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Volume 3: Human Skin Coat Chapter 485 Facing the Ghost King

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    The sky is still full of yellow sand, which seems to have become a landscape that can never change in the northwest. Under the scorching sun, but covered by dust, a flash of light flying at high speed is as shining in the dark night.  Like a dazzling meteor, it made sounds that broke through the sky everywhere, and continued to drive eastward.  But just behind this aurora, a tall figure suddenly appeared. It was a king with a golden crown on his head and a dragon robe. He was like a human emperor. He frowned slightly and didn't even look at him.  In the direction in which Dunguang was flying, he looked behind him. After a long time, an astonishing murderous aura suddenly burst out from his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.  The man who was galloping through the light had his long hair flying behind him. He was wearing a purple Taoist uniform with blood stains and holes everywhere. His pale face was already red with exhaustion, but he couldn't.  Stop, even though he was extremely tired, he still used up the last bit of strength in his body and moved forward crazily.  A hillside stretches under the steep mountain peaks. It is all earthy in color. There are no weeds growing on it, but there is a person standing on it, standing in the wind, facing the direction where the old Taoist is coming from. He is standing there.  He was smiling, revealing his white teeth, but it was the previous king with the golden crown on his head. I don't know how he suddenly appeared here.  The old Taoist had already seen that person, and there was no surprise on his face. He seemed to be used to the elusiveness of this person. He gritted his teeth without any hesitation on his face, turned around, and when he wanted to turn to another direction, he  Unexpectedly, he discovered that in the sky full of yellow sand, four figures suddenly appeared around him, all of them smiling at him with the same expression.  The old Taoist priest also smiled, but it was extremely sad. Then he raised his hand and a jade bottle appeared in his palm.  Without thinking, the old Taoist priest poured the whole bottle of elixir into his mouth, bit it into pieces and swallowed, looking at the four humanoid figures around him with an angry expression.  "It's a shame to have the Ghost Emperor come in person." After swallowing the pills in his mouth, the old Taoist priest focused his eyes on the cliff where the Ghost Emperor was in the distance.  Narrowing his eyes slightly, the figure known as the Ghost Emperor stepped forward lightly. In just a moment, he was already standing not far away from the old Taoist, looking at him coldly: "So, you can  Go to hell!" Five five-color flags suddenly appeared in the hands of Master Qingyu. The east is wood, the south is fire, the west is gold, and the north is water. And in the middle position, above the head of Master Qingyu,  It is the central banner of earthiness.  The five colors changing from light to light transformed into an array, surrounding the real person Qing Yu, and those who broke away from the light and shadow, such as thunder and lightning, as well as knife-like wind blades, and ice soul thorns, were dazzling in bursts.  In the halo of separation, the four clones of the Ghost Emperor were speeding around in all directions, but the Ghost Emperor was still there, watching leisurely.  Master Qingyu felt a chill in his heart, especially after facing four clones, he realized that the composition of these clones was actually made from top-level silver-armored corpses, even though he was already trying his best to activate the five-color flags.  , but in those lightning and wind blades, these silver-armored corpses are like warrior gods of war in the world, able to resist them all without much damage.  Seeing that the four-cornered formation surrounding him was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, Master Qingyu's heart had indeed sunk to the bottom.  Looking at the Ghost Emperor's eyes again, his ruthlessness suddenly appeared.  Five five-color flags, under the lightning-fast finger movements of Master Qingyu, rose up in the wind, and five clouds and air masses of different colors were peeled off from the flags and gathered above Master Qingyu's head, gradually  A colorful mist was formed, tightly gathering around Qingyu Zhenren's body.  The Ghost King narrowed his eyes and stared at the bursts of colorful light around Qingyu's real body. Then as he thought, billowing black smoke suddenly rose from the four Ghost King clones, mixed with the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling.  The sound roared everywhere.  The curtain seemed to droop all of a sudden, and the endless black air blocked the wind and the sun.  