The ghost screamed, and was torn to pieces by the claw and disappeared into nothingness. Long Junchen also took advantage of the forward pounce and landed steadily on the ground.

At this time, the last ghost shadow made a mistake with his hands and swung Long Junchen's peach wood sword. He took advantage of the battle between Long Junchen and the third ghost shadow and had quietly arrived at Long Junchen's back, opened his mouth wide, and spit out a stream of thick black air. His bloody tongue dripped with black blood, and his sharp teeth made a rustling sound, as if he was going to eat Long Junchen in one bite.

"Ah!?" Seeing this terrifying scene, Bai Chenxiang screamed in fear, hurriedly covering her eyes, not daring to see what happened on the front battlefield. Although Qingdie pretended to be calm, her palms were twisted unnaturally into fists, and she was sweating profusely, and she secretly worried about Long Junchen.

At this moment, Long Junchen suddenly moved. Everyone thought he did not realize the ghost behind him, but everyone was wrong!

Long Junchen bit the tip of his tongue and turned his head directly. Without any other moves, he just sprayed the blood from the tip of his tongue into the ghost's wide open mouth.

"Puff————" The blood-red light continued to spread in the ghost's mouth. The ghost screamed hideously, covering his mouth, and his body twisted in pain, but it seemed to be useless. It soon turned into a faint wisp of blue smoke like his companion.

"What's going on?!" Although Bai Chenxiang covered her eyes, she still plucked up her courage to look at the situation on the battlefield through the gaps in her fingertips. When she saw Long Junchen repelling the evil spirit with a mouthful of blood, she couldn't help but feel surprised. She immediately forgot that the white-haired boy had not been dealt with yet and asked Qingdie.

Qingdie smiled enviously, "He is a Taoist priest who is above the Immortal, the Heavenly Master or above. Their essence and blood have extremely strong functions to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, so this small ghost shadow naturally cannot withstand the erosion of the essence and blood."

What Qingdie didn’t know was that in this essence and blood, there was not only the cultivation level of Long Junchen’s immortal, but also the dragon pattern essence vein that originated from ancient times!

When the white-haired boy saw Long Junchen shattering the ghost servant who had transformed with his cultivation without any effort, he thought to himself that it was not good. This time his opponent was too strong. When the white-haired boy sighed, Long Junchen's attack did not stop at all. Looking at the white-haired boy with a panic, he sneered a sneer on the corner of his mouth, quickly pulled out a piece of golden talisman paper from the cloth bag, cut his fingertips, and quickly drew a few strokes on the talisman paper with blood, making seals on both hands, and shouted coldly: "The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast and the flowing hope is endless, the golden eyes and the eyes are subdued to me, and the hunting of black evil is urgent!"

The talisman paper turned into two dark eyes in the air. In the next second, the pair of eyes seemed to be awakened. Two faint chills flashed through them, and suddenly two golden lights shot out, like a long rainbow that penetrated the sun. The target was the young man in white who was a little helpless.

Although the young man in white was the Ghost King, he was forced to do anything when he started practicing. With a single thought, he had a heavy resentment, but his original intention was not too evil. After being attacked by Long Junchen several times, the ghost energy on his body had been exhausted, especially after using the ghost clone magic, the ghost power on his body was exhausted and the lamp was exhausted, and it was only the short time for Long Junchen to kick.

However, the boy in white had not completely given up on resistance. He responded instinctively, and saw his arms twisting, dancing like a long snake, carrying a wave of evil spirit power, turning into two black tornados, colliding with the golden light.

In the moment when the golden light and the black shadow collided, a powerful wave spread from the center of the collision. The huge energy ripples quickly shocked the white agarwood and the green butterfly. Long Junchen groaned, his mouth sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The white-haired boy was also not having a good time. He was already illusory. After the aftershock of the explosion, his figure became even more vague. He could even vaguely see the magnificent palace behind him through his body. He was obviously at the point where he had exhausted his energy.

I don’t know when the rain stopped, the clouds dissipated, and the light was gone. The last ray of black air emerged from the white-haired boy’s body. The white-haired boy responded and fell down.

"How is it? Are you still planning to resist stubbornly?" Long Junchen sucked his palm, and the peach wood sword returned to his right hand. He inserted the peach wood sword to the ground, supporting his body, gently wiped the blood flowing down with his left hand, and his chest was fluctuating violently. It was obvious that the battle just now consumed a lot of money for him.

"Hmph, if you want to kill, kill. I lost, I'm not your opponent!" At this moment, the white-haired boy half-squatting on the ground pouted his mouth with some dissatisfaction, wrapped his arms in front of his chest, looking a bit generous and righteous.

The child's character of the white-haired boy made Long Junchen feel a little more surprised.

"You have harmed so many people, and it is not an exaggeration to kill you. But I don't understand at all that, is this underground world constructed by you?" Long Junchen pointed to the palace with a retro style around him and the long corridor that was twisted and turned, and asked with a little confusion.

He had actually guessed the answer, but he just needed a confirmation. Sure enough, the white-haired boy waved his hand indifferently, "Just the guy living in the coffin is so lingering that his cultivation is pretty good. However, he had no intention of practicing at all, and he was still thinking about making a comeback and restoring the glory of that year. It really made me laugh to death. I helped him make these empty underground worlds to satisfy his delusions. The main reason is that I fell in love with his yin nest, which is so suitable for cultivation, so I promised to help him create this empty underground world."

Long Junchen nodded. This was not much different from what he was thinking. He thought about it, and suddenly his face turned cold and asked in a deep voice: "By the way, those yellow-flowered girls are all sacrifices for you?!"

When Long Junchen said this, there was a hint of sternness and solemnity in his eyes. There were countless girls who had died suddenly over the years. Even if the white-haired boy's ghost energy was completely dissipated, he had to calculate it clearly with him and must be counted on his head.

"Yes, okay, what are you going to deal with me?" The white-haired boy seemed to think Long Junchen was a little noisy, but because of the other party's identity as a superior immortal, he dared not speak directly, and could only increase his impatientness in his tone.

Long Junchen plunged his hands behind his head, thought for a moment, squinted his eyes and looked at the white-haired boy, then looked at the Qingdie and Bai Chenxiang beside him. Neither of the two women said anything, waiting for Long Junchen to make up his mind...
Chapter completed!