The soul fog surged, changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only Yu Mo saw it at the foot of the mountain, but even the Crazy Knife stood at the entrance of the temple. 『→おKanshu Pavilion Free Serial Novel Reading Network ℃ww. la

The outside of the temple was pitch black, and the crazy sword widened his eyes and saw a little sign. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Has the formation been opened? Is it from the ghost world coming? I don't know who is coming. No matter who it is, I will attract him to the temple and hold him firmly."

The Mad Knife made up his mind.

Boom boom boom boom!

It was like thunder exploding over the top of the mountain, with a huge momentum.

The little rabbit was already scared and trembled. He lay at the foot of Kuangdao, tightly next to him, his eyes full of horror.

"It's coming!"

The crazy knife gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of solemnity. He was focused and ready to go.

Yu Mo was at the foot of the mountain, watching the pavilion master cast spells and formations.

The formation has been formed, and the huge hideous ghost head that has changed from the sky has opened its bloody mouth.

Wow!

A vague figure appeared in the mouth, as if he was struggling hard, trying to break free from the constraints, and came to this world with a swagger.

Yu Mo's eyelids twitched, restraining the panic in his heart, and staring at the figure straight.

He was not in a hurry to do something because he wanted to determine the other party's identity.

If he was the Lord of Fengdu City, he might not be able to stop it, and he would naturally think of a new way.

roar!

A roar came from his mouth.

Yu Mo pricked up his ears and was surprised to find that the roar was a little familiar. He had heard this sound a few days ago.

Then the other party's identity was about to emerge.

Black-robed ghost king!

To be honest, Yu Mo never thought it would be him. After all, he was deceived by Phoenix to come to Changheng Mountain and fell into the ghost world again.

Yu Mo always thought he was dead.

After all, he fell into the hands of the Lord of Fengdu City, and Yu Mo could not think of how he could survive in that situation.

Seeing that it was true, Yu Mo couldn't deny that he had really survived.

"Hmph! Your true body is dead, and I will be afraid of your clone. Besides, I still have the real Immortal Destroy Sword in my hand, which can still kill you!"

Yu Mo is not afraid.

Speaking of the Immortal Destroyer Sword, Yu Mo naturally remembered its backlash, which really made Yu Mo suffer.

Fortunately, he persisted later and killed the enemy with one sword, so he hurriedly put away the Immortal Destroy Sword and did not dare to use it easily anymore.

The Pavilion Master was excited when he saw the black-robed ghost king in the air.

All this he did was instructed by the Black-robed Ghost King, and the one he summoned was not the Lord of Fengdu City, but the Black-robed Ghost King.

This is something that the Lord of Fengdu City doesn't know.

The black-robed ghost king seemed to be working for the Lord of Fengdu City, but he had a lot of thoughts.

He privately ordered the Pavilion Master to summon him back in order to make trouble in the world, and to stay away from the Lord of Fengdu and reduce constraints.

Of course, he did not dare to betray the Lord of Fengdu City, but just gave in vain.

The Pavilion Master saw Yu Mo's strength and did not dare to really underestimate him.

Therefore, he needs the helper of the Black Robe Ghost King.

Both sides had their own thoughts and hit it off.

"Hahaha! I'm back!"

The black-robed ghost king smiled grimly in the air, and half of his body had broken free from his bloody mouth.

The Pavilion Master was guarding the mountain and looked up at the sky, and could not hide his excitement.

When Yu Mo saw the black-robed ghost king, he stopped giving the other party time.

Swish!

The blood blade flew up and turned into a sword light that soared into the sky.

The sword is like flying silk and everything is empty!

The blood blade turned into flying silk, and went straight into the sky, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The Pavilion Master saw this scene at a glance. Although he had never seen this sword technique, he recognized the Blood Blade.

His mind was beating wildly and he blurted out: "Yu Mo!"