There is also a strong aura of ghosts and ghosts, spreading in the surrounding world, seeming to have cut off everything outside, tightly trapping Qingyu Zhenren here.  Looking to the east, Master Qingyu looked resolutely at the direction far away in the horizon. Then he looked around at the world that had almost become a ghost domain. He focused his eyes on the side of the Ghost Emperor and pointed with a finger.  , the colorful clouds suddenly evaporated into a bolt of thunder and lightning, which crashed down.  The Ghost King sneered, and the ghosts flying in the sky also seemed to be countless migratory locusts at this moment, gathering towards Qingyu Zhenren.  The two collided with each other. Amidst the roaring thunder and ghostly cries, the world seemed to be shaking, and the wrinkles that suddenly formed in the space seemed to be like ripples, spreading silently to the surroundings.  Taoist Yingzhuan happened to see something strange on the horizon in the distance, and was horrified by the fluctuation of vitality caused by this scene, which actually had the momentum as if a heavenly catastrophe had descended on the human world.  Not daring to get close, Yingzhuan Taoist took several Wuqueying monks behind him and retreated hastily, taking the opportunity to catch him early.He typed out the prepared Flying Sword Password and looked at the changes in the sky with cold eyes. He couldn't help but wonder to himself, is this something that human beings can do? However, he couldn't help but think too much, bursts of colorful light suddenly appeared from the sky.  On the dark sky, like fireworks and lasers, the brilliant brilliance seemed to have illuminated the black area that should have been full of haze, but it only lasted a very short moment.  "Should we go over and take a look?" Taoist Yingzhuan thought a little tangledly, but at this moment, a flying sword flew past, and with a smooth hook, it fell into his hand. With a sweep of his consciousness,  It was actually a message from Xu Lin, with only one word, "Wait!" He took a long breath and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Taoist Yingzhuan took a few people behind him and evaded and walked away quietly, but  He hid in an area that he thought was relatively safe, and then just watched the sudden changes in the sky in the distance, swallowing dryly.  I don¡¯t know how long I waited, but all I could see in my eyes was the flickering of darkness in the distance, and then a soft sigh. When it rang in my ears, Taoist Yingzhuan raised his head in surprise, and saw a shadow,  I don't know when it appeared, and then disappeared quietly.  Seemingly realizing something, Taoist Yingzhuan gritted his teeth and stood up. Another very familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Wait!"  After thinking about something, he stayed where he was, waiting for the arrival of several other groups of monks from the Wuque Camp.  Qing Yu's hair was disheveled and his body was stained with blood. The five-color flag was still fluttering in the wind, but the colorful rainbow light was much dimmed unlike before. But he still persisted, not for anything else, but because he had Kunlun people.  The only way to persist is to die in battle.  Xu Lin didn¡¯t understand such people, but he also admired people who had such perseverance, especially after he saw the Ghost Emperor, he couldn¡¯t help but feel sad in his heart, but he still came, just because he wanted to come.  The Ghost King was still standing in the same place as before, without moving a step, but now he turned around in surprise, staring directly at the empty world, and never looked away again.  Soon, the Ghost King smiled, and soon Xu Lin appeared.  There was nothing to hide. Facing the Ghost Emperor, one of the top four people in the world, Xu Lin no longer had any luck in his heart. However, he did not run away, but looked directly at the Ghost Emperor calmly without saying a word.  The Ghost King is laughing, and the Demon Lord far away in the Demon Palace is also laughing. He is watching this interesting scene, looking at the fruit that he has been reluctant to pick, and now it is finally ripe.  Xu Lin touched the hilt of the golden snake sword on his waist intentionally or unintentionally. The Ghost Emperor's eyes followed Xu Lin's hand and looked at the hilt. Then he looked at Xu Lin again, with a smile on his lips.  There was a strange arc.  Still trapped between heaven and earth like a ghost and hell, Master Qingyu also saw Xu Lin at this time, and then Xu Lin looked at him, the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally, and then turned to look at the Ghost Emperor and said  He made a sentence that almost made Qingyu vomit blood: "Can I not fight?" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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