Chapitre 273: Ghostly Choice
The clan smiled faintly, first glanced at Jumeiguan behind him, and finally fixed his gaze on Guimei, saying: "Senior Guimei, Senior Jumeiguan, long time no see."
"It seems that you are not surprised by our arrival." The ghostly gloomy voice sounded, which was a little creepy.
The corner of the clan's mouth was slightly raised, and a strange arc was outlined, "Aren't the two of you secretly seeing me off when I bid farewell to Donger?"
"See you off?" The ghost shook his head and glanced at the clan with complicated eyes. "You can also say that you heard the words at the Chrysanthemum Pass just now. Let us take your life under the crown of the Pope."
Juhuaguan, who was standing behind the clan, was waiting impatiently, and urged: "Old ghost, why do you talk so much to this kid? Kill him and go back to the Pope's crown."
The clan smiled calmly, and said: "Since the two are here to kill me, do you come with a swarm, or do you come one by one?"
Chrysanthemum Guan Jiao grunted, "Huh! Boy, you are not young and your tone is not young. Let me teach you a lesson today. Old ghost, show me that this kid is fast, be careful not to let him I ran away."
In the next second, a tyrannical pressure was suddenly released from him. Going toward the oppression of the clan like a stormy sea.
The ghost standing in front of the clan nodded, jumped back, and retreated to a big tree in the sky. Fold your hands and place them on your chest, quietly observing the battle between the two.
The clan never looked back from beginning to end. Facing the sudden pressure of soul power, a faint white light began to emerge from the back of the clan, when the powerful soul power released by the chrysanthemum pass fell on him.
A weird scene appeared. Before the huge pressure hit the clan, it was stopped by white light and couldn't get close to his body.
Juhuaguan looked at the clan in surprise, and said, "Boy, how much soul power have you reached now."
The clan said indifferently: "Sixty-seventh level, what's wrong."
"Level sixty-seven?" Chrysanthemum Pass was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed disdain, "Bag and do not draft, level sixty-seven, when I am a three-year-old child? You were only six more than three months ago. Ten levels only."
The clan waved his hand, "Believe it or not, if you want to fight or not, if you don't fight, I won't have the time to mess around with you."
"Looking for death." Hearing this, Juhua Guan stepped on the ground, raised his fist and jumped towards the clan.
Facing the attack from the back of the chrysanthemum pass, the clan seemed to have eyes behind his back, and his body moved sideways. With a simple movement, he easily avoided the fist of the chrysanthemum pass.
Controlling the crane and catching the dragon, he locked the elbow of Juhuaguan and pushed his knee directly to his chest.
The chrysanthemum pass couldn't dodge, but felt a strong attack, "Ah..."
Accompanied by a scream of sissy screams from Juhuaguan, his body was directly knocked into the air by the clan, and his body was like a kite with a broken line, thrown hundreds of meters away.
Seeing this scene, a dignified color flashed in the eyes of the ghost standing on the tree trunk, and said in his heart: "Physical fitness, at least the level of Title Douluo, as well as close combat skills and reflexes, I am afraid that Lian has already been promoted to the title. Douluo's pope can't match him, who is this kid?"
Thinking of this, the ghost reminded aloud: "Chrysanthemum Pass, are you dead? Use Wuhun if you are not dead, otherwise you are not his opponent."
"Old ghost, don't need you to remind me." Juhuaguan climbed up from the ground and rubbed his hot chest. The clan's knee hit just now was not a big deal. Now he just feels the blood rushing from his body, his internal organs are like Overturned.
Forcibly resisting the severe pain, the chrysanthemum pass released the martial arts velvet chrysanthemum.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black and black, eight spirit rings rose from under his feet, exuding a brilliant and dazzling light.
At the same time that the Chrysanthemum Pass releases the Hall of Martial Spirits, the clan will naturally not be idle. He is not so arrogant that he does not need to use Martial Spirit in the face of Contra. In addition to using the distraction control method to separate his mind and guard against ghost attacks. , Also released the Wuhun Lan Yinhuang.
The second additional skill in the Blue Silver Domain, "Senluo Vientiane" is activated.
One yellow, two purple, two black, one red, the moment when the six brilliant spirit rings appeared, the air in the entire area seemed to freeze.
An unbelievable light flashed in the eyes of both Jumeiguan and Guimei at the same time. Now they finally understand why the clan is so indifferent. He turned out to be the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor. Moreover, the sixth spirit ring was still a one hundred thousand year spirit ring.
Rubbing his eyes vigorously, Juhua Guan thought that he had made a mistake. Because of the six spirit rings that radiated brilliant light, the last one turned out to be red. The scarlet halo has a huge range, encompassing a radius of 100 meters, and even the two people of Jumeiguan and Ghosts are shrouded together.
Compared with the sixth spirit ring on the clan, the eight spirit rings on Chrysanthemum Pass were eclipsed.
"Hundred thousand year spirit ring, this... how is this possible." The Chrysanthemum Pass exclaimed, not even noticing the spirit power of his body that was suppressed by the Blue Silver Domain by 10%.
The clan smiled indifferently, "Nothing is impossible, since that's the case, then I will let you be the first person to try my 100,000-year spirit ability."
While talking, the sixth red spirit ring on the clan began to shine.
Just as the clan was about to make a move, the gloomy voice of ghost sounded behind him, "Stop it!"
In the next second, the ghost appeared between the clan and the chrysanthemum pass.
The clan's eyes narrowed slightly, and said indifferently: "Senior Ghost, are you going to deal with me in association with Chrysanthemum?"
As he spoke, he became more vigilant. As long as the ghost and charm move, he will release one hundred thousand years of spirit ability without hesitation. The clan is confident, even in Title Douluo at such a close distance. His one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ability had to suffer severe damage.
Guimei shook her head and said, "Go!"
"Old ghost, what are you talking about here, have you forgotten the confession under the pope's crown? Let him go, we won't be able to eat when we go back."
A hint of surprise flashed in the clan's eyes, and he looked straight at the ghost, "What does this mean?"
The ghost said faintly: "The meaning is obvious, we don't want to be an enemy of you, and the talent of the saint will definitely inherit the position of the pope in the future. If the Dongchuang incident happens in the future, if she knows that we will take action against you, we will definitely not escape death. So I want to make a deal with you."
"Oh?" Hearing the ghosts' words, the clan was obviously interested, "tell me."
From the very beginning ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the clan had never thought of killing Yueguan and Ghosts, and without them in the future, waiting for Bibi Dong to become the pope would have to be restrained.
The ghost said with a stern face: "You give us the mask on your face to go back for business, and at the same time, before the Holy Woman becomes the pope, you are not allowed to appear in the vision of the Wuhun Temple. We will let you go. Otherwise, not only will you die, but we She must also be buried. Our Royal Highness will tell her the truth in due course."
The clan nodded lightly, turned around and took off the mask, and threw it at the ghost, "Then goodbye."
While talking, the clan's instantaneous technique disappeared into the sight of ghosts and chrysanthemums.
The ghost took the mask, put it in the storage soul guide, and said to the chrysanthemum: "Let's go!"
"Old ghost, you will kill me this time. Even if that kid has a 100,000-year spirit ring, with the two of us, you can keep him." Juhuaguan complained.
The ghost turned around to look at Juhuaguan, and said coldly: "Do you really think we can keep him?"
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