He can also say that if there is no loneliness in the world, I don't know how many people will be the king and how many people will be the emperor?

At the beginning, he was so majestic and majestic, dominating the world!

But,

A hundred years later, after all, it is just a scratch of loess, a tomb!

These thoughts flashed through Beimang Ghost King's mind like lightning and flint.

He suddenly figured it out.

On his body, a total of 90 million ghost energy fluctuated, boiling surging, majestic surging.

The python suit robe, no wind, automatic, hunting and hunting.

The ghost king of Beimang spread his hands and stood in the void, with a majestic attitude.

He sneered aloud.

"Hahaha--"

"Success or failure turned around empty!"

"The green hills are still there!"

"A few red sunsets!"

"Really, so many things from the past and present, I'm just talking about it!!"

"Little bastard, it's a joke to try to force me into a trap with these methods!"

"How does this king care about this trick and method!"

"Break it to me—"

Beimang Ghost King Xuan's black python-clothed robe, two wide-clothes and large sleeves, swayed out.

咚咚咚——

Every big sleeve trembles in the void and blows up the wind and clouds.

A series of mysterious black ghost gangs practiced, swaying out, a series of ninety-nine and eighty-one gangs, all falling on the **** yellow river and the flat boat.

Boom boom boom -

The old man in the boat, wearing a hat and a poncho, was directly shattered.

That leaf boat was also trained by ghosts and shattered into powder.

The essence of this imperial spirit technique was destroyed, and the **** yellow river evaporated naturally, disappearing without a trace.

Only the stench of the sky is left.

Beimang Ghost King stepped on the void and stepped up.

As he went straight to the sky, he laughed coldly: "Now, this king does not need to be reincarnated from death, or resurrection!"

"This king doesn't need to get rid of the ghost body, but with the body of the ghost king, he must complete the unfinished business in his lifetime, rule the world, and prove the way of the ghost emperor!"

"Hmph, little bastard, since you dare to block this king's avenue, then give it to this king and die!!"

Beimang ghost king's green and faint ghost pupil stared at Ye Fan, his low and gloomy voice frozen his spine, and he was full of anger.

He is holding the mysterious black ghost king sword, the sword cuts the void, and it screams!

Like black horses, the sharp and sharp nine-hundred-meter sword gang pierced the sky, tearing towards Ye Fan!

The billowing ghost sword gang, like a river wave, comes from thorns and cracks!

Ye Fan's eyes were azure, and the two purple-golden underworld flames burned blazingly.

He stepped out next.

Instantly start!

The fuchsia flower is indeterminate.

Every step Ye Fan stepped down, there were safflowers supporting his figure.

After the body flickered and disappeared, red flowers quickly faded and faded.

In seconds to reach the top of the mountain, Ye Fan's figure shuttled in the billowing sword tide, but he didn't touch his body every bit, and all dodged.

Behind Ye Fan, Yama's Faxiang, following his thoughts, was sketching the imperial spirit technique.

now,

When he crossed the sword tide, the imperial spirit arts in the hands of Yama Faxiang were all outlined.

"Mingling, the fifth way of killing in the Netherworld-Huangquan Jueshu the third type of drunken life and dream of death!"

Ye Fan had never released this style.

Because of this type of Huangquan Absolute Death Technique, the monsters and monsters who need to face the enemy have obsessions and psychological flaws in their hearts.

In this case, this trick can make him fall into a psychological dream.

And everything in the dream can be controlled by Ye Fan, making the enemy truly drunk and dreaming of death, and finally the silent death dissipates.

Just now when the Beiman Ghost King was dealing with the Departure and Death Imperial Spirit Technique, Ye Fan suddenly discovered that there was a flaw in the latter's mind.

Therefore, he immediately resorted to this trick Huangquan's extinction technique.

Drunk life and dream of death!

Ye Fan has just finished sketching the art of the magic spell.

An incomparably mysterious wave of death, or a wave of mental power, was immediately generated.

at the same time,

In the center of the beiman ghost king's eyebrows, there was a small purple-gold ancient death mark, which appeared in a whirlpool.

At the same time as the death mark appeared on the eyebrows, a purple-gold phantom phantom appeared in the green crystal-like ghost pupil of the North Mang Ghost King.

This proves that the ghost king of Beimang has fallen into the illusion silently.

Ye Fan's dark eyes with purple-gold dark flames were slightly squinted, full of energy.