Lifting a touch of gauze mist, there are floating blacks in the clouds and mist, as thick as substance. Those are souls, as if formed by compact clouds. [ ] There was no smooth skin like mutton-fat jade as imagined, nor enchanting and charming eyes. Xu Lin imagined the beauty of Lu Jiaorong, but was swept away by the scene in front of him. Facing the Ghost Emperor, one of the top cultivators in the world, Xu Lin suddenly found that he seemed to have lost a little consciousness, or perhaps lost the awe he should have, because at such a critical moment, he actually thought of Women, not only Lu Jiaorong, but also Qingming Zhenren. Ever since he ascended to heaven, ever since he felt the cultivation of the Ghost Emperor, for some reason, the original fear was dissipating bit by bit like an hourglass. A drop of bright red slipped from his white fingertips and hung in the air. The ferocious red reflected the endless evil ghosts that suddenly rushed towards him. The red blood had a dim luster, but one could see ugly ghost faces. Xu Lin had seen many of them, and had experienced the whole process of distortion. It was a heart-pounding moment, and the pleasure of being on the verge of torture seemed to be on fire. There was a spark in his heart, so his eyes brightened, and he flicked away the bright red blood drop with his finger. At the same time, the body of the ghost beast swelled in the wind, growing bigger from small, from weak to strong like an ancient ape, with strong muscles, and blue veins, like the swollen body of an evil dragon. , running through its entire body, its scarlet eyes were greedily watching the evil ghosts rushing towards Xu Lin. Xu Lin curiously looked at the ghost beast standing in front of him. In front of its huge body, he actually became like a fallen leaf, so in the next moment, he changed the direction of the blood flow and was still floating. On the spot, what rang in my ears was the excited roar of the ghost beast. Opening its big mouth, it ate everything from all directions, just like a bottomless black hole. As the ghost beast shook its head in the air and sucked in, the souls in the rolling black clouds had no resistance at all, and soon they It entered the black hole-like mouth of the ghost beast. Xu Lin was happy to see it, but the Ghost Emperor was looking at it. It was a thrilling, but after all, it was an old monster who had lived the longest in this world. Even though he was shocked in his heart, his face was still calm. A cold look. Looking at the golden crown on the Ghost Emperor's head and the yellow robe swaying in the wind, Xu Lin's eyes no longer had any ripples, but it was normal. Even with such a change, the Ghost Emperor still couldn't hide from the clear-eyed Ghost Emperor, so There was a cold snort, but it was like thunder. It is still black, as if the Ghost King itself is a representative of darkness. Even though his body is still the same golden light as before, under this color, after the golden color spreads to a distance of one foot, the light and shadow change, and what is derived is black. His soul and miserable faces emerged from the light and shadow, and then fearlessly pounced on Xu Lin again. The waves of thousands of sails piled up like a tidal wave. It was a scene that could only be seen in the endless blue ocean. Xu Lin had seen what kind of turbulence there was under the waves. But this time, the endless ghost faces that separated from the ghost emperor's body were like one wave higher than the other. Xu Lin frowned as the surging water rushed over with a crashing force, like a mountain falling to the ground. The ghost path has been inherited since ancient times, and it can also be said to be the oldest line in the world of spiritual practice. The ghosts are those who die without entering reincarnation. They occasionally become successful, which is called the reborn soul. The ones above are evil ghosts, the undead souls who died due to injustice. They have great power, especially the art of illusion, which they are born with. But the ones who are more ruthless than this are evil spirits. The Sha that is achieved by gathering the Yin of Heaven and Earth is comparable to the alchemy cultivator among cultivators, and the ones above are the Great Sha, the Ghost King and the Emperor, and finally, the only Ghost King in this world. Xu Lin looked at the ghost heads that came out of the waves. These should have the strength of evil ghosts, but they were one level higher than the previous ghost faces. Not only did he look at the ones blocking him in front of him thoughtfully, Ghost Beast, can it work? Still shaking its head from left to right, Ghost Beast's ferocious face flashes with cunning like a fox face, but the movements it makes are simple and a bit silly, with a very disproportionate expression and actions, but