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The ghost king avatar has reached the third-rank ghost king realm, and his cultivation has reached the innate condensed qi into gang realm, and his spiritual power has also increased.
With a sweep of the tyrannical mental power, he knew that the cultivation of the middle-aged man in front of him was at the early stage of the golden core stage.
Seeing that Xia Wuji remained calm in the face of a large group of masters, He Zhenxiong already guessed that this person was the one who killed He Jun.
It's just that he really couldn't figure out where he had been hiding for the past three days.
He searched every inch of Ghost Valley, but couldn't find it.
He thought he had used some teleportation magic weapon to leave.
Unexpectedly, he appeared again.
He Zhenxiong stepped forward.
His figure shook, black energy surged all over his body, and a huge ghost king with a height of ten feet appeared behind him.
Black air lingered and rolled out, like a black cloud covering the entire Ghost Valley.
Huge coercion came to suppress Xia Wuji.
His eyes were full of killing intent and he asked, "Who the hell are you!"
Xia Wuji turned a blind eye to this powerful coercion and killing intent, and asked calmly, "Who are you?"
"He Zhenxiong, the suzerain of the Ghost Control Sect!"
He Zhenxiong said coldly.
"It turned out to be the master of the Ghost Control Sect."
Xia Wuji nodded slightly, but his heart moved.
The realm of cultivation has been raised to the fifth level of innate condensed energy, but if there are a lot of spirit stones, it should be able to be improved.
And if he can be promoted to the state where the stellar energy is released, he can fly like a cultivator.
Human beings always have dreams about flying, and Xia Wuji is no exception.
The person in front of me is the master of the Ghost Controlling Sect, he must have quite a few spirit stones in his hand...
He glanced at the storage ring on He Zhenxiong's finger, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.
Immediately, his eyes moved up, and he glanced at the huge ghost king with disdain.
Turning to look at He Zhenxiong, he said calmly: "The two snake demons inside are the guests of your ghost-controlling sect?"
He Zhenxiong, whose face was cold, was startled when he heard the words, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
"What did you do to them?"
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As soon as He Zhenxiong spoke, Xia Wuji knew the answer.
It was even guessed that there might be a connection between the Ghost Control Sect and Blue Moon City.
All the fairy pavilions in Blue Moon City are snake demons, and some snake demons appeared in the Ghost Control Sect, which is easy to think of the relationship between them.
It really is a nest of snakes and rats!
"killed."
Xia Wuji said lightly.
What?killed!
This guy actually killed two special envoys from Kyoto!
Now it's time to play!
If Tiannvzong knew about it, he would definitely be held accountable.
You must know that there is a son of God standing behind the Tiannvzong!
In a sense, in the entire Nanzhou territory, the Tiannvzong represents the Son of God.
He Zhenxiong trembled all over, "Who the hell are you!"
"It doesn't matter who I am." Xia Wuji said lightly, "The important thing is that they all deserve to die. And you all deserve to die!"
Although the tone was very light, the murderous aura that escaped was extremely strong!
While speaking, he glanced at the storage ring on He Zhenxiong's finger, and shouted: "Evil demons are crooked, everyone can punish them! You filthy and inhuman ghost-controlling sect should also disappear!"
"Only by you? Overestimate your own strength!" He Zhenxiong was furious, and a terrifying coercion erupted from his whole body, "Today, I will tear out your soul and practice it for three days and three nights, so that you can't live but die! For me Revenge!"
While speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab Xia Wuji's head. The aura of heaven and earth fluctuated, and a huge palm appeared on top of Xia Wuji's head, and he grabbed it down fiercely.
At the same time, the Shizhang Ghost King behind him also rushed towards him like a black mountain...
The King of Ghosts opened his bloody mouth wide open, and two huge will-o'-the-wisps danced rapidly in his eyes. The entire Ghost Valley was filled with black air, icy cold, and all ghosts roared, making people feel as if they were in an eternal hell.
Xia Wuji moved.
Raising his right hand, he punched out with a punch, and the Gang Qi in his body was rolling.
Pong!
A sharp air explosion sounded, and a huge fist came out suddenly.
A huge white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes appeared behind it, tens of feet long, opened its bloody mouth, and roared out with terrifying fists, tearing everything in front of it, whether it was soul or body, it would be devoured and destroyed.
Under this powerful offensive, He Zhenxiong's giant hand and ghost king were completely vulnerable.
The ghost king collapsed suddenly, his huge fist exploded his giant hand, and he rushed towards He Zhenxiong unabated.
He Zhenxiong was taken aback.
This is... Fist Intent Transformation!
He turned out to be an innate warrior, and he was also a grand master of martial arts!
How can this be? !
With his knowledge, it is clear that martial arts are difficult.
But once a martial artist sets foot on Xiantian, the power that erupts from it is very terrifying.