Taking over the body? The ghost is on the body?

Qin Ye said in surprise: "Isn't Brother Zhao a ghost? How could he not take over the body?"

Di Ting stared at Zhao Yun and slowly said, "Isn't the ghost body a kind of body grabbing? Yin Ling... Haha... You forgot that the fastest way for Yin Ling to advance is to swallow? Or I want to say it simple, there is a self in Zhao's mind now, and the other one is him and me. Both are robbing his soul dominance. Whoever wins will be the future Zhao Guiwang."

Qin Ye gasped: "Who is so bold?"

"I don't know." Di Ting's hair stood up all over his body and said through his teeth: "Retreat... His situation... is not right."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zilong was looking carefully at the body of the Longtian bright silver spear, and suddenly paused. The next second, he raised his head coldly: "Who are you?"

Di Ting didn't speak, Qin Ye coughed lightly: "Your fans."

Di looked at him like a ghost.

Zhao Yun seemed to have paused, and looked at them deeply. Then... the spearhead in his hand pointed directly at Qin Ye's throat!

Fast, as fast as lightning!

At this moment, Zhao Yun's expression changed. If he had been introverted just now, his spirit would not be revealed. Now... he was showing his sharpness and swallowing the world.

Qin Ye was almost immediately sure that the evil ghost who dared to attack King Zhao was definitely a famous hero in history, and... I'm afraid it's no less than Emperor Qin and Emperor Tang!

But now I don’t have time to think about this, and the tip of the gun almost turned into a stream of light. You know, regardless of the speed of the attack, the reaction speed of the Fujun has exceeded the speed of sound. But this attack still makes him unable to see clearly.

A flash of horse passed by, and a shocking sky passed by.

The hairs all over his body exploded instantly, without any reaction at all. The bone umbrella transformed by Fu Junling instinctively protected him in front of his chest. The next second, there was a shocking sound, and the yin energy like a sea tide stormed in all directions. He was as if he was hit by a giant mountain head-on, and he couldn't help but retreat dozens of meters!

Crazy! Very deep trenches were drawn on both sides. The people in the village were even more miserable. They didn't even hum, and they were blown away a hundred meters in the blink of an eye. I don't know what they hit, but then they fell down with a thud.

Pounce... Old Li covered his chest with blood, but he knew very well that the injury was not serious, it was just an external injury. However, he had no time to look at his wound, but looked at the figure of the young man holding an umbrella in front of him in a dumbfounded manner.

It was like a heat weapon blocking the front, and the clouds scattered on the umbrella. But... the person behind the umbrella was fine!

"He... blocked the attack of the monster?" A middle man beside him, who was also full of blood, said in a daze: "Blocked? Really blocked? This... is this a ghost at the super armor level, right? Never... I've never heard of it!"

Old Li wanted to say anything, but couldn't say anything. Not only him, but all the survivors felt that they were watching science fiction movies, no! Fantasy movies.

The God of War who could not stop it...

The monster who will have nightmares when you look at it...

For the first time in a few years, someone blocked him!

However, their shock was not over. The next second, everyone's mouths suddenly opened and their eyes almost fell out.

boom!!!

Another piece of yin energy, which is not inferior to Zhao Yun, also exploded. The small Jingba expanded rapidly, and its hair extended wildly and turned into pure white. There were countless hairs falling down on its body, revealing the pure golden scales below. Then... With a roar, Diting's true body descended into the world of the world!

They did not hide deliberately, so... the survivors were almost completely petrified, and for a few seconds, someone trembled and said, "My God..."

They only now realize how small they are.

It turned out that the monster had never seen him directly.

"King Zhao Ghost." Di Ting's body was twenty meters tall, and his lantern-like eyes looked directly at Zhao Yun: "Do you still remember this king?"

He asked about Zhao Yun's own will, and now it is obviously not Zhao Zilong in front of him.

"Zhao Yun" looked at him coldly: "What are you?"

"Things?" Di Ting Sibuli's face showed anthropomorphic smile. Before she could finish her smile, the void in front of her suddenly blurred at a speed that exceeded the speed of sound. The terrifying wind pressure made the sky tighten: "Nine Qi Shen, Di Ting!"

Boom!!! The world seemed to collapse. When the void flashed, Zhao Yun's hand had already held Di Ting's huge claws and raised his eyebrows. He was so handsome that he couldn't say: "The legend actually exists."

"That's all."

Di Ting laughed.

"Who is the ghost, it's such a big tone." The next second, Diting's huge body immediately blurred in front of him, and Zhao Yun's figure appeared in countless directions at the same time. Then, continuous sounds of metal and iron intersections came from the air. The speed and the heavy power were completely beyond imagination!

The weeds from all directions lowered their bodies, but there was no such thing. The ground cracked from where the two Yan Luos fought, and countless spider web patterns appeared. Then... these cracked grounds were suspended like weightless in the shocking eyes of everyone, and then collapsed with a bang!

Circles of shock waves spread across the mountain tops of ten thousand meters, and the entire mountain was trembling. From a distance, countless rolling stones fell down. Countless birds screamed and flew away.

Qin Ye sighed with emotion.

This is Yama.

He knew why such a strange picture appeared. The speed of both sides had exceeded the speed of sound, and even he could not catch it. The speed of too fast caused the air to distort, beyond the observation range of the retina, and it looked like the other party suddenly disappeared.

At first, Di Ting's hand "disappeared", and soon, Di Ting's entire body disappeared. No side retreated, fists were fists, eyes were on eyes, and only the constant roar in the air proved that both sides were fighting.

This is a real invisible battle.

