Don't force me to quit the group!

At this time, everyone in the barrier was already fighting fiercely. After absorbing the residual ghost energy of the ghost king, everyone could clearly see that the other ghost kings had grown in size and strength.

He Wei is now concentrating on dealing with Xiao Huan, wishing he could divide the Gang Qi into countless strands.

He naturally also felt the rising strength of those ghost kings, and couldn't help complaining silently in his heart.

This is really a good teammate, sacrificing himself for the benefit of everyone, if Xiao Huan also had this awareness, there would be no such battle today.

"Get out of the way!"

A helper called by He's father was obviously struggling to deal with it, so the ghost king found an opportunity to slap him.

If Ye Yintang hadn't stepped forward to block him at a critical moment, the man might have lost his wits by now.

Fortunately, He Wei has no other distractions now. When dealing with Xiao Huan, he is full of momentum and highly concentrated. Even if the opponent's strength is higher than his own, he can quickly release his energy to trap him.

However, if things go on like this, they can't bear it anymore. No matter how rich the boy group is, they are just mortal bodies, and they can't compare with those ghosts and ghosts who are tireless.

Song Yizhou was the first to be unable to hold on. There were too many paper figurines out of Pasa, all of which were controlled by himself, and gradually he had more energy than he wanted.

In addition, he put his own blood on the paper figurine at the beginning, so although the attack power was greatly enhanced, if the paper figurine was killed, he would also suffer a certain degree of backlash.

Now four to five out of ten of the paper figurines thrown out were beheaded, and Song Yizhou felt as if his whole body was being burned, and the pain was extremely painful.

However, instead of stopping at this moment, he had to concentrate more on directing the remaining paper figurines. If the other half were also killed, he might be damaged fundamentally.

He Wei is in a hurry, his mouth is about to froth, but he only has half the chance of winning against Xiao Huan, and the two of them can't help each other.

"Yizhou, take back all the paper figurines, and deal with Xiaohuan with me!"

As the saying goes, capture the thief first and capture the king first, so he doesn't believe that these ghost kings can still disobey orders if they control Xiao Huan first.

Of course, later the cruel truth was told to He Wei, never believe the enemy's nonsense.

Song Yizhou made a seal with his trembling hands, and the paper figurines present shrunk immediately, and ran back quickly, surrounding him one by one.

He Wei took a look at it, not to mention, it's quite cute.

"How? Can you hold on?"

Bo Chen's condition is not good at this time, but he looked at Song Yizhou with unconcealable concern. He saw the person holding his hands weakly on the ground and kept panting. His always rosy face was now pale. His forehead was still covered with sweat, and he felt a little distressed.

However, under the current situation, he couldn't even hug each other.

Song Yizhou shook his head, he felt that his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even speak, but he still smiled at Shang Bochen as always.

The pain in his temple was severe, but he only rested for a while, and the paper figurines he manipulated together with He Wei dealt with Xiao Huan.

At the same time, Ye Yintang and He's father teamed up and finally killed a ghost king, but the two of them were exhausted.

He's father has become a ghost now anyway, a little slowness is enough, but Ye Yintang can't do it, the hand holding the long sword is trembling slightly.

He lowered his eyes, feeling extremely unwilling.

Now there are still three ghost kings, and everyone tried their best to trap them, and they couldn't kill them completely.

Among the people that Father He called up, two were seriously injured, and one almost died, so he had to go back to Jiuyou to recuperate.

Mr. He is old, but the black gold hammer is so powerful that he cut off all the limbs of one of the ghost kings abruptly.

"It can't go on like this."

He Wei bit his lip, "Hurry up and think of a way, there must be a way."

At this moment, the enchantment suddenly shook, and then a hole was opened from the front, and a vague figure approached from far away.

"uncle?"

Pochen was stunned, and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He hadn't heard from him since he left last time, but now several years later, the person appeared in front of him again.

"Little Pochen."

The man smiled with a calm and relaxed expression, as if the current situation was nothing to him to fear.

In addition to Bo Chen, there was another person present who was particularly excited, and that was He Wei.

Heaven and Earth Conscience, although he didn't know who this was, he had heard from Bo Chen when he was at Wayao Temple in Wushan before that his uncle was a master of hidden secrets.

At this moment, He Wei especially wanted to order a song "Grateful Heart" to thank the other party.

Good people are safe for their lives!

However, Father He couldn't help frowning after looking at this person carefully. Although this person seemed to be walking in, he felt a similar aura from this person.

No way, this person should have become a ghost.

