A soft, warm light shot out from the cross in an instant and flew towards the ghost head evil spirit in the sky.
He couldn't feel the passage of time at all. In just a split second, almost as soon as there was light, the divine light hit Guitou Sha.
After all, the distance was only a dozen meters, and there was no room for anyone to react. The divine light accurately hit the ghost-headed black mist-like body, penetrated it instantly, and then continued to fly towards the distance, quickly disappeared into the horizon.
"Ahhhhh!"
Almost immediately after being penetrated by the [Silver Cross], in the black mist, countless faces opened their mouths in pain and screamed.
Then, there was a loud "bang" sound in the black mist, and the entire black mist shattered into pieces, turning into ferocious human heads, scattered in all directions and trying to fly away into the distance.
Under the repeated attacks of many people, the ghost-headed evil finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the number of heads in the black mist was slowly and continuously decreasing.
Under the multiple blows from Zhang Jiao, Li Yan and Qian Pangpang, the ghost-headed evil finally couldn't bear the fear of losing its soul and split into human-headed ghosts, planning to escape.
But Zhang Jiao "eliminates demons and protects the Tao", so how could he let them leave?
At the moment, he was holding the sword in his hand and slashing at the human-headed ghosts who were trying to escape.
Streams of sword energy flew through the air with great power.
Every sword energy can hit a human-headed ghost very accurately.
After these human-headed ghosts are divided, their strength will become very low, and they will have no offensive power.
So after Zhang Jiao struck with his sword a few times, these human-headed ghosts turned into rising black energy and disappeared.
And just when the last human-headed ghost was chopped into pieces by Zhang Jiao's sword, a voice resounded through the sky!
“System Announcement: Player [Pear Flavor] kills player [I’m so crazy about you, mom]!”
The system announcement rang in every player's ears at the same time, and Li Yan and Qian Pangpang heard it immediately.
They looked at each other and frowned at the same time.
The reason was that the bent player who was killed was from Li Yan's team.
Except for Li Yan and the other four, the only lone player was now killed.
At the same time, not far from the Dragon King Temple, there was a strong man holding a big knife. He was standing on the roof of an inn, staring closely at Zhang Jiao in the sky above the Dragon King Temple.
He couldn't understand why Zhang Jiao, a player, wanted to compete with a ghost in the game.
The strong man has an item in his hand that can randomly detect players. After detection, he can see a red dot representing local players on the mini-map.
And this red dot is right in front of the Dragon King Temple.
Therefore, this Zhang Jiao must be a player!
Originally, he had a calm face, even looking at Zhang Jiao with disdain in his eyes.
A player who fights monsters in a dark way is definitely a newbie.
Because in this copy, all players must be human.
This is the information that a strong man got from a little master, and it is absolutely correct.
The muscular man is a player from the old zone. Although he is just an ordinary or even a novice player, he still has the arrogance of "I am an old player and I am awesome!"
The most direct manifestation is to look down on any newcomers.
Originally, he planned to wait for Zhang Jiao to fight the ghost, then take advantage of it and go straight in to pick up the heads.
Although he was a little surprised after seeing the power of the divine light, he didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he recognized that the other party was a player.
Even if the divine light shot from the ground to the sky, he could only think that Zhang Jiao had set a trap or used a relatively powerful prop.
I didn't even think about whether there would be other players.
Seeing that the last human-headed ghost was about to be killed by Zhang Jiao with a swing of his sword, the strong man also tightened his grip on the sword, kicked off his feet, and jumped towards the Dragon King Temple, intending to rush forward and kill Zhang Jiao immediately.
But the next moment, when the human-headed ghost died, the system's prompt sounded.
“System Announcement: Player [Pear Flavor] kills player [I’m so crazy about you, mom]!”
Damn it? ?
The muscular man's eyes widened in an instant, as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past him.
His feet slipped and he fell to the ground, falling hard from the roof to the ground.
He still landed face first.
Of course, such a height does no harm to the strength of a strong man with three stars.
He didn't care about such a small problem at all. Instead, he stood up quickly with his knife in his hand, looked at Zhang Jue's position, and murmured in disbelief: "Oh my god... In this copy of Emperor Zheng, there are players. Became a ghost??”
At this moment, the strong man had a lot on his mind.
In this dungeon, the characters that all players get will only be human characters, that is, the kind of people who have just been resurrected and have the destiny of an emperor.
Moreover, the player's racial identity will only be human and cannot be changed.
All props' effects on changing race will be temporarily invalid.
Therefore, the strong man felt that this dead player was probably a professional master.
He believes that only true professional masters can break the restrictions of the copy and forcibly change their own race.
And this professional-level ghost master was actually killed by that horn!
So how strong will this Zhang Jiao be?
It must be unfathomable!
How many powerful props would such an unfathomable player have?
Maybe the divine light just like that can be shot dozens more times, right?
With this mentality, the strong man thought about it and finally chose to hide aside to see the situation and did not dare to enter the Dragon King Temple for the time being.
But, in fact, the real player is not Zhang Jiao at all, let alone the ghost.
. . . . . .
Ten minutes ago.
In the Guandi Temple.
A man with a goatee and a black robe walked backwards into the hall where the statue of Guan Gong was enshrined.
The man in black robe has deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and the beard on his chin is also a bit gray. It seems that he has entered middle age.
From the appearance point of view, this man in black robe is also born with a heroic appearance, giving people a calm and restrained feeling, with a calm and self-defeating temperament.
But at this time, he looked a little embarrassed, with multiple wounds on his body caused by being scratched by sharp objects.
He even lost his footing and accidentally fell in front of the statue of Guan Gong.
In front of the man in black robe, stood a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
The young man held a long sword in his hand, pointing at the middle-aged man in black robe from a distance.
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