Chapter 154: Second stage
ghost attribute.
The first level is the hateful ghost.
The second level is the red-clothed fierce ghost.
The third level is the ghost general.
The fourth level is the ghost king.
The fifth level can be called ghosts and gods of the underworld.
...
Bai Yu was shot down in the head. He didn't ask for merit, he just wanted to see if he could achieve anything with one move, to test the depth.
But he didn't expect that the shot hit the opponent's shoulder like this, and the skinny body made a clanging sound, like gold and iron rubbing against each other.
The Ghost King's reaction was probably slow for a moment. He waited for Bai Yu's feet to land before raising his sleeves and releasing the dark cloud again, like a pair of big hands trying to close.
However, the palm on the left side was immediately chopped into pieces by the strong energy wielded by the veteran of hundreds of battles. Bai Yu stepped back, and the corner of his clothes was wiped by the black cloud and immediately rotted into pitch black mud.
He reluctantly tore off the corner of his clothes and sighed: "Su Ruoli bought these pants for me. I don't know how to explain it when I go back." "It's now, do
you still care about this?"
"These pants cost a thousand yuan. !"
Bai Yu replied, complaining, but in fact, his mental power was still concentrated.
The veteran of hundreds of battles fought against the Ghost King under control. The two sides fought for more than ten rounds in the blink of an eye. Even the weapons with acquired Gangqi could not damage the Ghost King's body and could only leave faint traces. Once the skin is broken, it will repair itself quickly.
The Ghost King kept roaring: "Damn it!"
However, his combat experience was obviously not as good as that of a veteran of hundreds of battles. A fourth-level warrior actually fought back and forth with a third-level warrior.
But it was the fourth level after all. The Ghost King slapped his hands on the ground, and the ground in the tomb immediately turned into an area covered by black clouds. It spread out like poisonous gas.
The veteran of hundreds of battles pole-vaulted and hit the ground with a swing of his gun. Although the diffused Gang Qi repeled the black mist, it approached again just a few seconds later.
The Ghost King kept grinning ferociously on his face that looked like a master: "You will turn into rotting corpses here!"
The situation was not good.
Qin Xuezhao also took action decisively. She took a quick step forward. After being a night wanderer for several years, she naturally had some skills that only Netherworld could do.
The whole person turned into a gust of dark wind, pushed forward, and transformed into a shape of nothingness, like a fading cloud, and then solidified again three seconds later.
Appearing directly in front of the Ghost King, he pushed his palms forward and thunder exploded.
The Ghost King suffered a heavy blow on the face, and his body leaned back, and his neck made a squeaking sound. It staggered back a few steps, but quickly raised a hand to straighten its head, and made two more shocking sounds. The sound of teeth grinding.
"Little trick!"
He said, opened his mouth, and sprayed out several bone spurs, penetrating the void.
Qin Xuezha retreated: "This ghost king..."
"What?"
"Very weak." Qin Xuezha frowned: "The fourth level shouldn't be like this, it can't be like this."
In Yama Luosi, the fourth level is civil and military. Judge level... The latter has to deal with the Night Travel God who is not yet at the third level, and can subdue it with at most three moves.
Whether it was because the other party hadn't tried his best or there was something fishy about it, she thought this was a good opportunity.
"Enlarge the move." She said to Bai Yu: "Try your best."
"Okay."
Bai Yu believed Qin Xuezhao's judgment. Although he had rich combat experience, this was the first time he had to deal with such a ghost. The night wandering god was obviously More professional dialogue.
All three began to accumulate strength.
The Ghost King raised his hands, as if setting off a wave in the tomb. The dark clouds were almost corrosive in nature. Let alone inhaling it, even if the skin was rubbed a little, it would immediately open the flesh. There would be no way to continue rubbing it in this life. Skin care cream!
The waves that hit him were torn apart by the flashing light of the sword.
Bai Yu cut his palm open, smeared it with blood, and slashed through the air. The blood that spread out was more deadly than the light of the sword.
The bloody crescent moon broke through the dark mist, tearing a gap in the front, as if splitting the cake roll in two from the middle. The impact of the black mist had already hit the wall, and also corrupted the Su Ruoli's Armani jacket on Bai Yu's body. There was no time to feel distressed, so he smeared blood on the Kuaiyu knife again and started the second stage of accumulating power.
The first knife struck vertically.
The second sword cuts horizontally!
The bloody crescents in tandem formed a cross-shaped slash, cutting the rotten bones and black mist into four cakes.
The Ghost King raised his arms to resist the blow. The sound of gold and iron came from his arms, but he still couldn't stop it. Both arms were cut and bleeding, and the bones were visible.
This is the mystery. Even the lowest level of mystery cannot be resisted by the body. Unless the body is tempered to reach the realm of the Martial Saint, even the copper skin and iron bones can peel off a layer of flesh!
The Ghost King's arms cannot be repaired for the time being, and the remaining power of the bloody crescent moon is still there.
Immediately, there was only the sound of lightning flashing and running.
