Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 968
Although ghost cultivators have solidified their souls, if they are not at the level of ghost kings, they will not be able to be considered real people if they undergo the baptism of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation to reshape their bodies.

And thunder and lightning are the most domineering force in the world, when Guixiu collided with the thunder and lightning, he vanished instantly.

As a result of the ghost cultivator's death, his soul was scattered, and there was no chance to come back again.

This move is enough to deter countless ghost cultivators.

Originally, Jialan City Lord believed that there must be a brave man under the reward, but now, his confidence is not enough.

Fan Denglong's method was really thunderous, so that the nearly [-] ghost cultivators in Jialan City began to lose their minds.

Purification technique in one hand, power of lightning in the other hand, Fan Denglong stood there, no ghost cultivator dared to take a step forward, his morale collapsed, and the owner of Jialan City was furious.

After disabling more than ten ghost cultivators around him one after another, he calmed down a little, took a deep breath, and said coldly: "The guards of Jialan City, follow me to kill this servant."

Since they are known as guards, they are the most elite troops around the lord of Jialan City, and they also represent the top combat effectiveness of Jialan City.

The city lord is ready to go into battle in person, even if these people feel numb looking at the thunder and lightning, they still want to go into battle.

The gate of Jialan City opened, and a group of ghost cultivators in black robes rushed out riding a war horse with only a skeleton left. There were about two thousand horses.

Amidst the dust, the Lord Jialan ascended to the sky, holding a spear that did not match her image, and ignored Fan Denglong. His aura instantly rose, and he turned out to be a strong man who had stepped into the tribulation stage with one foot.

This level of cultivation is only one step away from the ghost king, and it is enough to be proud of it in any place other than the fairy world.

Liang Fan and the black cat were under the pressure of Jialan City Lord, and they couldn't even stand out of thin air. Even if they fell to the ground, they gritted their teeth to support them, otherwise they would have fallen to their knees.

Fan Denglong was also very speechless. With such strength, he didn't need to show it. He had to wait until he killed the Quartet and looked as majestic and majestic as the god of war. I think so highly of him.

The lord of the Jialan city, the long spear and the dragon, has its own dark clouds, rolling and roaring.

The two thousand cavalry guards galloped like thunder, like a long snake.

Fan Denglong's hands were trembling, not from fear, but from excitement. This was a large-scale battle, and there were tens of thousands of ghost cultivators watching the battle. A man would feel his blood boil at this moment.

The black dragon tossed and saw the wind and clouds turbulent, and the flag rustled in the wind. The ghost cultivators formed a huge circle, trapping Fan Denglong and the cat in the middle, and nothing could get through.

Two thousand cavalry entered the battle, the black dragon attacked Fan Denglong directly, breathing out death breath, waving limbs, lightning flashed and thundered in the sky, and heavy rain poured down.

Dragons have the instinct to summon the wind and call the rain, even if they are transformed, they also have this ability.

Fan Denglong's face was solemn, holding Zhenxian in his hand, the purification technique dissipated, and the thunder and lightning did not strike.

Looking at the Jialan City Lord, the female ghost at this moment no longer has the frivolous image before, and the indifferent expression has the strength to match it.

"A black dragon? Then try to slay the dragon."

Fan Denglong let out a long roar, Zhenxian left it to Liang Fan, changed to a long spear, and turned into a streamer to kill the black dragon.

Heilong seemed to feel that someone was provoking him, roared, and thunderbolts struck down from the sky, but Fan Denglong was extremely fast, and he couldn't dodge the flashes in time. The thunderbolts fell through the air and hit the ground, creating a huge cloud of burning smoke. potholes.

Seeing that all the attacks were in vain, the black dragon exhaled impatiently, and a torrential rain poured down. The rain had a strong corrosive effect, and the ground was riddled with holes.

Fan Denglong propped up the aura barrier, and it was shattered in a short time. The clothes on his body easily turned into molecules and dissipated, leaving only a set of shining silver armor on his body.

"Everything, let's stop here."

The armor Fan Denglong was wearing was from Heaven. Although it belonged to a general in Heaven, it was also made by a god. The black dragon's attack seemed ferocious, but he could only watch Fan Denglong approaching step by step.

The spear swayed and hit the dragon's head directly. This blow was at least tens of thousands of catties.

Fan Denglong was drinking violently, and thunder and lightning raged on the spear.

One shot, followed by another one after another, his marksmanship is like this, once he grabs the first opportunity, he will be unreasonable, until you have no resistance and are passively beaten.

The black dragon's huge body writhed in the air and there was nowhere to hide. Fan Denglong followed him like a shadow, and stabbed the black dragon's vital parts with his long spear.

The black dragon was howling in pain, and the city master Jialan was trembling while standing in the air.

This black dragon is the primordial spirit refined by Jialan City Lord and imprisoned in the spear. When attacking, it is manipulated by the Jialan City Lord's Yuanshen. There is a spiritual connection between the two.

The attack power became stronger and stronger, and black air began to rise from the black dragon's body, panting heavily.

"Hands on,"

The Lord Jialan resisted and ordered to the two thousand elite riders below, two thousand bone arrows shining with cold light shot at Fan Denglong overwhelmingly, while the black dragon disappeared in an instant, the Lord Jialan spat out a mouthful of black blood, coldly He looked at Fan Denglong coldly, full of killing intent.

It is unforgivable that this damned ant can actually hurt his soul.

Fan Denglong looked at the Jialan City Lord with a smile, "It turns out that the cultivation level close to the ghost king level is just so vulnerable."

Jialan City Lord was so angry that he bit two of his silver teeth, "Ant, I will kill you today."

What I hate the most is this kind of person, who complacently mocks the opponent after winning a city, without considering the opponent's feelings at all.

"Really? Then I really have to wait and see."

Fan Denglong laughed loudly, swung his spear impenetrably, and two thousand bone arrows disappeared in a flash, but he still stood on the spot.

"I just don't know if you trash can drown me here with your saliva."

It was already Chi Guoguo's ridicule. There are hundreds of thousands of ghost cultivators, but they can't even take down a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Jialan City is just a joke.

"Kill him for me, kill him."

The lord of the Jialan City was furious, two thousand cavalry soared into the sky, and the bone horses spewed black air. The knights on their bodies were expressionless, and the steel forks moved forward, blocking Fan Denglong's surroundings.

"You guys, you really haven't grown up at all."

Fan Denglong shook his head and sighed, teleported out just as the two thousand cavalry were about to close together, and landed behind the two thousand cavalry and in front of the Lord Jialan.

"By the way, can you give me some strength? This level is not exciting at all."

Jialan City Lord was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, his breath was a little disordered, but he managed to calm himself down, showing a beautiful face, and said with a smile, "I don't know how exciting you want?"

(End of this chapter)