Chapter 332 (1/2)

”Ring bell...”

At this time, the ghost took out a small golden bell from his body and shook it gently.

”No, what the hell is this?” Nangong Zheng and others were shocked. When the bell rang, they only felt that the Yin Qi around them was getting worse. There was also the sound of crying and howling, which was mixed with the soft voice of babies and women, which was extremely strange on the night of killing.

What surprised them even more was that it seemed to be fogging. It was black fog, which filled up and could not see clearly. It seems that they want to separate the people. Everyone feels that they have to fight alone. These elite dragon spirits are as brave as tigers, which makes them feel angry.

”If you two kill each other happily, then you two can be treated. Hey.”

A bloody spear appeared from the black fog and directly attacked Nangong Zhenghe and Mo Shaofeng. The ghost old man knew that Luo Tian and Jin Linglong were powerful and did not dare to be tough, so he wanted to use Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng to attack the ghost.

The bloody spear, with a strong smell of death, stabbed Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng very quickly.

”No, hide.” Nangong Zheng screamed in a strange voice. Although he was brave, he was not brave enough. The other side put too much pressure on him. Although it was only a small gap, the gap in strength was not a little bit. The two men did not dare to take on such a fierce attack. Mo Shaofeng rolled away in a panic.

And Nangong regular was a swift and swift body, but this bloody spear, like a shadow, actually locked him in Nangong Zheng.

”Damn it, the tiger doesn't get angry. If I'm a sick cat, I can't do it.” Nangong couldn't help swearing and biting his teeth, the dragon soul dagger met him.

”Nangong, no, back off.” When he saw Nangong Zheng meet him, he was surprised. He bit his teeth and attacked him from behind. He wanted to attack him from the back.

”Bang...” GUI Lao didn't look at it. With a palm of his back hand, Zhenli vomited wildly. He knocked Mo Shaofeng to the ground, but the blood spear still stabbed at Nangong.

”When” sound, metal percussion sound sounded, Nangong Zheng's dagger was knocked to fly, only feel the whole right arm numb pain.

Only once, he was shocked, but the spear was not changed and hit Nangong Zheng's throat.

Seeing the bloody spear point magnifying in his pupil, the ghost old man's pride grew stronger. Nangong Zheng's heart suddenly cooled and thought to himself, ”it's over. I didn't expect Nangong to die here!” That kind of strong pressure and speed, he could not dodge at all. He felt that his death was so close to him.

”Move my brother, do I agree?”

At this time, a very cold voice came, cold to the bones of people, not from Luotian, but jinlinglong.

In the black fog, a silver exquisite gun broke through the air raid, like a silver snake, as fast as lightning. It directly hit the bloody spear and deflected its direction. However, Nangong Zheng's throat was scratched a little, and he could not help but scream that it was dangerous. If he went one inch further, his own life was really over.

Looking at Jin Linglong like a demon girl, Nangong Zheng was deeply moved and had a lot of feelings in her heart. The woman beat and scolded herself in the dragon spirit, but she didn't like her at all. However, what she said just now: ”treat yourself as a brother, this...”

Nangong is standing there stupidly, and her view of Jin Linglong begins to change.

”A waste at the later stage of entering the house dares to brag in front of me. He really doesn't know how to live or die.” Jin Linglong drank coldly and waved Linglong. Several silver spearflowers suddenly appeared and attacked the ghost old man.

”Not good!” Ghost old man's face changed greatly. He knew that Jin Linglong's strength was extraordinary. However, after this fight, he knew how terrible it was. The silver and white Linglong gun and the spearflower in his arm seemed to disperse the black fog, and pressed it straight, making him feel the pressure like a mountain.

”Master of entering the saint, you have reached the realm of entering the saint?” The old ghost lost his voice and cried out. With his bloody appearance, the crossbar, and a click, the old ghost knelt down on one knee. The hard stone slab under the ground actually cracked like a spider's web, and his arms were numb. He didn't listen to him.

”No, that was ten years ago.” Jin Linglong Ao ran, silver gun like a dragon, stabbed at this person's throat.