Ability For All People: Grab The Donghuang Bell At The Beginning!

Chapter 162: Zhongmu Ghost Emperor

White Tiger looked at the three of them with a frosty face.

"There are still five seconds, are you ready to die?"

Looking at the tragic death of the six-tusk white jade elephant, Modara felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

He raised his hand and slapped dozens of "Buddha Light Giant Palms", expressing the fear and grief in his heart.

However, this level of attack can't hurt White Tiger at all.

White Tiger ignored the Moda Thorn's attack and walked towards the three of them with a hundred steps.

At this time, the summoning ceremony of Ma Sancry has reached the final moment.

The gate of the ghost world has been slowly outlined, and a black mist gradually floats in midair.

Ma San cried and looked at the approaching White Tiger, and shouted at Moda Thorn.

"Bald donkey! Don't beat him up! Hurry up and restrain him with a swastika. If we can't hold him back, we will all die."

Under the roar of Ma San crying, Da Shi calmed down.

"Thank you Ma Sect Leader for reminding me, I've been fooled for a while. Bah!"

While using the fourth form of the six-character mantra, Moda Thorn mobilized most of the Spirit Power in his body.

He tried his best to exert the power of the swastika to the extreme, trying to trap the White Tiger with one blow.

As Modara raised his right hand, a golden '卍' light imprint appeared above the White Tiger.

Under the pouring of Spirit Power from the Modaran starfish.

This '卍' character curse actually imprisoned White Tiger.

White Tiger was also a little surprised. He could easily break free from the five-faced Buddha's swastika.

And Modara was able to imprison Own's actions this time, it seems that his strength is still higher than that of the five-faced Buddha.

But that's trying to trap me White Tiger, I'm afraid it's not even close.

Kang Jin's aura surrounds his body like a swimming dragon, quickly consuming the energy of the word seal.

Massive Spirit Power of Modara was crazily flowing, causing the Spirit Power in his inner body to become unbalanced.

The body suffered a huge blow again, and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of old blood.

The decadent Moda, who had lost the ability to move, collapsed powerlessly beside Ouyang Fu.

The Rakshasa secret technique that could have sealed the actions of dozens of top demon gods.

Now it can only trap White Tiger for just three seconds.

At this time, there are only two seconds left before the ghost gate opens.

Ma Sanku desperately input Spirit Power into the ghost gate, trying to use herself as a bait to summon a more powerful evil ghost.

However, White Tiger was only a dozen meters away from the three of them.

White Tiger has already condensed Kang Jin's energy on his fist, once he swung it down, the three of them would undoubtedly die.

In this moment of crisis.

With only half of his body left, Jiu Du Mang ignored the pain of his body.

Using the broken snake body, he leaped vigorously and stood in front of the three of them.

The incomparably fierce Kang Jin's fist completely disintegrated the consciousness of the Nine Poison Yin Phosphorous Python.

The huge snake's head burst open, flesh and brain mixed with shattered scales and bones, splashing all over the sky.

Ouyang Fu, who was seriously injured, also felt the death of the five poisons at this moment.

Although he couldn't open his eyes, he kept murmuring in his mouth.

"Nine Poisons...Nine Poisons..."

Jiu Dumang's obstruction bought time for the successful opening of the ghost gate.

White Tiger couldn't help snorting, and swung out a Kangjin Hurricane, completely tearing up Jiu Dumang's corpse.

The three of Ouyang Fu, who were seriously injured, were also invaded by Dao Kangjin Qi because they were too close.

These waves of Kang Jin's Qi continuously damaged the tendons and the Spirit Sea of ​​the three of them.

Destroying the cultivation foundation of the three of them, hindering the recovery of their injuries.

Suffering such an injury, it will take at least two years for the trio to fully recover.

And even if the strength is restored, the Cultivation Base will never be able to improve in this life.

White Tiger looked at the three people who were screaming, and there was a glint of pleasure in his eyes.

These are only interest, if it is not useful to keep you, how can you live to this day.

Then he looked at the sharp claw protruding from the ghost gate.

A terrifying whisper came from the ghost gate.

"Who...is calling...my lord...this offering...is not enough for my lord!"

Ma San cried and felt the powerful and familiar breath coming from the gate of ghosts.

Regardless of the pain in his body, he shouted excitedly.

"The great Zhongmu ghost emperor! The eighty-fifth generation descendant of the Xiama family cried three times.

I trouble you to take action to subdue the demon. After the task is completed, there will be another 300 boys as gifts.

The Zhongmu Ghost Emperor with six pairs of giant eyes came out from the gate of ghosts.

He laughed proudly.

"Okay, Ma family boy, I believe in the reputation of your Ma family!

Three hundred boys...fufurfur...a good appetizer!"

As Zhongmu Ghost Emperor completely stepped into this world, the ghost gate was quickly closed and merged into the black mist.

The black mist quickly dissipated within a few breaths, and the sky became bright again.

Just when Zhongmu Guihuang greedily smelled the breath of life.

White Tiger's frosty voice sounded.

"Hey! Ugly thing, how long are you going to smell it? This deity doesn't have that much patience, have you figured out how to die?"

Hearing that someone dared to threaten him, Zhongmu Guihuang immediately flew into a rage.

Roared ferociously.

'.||Presumptuous! How dare you laugh at the great..."

But when Zhongmu saw the White Tiger in front of him clearly, the harsh words were stuck in his throat.

The six giant eyes stared round and shouted in disbelief.

"Damn it! How can there be a White Tiger in this medium-sized world? He has already awakened Kang Jin Qi!"

After shouting this, Zhongmu immediately turned around and wanted to escape back to the ghost world.

White Tiger, who has the spirit of Kang Jin, already has the qualifications to become a holy monk.

How could he be able to deal with a little ghost emperor himself.

When Zhong Mu looked back, he found that the ghost gate had disappeared.

Can't help cursing angrily.

"Daddy just stepped out, so there's no need to dissipate so quickly!"

White Tiger looked at the panicked Zhong Mu, looked down at the Kang Jin Qi in his hand, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

It's not surprising that it knows the own race, but it seems to have some understanding of Kang Jin's spirit.

That being the case, then arrest him and ask.

Ma San cried seeing Zhong Mu's appearance (Nuo Zhao) and found that this guy was not White Tiger's opponent at all.

So he decisively grabbed Ouyang Fu and Moda Thorn, and fled to Pan Snake City quickly.

At the same time, leave a sentence to Zhongmu.

"Great Zhongmu Ghost Emperor, Ma takes the first step, after you defeat White Tiger.

Just go to Pan Snake City and find Ma, and Ma will definitely send the three hundred children with both hands. "

Seeing Ma San crying who fled shamelessly, Zhongmu Guihuang was about to cry but had no tears.

Looking back at the frosty White Tiger, Zhongmu said weakly.

"Your Highness White Tiger, I'll help you capture that shameless sneak attacker, how about letting me go?"

White Tiger sneered.

"They're nothing but useless trash, and when they run away they run away.

But the deity is now very interested in some things you know. "

At this moment, Zhongmu wished he could slap himself a few times.

If I hadn't been greedy for those three hundred boys, I wouldn't have stepped out of the ghost gate and fallen into this situation.