A brick into the fairyland

A golden whirlwind swept over and landed on the ground, spitting out Zhuge, Fei'er and the others.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were attracted by him, and they all showed shock.They are not dead yet.

"It's them!" The black-armored ghost cultivator shouted.

Both the ghost cultivator with the black sword and the ghost cultivator with the big knife were attracted by Zhuge Buliang and the others, and the ghost cultivators around were also surprised.

"It's a miracle that they haven't died yet. After entering the golden light for more than five days, they can still come out alive." [

"So powerful, are they really strong people who have come out of purgatory?"

"Are you that stranger?" The ghost cultivator with the black sword on his back came up, the armor on his body made a "clanging sound", under the helmet, a pair of blue eyes stared at Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang glanced at the black-armored ghost cultivator, and understood that these people must be his rescuers.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows.

"I am the ghost king who sits down to the right." The ghost cultivator with a black sword on his back said, took a step forward, and said, "I don't care how you came to the eighteenth level of hell, you devoured the ghost cultivator as a stranger. , broke the balance of the [-]th floor of hell, I want to kill you on behalf of Lord Ghost King."

Zhuge Buliang frowned slightly, the little ginseng fruit had jumped onto his shoulder, and whispered something in Zhuge Buliang's ear.

Zhuge Budian nodded, with a tyrannical aura overflowing from his body, he said: "Is it up to you? Maybe your ghost king is okay."

"What are you talking about! How courageous!" the Ghost King Right Envoy shouted.

"Your Majesty, kill these strangers!" the black-armored ghost cultivator yelled.

The ghost cultivators watching around were bustling with each other, pointing and pointing.

Not far away, the ghost cultivator with a big knife on his back was silent, as if meditating on something.

"The tone is not small, I will kill you on behalf of the ghost king!" The ghost king's right envoy drank heavily, and the four black swords suddenly came out of their sheaths, bringing out a sharp sword intent, just like four black dragons going out to sea.

The two black swords were held in the hands of the right envoy of the ghost king, while the other two were suspended above the head of the right envoy of the ghost king.

With a slight smile on the corner of Zhuge Buliang's mouth, he stood with his hands behind his back: "Little monkey, I don't care about this kind of character, you go and deal with him."

The monkey "Zhizhi" gave two strange squeaks, and said in dissatisfaction, "Idiot, I'm your senior brother, how can you order me?"

"If you tell you to go, you will go. There is so much nonsense." The little ginseng fruit was a monkey, and the monkey looked at each other, eyes rolling around.

The monkey seemed to understand what Zhuge Buliang and Xiaorenshenguo meant, and nodded his head reluctantly, but still walked up with the iron rod on his shoulders.

"Are you a bastard?" The ghost king made a contemptuous voice, not paying attention to the monkey at all.

"Bastard bastard, I want you to see how powerful your little grandpa is soon." After the monkey learned the human language, it learned nothing else but the mantra of the monkey skull. [

"Boom!" A black stick shot up into the air, like a black mountain range, pressing towards the ghost king's right envoy.

The right envoy of the ghost king was taken aback, he didn't expect a monkey that seemed ordinary to have such strength.The two black swords on the top of the head rushed out, turned into two black dragons, and faced the "mountain" that was pressing down from the sky.

"boom!"

The black dragon collided with the black mountain range, and the two flew backwards from each other.The mountains turned into iron rods and returned to the monkey's hands.

And the right envoy of the ghost king stepped back a few steps.

The hair on the monkey's body is like a golden flame, and the third eye on the forehead is golden. "Squeak!" With a strange cry, the monkey rushed into the air, turned somersault, and pointed the iron rod at the ghost king's right envoy.

"Clang!" The ghost king slashed out two black swords from the right, and the jet-black sword light burst out, fighting with the monkey.

A black shadow and a golden shadow crisscrossed each other, fighting fiercely.

The two black swords turned into two long dragons and flew out, and the black iron rods crushed the void, dancing around.

"Boom!"

In the middle of the air, he seemed to think of the doomsday punishment.Many onlookers retreated one after another.

The right envoy of the ghost king combined the two black swords in his hand, turned into a black dragon and rushed towards the monkey.

"boom!"

The black stick smashed into the air and hit the black dragon. The black dragon roared and almost fell from mid-air. The ferocious dragon's head opened its bloody mouth and bit the gray-haired monkey.

But at this moment, a golden light flew from the golden light zone and shot into the monkey's third eye. The monkey suddenly burst out with golden light, and the light turned into a golden roc, fluttering its wings and flying high.

The golden roc neighed, its wings were like golden knives, and its sharp claws seemed to be able to shatter heaven and earth, tearing towards the black dragon.

All the ghost cultivators were astonished, no one knew why the monkey suddenly turned into a Tianpeng.Since ancient times, the Peng class has been the nemesis of the Jiaolong clan.Only Zhuge Buliang and the others knew in their hearts that the golden light that flew over just now must have been shot by the monkey skull, causing the little monkey to activate the first transformation of 72 transformations.

There are many types of 72 variations, among which the first variation is birds.

And the little monkey just chose to become the nemesis of the dragons, Tianpeng.

In the distance, a dozen or so ghost cultivators in black robes and sickles were standing together, one of them said in a low voice: "These strangers seem to have some skills, should we help the ghost king to make them right?"

Another black-robed ghost cultivator shook his head and said, "These strangers are very mysterious, especially that man, whose strength cannot be seen through at all. We'd better not act rashly."

"I heard that they came from purgatory, is it the same as Her Lady Queen?"[

"Report to Her Lady Queen after returning, maybe she knows the origins of these strangers."

"boom!"

The scales on the black dragon fell off, fell from mid-air, and hit the ground with a bang.The body of the black dragon melted away and became itself.At this moment, the black armor on Ghost King Youshi's body has obvious cracks, and the helmet has disappeared, revealing a man with black hair.

The ghost king's right envoy spat out blood, let out a deep roar, and once again swung four black swords to kill the monkey.

At this time, the monkey also returned to its original body. It got a big purple-gold gourd from nowhere, and the purple-gold gourd was enlarged out of thin air, and it was as big as a millstone.

This big purple-gold gourd was snatched by the monkey from a cultivator in Tianchi.

"puff!"

Purple flames spurted out from the mouth of the gourd, sweeping towards the ghost king.

"What!" The ghost king's right envoy exclaimed, the flames are what ghost cultivators fear most, not to mention the purple flames, which contain a trace of chaotic power.Even the power of chaos like a strand of hair is enough to make ordinary flames hundreds of times more terrifying.

"what!"

The ghost king's right envoy screamed, and was instantly enveloped by his purple flames.

The sound of "squeaking" sounded, and light black smoke emerged from the body of the ghost king's right envoy, who was steaming with black air, trying to get rid of the chasing seat of the purple flame.

But the purple flames came overwhelmingly, trying to completely engulf the ghost king right envoy.

Zhuge Buliang frowned, secretly thought it was bad, this dead monkey seemed to be overplaying, if he killed the right envoy of the ghost king, his plan with the little ginseng fruit would be ruined.

At this time, the ghost cultivator who had been silent and still carrying a big knife suddenly soared into the sky. The two big knives were unsheathed, and a violent gust of wind swayed, blocking the purple flame. At the same time, he grabbed the ghost king with his right hand. so that he brought it to his side.

"Thank you." Ghost King Youshi glanced at him gratefully.

"Hey, who are you?" the monkey shouted in mid-air, carrying an iron rod and carrying its own big gourd.

"I am the left envoy of the ghost king sitting down." The ghost with the sword on his back said.