With the addition of Uncle Pochen, the balance of victory slowly shifted towards the Fa Cai Boys Group.

Seeing this, Xiao Huan was very angry, and he grabbed the attacking qi, "Do you think you can deal with me like this? Delusion!"

"Bang"!

Another ghost king blew himself up, and a large amount of ghost energy was released. The remaining two ghost kings devoured desperately, and their strength rose steadily. Seeing that the surrounding ghost energy was already thick like black ink.

He Wei looked terrified, and vaguely had a bad premonition. If the last ghost king swallowed the full power of one of them, wouldn't it mean that his own strength had made a qualitative leap.

In this way, who else in the world can kill him?

Seeing this, Xiao Huan burst out laughing, even though the ghost king she brought had already lost more than half, but seeing the ashes-like expression on this kind of person's face, she felt very happy in her heart.

Since he can't get what he wants, the world is meaningless to him. What's the point of living for those who don't recognize themselves?

Why not go to hell with him!

Realizing Xiao Huan's true thoughts, everyone in the Fa Cai Boys Group couldn't help feeling chills in their hearts.

Crazy, he is really crazy!

The strength of the remaining two ghost kings should not be underestimated, and the people brought by Father He couldn't hold on anymore. They were all seriously injured and had to retreat to Jiuyou.

"Xiao Huan, stop!"

Ye Yintang's long sword shone with golden light, but it was covered with a layer of black air on the outermost side.

"stop?"

Xiao Huan sneered, and looked at their faces one by one, "It's too late for you to tell me to stop now."

"This world is so chaotic. If so, we should restore it to its original appearance. Why can some people get something for nothing? Why do goblins and ghosts hide in the surrounding area?"

"On the journey of the great way, Tianyan 49, people escape one of them, so what are the others?"

"Don't you think my intentions are not right? Then let's see if you so-called practitioners of the Dao can protect all of this!"

After finishing speaking, he retreated quickly in the black robe, no matter how quickly any fearful aura could touch anyone.

At the same time, a strange symbol suddenly appeared under the feet of the other two ghost kings. The symbol slowly expanded and formed, enclosing it, and then countless black air entwined upwards.

Painting the ground as a prison is nothing more than that, and everyone can only hear the screams coming from the ears.

The originally bright vision was suddenly enveloped by a cloud of black air, and the bodies of the two ghost kings kept twisting, trying to break free from the entangled black air, but to no avail.

Everyone could only watch one of them helplessly, slowly being sucked dry of ghost energy, and condensed into a small dark green bead.

Xiao Huan appeared on the spot in an instant, he picked up the bead and put it in the hand of the last ghost king, his voice was as ethereal as it was out of the sky, full of endless bewitching intentions.

"Eat him, and you can get whatever you want."

He Wei's pupils widened in an instant, and he suddenly condensed the Gang Qi into a puff and pulled it out.

"Captain, don't let him swallow the beads!"

The bead condensed all the power of the other ghost king, if he swallowed it, then the enchantment might not be able to trap it.

The rest of the people obviously understood this truth, and immediately tried their best to stop it.

As soon as Ye Yintang drew out his long sword, he struggled with the opponent with his tired body. At the same time, Mr. He also joined in wielding a black gold hammer, and Father He followed closely behind, not to be outdone.

Bo Chen's uncle restrained Xiao Huan, but everyone could clearly see that his strength should be higher than Xiao Huan's, but for some reason he didn't use all his strength.

The ghost king was about to become a master, but was interrupted by them and immediately ran away, his moves were even more ruthless.

Ye Yintang fought with him and was defeated after only ten moves. Fortunately, he dodged in time, but his arm was caught.

However, the opponent's strength was too strong, and this blow actually caused his left arm to be ripped apart, and the white bones inside were faintly visible.

However, he didn't say a word, turned back and tore a piece of cloth casually to wrap it around for a while, then put the long sword across his chest, held the blade with his right hand and made a cut.

The long sword was soaked in blood and hummed.

Ye Yintang didn't even wrinkle his brows, and directly formed seals with both hands.

After a while, everyone felt the sound of thunder coming from above their heads. He Wei raised his head and immediately froze in place in shock.

The originally pitch-black sky was occupied by the purple thunder dragon, and the opponent roared and roared above.

Ye Yintang held the long sword up to the sky, and the purple thunder dragon fell down in an instant, from covering the sky and the sun at the beginning, it gradually became smaller, until when it fell on his sword, the long sword was startled with a burst of thunder.

At the same time, Ye Yintang's long sword revealed the imprint of a Thunder Dragon, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were full of fighting intent and killing intent.