The personal security of the beautiful president

Standing in front of the altar, Ding Zhe looked at the dark box.

It is old, but there is no trace of time on the box.

Not even a speck of dust.

"If it is said that there is a cleaning lady who cleans here frequently, I will definitely believe it."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ding Zhe reached out to touch the black box.

At this moment, the earth suddenly began to shake.

Ding Zhe hurriedly took a few steps back, urging his cultivation, and the little yellow sword was floating beside him.

The earth split open, and an arm that had no flesh and blood was stretched out, only skin and bones remained.

Then, another arm, and then a huge head.

Ding Zhe saw that just one eyeball of the other party was bigger than his head.

"This is the final boss, right? Kill him, will there be a better reward?"

He wouldn't wait until the monster's body crawled out of the ground.

Under his control, the little yellow sword flew towards the monster's huge head.

However, there was only a "ding" sound.

The little yellow sword was bounced back.

"What a hard head!"

Before he could urge the little yellow sword to launch a second attack, the huge monster jumped out from the ground.

Liquid dripped from the scarlet tongue and made a "sizzling" sound when it landed on the ground.

No matter how you look at it, the strong torso is extremely inconsistent with the thin arms.

But those four thighs are strong and powerful.

"Golden Wonderland!"

"Why don't you be so shameless!"

"The ghosts and immortals in front of us are still just in the fairyland, why..."

Before he could finish complaining, the huge monster had already rushed towards him.

Ding Zhe didn't dare to meet him, but he dodged the attack with a flash of his body, waved his fingers along the way, and the little yellow sword launched an attack.

However, Xiao Huangjian's attack was still as if hitting an iron plate, and there was not even a scratch on the monster's body.

"This shouldn't be called a ghost fairy, it should be called a ghost king!" Ding Zhe complained: "Even if I don't have the cultivation level of my heyday now, it should be no problem to kill it."

With full confidence, Ding Zhe flew up.

While Xiao Huangjian was attacking, he also formed seals with both hands.

Several spells were condensed by him, attacking the ghost king in an instant.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang" can be heard endlessly, but it still can't hit the Ghost King in the slightest.

"No way! This thing's physical defense is too strong, even the little yellow sword can't break through its defense." Ding Zhe secretly said: "No, this thing must have a flaw, but I still don't know where its flaw is."

The Ghost King waved his long arms, and at the same time Chao Ding Zhe came to him.

Ding Zhe jumped away while looking for the opponent's flaw.

After a series of pursuits, he couldn't even touch Ding Zhe's clothes.

"Ow!"

Obviously, the ghost king was in a hurry.

The position where there were only two arms originally swelled suddenly.

Following two crisp sounds, four more arms appeared from the positions of the ghost king's two arms.

"Fuck! I'm afraid this ghost king is related to Nezha? Why is he playing tricks like three heads and six arms?"

Ding Zhe dodges here and there, getting out of the way of the opponent's attack.

But his gaze was fixed on the box on the altar.

The feeling of calling became more and more intense, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

While avoiding the ghost king's attack, Ding Zhe was thinking about how to get the black box.

For a moment, the entire space became a place for him to hide.

And the ghost king's attack never stopped, and there were fallen rocks everywhere he bombarded and damaged.

As a result, the entire space has become extremely unstable and may collapse at any time.

"This damned suppressing power, if I can recover to the low-level cultivation base of the Golden Immortal Realm, it will not be a matter of minutes to kill this ghost king!"

The difference in realm is like an insurmountable gap, no matter how capable Ding Zhe is, he still cannot be tough on the ghost king.

Suddenly, Ding Zhe remembered that he still had a treasure on his body.

"That's right! How could I have forgotten the ancient magic lamp!"

When the ancient rhyme magic lamp is fused with the base, the entire power of the magic lamp has been upgraded by more than one level.

When he sacrificed the ancient rhyme magic lamp, the ghost king's movements visibly paused.

It seems to have seen some scary baby.

Ding Zhe snorted coldly, and instantly threw the Guyun magic lamp into the air.

For a moment, dazzling light filled the entire space.

The Ghost King hastily closed his eyes, blocking the light with his slender arms.

"It's now!"

Ding Zhe moved.

The little yellow sword shone with golden light, and under the urging of Ding Zhe, it stabbed straight at the ghost king.

"Ding!"

As Ding Zhe expected, the little yellow sword was bounced back again.

But he did it on purpose.

Because he wanted to confirm one thing, that is, whether the weakness of the ghost king he discovered was true or not.

Because the power of the little yellow sword is not small, the ghost king's body trembled.

Ding Zhe touched the ground with his toes, jumped up into the air, aimed at the back of the ghost king's neck, and hit him.

The ghost king seemed to have seen his intention, and was about to raise his six arms to block.

However, the ancient rhyme magic lamp suddenly flashed a ray of light.

But this light caused the ghost king's body to stagnate instantly.

Overjoyed, Ding Zhe shot instantly.

The ancient rhyme magic lamp worked, and he would definitely not waste this hard-won opportunity.

"puff!"

The little yellow sword was the first, and together with his attack, it hit the back of the ghost king's neck.

"Oh!"

The ghost king's head fell instantly.

"Hahahaha!"

Ding Zhe laughed wildly.

"So what about the ghost king? Didn't I kill him!"

But his body stopped suddenly, and Xiao Huangjian was pulled back abruptly by him.

Because although the ghost king's head was cut off, the ghost king's body was still standing.

"You still want to trick me? Dreaming!"

It turned out that the ghost king whose head had been beheaded did not fall down, but the arm that had stopped for a moment suddenly moved.

The slender and sharp fingertips passed in front of Ding Zhe in an instant, almost hurting Ding Zhe's body.

It never occurred to him that the ghost king, who looked so silly, would have such thoughts.

Ding Zhe frowned, a fire of anger rose in his heart.

"Dare to play tricks on me, it seems that if I don't kill you, I will be sorry for my baby!"

He saw his hands forming seals, and two spiritual energy floated out instantly, flying directly into the ancient rhyme magic lamp.

Immediately, the ancient rhyme magic lamp shone brightly, which was extremely dazzling.

Holding the little yellow sword in his hand, he shouted loudly: "Feng!"

Immediately, the ghost king who wanted to fight back did not move for a moment.

Ding Zhe could feel the panic emanating from him instantly.

"late!"

The little yellow sword flashed a golden light, and it cut straight from the ghost king's neck.

"Hey!"

With a crisp sound, the ghost king's body was instantly split into two halves.

A strong stench instantly filled the entire space.

The disgusting smell made Ding Zhe raise his hand to cover his mouth and nose.

As the two halves of the ghost king fell to the ground, a thick white smoke suddenly rose.

Ding Zhe took a few steps back to prevent the thick smoke from contaminating himself.

Afterwards, he took a step forward and directly wrapped the black box on the altar into his arms.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, it's better to leave quickly!"

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the space above the head instantly split.

A large number of boulders fell from the sky and hit the ground.

Ding Zhe moved extremely fast, dodging the falling boulder, and then rose into the air.

After he lifted into the air, the hall under his feet collapsed in an instant.