"We can only rely on treasures to kill him."

The foundation of the underworld!

It is not because there are a thousand ghost soldiers in the underworld, nor because there are six ghost kings in the underworld, but because there are a large number of treasures hidden deep in the ruins in the constantly unlocked underworld.

These treasures are constantly controlled by the six ghost kings and constantly updated their equipment, so that the power composition of the six ghost kings is far from as simple as martial arts.

Looking at the confident people, Boss Fang shook his head and sighed:

"Why don't you believe in my strength? Is this my inherent impression and positioning of me?"

"It seems... I really want me to prove it to you."

After a sigh, Boss Fang's eyes suddenly became sharp. His wrist trembled, and a black sword that had already merged into his body appeared in his hands out of thin air.

Then, with a sweep of the sword, a dark and terrifying sword light burst out.

The sharp aura almost changed everyone's expression!

boom!

With a loud bang, the sword light slashed on Xirui's body, instantly shattering Xirui's fighting spirit, leaving a hideous wound on his body.

Feeling those unexpected glances, Boss Fang shrugged:

"The Avalon sword sheath is in my body. I use the Avalon sword sheath to nourish my own ghost energy. Just like the warm raising sword, my ghost energy will become more and more sharp."

Boss Fang's tone was calm, but the other five ghost kings all keenly noticed that Boss Fang seemed to have become a little different.

Compared with them, Boss Fang, who has a low presence, suddenly becomes sharp!

"You're looking for death!"

When Cialis heard the three words Avalon, he was furious!

He turned into a silver meteor and rushed towards Boss Fang when others were shocked.

"Holy Hand!"

In the silver Dou Qi, a palm burning with silver flames stretched out.

Under the fighting spirit, the palm was extremely sharp and did not look like a human at all.

The most important thing is that a large number of mysterious symbols flying in the palm of the hand seemed to have a mysterious power that would make everything disappear and could repel everything.

"This secret skill is prepared for this day!"

Looking at Boss Fang who was opening the middle door, Xi Rui sneered.

He asked himself that this unpopular secret technique inherited from the Knights of the Round Table can tear the body of Boss Fang and get in touch with the Avalon sword sheath in the dark.

Faced with the strong wind and terrifying aura that was rushing towards him, Boss Fang, who opened the middle door, did not dodge.

Originally, he was completely unsparing from water, and the ghost energy suddenly radiated from his body, which condensed in the air and turned into dense symbols.

These symbols are not ancient Chinese fonts, but fairy characters belonging to Celtic myths.

Looking at the silver meteor that was heading towards him, Boss Fang's mouth slightly raised:

"Elf Ghost King Enchantment!"

With a light shout, the fairy words flying in the air gathered together and turned into a pitch-black shield to protect Boss Fang.
Chapter completed!