Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 662
The corners of Shen Jianfeng's mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, "Zhang Xie is not easy to deal with, Lord Ghost King."

The Ghost King's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at Shen Jianfeng suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered up the panic, pretending to be calm and said: "What Ghost King? I think you have misunderstood the person."

The ghost king was secretly startled, how could Shen Jianfeng see his identity?He has been covered up so seamlessly, whether it's voice, body, posture have all changed, even his appearance has been completely covered up, even people who get along with him day and night may not be able to recognize him, let alone Shen Jianfeng There is no deep connection with him.

"Hehe, Lord Ghost King, I know it's you," Shen Jianfeng said with a smile, "Don't forget, Zhang Xie is a strong man at the seventh rank of the Tribulation Realm, and the person who dares to kill him must be at the seventh rank of the Tribulation Realm, right? Let's see now With your attire, and your ability to appear and disappear, besides you, Lord Ghost King, can there be anyone else?"

The ghost king had to appreciate Shen Jianfeng's good eyesight, he could solve the mystery by grasping any subtle key, but he really ignored the fact that Zhang Xie was at the seventh rank of Transcending Tribulation Realm.

"Master Ghost King, why don't we continue with the previous deal?" Shen Jianfeng looked at the Ghost King with a smile. Now, he has the upper hand.

The King of Ghosts gave Shen Jianfeng a cold look. This is the only chance to bring down the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain, but Shen Jianfeng is a villain, and his words are not to be trusted. If he is allowed to leave, he may be plotted against him. He knows that he has some secrets It's a matter of life and death.

After weighing for a long time, the ghost king said coldly: "Okay, the transaction continues."

During this period of time, Zhang Xie found the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain. Since he knew that the Lingbao Ziqi was no longer on Zhang Xie, the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain was polite to Zhang Xie again, and there was no trace of the previous confrontation.

The ancestor of Tianmen Mountain told Zhang Xie that the Purple Qi of the Lingbao was taken away by the Ghost King. When he chased him into a small forest, a black shadow suddenly appeared and knocked down Shen Jianfeng. The ancestor of Tianshan was about to take action when the black shadow came with Shen Jianfeng disappeared, and the ghost king was the only one who could kidnap people under the eyes of the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain.

The ghost king's movement skills can be said to be superb, and his whereabouts are unpredictable, so he has a lot of experience in escaping. Although the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain is stronger than him in overall strength, he is far inferior to him in escaping.

But the ancestor didn't catch up. He noticed that the purple spirit of the Lingbao was a bit abnormal. It seemed to be different from the purple spirit of the Lingbao that was born in previous years.

Zhang Xie hurriedly asked for details. For the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain, this happened just now, but for Zhang Xie, it has been tens of thousands of years.

The ancestor of Tianmen Mountain immediately described the details. The breath is a bit like the breath of a demon god, but it is different. It seems to be stronger than the breath of a demon god, and the range of the breath is more concentrated. I'm afraid it has something to do with the demon god.

Zhang Xie was a little puzzled and said: "When I got the Lingbao, I didn't feel this way, I didn't feel the breath of the demon god."

"That's weird, I can clearly feel a very powerful breath of a demon god." The ancestor of Tianmen Mountain frowned slightly.

Zhang Xie subconsciously thought of Ling Tian, ​​and asked the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain for the time, it happened that Zhang Xie entered the infinite space, and when Ling Tian left, Zhang Xie suspected that Ling Tian had rushed there too, but why didn't he do anything?
There is only one day left until the demon god is born. Zhang Xie's avatar and Mu Chenxi's avatar in the five-dimensional world are working on this matter. They have united most of the forces and concentrated to attack the demon god's believers. The strength is quite strong, and Zhang Xie suffered heavy losses.

Zhang Xie had also thought about the nomination certificate, but he quickly abandoned this idea. If he accepted the nomination certificate, what would be the difference between himself and this group of believers, but what Zhang Xie never expected was that he once again Facing the opponent, not just one, but five or six people, the strength of five or six people is actually comparable to Zhang Xie.

For the first time in the fight, Zhang Xie's heart sank. The person in front of him looked weak and weak, but his shots were quite fierce, and his attack methods were changeable. There was a seal in his hand, a seal of the demon god, a huge dark shadow, as fierce as a mountain depress.

Zhang Xie could tell at a glance that the level of distraction was exactly the same as his. It seemed that the Demon God was determined to kill Zhang Xie's clone in the five-dimensional world.

Zhang Xie punched suddenly and defeated the magic seal of Fantian God. He was stunned, and he felt his energy and blood surging, and he suffered a dark loss.

"I'm an elite follower of the Demon God, Heavenly Demon." The young man smiled.

Before Zhang Xie could answer, there was a gust of cold wind behind him. He immediately turned around and greeted him with a punch. He collided with a huge mountain, which exploded and turned into countless fragments. A figure appeared in the fragments. Zhang Xie had no time to see the opponent clearly. Zhang Xie's physical skills have been cultivated to the extreme. At the level of distraction, the advantages of physical skills can be best reflected. Therefore, most of the time Zhang Xie goes straight, punching and kicking. facing each other.

Bang, the phantom dissipated, it was not a human shadow at all, but an afterimage, Zhang Xie missed a hit, immediately became alert, stopped his hands and retreated, but then another huge mountain flew towards him.

Boom, Zhang Xie was knocked back again and again by the giant mountain, even though he had reached the pinnacle of physical skills, he also felt a slight numbness in his arms, and the giant mountains seemed to be endless, flying one after another.

It was another strong man in the distraction state, and Zhang Xie felt his throat a little tight. Facing two strong men in the distraction state, he had no chance of winning, let alone he didn't know these two people.

A dull voice sounded in the void: "Elite believers of the demon god, phantom."

"Get out, pretend to be a ghost!" Zhang Xie said angrily, after smashing the giant mountain with his fist, his figure flickered, and he appeared in a void. He suddenly stretched out his hand and dragged him out.

The Heavenly Demon was dragged out by Zhang Xiesheng, and his face changed slightly. It seems that Zhang Xie is not simple, and he formed a seal in his hand again.

Zhang Xie is always paying attention to the movements of the demon. With his previous experience, he will not let the demon seal successfully, let the speed reach the extreme, and appear in front of the demon in an instant.

The demon was shocked and accelerated the speed of sealing.

Zhang Xie yelled coldly: "Get out!" With both fists out, the movement of the demon seal was interrupted, his face changed drastically, and before he had time to retreat, he was punched through the chest by Zhang Xie.

Just when Zhang Xie thought that one person had been dealt with, the Heavenly Demon suddenly disappeared, and the next second, he appeared behind Zhang Xie, and began to seal again.

At the same time, a series of giant mountains came crashing down. The power of these giant mountains was not small. Every time Zhang Xie collided with them, his arms would feel slightly numb. If he was not careful, he might be injured by them.

When Zhang Xie was trying his best to deal with the giant mountain, suddenly two cold lights flashed in front of his eyes, and a strong sense of crisis hit him. Zhang Xie immediately turned sideways, a little slower, and a long bloody gash was drawn on his chest.

I saw a strong man holding two knives, staring at Zhang Xie coldly: "The elite disciple of the demon god, blade demon."

(End of this chapter)