The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"Boom" there was a loud noise.

A barrier in the sky fell instantly, re-shrouding the scattered ghostly air.

As the nether air was re-shrouded, the blue light began to shrink quickly, and in an instant, the nether air was shrunk into a fist-sized bead.

Watching this scene, Monkey King's face was full of curiosity, and he asked, "Is it over?"

I saw that Zhang Liao shook his head, and then slowly said, "No, this Nether Qi has only accumulated so much. The source of the leak has not been found, and the Nether Qi is emitted."

After speaking, I saw that Zhang Liaoyao pointed towards the valley, and indeed there was still a lot of ghostly air remaining.

Just here, the sound of rumbling chariots and horses suddenly came from the valley, which instantly attracted the attention of the three.

Looking towards the valley, I saw several green rays flashing in the dark valley, and then I saw several horses with green flames on their bodies walking out with a cart.

Looking at the horses, Huo Qubing narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a chuckle: "Sure enough, it comes from Netherworld, and there are even green flame horses. I look down on this one."

The green flame horse is a unique animal in the Netherworld. It is extremely rare. It is even rare in the Netherworld. There are six horses in front of the cart alone, which shows that the opponent's pomp is huge.

Watching this scene coldly, I saw that Huo Qubing waved a single hand, and a spear appeared in the air. With Huo Qubing's wrist moved, the spear instantly sank in front of the green flame horse.

The sudden appearance of the spear caused the carriage to stop in an instant, and Huo Qubing said coldly: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, come out!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was no response in the carriage, as if there was no one.

However, Zhang Liao and Huo Qubing still stared at the carriage motionlessly, even Monkey King could feel the lifelessness in each other.

"Ahem~"

A soft cough sounded, and Zhang Liao's brows frowned, but they didn't do anything, just staring at the other side's carriage motionless.

"My son is hiding in the mortal world and can't escape until he's dead?"

"It's nothing more than greedy. If you don't covet the scriptures, why would you become like this?"

Huo Qubing sneered, then with a swipe of his wrist, he retracted the spear that had been shot out earlier.

Looking at the carriage coldly, Huo Qubing pointed his spear at the carriage, and said with a cold voice, "Who are you?"

"The poet chanting by the Nether River, the puppet is with his body to control his left and right."

"General, did you forget this son so quickly?"

As soon as the voice fell, Na Huo Qubing's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the carriage in surprise: "Ghost son?"

Hearing Huo Qubing's identification of the other party, Zhang Liao's face changed slightly, only Sun Wukong's face was blank.

"What is the origin of this ghost boy?"

Zhang Liao frowned and said: "Huangquan Wanli, one of the palaces is located on the bank of Huangquan, among them there is a master of Daluo Jinxian who is a ghost practicer. Earlier, he was called a poet of chanting by the river of Huangquan. The nickname."

"Awesome?"

Zhang Liao shook his head, frowned and said: "This person has a lot of tricks, but he was killed by General Huo back then. Why did he appear here?"

Hearing that this person had been killed by Huo Qubing, Monkey King suddenly changed his face and said, "Then what is this thing here?"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the carriage door curtain was opened by an extremely pale hand, and then I saw a thin figure in a black robe walking out of the carriage.

As soon as the man raised his head, he saw that the black-robed man had half a mask on his face, half covering his face, and there was no spiritual fluctuation on his body, like a corpse, but even his breath was weak. , As if you can kill the other party if you run into it.

Looking at the man who came out, Monkey King asked with some doubts: "Is this what you said about the ghost son?"

Zhang Liao nodded, then shook his head again, obviously not knowing what to say.

"General Huo, are you surprised that the person who should have died is not dead?"

The ghost boy said a word, only to see that Huo Qubing's brows became more and more tight.

"You should have died back then!"

"Thank you for the fire, if it wasn't for the fire to cover up, how could I escape?"

With that said, Gui Gongzi raised his hand and stroked Lu Yanma's body, and Huo Qubing was taken aback.

"You escaped by the green flame horse?"

"Netherworld has a horse, and its name is Green Flame. It can escape from the fire, and its tracks are hard to find."

Hearing this, Huo Qubing's face sank, and then he knew how the ghost boy in front of him had escaped.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Huo Qu Bing said with a cold voice: "If this is the case, then I will kill you again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the spear in Huo Qubing's hand was thrown out.

The ghost boy stood still on the spot, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, a black light lit up in front of him, and the spear was blocked in the blink of an eye.

"Om~"

A deep voice sounded, and light continued to spread from the tip of the gun. Watching this scene, Huo Qubing stepped forward, and his power was instantly suppressed.

Gui Gongzi's face changed suddenly, obviously not expecting Huo Qubing to do this.

In the next second, countless sharp spikes appeared behind Gui Gongzi, and almost shot at Huo Qu Bing without stopping.

Huo Qubing's body was stagnated by the killing intent and death, and the white light flashed on his body, causing Na Li Ting to stop instantly.

"Humph!"

He only heard a cold snort from Huo Qubing, and then countless rays of light were released, which actually eroded the sharp thorns.

Gui Gongzi's face suddenly became difficult to look.

Originally thought that after so many years of cultivating, he was able to distinguish himself from Huo Qubing. Who knew that instead of keeping a tie, he was still being pressed and beaten by the opponent. This feeling really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The cold light in his eyes surged, and the ghostly power on the ghost suddenly became violent.

In the valley, countless boulders began to tremble slightly, and the eyes of the ghost boy had turned pure black, as if they had no eyes, and looked terrifying.

A black light from the back gradually condensed, forming the appearance of a villain, and then quickly turned into a streamer and shot out.

I saw the black light steadily stop in the air, and then I saw countless boulders rushing towards the black light.

There were constantly boulders colliding with each other, and in an instant, a huge stone man appeared behind Gui Gongzi.

I saw that countless boulders were squeezed and shaped on the stone. After a while, I saw the green light flashing in the cracks of the stone.

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