Bang!

Li Gui's bloody mouth suddenly closed, making a muffled sound like the collision of giant objects.

He failed to devour Uncle Qin, and Li Gui showed an obvious expression of surprise on his face.

Turning his head ninety degrees, Li Gui looked at Xiang Youming who was dragging the food to his mouth with a look of resentment.

Although Xiang Youming looked embarrassed at this moment, his eyes were brighter than ever before.

"Wow!"

"The legendary breakthrough...but what's the use?"

"Other than making your flesh and blood more delicious, it seems to have no other effect."

Scarlet eyes stared at Xiang Youming, filled with resentment and covetousness.

Li Gui himself didn't realize that he had begun to crave human flesh and blood.

This unconscious loss of control could only be noticed by Zhang Tong as a bystander.

"Is it affected by the power in the spiritual world that drives people crazy?"

Zhang Tong looked at Li Gui thoughtfully and shook Thor's hammer vigorously.

Snickers, an energy food, can only restore physical strength to a limited extent.

What Zhang Tong can do now is probably to escape immediately if he misses a hit.

The gap where the torrential rain still poured down was a place where one could escape.

Li Gui, who had vague signs of losing control, seemed to be unable to control his desire for blood. He rushed towards Xiang Youming almost as soon as he finished speaking.

Xiang Youming's pupils shrank slightly, and his body, which seemed to have not changed significantly, unexpectedly burst out with incredible power.

Because there was still a half-dead Uncle Qin on the ground, Xiang Youming, who had a determined look on his face, did not choose to retreat, but rushed toward the ghost like a moth to a flame.

Seeing this scene, Li Gui's face showed an excited expression.

Although I don’t know why Xiang Youming’s physical fitness has exceeded the limits of human beings, pure physical attacks are useless to him!

The fierce ghosts of Sequence Eight have mastered the ability to change reality and reality!

With such power, he was almost invincible against Xiang Youming.

Soaked in the cold rain, Uncle Qin quickly regained consciousness.

He raised his head in confusion, and what he vaguely saw was Xiang Youming standing in front of him, charging toward the ghost.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Qin's expression suddenly changed, and he smacked his hands towards the ground.

Suddenly, the cold rain, pulled by some magical power, began to spread along Xiang Youming's feet and towards his body.

Both Xiang Youming and Li Gui were too fast.

Even Zhang Tong only saw a vague outline!

Scarlet energy was bred in Li Gui's claws, and in the billowing yin energy, Li Gui Shuangzhuang fell down and grabbed it violently.

Two scarlet blood arcs appeared in the thick Yin Qi, as if a terrifying giant beast in the darkness opened its eyes, looking at the world coldly with a bloody aura.

Looking at Xiang Youming, who was approaching like a moth to a flame, a crazy smile appeared on Li Gui's face.

In a daze, he could already foresee the scene of Xiang Youming being torn in half by himself, with blood and brains everywhere.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Xiang Youming's body suddenly took half a step back.

At the same time, he took an awkward half-step with his front foot and exhaled loudly.

I don’t know which martial arts routine he came from, but Xiang Youming seemed to be like a tiger descending from the mountain, exerting his strength fiercely and punching out.

The cold rain just covered Xiang Youming's fist. He took a half step back to avoid the deadly claws of the ghost, and took a half step forward with all his strength twisting from his toes along his waist to his fist.

With this punch, Xiang Youming was in a mysterious and mysterious state, almost all his strength surged up.

This punch was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food, bursting out with ferocious power in an instant, hitting Li Gui directly in the chest.

Bang!

The fists covered by the cold rain ignored Li Gui's disillusioned body. Li Gui, who was exuding a gloomy black energy, was also blown away when the rain was shattered.

In the billowing yin energy, the evil ghost rolled away a long distance on the glorious ground like water.

At this moment, Uncle Qin, whose face was covered with blood, did not know where the strength came from, and suddenly burst out:

"Remember, your uncle's name is Qin Aiguo!"

In his decisive voice, Uncle Qin seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

With strength not much inferior to that of a soldier, Uncle Qin seemed to have the same strength as heaven and earth at this moment, with cold rain flowing all over his body.

Under the control of Uncle Qin, the cold rain gained some magical power. Uncle Qin just hugged Li Gui tightly in mid-air, and they fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Old man, let go of your dirty hands!"

Being restrained by Uncle Qin, Li Gui roared hysterically!

The blood-colored robe on his body seemed to come to life in the roar, and blood threads burst out and pierced into Uncle Qin's body.

In an instant, Uncle Qin turned into a bloody man.

The blood was washed down by the cold rain, and a pool of blood suddenly formed.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xinyao's expression suddenly changed, and she rushed out in the rain.

The last talisman was tightly clamped on her fingertips, and all her spiritual power was poured into the talisman. The red word "Kill" on it bloomed with a dazzling red light like a flame.

Snap!

When the yellow talisman was printed on the bound Li Gui's body, the bloodshot streaks that kept rising suddenly became stiff, but Wang Xinyao seemed to have been severely injured. After trembling undetectably, her pretty face instantly

Snow white.

Scarlet blood dripped from her nostrils, and the yellow talisman was turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feeling the rapid loss of mental power, Wang Xinyao's face showed a desperate expression.

The Sequence Eight ghosts are still too powerful after all.

It took too much time for the spiritual energy to recover. Wang Xinyao simply did not have enough strength to resist a monster of this level and showing signs of being out of control.

Even in the ancient inheritance, there are still incomplete extraordinary paths, but at the beginning of spiritual recovery, even the power of the state machine cannot cultivate strong men in a short period of time.

"The ghost king gets married, what kind of weird ceremony is this?"

With the passage of mental power, Wang Xinyao's thoughts began to become a little distracted. She still couldn't figure out why a weird and absurd ritual could turn a ghost into a sequence eight in an instant?

Looking at the rain-covered first floor, Zhang Tong on the second floor had a flash of light in his eyes:
Chapter completed!