Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"Hahaha, stinky boy, since I was injured by your Firebird last time, I have drawn a magic array on the inside of these ghost masks to prevent fire attack."

The Samurai Warrior with a dark face laughed proudly at this moment: Although you surrounded me with these flames, I could take them out in a matter of tens of seconds, and then I would finish your life by myself! "

"Well, why can't the flame help you for the time being?" Guan Heng's mouth suddenly showed an invisible sneer: "That's right, I can try my new tricks ..."

"Poisonous Dragon!" Guan Hengyun whispered, "Let's fly up into the air!"

The flying winged poison dragon, which had been waiting for a long time, screamed to spread its wings, and suddenly swung the gate directly above the burning flame circle!

"Although this trick has been practiced in secret, it is the first time it has been used officially." Guan transversely sneered: "Ghost face armor, you can experience its power!"

"Yeah!" Suddenly a half-turned black iron stick turned out in Guan Heng's hand, and he shouted and threw it straight down. "Slap!" He nailed to the ground in the middle of the circle of flames. Then, Guan Heng threw his hands up and down, "Snatching and snatching!" The black iron wood cone with four handles was immediately nailed to the four corners of the northeast and southeast!

"Uh uh ..." On the back of Flying Wing Dragon, Guan Heng suddenly raised his head. He closed his eyes slightly and whispered, "Elfs inhabiting the clouds and scattered in every corner! Please listen to my call and Command ... Yu Yun! Let's get together! "Suddenly, Guan Heng raised his hands over his head!

This mantra was activated, and in a short time, he turned off the magical power and physical strength stored in his whole body, and took away nearly one-half. "Hoo!" It's almost exhausting, and I'm improving now. "

But when I saw Guan Heng's head, the rumbling sound slowly sounded, and suddenly it was dark. There was a large cloud suddenly in the clear and cloudless sky just now. Guan Heng murmured: "This is the nature of the elves that I obtained before In magic-Rain Cloud summons the spell, and at first I thought it was just a chicken rib magic. "

"But in my hand, I now have a black ironwood staff and a wooden cone that can lead to the sky mine." Guan Heng looked at the four ghost face armor surrounded by the flame circle below, and smiled lightly: "You guys, just taste it Taste the splits! "

"The Five-Party Lightning Curse! Fall--"

"Boom boom boom boom!" As Guan Heng shouted, the thunder of five buckets suddenly rushed out of the clouds, smashing into the circle of flames on the ground, these lightning strikes were unbiased and fell in the middle of the black Iron sticks and wooden cones in four directions!

"Bang, bang, crack, crack!" How powerful Tian Lei's power was, and the ghost-faced warrior in the ring of fire gave a terrifying roar: "Uh-ah-ah-"

"Hey, wow ..." After the three purple, beige and crimson armors were struck by lightning, they suddenly cracked and shattered, and the black gas of a large demon field drifted out, completely exposed to the flames, listening only to the black gas The crickets grilled by the flames blared, and most of them disappeared in an instant!

"Not good, as soon as the black gas disappears, I also ..." The black ghost warrior secretly grieved. Although he was also struck by lightning, he finally managed to hold it for a round. Fortunately, he was not smashed on the spot, but Jiayu Numerous cracks appeared in the area struck by lightning, and they were about to collapse.

Helplessly, the warrior with ghost face armor immediately sucked the other black gas into his armor, barely making up for the damage of the armor. At this moment, after the thunderous cloud fell from the sky, it gradually dispersed and exposed the sunny sunlight.

"Alas." Guan Heng sighed in a sigh: The five-party lightning spell can still only issue one round or five lightning strikes, because the rain clouds summoned by the magic are still too weak and easy to dissipate! "

"However, the power of this lightning strike is okay, at least it smashed the three ghost-faced puppets. It was a natural magic capable of controlling weather changes." Guan Heng watched the shaky ghost-faced armor warrior still struggling in the fire and couldn't help it. Slightly jaw head: "It's time to clean up the body!"

"Huh! Bone!" After being struck by five strokes and seven wounds by a lightning strike, the warrior with a face mask saw the fire slightly diminished. He rolled forward one by one, and finally fled out of the circle of flames, crawled up, and pulled his leg forward. flee.

"Huh, you don't want to slip away again this time!" Guan Heng patted the Flying Wyrm Dragon: "Follow him, don't let the ghost-faced samurai run away!"

"You must clean up this scourge today, otherwise it will be a trouble in the future." Thinking of this, Guan Hengyun picked up the levitation technique and took the black iron wooden staff and the four-handed wood cone nailed to the ground!

In fact, Guan Heng had another plan in his mind. The ghost-face armor warrior armor had a large amount of pure magic black gas. This is all the nutrients needed by the evil pupil monster sword. Take out the ghost face armor and let the evil pupil monster sword exhaust the black gas. This is a rare battle benefit, so you can't easily let go of the ghost face armor!

"Abominable, what kind of resentment does this kid have against me? He chases me dead!" Ghost Mask Samurai fled, and he glanced behind him, seeing that the Flying Wyrm Dragon was chasing menacingly from mid-air, and suddenly became angry with smoke: "If it weren't for Laozi's urgent work in the town of Jiaxia, I really want to fight with you!"

In desperation, the ghost-faced samurai thought of reinventing his skills. He used a short-range teleportation scroll in Guandu ’s tunnel in order to get rid of Guan Heng. There is only one thing left on him. Today, I don't care so much to escape again!

The running warrior with ghost face armor just made up his mind to slip away, but didn't notice a white-bearded old man drilled beside the side woods. The old man muttered: "It was so lively just now, so my old man came to stretch out hand!"

"Oh!" The old man threw out the scroll that had been prepared for a long time, and slammed in front of the ghost-faced samurai feet: "Oh, sludge ... start!"

"嘭 ——" The scroll burst into a surge of energy in an instant, and for a moment, it turned a dozen meters of surrounding area into a wet mud swamp.

"Eh ?!" The ghost-faced samurai caught off guard and stepped in with a kick. It was a bit difficult to stand up again. The ghost-faced warrior was so angry that he shouted, "Well, who attacked Laozi?" At the exit, he also caught a glimpse of the white-bearded old man Heinz hiding under a tree and covering his mouth and smirking.

"Mixed ball, Lao Tzu went to Gasha Town just to find your obscurity. I didn't expect you to provoke me first!" The outraged ghost-faced armor warrior roared, and the black gas in his armour suddenly burst into a black The big hands formed by the mist, yanked outward, pulling himself out of the mud!

—— [Fourth more in 2016.2.13, good evening everyone, Lao Sha continued to ask for Tibetan mastiff | ｀ O ′ | ┛ 嗷 ~~】 ——

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