【92zw】 Three people were shot away at the same time, and everyone was in a panic. These three people are now the most promising people to get everyone out of the sea of ​​misery. If the three of them together are not the opponent of this ghost king, then who else can subdue him?

Boom boom boom!

The three of them landed one after another, especially Cheng Yu, who was stopped by a tree and broke the tree directly before falling to the ground.

At this moment, the entire battlefield became extremely quiet. The ghost cultivators Cheng Yu had just killed among the ghost cultivators were howling like ghosts and fleeing in all directions.

I thought that Cheng Yu's arrival was the end of their ghost cultivators, but no matter how powerful Cheng Yu was, he was still no match for their Lord Minluo. Suddenly, the ghost cultivators on the entire battlefield cheered!

"Master Mingluo is mighty!"

"Lord Mingluo's magical power is unparalleled!"

"Master Mingluo is invincible in the world!"

Countless ghost cultivators kept cheering, and even the human cultivators did not dare to act rashly anymore, for fear that if they made a sneak attack again, the terrifying ghost king would take action against them.

I saw Minluo Ghost King slowly walking towards the three of them, and a faint voice came from under his dark hat: "I heard that one hundred thousand of my 150,000 ghost army died in your hands. I'm already waiting here.

You have been waiting for me for a long time, and now you finally appear, but you only stop here, it is your honor to die in the hands of me, Minluo!"

Minluo sneered, raised his right hand slightly, stretched out his five fingers, and formed a black vortex in the palm of his hand. The rich death aura made everyone present feel chilled all over, which was extremely terrifying.

The faces of all the human monks changed drastically. This Mingluo Ghost King was going to kill Cheng Yu with one blow!

"Junior Sister Xinyao! Calm down, you can't save Junior Brother Yu even if you go up like this!" In a corner, Xinyao couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to rush up to save Cheng Yu, but she was held tightly by Xinhe and the others.

This time it was no joke. When they came here before, Cheng Yu reminded them that they must control Xinyao well and never let her be impulsive again.

"But if I don't go, Cheng Yu will die!" Xinyao said anxiously, and she was about to rush outside.

"Junior Sister Xinyao, Junior Brother Yu has specifically reminded us before that we can't let you be so impulsive this time no matter what. Look at how Uncle Chang Huan and Uncle Chang Yun are injured, how can you be better than them?

Do you still need to be powerful?" Xinhe and the others grabbed Xinyao and persuaded her.

"Am I going to watch Cheng Yu die in front of me?" Xinyao said without compromise.

"But we can't just watch you die. Junior sister, please calm down first. Maybe Junior Brother Yu and the others still have hope!" Xinhe comforted, but seeing such a situation, even he seemed to be helpless.

Believe in your own words too much.

Xinyao looked at Minluo with murderous intent, but after all, she listened to the advice of several people and rushed forward without impulse.

Mingluo seemed to have sensed Xinyao's murderous intention. He turned around, glanced at Xinyao with his dark head, and sneered. The black vortex on his hand became even bigger.

The air of death permeated the entire battlefield. All the human monks felt as if they had arrived in the underworld. There were countless ghosts faintly humming in their ears. It was very eerie and terrifying. Everyone became in a trance, as if they were affected by this terrifying environment.

It was affected.

Many monks who were in the early stages of integration and were weak in cultivation quickly covered their heads with all their strength, hoping to eliminate the terrifying sound.

At this time, Cheng Yu couldn't care so much. This guy's realm was much higher than his own, and his strength was far from that of an ordinary second-level ghost king. He was simply no match for his opponent based on his pure strength.

Now Long Yan cannot be measured purely by strength. Even if it is not as strong as the opponent, its suppression of ghost cultivators is still great. Otherwise, he would not have received a palm from the opponent, but the injury was not serious.

"It's just a hundred thousand ghost cultivators. This is just the beginning. Soon you will find that this is just the beginning of your ghost tribe's nightmare. Although your realm far exceeds mine, it is a pity that no matter how powerful you are, you will eventually be defeated."

Just a ghost cultivator can never change the weakness of your soul!" Cheng Yu drank the divine water for himself, stood up slowly, looked at the Ghost King Minluo and sneered, seemingly undisturbed by his powerful power.

"Really? Then what is my weakness?" Mingluo simply dismissed Cheng Yu's words.

Although Cheng Yu's Extreme Yang Dan Fire is indeed powerful and can even hurt him, this alone is not enough to threaten his life.

This guy's grandstanding and alarmist talk are just to buy himself some time, so let him linger for a while longer and let him know what despair means!

"You will know soon!" Cheng Yu really wasn't trying to delay time at this time, it was just that the time had not come yet, but a fiery red dragon-shaped flame also appeared on his palm, which was Long Yan.

Due to the special characteristics of ghost cultivators and the strength of this ghost king, only Long Yan can withstand this attack now.

"In that case, you have no chance!" Minluo Ghost King sneered. He pointed the black vortex on his right hand at Cheng Yu. The black vortex emitted a very strong black light, using it as a source, towards Cheng Yu.

Yu ejaculated.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts seemed to be in their throats, and they felt that their whole bodies were soaked with sweat. They couldn't believe that Cheng Yu was their last hope, and even Cheng Yu's magic could not change their fate.

Destiny, who else can save them?

Whoosh!

Cheng Yu followed the opponent and took action at the same time. The black light of the Mingluo Ghost King came fiercely, but Cheng Yu's Long Yan's momentum was not inferior to it at all, and he rushed towards the black light.

boom!

There was an explosion, and two forces, one red and one black, collided. There was another explosion, and the people and ghosts around were continuously forced back.

"Hmph!" In this confrontation, Cheng Yu was clearly outmatched, and he let out a muffled groan. Blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, and his body slowly retreated.

Seeing this situation, Chang Huanzi and Chang Yunzi wanted to stand behind Cheng Yu and help him.

However, at this moment, Cheng Yu's body suddenly glowed with golden light, slowly expelling the deathly energy that shrouded the entire battlefield, and everyone suddenly felt much better.

However, this is just the beginning. The golden light on Cheng Yu's body is getting stronger and stronger, becoming more and more dazzling. Even if many people are already in the integration stage, the light is so strong that they cannot look directly.

At this time, a completely opposite situation occurred in the battlefield. Now it was the ghost cultivators who felt uncomfortable.

And Cheng Yu's body finally stopped retreating and stopped right there!

But the next scene made everyone's eyes widen and their mouths opened wide!

Starting from Cheng Yu, golden shadows suddenly appeared one after another on both sides of him, nine in total, lined up with Cheng Yu.

"Then... those are... ten Cheng Yus?" When everyone saw the nine golden shadows clearly, they realized that all nine golden shadows were Cheng Yu's.
Chapter completed!