have the same effect as before. Xu Lin raised his brows and looked at the huge mouth with fangs that looked like a black hole. He watched him swallowing clouds and mist like an ancient evil beast. He thought in surprise that this game must really be a ghost. A natural nemesis! But what made Xu Lin frown a little was the performance of the Ghost King, or the calm expression of the dead man, without any regret, and the evil ghosts swallowed by the ghost beasts were like abandoned children. Generally, no mercy. Then another wave rose. From the Ghost Emperor's body, what Xu Lin saw was a huge black screen, a black screen as raw as pig iron, overwhelming and sweeping. Xu Lin's eyes condensed, and this This was the first time he had palpitations since he fought against the Ghost Emperor. I couldn¡¯t help but take another look behind the Ghost Emperor. There was a black circle that was gradually shrinking. Surrounded by the four clones of the Ghost Emperor, they kept beating the last words of Qingyu Zhenren.Support. Xu Lin moved his mouth, can this person be saved? As if to respond to Xu Lin's hesitation, the aperture that had been blackened suddenly burst out with a bright red, hot breath, and Even Xu Lin felt it, this old guy wasn't dead yet. Xu Lin sighed with some pity, and then looked at the ghost beast again. At this time, the armor plates all over its body stood up, shining with a dark luster, and what penetrated it was a cold air that was even colder than ice. . It seems that this little guy also felt that it was a trick. Xu Lin looked at the blackness after the ghost emperor's scene was hung up, and then looked at the vague face hidden in it, and muttered: "This time it is a evil spirit!" The cloud suddenly appeared silently, not far away from Xu Lin. It had a colorful brilliance, so it was easy to tell that it was not the work of the Ghost Emperor. Under Xu Lin's surprised eyes, the blood-killing The monk's big shovel was revealed at this time, and with a roar, it was stuck on the spot, as if a flag had been erected. Xu Lin wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. Are these playful people thinking of catching up with the occasion? He couldn't help but feel a little at ease in his heart. It seemed that his team had become a team! The ghost tide formed by evil spirits was rolling. Layers of black clouds and waves as high as the sky came crashing in, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The ferocious face of the blood-killing monk suddenly trembled, and the Taoist Yingzhuan beside him also looked ahead with gloomy eyes, but had no intention of retreating. Xu Lin curled his lips, smiled again, and said nothing else. Then when the ghost tide approached, the ghost beast roared, which actually covered the sound of ghosts in the sky. His body shrank back, as if it was tightened. The unstrung iron bow rang out with a crash, and unexpectedly flew out with a whoosh, straight into the center of the ghost tide. The blood was still floating on his chest. Xu Lin looked at the red color rolling away and thought about whether he should pop out this drop of blood. Then he took another look at the ghost tide that suddenly stopped moving forward, and the souls filling the sky. Shadow light is scrambling to pounce on the huge body of the ghost beast. ???????????? The ghost beasts that are jumping around and twirling around each other seem to be unafraid of those countless evil spirits, just like an evil tiger being besieged by a pack of wolves, biting with its mouth and crushing it with its dancing body, making it wet. Xu Lin retracted his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he looked at Caiyun not far away from him. He was facing the blood-killing monk with his face twitching randomly. Xu Lin pursed his lips and faced the direction of the ghost tide. The latter's face was The hesitant eyes of all the Wuque Camp monks were filled with complicated and unspeakable contradictions. However, when Xu Lin sneered again, the blood-killing monk seemed to have made up his mind, roared, and the dancer The shovel, which was bigger than his body, had already rushed forward. With the one in the lead, there will be no one left behind. The Wuque camp went towards the ghost tide, like a sharp sword, thrusting across it, and then rushed out in the blink of an eye. This time, the target had changed. Not far away from the Ghost Emperor's side, Xu Lin's body rose. With a slow step, he was one minute closer to the Ghost Emperor. They looked at each other with a cold look on their faces. The Ghost Emperor looked at Xu Lin, and Xu Lin looked back calmly. His fingertips involuntarily ran across the golden sword hilt at his waist, and the Ghost Emperor's eyes also fell there. "This sword, I really want to pull it out!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!