he worked hard to stop the Spirit King, victory would definitely belong to them.

However, it was not as simple as it sounded to stop the Spirit King.

The Spirit King also discovered the strong damage the curse could do to itself. At this moment, it was extremely furious. Its pair of scarlet eyes were filled with killing intent.

However, the King of Hell's figure suddenly disappeared. Fang Jin thought to herself that things were not looking good. Just as she was about to defend herself, a sharp pain came from her chest. At this moment, the Spirit King suddenly appeared in front of his chest, directly striking at Fang Jin's chest.

Even with Fang Jin's eyesight, he didn't notice how the Spirit King disappeared, nor how it appeared.

”Die!” The Spirit King let out an angry roar, his fist suddenly released a huge force, Fang Jin could not bear it any longer, directly spitting out a mouthful of blood, his entire body flew out like a broken kite, and then heavily landed on the ground.

If not for the fact that Fang Jin had cultivated to the second layer of the Primordius Formula, the single punch from the Spirit King would have shattered Fang Jin's internal organs into pieces.

Even so, the current Fang Jin felt rather uncomfortable. Although the Spirit King had only made a single punch, his ribs were all broken and his internal organs were slightly cracked. It could be said that the situation was extremely dangerous.

”When will this curse be able to destroy the Ghost King?” With great difficulty, Fang Jin crawled up from the ground and turned his head to look at the ring, which was still unceasingly chanting with a frown. He could not help but let out a bitter laugh as he moved his feet, once again standing in front of the ring.

”You don't know what's good for you!” Seeing that Fang Jin had actually blocked his path once again, the Ghost King couldn't help but reveal a furious expression. He let out another furious roar, and the spike on his arm instantly extended, piercing through Fang Jin's body at the speed of lightning!

After receiving such heavy injuries, Fang Jin couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of fresh blood. Fresh blood flowed from the wounds on his body and fell all over the ground along his body, forming a small stream that was extremely shocking.

”Damn it, the thousand years of cultivation that Fairy Ling Bo poured into her body was not even able to withstand a single strike from the Spirit King, and this Ghost King was only at the Master level?” Fang Jin was in disbelief.

The massive amount of blood loss caused Fang Jin to feel a wave of dizziness. He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to endure the pain, telling himself not to faint.

If he were to pass out now, he would probably never be able to wake up again. The Ghost King would definitely not let him go with his spatial ring. On this point, Fang Jin was aware of her own strength.

However, there were some things that could not be endured simply by relying on willpower. Although Fang Jin was a cultivator, she was still a human and not a deity. If it were any ordinary person who had received such a severe injury, they would have already died from excessive blood loss.

At this moment, Fang Jin could no longer endure the intense feeling of dizziness. With a plop, he fell to one knee on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the Ghost King couldn't help but laugh out loud. His long tongue stuck out his mouth, and licked his face. He no longer paid attention to Fang Jin as he walked towards the magic ring in large strides.

”Monk, you actually dare to chant the curse in front of me. You're dead for sure!” The Spirit King said in a savage voice and planned to stretch out its hand to pinch the ring's neck.

However, just as the Ghost King's hand was about to touch the ring, the ring suddenly opened its eyes.