He rolled his eyes and found Yu Mo, immediately locked him, and roared angrily: "Stop!"

Whoosh!

The Pavilion Master attacked as fast as lightning, and he immediately took Yu Mo's key point.

The blood blade had already escaped, turned into a thread of silk and flew away in the sky.

Yu Mo lost his magic weapon.

The Pavilion Master saw this and attacked rapidly. A blood mist blew out from him and swept towards Yu Mo.

Yu Mo raised his eyebrows, realizing the horror of the blood mist, and never waited for it to get close to him.

At the critical moment, the poison line flew out of Yu Mo's hand, trying to break through the opponent's blood mist.

However, as soon as the two sides contacted each other, the Pavilion Master discovered the poison line.

The blood mist is like a wall that cannot be broken through. It is impossible to imagine the poison line as silently as before.

"Hahaha, Yu Mo, you are all tricks of being a scammer. You can only bring shame to yourself in front of me." The Pavilion Master laughed wildly.

Yu Mo frowned and said, "Is that true?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he made up his mind.

Swish!

The light of the Qiankun Bag flashed, and a crystal box appeared in his hands.

The Pavilion Master looked at me disdainfully: "Don't think you can scare me by taking a box."

"Haha, I don't have any vision and don't know anything." Yu Mo shook his head and sneered.

The Pavilion Master was furious and had already arrived in front of Yu Mo, and blood mist immediately rushed over.

"Zheng!"

A loud and sharp sword sounded soaring into the sky.

boom!

Yu Mo held the sword in both hands, and his momentum was like a rainbow. He slashed out with one sword, relying entirely on the power of the Immortal Destroy Sword.

With a sword, the blood mist was divided into two, and then, like the wind stormed the remaining clouds, the blood mist was torn into pieces.

The Pavilion Master looked at this scene in horror. He did not recognize the Immortal Sword, but his mind was so fierce that he was frightened by the sudden threat of the gods.

"What kind of sword is this?"

He didn't know the Immortal Sword, but he could tell at a glance that it was not Yu Mo who caused such great power, but the sword in his hand.

"Immortal Destroyer!"

Yu Mo did not answer, but an angry voice came from the sky.

The black-robed ghost king also saw the Immortal Destroy Sword, and was really shocked and angry.

He is the clone of the Black-robed Ancestor, how could he not know about the Immortal Sword? Moreover, he has been coveting the Immortal Sword for a long time and has long wanted to take it into his pocket.

However, the Immortal Destroyer Sword will cause a backlash to him. After all, he is not his real body and cannot resist this backlash.

He could only covet it silently in his heart, and even imitate a sword of immortal destruction at any cost, which could not be compared with the real sword of immortal destruction.

Now, he saw that the Immortal Destroy Sword was right in front of him and fell into Yu Mo's hands. Yu Mo could control it at will, and the shock of the Black-robed Ghost King was imaginable.

"It turns out that the Immortal Destroy Sword was taken away by you. In this way, he was also attacked by your evil hands, right?" The black-robed ghost king asked angrily.

boom!

Blood Blade answered instead of Yu Mo.

The blood blade finally hit the target, and the bloody mouth in the air tore a huge crack open, trembling constantly, making it difficult to maintain the status quo.

The black-robed ghost king's roar immediately resounded throughout the night. He struggled hard, trying to speed up and come to this world.

How could Yu Mo do what he wished? Since the Immortal Destroy Sword has been unsheathed, he will naturally not return the sword to the sheath before it succeeds.

So, he picked up the Immortal Destroy Sword and soared into the air.

Swish!

Before the man arrived, the sword had already slashed over.

boom!

A sword flew out from the black-robed ghost king's hand, which was the fake Immortal Destroy Sword, with a brilliant sword, as if it was about to dye the dark night into daylight.

Two swords fighting each other.

The Immortal Sword flew back, but the fake Immortal Sword was broken and turned into pieces and fell into pieces.
Chapter completed!