In the fog, it pressed Jiang Chen's shoulder with one hand, and with a flash of its eyes, he escaped from the center of the encirclement.
The Fog Ghost King turned back again and attacked in the thick fog. He grabbed a black-robed figure, dragged him out and brutally killed him.
There seemed to be a sense of connection between the figures, and they all rushed towards the Mist Ghost King.
However, in the thick fog, it is almost invincible. When it opened the Green Lion Card to kill Jiang Chen, it took a lot of effort and even used a strategy of luring the enemy to kill it.
I saw the figure of the Fog Ghost King gradually blur and his position changed in an instant.
Then he kept reaching out his hands, dragging a group of black-robed men into the depths of the fog and killing them.
Jiang Chen also figured out something.
These black-robed men did not really possess the strength of a grandmaster. On the one hand, their offense was high but their defense was low, and on the other hand, they could not attack at the same time when there were too many of them.
Generally speaking, it is similar to those weird puppets that Luo Ji fought against in the past, but it is much more advanced.
They are no threat to the king.
If there really were hundreds of great masters joining forces to attack, Wang would have had no choice but to avoid their attacks.
These black-robed men are essentially just an illusion, but they can quickly switch between reality and illusion.
Therefore, when targeting enemies of lower level or weaker than oneself, there is almost no solution.
"Ding, Ghost Energy +3000..."
Jiang Chen also discovered that the complete death of the black-robed man would only cause a small loss to the other party, which would provide some weak emotional fluctuations.
Although there is not much ghost energy, it is still very considerable given the amount.
He immediately became excited and swallowed a few more blood ginseng seeds, infusing them with huge demonic power. Another figure far beyond the grandmaster's power emerged from the Yin Shen Hammer. It was the Quasi-Ghost King with a knife that the Quasi-Ghost King of Mist had summoned at the beginning.
The opponent was holding a sharp knife and blowing thick fog, cooperating with the Fog Ghost King very tacitly.
In the blink of an eye, one black-robed figure after another died.
"Damn it! Where did these two half-kings come from? Ghost energy +120,000!"
Queen Du was also getting a little anxious. When there were only a few dozen black-robed men left, she finally lost her patience and waved her hand, and all the illusions disappeared.
The next moment, a rusty sharp knife and a bloody bony hand emerged from the mist and grabbed the only remaining man in black robe.
Two slender white hands were raised and easily grabbed the bony hand and the sharp knife.
The two half-kings were unable to move.
The Queen raised her head, her eyes now turning scarlet, filled with endless weirdness, as if two balls of blood-red flames were burning.
"Our bodies and hair are gifts from our parents; to fail to cherish them is a grave sin."
"Punish you——"
"Hell burns!"
She stared at the Quasi-King of the Mist Ghost and made her judgment. Her cold voice was filled with supreme majesty. As soon as she finished speaking, a horrifying scene occurred.
Fire first came out of the mouth and nose of the Fog Ghost Quasi-King, and then his skeleton began to crack little by little, with tiny flames shooting out from it. A terrifying high temperature filled the air, and the cracks on his body grew larger and larger.
Until the end.
Accompanied by a terrified scream.
It collapsed like a burning furnace!
With a crisp crackling sound, the Fog Ghost King turned into charcoal on the ground.
As it died, the fog around it quickly disappeared, and the sky became clear again. The King of the Capital grabbed the Half King holding the knife, and pronounced a verdict again, burning the other party to death.
Those scarlet pupils, like burning flames, looked at Jiang Chen from afar.
“Hehe~”
The face under the cloak looked even whiter against the backdrop of the red pupils.
Jiang Chen's body trembled. The intense fear of approaching death spread rapidly through his blood vessels like a swarm of ants, spreading to every corner of his body.
At this time, he only needed to pretend to know him and call him "Lord Wang", and the matter would be over.
Jiang Chen has always had a high emotional intelligence. If he recognized the other party at this time, wouldn't it destroy the leader's personality?
So he gripped the hammer tightly and twisted his neck left and right, making a crisp "crackling" sound.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and he sneered, revealing his fighting spirit.
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