Qin Xuezha threw up the last remaining Yin Lei and swallowed it in his mouth - she was just a soul body. In this way, the power of Yin Lei could be used to the greatest extent, but the cost was that the soul body might be damaged, which was a big deal. Until now, I can no longer control that much.
The pure white cloud thunder running in the palm has all turned into dark purple thunder. The power summoned is so violent that the arms are covered with crack marks.
She pushed her hands forward with all her strength.
A flash of thunder!
The violent Yin thunder exploded on the ghost king's chest, carving the remnants of thunder, and the latter let out a violent roar, and a large amount of black mist and blood spurted out from the wound on his chest.
The second blow was a complete hit.
Then came the third blow that followed.
The veteran of hundreds of battles releases the spiral magical power, twists three thousand Gang Qi into a thread, and gathers momentum. It is so powerful that there is no need to go into details. The system has given the best evaluation, the magical power of hundreds of battles against people.
Even the Ghost King cannot stop it.
It stood there, becoming the best target, and shot through the heart. The rock gun went directly through the Ghost King's chest, leaving an extremely clear hole, and sank into the tomb wall behind it, sinking directly into it for several seconds. Ten meters away, the roaring sound was like an earth boring machine digging three feet into the ground at full power.
This move also directly consumed all the remaining energy of the veteran of hundreds of battles, and the summoning time also reached the limit.
After [The heroic spirit has returned to history]
dissipated, Bai Yu directly switched the heroic spirit projection and raised the level to level twenty-five.
The ghost king's arms dropped and hung there, his body no longer moving like a doll, standing silently in front of the coffin, with a hole and scars on his body, and countless black energy flowing out.
"Successful?" Qin Xuezhao asked quietly.
"It's a good thing you didn't ask. If you ask like this, I think it's probably a failure..." Bai Yu narrowed his eyes. The red light above the other party's head has not disappeared. The danger level is still there, and it seems to have increased.
The Ghost King can't be so weak, but he also relied on his body to take three big moves in a row. It's impossible for him to lose only one layer of blood skin. Even if Guan Erye's roles were reversed and he came here, he would still cry.
Bai Yu thought to himself, when the Ghost King moved again, slowly standing up like a puppet whose silk threads were pulled.
...is it going to change?
...You know that a boss-level monster like this can't have only one health bar!
It suddenly grinned and began to open its mouth wide enough to dislocate... Something seemed to be flowing out of its throat, and a mass of dark blood exuded a strong stench on the ground.
Immediately, the scarlet blood gathered towards the center, boiling, rising like a fountain, and finally condensed into shape.
Without seeing clearly what that thing was, it raised its hand, and countless black and red threads emerged from the blood and pierced it.
In the blink of an eye, Baiyu had been riddled with holes. His coat was left in place to take the place of its owner, which was very painful. The next moment, it was torn into countless pieces, among the pieces of cloth floating in the sky. In the middle, a long spear rotated, accompanied by a faint roar of a lion, the spear suddenly whirled, and where the blade passed, the dark silk thread was cut in the air, igniting green fire.
The attack just now caused Bai Yu to lose a Diamond Spell.
He failed to dodge this attack and could only rely on the Vajra Curse to resist it. The brief period of invincibility only lasted a few seconds. This time, more than one-fifth of the protective aura was lost.
The glittering diamond curse is like the turning clothes in the monster hunting world. Counted according to the number of times, it will automatically wear out after five times.
Although he brought two Diamond Curses, they were really not enough to carry them a few times.
"That's the true form of the Ghost King..." Bai Yu's heart sank. He really didn't even scrape off a layer of blood, it was all on the outer shell.
This body is like a gray shield of the lava beast, it doesn't matter if it falls off.
No, to be more precise, he killed a Malphite, and the other party used Resurrection Armor, turning him into a hero and a vampire.
"Damn, the fusion of such a well-developed stone and a vampire has been secretly developed for five hundred years. Should I be lucky that it won't suck out the soul and strike..." Bai Yu exhaled, suppressed his wry smile, and looked serious. Ning: "It's time to fight."
Qin Xuezha's fingertips flashed with thunder. She turned her gaze slightly and smiled at Bai Yu: "Don't worry, I will protect you." Zhenshan
Ghost King showed a sneer and said Just when his smile was about to turn into a crooked smile, another strong gust of wind blew past.
Resentment, hostility, and evil spirits all poured in, instantly filling the already crowded tomb.
It comes from outside.
Bai Yu subconsciously took a step back, wondering whether the second stage of the Ghost King would still recruit little ghosts? What a shameless person! Can’t you single out a group of us fairly?
The top floor of the tomb had a touch of blood at some point, and a bloody figure floated down from the sky. The red clothes made a rustling sound and directly enveloped the ghost king's head.
A bright red silk wrapped around the ghost king's neck silently.
The fierce ghost in red floats into the tomb, with scarlet eyes and bleeding from all seven holes, but it is so sad and heartbreaking.
Qin Xuezhao saw her appearance and blurted out: "Miss Xu!"
She saw her hands holding Hong Ling, and the red fabric ignited with blazing fire.
"Ghost King!"
The Ghost Bride's voice was shrill.
"Give back the lives of my people——!"
(End of this chapter)