The chick that had been standing on Zhou Wen's shoulder suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a golden flame at the black-armored, white-haired ghost's palm.
When the golden flame touched the white-haired ghost's palm, it burned like a spark meeting gasoline. The ghost hand turned into a flaming hand.
"Good bird." Zhou Wen was overjoyed as he praised it before turning around to continue fleeing.
Although the chick was magical, it had just been born. Its level was too low, so no matter how powerful its flames were, it was probably unable to burn the black-armored, white-haired ghost to death.
Indeed, black gas surged from the black-armored, white-haired ghost's body, extinguishing the golden flames on his palm. The charred palm also rapidly recovered in the black gas. His eyes were filled with anger as he chased after them again.
"What a lingering ghost!" Zhou Wen suddenly felt that sometimes, he couldn't help but believe in superstitions. Ever since he had Bamboo Blade, his luck had indeed worsened.
On this return journey, a new dimensional zone had appeared out of thin air. There was even a break-out creature. They were unlucky enough to encounter it.
Truth Listener and Banana Fairy came to help Zhou Wen fend off the black-armored, white-haired ghost. Zhou Wen also pushed Dragon Gate Fairy Skill to its limits, hoping to escape the calamity.
However, the black-armored, white-haired ghost was extremely intelligent. He already knew that Truth Listener and Banana Fairy's weakness was that their levels weren't high. He ignored them and sent them flying as he targeted Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen kept ordering Ghost Bride to fight. Her body trembled as she slowly floated towards the black-armored, white-haired ghost. Clearly, she was extremely terrified.
Zhou Wen dodged a few times in midair like an eagle, but he still failed to dodge the black-armored, white-haired ghost's palm. Just as he was about to be grabbed by the neck.
Looking at his furious eyes, Zhou Wen had no doubt that he would snap his neck.
After I return, I'll definitely game at home quietly. I won't come out no matter what. With this thought in mind, Zhou Wen prepared to activate the Sigh of the King's power.
Although the Sigh of the King was powerful, his body couldn't withstand such a powerful force. He didn't know if it was effective against the black-armored, white-haired ghost. Now, he was risking his life by using it. If he failed, he could only wait for death.
The white-haired ghost dodged the flames spewed out by the chick. Just as he was about to grab Zhou Wen, a bolt of lightning suddenly descended from the sky and struck the white-haired ghost's head. Li Xuan had cleaved down with the Thundergod Sword.
The white-haired ghost frowned slightly as he moved his body to the side. With a flip of his hand, a ghostly aura shot out, sending Li Xuan flying with his sword.
Bang!
Li Xuan's body slammed into the stone ground, shattering it into pieces.
"Li Xuan!" Zhou Wen slashed at the white-haired ghost as he shouted.
Li Xuan did a carp flip and jumped up from the rubble. He dragged the Thundergod Sword and charged at the white-haired ghost again.
The white-haired ghost's figure flashed as he grabbed the Bamboo Blade with one hand and the Thundergod Sword with the other. With a violent swing, he smashed Zhou Wen and Li Xuan to the ground.
Rubble splattered as Zhou Wen felt his face deform from the impact. Perhaps his bones had fractured as blood gushed out of his nose.
Li Xuan's situation wasn't much better. His entire body was smashed into the stone ground.
The white-haired ghost descended and was about to step on their heads.
Bang!
Ah Lai charged over and kicked the white-haired ghost in the chest, sending him flying back a distance.
Without any hesitation, Zhou Wen communicated with the Sigh of the King. In an instant, the strange power erupted like a volcano eruption.
A beam of light descended on Zhou Wen. Li Xuan and company couldn't see the figure, but Zhou Wen could sense that it was a woman, but he couldn't see it clearly.
A terrifying power instantly filled Zhou Wen's body, making him feel like he could destroy everything.
He didn't dare waste any more time. The Sigh of the King's power would only grow stronger. If he delayed too long, the power might cause his body to explode. Zhou Wen had to finish off the Ghost King before his body couldn't take it.
Seeing the Ghost King charge at him again, Zhou Wen didn't hesitate to use Transcendent Flying Immortal. His body transformed into a bolt of lightning as he charged at the black-armored, white-haired ghost.
Crack!
The Bamboo Blade slashed at the Ghost King's black armor again, leaving a deep mark on it. The black gas inside immediately surged out like a fountain.
The black-armored, white-haired ghost's expression changed as his figure flashed like a ghost, vanishing into thin air. Transcendent Flying Immortal's subsequent attacks immediately lost their target and missed.
When the black-armored, white-haired ghost appeared again, he was already dozens of meters away. There was no trace of him in between, as though he had teleported.
Zhou Wen felt the power in his body become more and more violent. Without any hesitation, he used Transcendent Flying Immortal again.
Originally, with his Primordial Energy, he could only use Transcendent Flying Immortal once before being drained. However, with the power of the Sigh of the King, Zhou Wen felt that he could use Transcendent Flying Immortal countless times. He didn't need to worry about expending too much Primordial Energy, as though he had infinite Primordial Energy in his body.
This feeling excited and worried Zhou Wen. Now, he was like a baby brandishing a sledgehammer. He could injure himself at any moment due to his lack of strength. His strength was insufficient to control the Sigh of the King.
Transcendent Flying Immortal instantly streaked across the sky and arrived in front of the black-armored, white-haired ghost. However, the black-armored, white-haired ghost's figure flashed and vanished once again. It made Zhou Wen lose track of his aura and unable to lock onto him. His Transcendent Flying Immortal missed again.
Zhou Wen's expression changed slightly. His body was already showing signs of overloading. If he couldn't quickly finish off the white-haired ghost, he would probably self-destruct.
However, the white-haired ghost had a skill similar to teleportation. No matter how strong or fast he was, it was useless if he couldn't touch the white-haired ghost.
When the white-haired ghost appeared again, Li Xuan charged forward and slashed at the white-haired ghost's head with the Thundergod Sword.
The white-haired ghost was somewhat afraid of Zhou Wen's strength, but he thought nothing of Li Xuan. With a slight flash, he dodged Li Xuan's Thundergod Sword and pressed Li Xuan's head to the ground.
Bam!
Rubble flew as Li Xuan's head slammed into the stone ground, leaving a huge crater. Blood splattered along with the rubble.
Zhou Wen was alarmed. This strike had probably crushed Li Xuan's head.
However, just as the white-haired ghost was about to retract his palm, Li Xuan suddenly grabbed his arm with both hands. He leaped up and wrapped himself around the white-haired ghost's body as he shouted at Zhou Wen, "Kill him!"
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