It's close to you, but it can never be touched.

With another loud bang, both sides finally appeared. Diting's four claws hit the ground, and the yin energy in its whole body was like a dragon. The four claws burned with red surging flames. Zilala retreated rapidly, leaving countless scratches on the ground. Opposite it, Zhao Yun looked at his body in shock. His camouflage top had been scratched by Diting, and a deep bone-observing scar appeared on his chest and abdomen, and endless yin energy emerged.

"You are not Yan Luo." Di Ting licked his lips and sneered: "It's almost Yan Luo, but it has not passed the gates of hell in the underworld. If you don't have an official position, you are not my opponent!"

"If you come out of Zhao Ghost King's body now, I can spare you!"

Zhao Yun did not answer, and a few seconds later, he suddenly sneered: "I heard that Yin Mai will kill the evil ghost with one blow."

"Why can I delay for so long? You are not unable to defeat. There is no opponent who cannot win here."

Qin Ye poked his head out from behind a stone, then immediately shrank back, and frowned against the stone.

It’s not a shame to listen to Di.

He had just become the king of the Mansion and could not be enthroned by Yan Luo. Now Diting can only be regarded as a reserve officer. Its official position is the official position of the old underworld. The old underworld is gone, how can it suppress the other party?

"What a courageous." Di Ting's face burst out with a strange smile. Within a second, the Yin Qi was circulating wildly, twisting into a black hole. The central part was Di Ting's Yin Qi's face.

"The big light and dark sky."

"Damn..." Qin Ye looked around. It was clearly the daytime just now, but now it was completely turned into the night. There was no moon, no stars, only the boundless dark night. His figure immediately turned into a cold wind and disappeared, and his voice was like thunder: "If you don't want to die, you will hide!"

Needless to say, just as the two of them fought, everyone was lying behind the cover.

In the darkness, black and white impermanence appeared in all directions, and the soul-summoning banners in their hands were aimed at Zhao Yun. It turned out to form a darkness of thousands of miles.

A big formation.

The ghost energy was soaring, and the yin energy soared into the sky. This mountain peak instantly turned into the forest ghost realm. With Di Ting, "Kill."

All the shadows fell down at the same time! Like a flash of lightning, tens of thousands of spears flashed with cold light, and thousands of ghosts condemned their souls!

"I'm not sure if I get someone, I'm not sure to retreat!!"

No sound.

The sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of time, as if the time of nuclear weapons falling, the moment when the world is destroyed.

Then, there is the light on the other side, and the ghost crosses the yellow spring.

The endless black light exploded in the violent and silent world, devouring the world. Qin Ye only had a buzzing sound in his ears, and he could not hear anything else.

Don't dare to watch.

That is the ultimate light, a killing formation of tens of thousands of evil people.

Don't dare to listen.

That is the end of the sound, the gun breaks through the yin and yang, and the cold light is like rain.

Qin Ye held his head tightly. It took him not long before he stood up.

"Hey?" he said, his voice as if it was very far away. He was very glad that he still had hearing.

Then, he immediately looked at the field. Then he took a breath of cold air.

No, it's not just him.

Everyone who saw this scene was so shocked that it was beyond words.

The hill... became a desert.

The ground is filled with countless yellow sand. There are no houses, no trees, no abandoned carts and agricultural equipment.

Except for the yellow sand, the broken temple of Martyrs is still there, and everything else has turned into powder!

This is the strength of Yama!

"Fuck..." Qin Ye cursed inwardly and immediately looked at Zhao Yun and Di Ting. In the dissipating clouds, a golden light ball appeared, with countless talismans flowing on the surface. But soon, it turned into strands of ashes and drifted away, revealing Zhao Yun in ragged clothes.

Tsk tsk tsk...this figure...abs, chest muscles...Qin Ye looked at his white-killed chicken-like body and became silently jealous.

No wonder a certain silicone girl wants to have a hair/spring... It makes sense...

"Isn't you coming out yet?" Di Ting narrowed his eyes: "This is your last chance. Leaving the soul of King Zhao and seeking in the new underworld will prevent you from committing the murder of Yan Luo!"

Before he finished speaking, he snorted coldly. Zhao Yun's body suddenly turned into black smoke and was sucked in by the Martyrs' Temple.

As soon as he left, Di Ting's figure immediately shrank, and Qin Ye immediately flew over and hugged the other party: "How is it?"

"I'm beating the dog..." Di Ting cursed: "It's not even ten minutes... at most seven minutes... once a week, I dare not take all my strength. The soul of Zhao Ghost King is boarding the body... Cough... Let me rest for a while... Go and ask who they might know what."

Qin Ye nodded, picked up Di Ting, and hooked his fingers. Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation from all directions. An iron chain appeared on everyone's waists and was pulled over in the air.

The net of heaven and earth.

Dongdongdongdongdong, everyone stood in front of Qin Ye. But all their faces were pale and their lips were trembling.

They knew very well that the "teenager" in front of them might be an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years!

It was impossible for them to listen to the conversation between Di and Zhao Yun.

"You...you..." Finally, an old man bit his lips and said.

"The underworld is in disguise, Qin Mansion Lord." Qin Ye took out the order of the mansion without sincerity and shook it: "Don't be afraid, at least this official will not kill you. Moreover, he will give you a chance to accumulate good deeds."

His eyes faintly swept across everyone: "If you don't want to suffer after death, then just say it consciously."

"Where are you from? What has happened in the past few years? Also, what is the mountain god playing drums? What are the shouts of killing just now? What are the special circumstances in the past few years?"
Chapter completed!