Martial Gods

Xiao Chen looked sideways slightly, secretly Lin Feng had already guessed it.

He made no denial.

Even denying it is not convincing.

I see.

The head of the Huntian Regiment said in horror: "The blood of the ghost king? You mean the blood of the ghost king? The ghost king is the king of the entire ghost clan.

"My God, there is a drop of ghost king blood flowing in this kid!?"

"Then isn't he a family member!?"

Familiar, different from the human race that can withstand the energy of ghosts, is also a kind of half-human and half-ghost that is successfully transformed after the ghost powers donate blood and essence.

Lin Feng sneered: "It seems that I have underestimated you guys, I always thought that you didn't know anything about the ghost clan. I barely heard about it, but I didn't expect to know how the clan was born!"

A layer of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the head of the Huntian Regiment.

Forcing a sneer, he responded: "If I don't use this method to let you relax your vigilance, how can I get this ghost weapon and master it skillfully?"

Say it.

His eyes fell back to Xiao Chen.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"You are the pure ghost energy! No wonder my ring can't absorb it, probably because the purity is too high, even higher than the ghost can swallow!"

"but!"

"If you get the ghost energy in your body..."

"Maybe the blood of the ghost king can be extracted from your body!"

"A drop of the ghost king's blood is difficult for the ten emperors to suppress. Obtaining the ghost king's blood is equivalent to gaining the approval of the ghost king, and it is even more equivalent to obtaining the qualification to be stronger than the human race emperor in the future!"

"Kid, give it to me!" The head of the Huntian regiment had scarlet eyes, obviously full of desire to occupy the blood of the ghost king.

Just when Xiao Chen was about to push him back, a series of messages suddenly appeared in his mind.

For a moment, the head of the Huntian Regiment had already appeared in front of him.

"boom!"

Fortunately, Xiao Chen's reaction was very quick, and he received a violent attack with his backhand. The fists met several times. Although there were some signs of being knocked back, he was not injured.

And the members of the haunted group looked at the head of the fierce offensive, and they all showed joy.

"That's great, our regiment leader is gradually gaining the upper hand. As long as we find the opportunity to hit that kid named Xiao Chen hard, we should be able to end this battle!"

"Hey, how can a good thing like the blood of the ghost king be left in the hands of a little-known kid!? Only our regiment leader is worthy of it!"

"This son killed Wang Yidao and Yefeng of our Heavenly Regiment. Even if there is no ghost king's blood in his body, we can't let him go. After the regiment leader takes the ghost king's blood from his body, Laozi must take his corpse. Drink!"

"boom!"

Just when the discussion was raging, the head of the Huntian Regiment was suddenly pushed back by Xiao Chen while he had the upper hand.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

I have absolutely no idea what just happened.

"Captain, are you okay?"

"Do your eyes grow on your butt!? Can't you judge for yourself whether Laozi's condition is good or not!?"

Obviously, he's not doing well.

Xiao Chen's punch just now happened to hit his left cheek.

The head of the Huntian Regiment only felt that his chin was about to be smashed by his punch.

"Good boy, it seems that you don't cry without seeing the coffin, forcing me to kill you with all my strength!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The head of the troupe didn't expect Xiao Chen to be so difficult to deal with. He was obviously similar in strength to himself, but as a result, he always found an opportunity to counterattack at critical moments!

"Blood Dragon Holy Body!"

"Setting Sun Fire Flood Dragon Body!"

With the physical energy wrapped around the body, the Dajiao Dharma body shrouded the head of the Huntian Regiment.

Regarding the Panlong Sacred Body, Xiao Chen had come into contact with it, and Wang Cong, a disciple of the Poison Sect, had awakened to such a physique, ranking 64th in the top 100 physiques, and there was nothing scary about it.

As for the body of the Setting Sun Fire Flood Dragon, it is naturally formed by refining the essence and blood of a spirit beast called the Setting Sun Flood Dragon. From a close look, the scales on its body seem to be on fire. From a distance, the fire position of the scales seems to be incomplete. a little sun.

"Kid, even Lin Feng didn't ask me to show my true skills. I didn't expect that you would be forced out of your physique and Dharma body. Now, if you're not dead, you can't justify it!?" said.

More and more information popped up in Xiao Chen's mind, from fragmented fragments to a complete picture.

Just like the picture that appeared in his mind when he was in front of the ruins gate, what he saw was the first perspective of the ghost king.

Therefore, Xiao Chen couldn't see the appearance and outline of the ghost king, but he could see the amazing picture of him flicking his finger and the energy pouring into his body.

"Maybe give it a try!"

Xiao Chen came back to his senses and looked at the ghost energy that burned on the head of the chaotic group and the giant Dharma. He learned the posture of the ghost king and flicked the energy lightly.

"Buzz!"

A mysterious but invisible wave of air shook out of him.

The air in this space suddenly felt as if it had been imprisoned.

The head of the Huntian Regiment had the most direct feeling. For a moment, when he didn't react at all, he couldn't move at all, only his eyes could barely move.

Cold sweat poured down, he was stunned by the sudden feeling.

The Xiao Chen in his eyes exuded an astonishing aura, a feeling that made him unable to lift his head and be at the mercy of him.

But in the eyes of others, Xiao Chen is no different from just now.

"What's the matter, I can't breathe!"

asphyxia!

Let the head of the Huntian Regiment drool and become incontinent.

The legal body collapsed with a bang.

The physical energy is like the flames that have been extinguished, and there is no movement.

Sudden.

The ghost energy in the head of the Huntian Group broke out from eight directions and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

It is like a river flowing into the sea.

Soon, the ghost weapon in his hand let out bursts of mournful screams as if he possessed spiritual wisdom.

It shattered into pieces with a snap.

Xiao Chen's voice came suddenly.

"I accept these ghost energy rudely."

"call!"

"call!"

The ghost energy gathered from the head of the Huntian Group entered Xiao Chen's body at once. However, for him who has the blood of the ghost king, these impure energies are gathered together, and they can hardly feel the slightest bit. The change.

"Kakkaka!"

"boom!"

Another muffled sound came.

The body of the head of the haunting regiment continued to expand and crack, and finally exploded into a blood fog!

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