Chapter 30 The Powerful Ghost King

After searching the mountainside for a while and not finding any ghosts, Meng Zijing began to doubt whether her guess was correct.

However, the three of them continued to go up the mountain road.

Step by step, the three of them walked very carefully, especially Meng Zijing who was at the front, who was always highly focused.

Suddenly, a palm gently patted her shoulder, almost scaring her soul away.

Meng Zijing turned her head and met Liu Mang's gaze. Just as she was about to ask what was going on, she saw Liu Mang pointing behind her.

Meng Zijing looked behind her and saw the coward circling around Li Hao crazily, looking so scared that his soul was almost gone.

Obviously, there was a big terror nearby.

Meng Zijing said nothing and directly showed the blue spiritual light array, and Meng Po stood beside her with a cane.

Liu Mang also lit up the spiritual light array, and the gate of the underworld appeared. This time, the two ghosts, Black and White Impermanence, were summoned.

This is the hinterland of Kushui Mountain after all, and it must be more dangerous than the foot of the mountain. Besides, the reaction of the coward has already explained everything.

Let the Black and White Impermanence protect you first, and if the situation is not good, then ask the Ox-Head and Horse-Face.

However, Liu Mang and Meng Zijing circled around the spot and observed carefully, but did not find any danger.

Meng Zijing had to poke the coward: "Which way?"

The coward did not respond at first, and still circled around Li Hao, trying to get back into the white spiritual light array, until Li Hao got angry and knocked on his hood with his hand, and the coward tremblingly pointed in a direction.

Liu Mang quickly shifted his sight, but only saw a lonely tree growing on the other side of the cliff.

Meng Zijing thought for a while and said decisively: "Meng Po and I will go over to take a look, you two pay attention to safety."

"Be careful!"

Liu Mang asked the Black and White Impermanence to protect him and Li Hao behind him, and Meng Zijing had already approached the lonely tree carefully.

At this time, Heibai Wuchang suddenly laughed strangely, and waved the mourning sticks and soul-catching ropes in their hands vigorously.

"Heiye Baiye, what did you find?"

"Good stuff!"

Liu Mang was about to ask in detail, but Meng Zijing had already exclaimed.

He hurried over and saw a figure walking out of the trunk of the lonely tree.

The figure looked strong and powerful, with a muscular body and a large body, but one arm was missing.

Meng Zijing did not dare to contact the other party rashly, so she had to retreat quickly with Meng Po.

"Heiye Baiye, what the hell is this?"

"The powerful ghost king. This guy is the predecessor of Sakyamuni Buddha. He gave one arm to the Brahman."

"Huh? The predecessor of Sakyamuni Buddha?" Liu Mang did not expect the other party to be so powerful: "Then can you beat him?"

"What a joke!"

Heibai Wuchang was extremely dissatisfied with Liu Mang's doubts, and immediately waved the mourning stick and soul-catching rope to kill him.

However, when the weapon hit the powerful ghost king, it not only did not hurt the powerful ghost king, but the opponent did not even react at all.

The powerful ghost king blasted out with one arm and hit Bai Wuchang steadily. A huge force pushed him back more than ten meters away, and he hit the mountain wall and groaned.

Hei Wuchang looked at this, his eyes were bloodshot, and he directly used the skill of soul-stealing.

The powerful ghost king was hit, and his movement speed suddenly slowed down, and there were signs of corrosion on his body surface.

But after just one second, he recovered as usual, punched Hei Wuchang, and sent him to Bai Wuchang.

"Hehe~ Damn it!"

Bai Wuchang's mourning stick drew a corpse-corrosion poison from the air, hitting the powerful ghost king, poisoning the target, and at the same time absorbing the blood and qi to feed himself.

But the powerful ghost king on the opposite side was obviously enraged, and rushed towards Hei Wuchang regardless of anything, pretending to fight to the death.

Without saying a word, Heibai Wuchang used the combined attack skill of Black Sky and White Day, switching their bodies frequently, taking turns to attack and defend against the powerful ghost king.

Liu Mang was watching the battle, frowning unconsciously.

Why did Heibai Wuchang seem to be beaten by the powerful ghost king?

Isn't this scientific? !

Meng Zijing saw that the situation was not good, and quickly asked Meng Po to help.

Liu Mang couldn't help asking: "Heiye Baiye, what's wrong with you? Can't you beat the powerful ghost king?"

Logically speaking, even if the opponent has the so-called title of ghost king, he should not have the upper hand in front of the Yin Shuai of the underworld.

Hearing this, Heibai Wuchang was immediately furious: "You kid is easy to talk to! It's all your fault, you idiot!"

"Hey~ Can you be reasonable? What does this have to do with me?"

"Your level is too low, so we can't play our true combat power! Otherwise, we can beat this little ghost to death with one stick!"

Liu Mang was speechless. Could it be related to the degree of blood fusion, which caused the strength of Heibai Wuchang to be greatly reduced?

He has always subjectively believed that the degree of blood fusion is only related to the Emperor of Fengdu, and he didn't think of the summoned Heibai Wuchang Niutou Mamian.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems reasonable. If the ghosts summoned by the gate of the underworld are directly the peak combat power, then even if he is not invincible, he can at least sweep thousands of troops at a lower level.

Sure enough, the bug does not exist.

Liu Mang came to his senses and had to invite Niutou Mamian out of the gate of the underworld.

There are four ghosts, plus Meng Po, five against one, they can't lose.

This was indeed the case. The five ghost gods surrounded the powerful ghost king and beat him up. With the help of the Black and White Impermanence, all the anger they had just suffered was returned.

It is said that two fists cannot beat four hands, let alone the powerful ghost king only has one hand.

This guy was soon beaten to a pulp.

Liu Mang began to worry, there was only one ghost king, how to divide it later.

Meng Zijing helped, Li Hao also watched eagerly beside him, Liu Mang was also very tempted by the ghost king, if he swallowed it, maybe the second hidden ring could be completely lit up.

But at this time, the powerful ghost king suddenly went crazy, hammered his chest with one arm, howled to the sky, and the sound filled the entire Kushui Mountain.

Meng Zijing keenly caught the problem: "Not good! He is asking for help!"

As soon as the voice fell, several shouts came back from Kushui Mountain, and there were rumbling footsteps one after another.

Another big ghost?

As if to confirm the three people's guess, in just a blink of an eye, several figures appeared in front of them.

One had a horn on his head, one was full of evil, one had a human upper body and a turtle lower body, and one had waves under his body.

There were actually four helpers in total.

Seeing the opponent's aggressive charge, Meng Zijing hurriedly shouted: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Liu Mang didn't say a word, directly pulled Li Hao, turned around and ran towards the mountain road.

As for the four ghosts and Meng Po, they helped to cover the rear, and were not recovered until the three ran a distance.

In the woods at the foot of the mountain, the three were out of breath, hiding behind the tree, and poked their heads out. When they found that the opponent did not chase them, they sat down on the ground, with a look of surviving a disaster.

"What the hell was that just now?"

"No, I don't know!"

"Wait~ I'll ask the ghost..."