Emperor of Taikoo Chapter 190: The king-level ghost strikes
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"Give me the remaining Chi Yuanguo in your storage ring, the news from Cangming Grass is yours." The yellow-clothed old man pointed to the storage ring in Lu Chen's hand and said greedily.
Lu Chen was suspicious, but immediately understood when he thought about it, a Chi Yuan fruit tree often grows more than ten Chi Yuan fruits, and the two Chi Yuan fruits he threw to the yellow-clothed old man before, a discerning person It can be recognized at a glance, it was just picked from the fruit tree.
It is not surprising that the old man in yellow can guess that he is carrying a lot of Chi Yuan Guo.
A total of 13 Chiyuan Fruits grew on the Chiyuan Fruit Tree, except for the two previously thrown to the yellow-clothed old man, there were still eleven in Lu Chen's hands.
Although Lu Chen was unwilling to exchange eleven Chi Yuan fruit for the news of Cang Ming Cao, he could only grit his teeth and admit it.
"Okay!" A cold voice came out of Lu Chen's mouth.
The old man in yellow clothes heard the words, the corners of his mouth throbbed with excitement, and his eyes became more greedy. He licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Hold on, I changed my mind, except Chi Yuan Outside of the fruit, give me the Chiyuan Fruit Tree."
"You...ok...ok..." Lu Chen's eyes burst with cold light, Chi Yuan fruit tree, in terms of value, is far more precious than Chi Yuan fruit.
He clenched his fist, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I hope you don't regret it."
Speaking, Lu Chen wanted to take out the Chi Yuan fruit tree.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise came from outside the village, and the ground shook violently.
There was a commotion in the trading place at the entrance of the village, with exclamation and screams, followed by sound.
"It's not good, there are a lot of ghosts attacking the village..."
"Ah, no, run away..."
"The king-level ghost is here, run away."
Lu Chen's heart was also taken aback, and he looked at it, and sure enough, at some point, the village entrance was already occupied by ghosts.
Among them, the most conspicuous is a ghost with armor on its head and almost solid black mist. Its breath is unparalleled, like a sea, thousands of meters away, Lu Chen can feel that A strong sense of oppression.
Compared to three days ago, the general level ghost he encountered was more than tyrannical.
With such power, it is definitely a king-level ghost, equivalent to a strong person in the Hunyuan realm.
The strength of the king-level ghost is terrifying. In every move, there is the power of moving mountains to fill the sea, palms breaking stars.
Just a few breaths. Under the leadership of the king-level ghost, the defense at the entrance of the village was torn apart. In an instant, hundreds of strong men had no time to escape, and were drowned by the ghosts and died on the spot.
"Jie Jie Jie... so delicious food, today, none of you want to escape."
A wanton laughter came out of the king-level ghost.
The king-level ghost has been psychic, able to vomit.
While speaking, I saw him rising from the sky, looking down, and sticking out his palm,
The black mist turned into a big hand with a hundred feet, and he grabbed it forward, and the air stagnated. Suddenly, dozens of warriors slowed down and couldn't avoid it, and were directly caught in the palm of the hand.
The black mist was tumbling, with a strong corrosiveness. The dozens of warriors who were caught did not even let out a miserable howl, so their vitality collapsed, their bodies melted, and they died on the spot.
Lu Chen's eyelids jumped, and the king-level ghost in front of him was definitely more dangerous than the big elder corpse puppet of the Three Corpse Sect and the main city of Donglai.
At this moment, the whole village was crying horribly, and thousands of warriors fled in panic. Some people rushed to the center of the village, where there was a teleportation array that could be directly transmitted to the outside world.
Using the teleportation array to leave is good, but after all, there are only a few dozen people who teleport to leave each time, so most people choose to rise up into the sky and run for their lives.
"To escape, you must escape!"
Lu Chen retracted his gaze. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to escape.
Thinking of this, Lu Chen didn't hesitate, and flashed directly into the sky.
And the yellow-clothed old man had already seen a bad situation, so he slipped away.
Above the sky, the number of ghosts is no less than that below, and even more triumphant.
Fortunately, although the number is large, there is no king class.
"Get out!"
With a low roar, Lu Chen's vitality surged around his body, and he shot out a palm, and the sharp palm wind instantly blasted the several ghosts that came from the oncoming slaughter, and his speed was not reduced.
"Huh!"
At full speed, Lu Chen's figure is like a cannonball, and ordinary ghosts are hard to stop, even general-level ghosts can't catch him.
In a flash, Lu Chen tore through the blockade of the ghost and rushed out of the canyon.
The moment he rushed out, his gaze swept away, and he froze on a figure fled in embarrassment in the distance.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, showing a cold smile, he moved his feet and followed him directly.
After half a cup of tea, Lu Chen followed the figure and rushed out for dozens of miles, throwing away the outline of the village.
"Whoo!"
Flying forward ten miles again, the figure in front of him suddenly stagnated, turned around, and looked at Lu Chen gloomily.
"Boy, I didn't expect it to be you. It seems that God treats me very well." The yellow-clothed old man licked his lips, looked at Lu Chen, his greed in his eyes made no secret.
"Really?" Lu Chen smiled too, but his smile was a little cold no matter what.
Looking at by Lu Chen's calm eyes, the yellow-clothed old man's heart jumped slightly, and then he said: "Hand over the storage ring, I can spare you your life!"
Lu Chen said in a calm tone, "Tell me the whereabouts of Cangmigrass, and then break his arms. Today, I can save your life."
"Ok...well, kid, in that case..."
The yellow-clothed elder was anxious, and his anxiety was instantly diminished by Lu Chen's words, and he stepped forward, ignoring several hundred meters, and appeared in front of Lu Chen.
"Boy, if you don't know how to promote, then go to death."
The right hand was squeezed fiercely, and the violent vitality merged into the front of the boxer, fiercely blasted.
The old man in yellow clothes is a nine-strength warrior who breaks the yuan. The power of a punch is more than heavier, and contains an indestructible fist. Wherever he passes, the air flow overflows, and the hitting air bursts every inch.
Lu Chen raised his head slightly and looked at the approaching fists, twitching at the corner of his mouth, revealing a sneer.
He didn't dodge, until the yellow-clothed old man's attack was about to come, he slowly raised his right hand and grabbed forward.
"Pop!"
With a soft sound, his fists intersected with his palms, but when the yellow-clothed old man was frightened, his punch hit Lu Chen's palm, like sinking in mud, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"Crack!"
Just when the yellow-clothed old man was about to fist and fly back, Lu Chen closed his five fingers together, and his right hand clenched the former's fist like a pair of iron tongs. Then, with a slight force, the force exploded, the yellow-clothed old man's fist It was crushed directly and turned into blood mist!
"Ah!"
The pain that went straight to the soul made the yellow-clothed old man blacken his eyes and exhaled miserably.
"This... how could this happen? How is it possible?"
The yellow-clothed old man clutched his broken arm, staggered back, and under the great pain, more people couldn't believe it.
He looked at Lu Chen and couldn't believe that a martial artist who broke the Yuan Sixth Layer could easily defeat him with his hands.
This is beyond his knowledge.