Chapter 537

"That is……"

Su Chen was also shocked the moment he saw the ghost hand make a move.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of this ghost hand, it would not be easy for him to attack Du Tong.

Who will help him?

"Tsk tsk..."

Under the ground, a black shadow floated faintly, and gradually condensed into the appearance of Si Ming.

It's him!

Si Ming looked at Du Tong who was lying in a pool of blood, and said with a sneer, "Du, you can't do it, go back and rest!"

After finishing speaking, Si Ming shot out a dark light, which directly shattered Du Tong's talisman. With a flash of thunder, Du Tong, who was full of shock and astonishment, was teleported away.

"Si Ming has appeared!"

"What's going on, Si Ming actually eliminated Du Tong with the help of Wu Yanzu, could it be that he and Wu Yanzu formed an alliance?"

"I don't know, Si Ming's behavior is weird and changeable, no one can guess his thoughts."

Swish!

After the black phoenix rolled, Si Ming appeared in front of Su Chen in an instant.

"I hope you can persist for a while longer than Du Tong." Si Ming raised a playful smile, his body suddenly disintegrated into a black mist, stretched out hundreds of long black hands from the black mist, and raised his sharp hands. The claws tore towards Su Chen.

"burst!"

The pure yang fire burst out from Su Chen's body, and the heat wave eroded, directly burning all the ghost hands to ashes.

"Roar!"

The enraged Zhulong also rushed towards Su Chen at the same time.

There is Si Ming in front and Zhulong in the back, the situation is very unfavorable for Su Chen.

But Su Chen's expression did not fluctuate at all, he was neither happy nor sad, a flash appeared on Zhulong's body again, and with a full blow, he knocked Zhulong down again.

"hiss……"

"This guy's strength is too abnormal. Such a powerful beast like Zhulong was hanged and beaten by him."

"Brother is so handsome!"

"See, this is the strength of our first suzerain of all ages."

"Anyone who wants to join the first case of the ages should sign up quickly."

"The first case in all ages? Such a domineering name, but why haven't I heard of it before?"

"New sect, join now, you are all veterans."

"cut……"

"Let's go and play!"

"If Wu Yanzu can defeat Zhulong and Siming, I really want to join this first sect in the ages."

Just when Tieniu and the others took the opportunity to advertise the first Wangu case, Su Chen had already confronted Si Ming several times.

Si Ming's figure is illusory, and every attack is very tricky, making it impossible for Su Chen to defend against him. However, with his powerful strength, Su Chen is not afraid at all. No matter what method Si Ming uses to sneak attack, he can only strike back with one move.

One punch breaks everything!

No matter how powerful your means are, as long as you can't withstand the power of my punch, it's useless.

"It's very lively, take me to play."

Just as the battle was in full swing, a white-haired boy suddenly appeared on Zhulong's body.

Su Chen swept over with an identification technique.

"Mo Chong: A descendant of a saint."

He is actually a descendant of a saint!

Si Ming's figure appeared again, and he stretched out a ghostly hand to grab Mo Chong.

With a casual blow, Mo Chong scattered all the ghost hands, and said with a smile: "Si Ming, stop hiding, take out your real body, some ghosts can't deal with me."

"Oh? Really?"

Si Ming's figure suddenly appeared behind Mo Chong, and his black ghost claws were drawn out.

Mo Chong was hit by Si Ming's attack, and he jumped out, as if he fell hard.

so weak?

No, Su Chen clearly noticed that although Mo Chong received a solid blow, it seemed that he was seriously injured, but at the moment of injury, Mo Chong's aura not only did not weaken, but increased a lot.

Will it become stronger after being injured?

Could this be the bloodline of the legendary Immortal Xiaoqiang?

Although Su Chen didn't know if there was a saint surnamed Mo in Xuanyuan Continent, Mo Chong's physique reminded him of someone.

The ancient sage Joe is not dead!

This is a saint who appeared on the Xuanyuan Continent 20,000 years ago. It is rumored that this person has a very powerful immortal body. Vitality, consume the opponent alive.

Ye Beibei's inheritance of immortality seems to be related to the special physique of this ancient saint.

If this Mo Chong is really the descendant of that saint's blood, then he and Su Chen are considered destined, after all, Su Chen also inherited the inheritance of immortality.

"Roar!"

Zhulong roared again, and the huge dragon tail suddenly swept towards Mo Chong.

As an ancient ferocious beast, Candle Dragon has been deflated one after another. It has accumulated a lot of anger, and now it has gone completely mad. No matter what target it sees, it will attack to death.

Su Chen's expression changed, and a teleportation appeared next to Mo Chong, raising the Haoshi shield to help him block the candle dragon's attack.

Mo Chong glanced at Su Chen in surprise, and said, "You want me to help you deal with Siming? Sorry, I'm not his opponent, I'm just here to join in the fun."

Mo Chong spat out blood and said, his temperament is straightforward.

Su Chen smiled slightly: "To deal with a mere Siming, I don't need the help of others."

"If you have courage, I will leave it to you."

Seeing Si Ming stepping on the black clouds rolling towards him, Mo Chong just ran away.

Su Chen was ashamed, so why did this guy fall to the ground? Are you kidding me?

"Boy, you are too arrogant!" Si Ming spewed black air behind him, and rushed towards Su Chen at an extremely fast speed, his face full of murderous aura.

With a blank expression on his face, Su Chen clasped the Haoshi shield with his backhand, and patted Si Ming head-on.

Si Ming was directly photographed as a black mist dispersed on the ground.

But at this moment, a dark light attacked from behind Su Chen again.

Su Chen spread his wings, and the flames of the pure sun burst out like a waterfall, directly covering a radius of several hundred meters in a fiery sea of ​​flames.

The pure yang flames condensed by the Nine Yang Zhenjue have a strong killing effect on ghosts with yin attributes.

Si Ming didn't dare to touch him head-on, and quickly backed away with a flash of his figure.

"Tsk..."

An irritable look appeared on Si Ming's face, and he said coldly: "It seems that we can't make small troubles with you anymore."

As soon as the words fell, clouds of dark green mist enveloped Si Ming's body, as if forming armor, and turned into a dark green fangs ghost, covering Si Ming.

"Appeared, Si Ming's ghost possessed!"

"What a terrible breath, this is definitely a top-level ghost."

"I feel the breath of Hades!"

Su Chen also frowned deeply.

It is rumored that Si Ming can control more than a hundred ghosts at the same time, but now only one possesses such terrifying power. It seems that he still underestimated Si Ming's power.

Fangfang Ligui chattered and laughed strangely: "Tremble, mortal, there is only one end for going against me, Si Ming, and that is doom! It's still too late to kneel down and beg for mercy, or I will let you know who you can't afford! "