NABC Chapter 754
Chapter 754
Chapter 754 Obsidian Demon King
But he knew very well that no ghosts existed on Earth or in this martial arts continent.
There is only one proof of this scene in front of you, that is, someone is doing a ghost.
Jiang Xiaolong thought about clenching his teeth and yelled:
“Whoever the hell is going to get me out.”
“Haha… Haha…”
As Jiang Xiaolong’s voice fell, a long laugh, from far to near, suddenly another cold wind blew through,
A figure stood in front of Jiang Xiaolong, and a gloomy voice sounded:
“Haha, how many years, finally there are living people.”
Yes……
Jiang Xiaolong didn’t expect this to stand in front of him in the blink of an eye, and seeing his face clearly, he couldn’t help but scream out in fright.
Standing in front of Jiang Xiaolong was a waddling old man, his face full of potholes,
Just like the scars left by some bite, the long hair is even more fluttering on the face,
The clothes on that body were even more tattered, and what was even more terrifying was that you could see a series of white bones hanging from his neck.
This string of white bones can be distinguished at a glance that it is made of human heads.
It is no wonder that Jiang Xiaolong cried out in fright, and the vicious old man saw that Jiang Xiaolong was frightened by himself, and he was quite satisfied, and laughed:
“Haha… I thought you were so bold that even my Obsidian Demon King couldn’t scare you. ”
Jiang Xiaolong stabilized his mind and asked, “You… Who are you. ”
Jiang Xiaolong’s voice trembled unconsciously, because he couldn’t feel any breath from the old man in front of him, let alone what kind of cultivation he was.
“Haha…”
The Obsidian Demon King laughed loudly, and suddenly his head moved closer to Jiang Xiaolong’s face for a few minutes, and Jiang Xiaolong’s heart twitched again, before he smiled triumphantly:
“Who I am, you don’t even know how dare you come to the Devil House.”
Jiang Xiaolong didn’t expect that he had come to the Miaojiao Daoist Temple to be such a situation, and he had a feeling of being sold in his heart.
But now it is too late to say this, because he is now facing the old man in front of him, and he feels that the strength of his whole body cannot be opened.
And in the face of his questioning, I did not want to answer in my heart, but I opened my mouth and said:
“I… I don’t know, I was arranged here by the Taoist Academy. ”
“Taoist Temple.”
The Obsidian Demon King silently read and sneered:
“Did the black-faced ghost let you come?”
Jiang Xiaolong hadn’t heard of this name, looked at the Obsidian Demon King, shook his head, and said:
“I don’t know who is called a black-faced ghost.”
“Hmm, I don’t know, then you go and die!”
The Obsidian Demon King said, the vicious face on his face revealed a fierce light, and the dry hand attacked Jiang Xiaolong’s Heavenly Spirit Cover.
Jiang Xiaolong sensed the danger, but found that the strength of his whole body could not be opened at all.
Watching the Obsidian Demon King’s withered hand strike towards his own Heavenly Spirit Cover, a desperate thought drifted through his head:
“Am I going to die here?” No, no…”
Suddenly thinking of Grandpa Ercang, he cried out in his head:
“Grandpa Ercang, save me, save me.”
But no matter how Jiang Xiaolong called, Grandpa Ercang was like Shi Shenhai, and there was no response.
And that Obsidian Demon King’s hand had long been covered on Jiang Xiaolong’s Heavenly Spirit Cover.
Jiang Xiaolong only felt that there was something intrusive in his head, and he couldn’t breathe under his pressure. Then there was a complete loss of consciousness.
The Obsidian Demon King’s hand pressed against Jiang Xiaolong’s Heavenly Spirit Cover, as if he had no intention of killing him.
Instead, a breath poured out of his body and rushed towards Jiang Xiaolong’s body.
“Impossible!”
It turned out that the Obsidian Demon King did not intend to kill Jiang Xiaolong, but only to check the structure of his body.
But as the Obsidian Demon King inspected, his vicious face twisted together, and his mouth was still shouting:
“Impossible, impossible.”
“Impossible, how can there be no sea of gas.”
The Obsidian Demon King obviously felt that Jiang Xiaolong was a cultivator of the Quasi-Immortal Master, but he found that he had no Qi Sea, which made him think more and more incomprehensible.
Shout……
The Obsidian Demon King really couldn’t see anything, and as soon as he breathed inside, his dry hand immediately left Jiang Xiaolong’s Heavenly Spirit Cover,
With the removal of the Obsidian Demon King’s hand, Jiang Xiaolong gradually regained his consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing the Obsidian Demon King’s vicious face, he shouted loudly, although all of his strength could not be lifted, but his fists still slammed out at him.
“Haha… Good boy, I won’t kill you, you even dare to beat me. ”
The Obsidian Demon King did not break away from Jiang Xiaolong’s attack, but looked at Jiang Xiaolong’s comical movements and laughed.
Of course, Jiang Xiaolong knew that the old man in front of him could not lift his strength.
Not to mention that this did not have a little strength to attack, but just now the Obsidian Demon King let him experience the feeling from birth to death,
Let him have a nameless anger in his heart, and his eyes stared at the Obsidian Demon King and hummed coldly:
“Ahem! Say what you really want! ”
The Obsidian Demon King looked at Jiang Xiaolong’s childish face with a bit of fortitude, and nodded with satisfaction, but a sneering smile appeared on his mouth.