President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

The six people in the fierce battle also saw Lin Yifan's intention at this time, but it was too late for them to stop it.

As the strongest six suzerains in Qingzhou, being teased by a young man, it is conceivable how angry these six people are.But at this moment, they were at their wits' end, and could only watch Lin Yifan transform into a beam of light and shoot away into the distance.

The next moment, the world suddenly darkened, as if an invisible hand covered the space.

The wind blows past, like rippling ripples, where it passes, the picture of this space is frozen.

Lin Yifan, who shot away, seemed to have been cast with a holding spell, maintaining a forward posture.

The thousands of sword qi surging out of the old man Jian were all frozen at this moment.Not only him, but Old Man Sun and the others also maintained their saber posture at this time.

The space suddenly became quiet, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing.

"I have waited for thousands of years, and finally I have waited." A sound that seemed to come from the vicissitudes of the ancient times broke the silence of this space.

The air in front of Lin Yifan fluctuated, and a tall man appeared in front of him.

As soon as this figure appeared, everyone in this space could clearly hear a crackling sound in the air, as if something had been crushed to pieces.

Then, all these incapacitated people were freed.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the tall figure who suddenly appeared and suppressed the world.

"Ghost King, you, you actually left the customs?" Old Jian's voice became unnatural when he spoke again.

Not only him, but the other five sect masters all became unnatural when they saw this tall figure.

Hearing what old man Jian called this man, Lin Yifan seemed to have guessed the identity of the man in front of him, which made his face even more ugly.

After finally gaining a chance to escape, unexpectedly, the ghost king of Guigu, who was feared by the Qingzhou Six Sects, appeared unexpectedly.

From the terrifying coercion emanating from the other party, it can be seen that the other party seems to be stronger than the rumors.

Even if the six suzerains join forces and add magic weapons to help out, it is impossible to be the opponent of the other party.

The ghost king's eyes swept over the old man Jian and the others, and a sneer of disdain flashed in his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, he never regarded the six people in front of him as his opponents. The reason why he didn't kill these six people before was that the day of his position came.

Thousands of years of waiting finally made him wait for Lin Yifan to appear.

He had been looking forward to this day for too long, but when it really came, the ghost king found that he was not as excited as he had imagined, but calmer than ever.

For him, being bound for thousands of years in this world where spiritual energy is lacking can be regarded as a kind of tempering.

"Open the prehistoric passage." The Ghost King glanced over Old Jian and the others, and finally landed on Lin Yifan with a gloomy face.

Lin Yifan's eyes were fixed, and he asked subconsciously: "What is the Great Desolation Passage?"

He has never heard of the prehistoric channel that the ghost king said, and even when he obtained the inheritance of ancient books, there is no record about it.

When the ghost king was suppressing the world, Lin Yifan subconsciously thought that the other party had also come for him to obtain the luck of the world. But at this time, after hearing the ghost king's inexplicable words, he found that it was not what he imagined.

Lin Yifan didn't know what the Great Desolation Passage was, but old man Jian and the others knew it all too well.

Hearing the ghost king's words, excitement flashed across the faces of several people, and the emperor subconsciously looked at the ghost king and asked, "Ghost king, can the prehistoric passage really be opened?"

Although old man Jian and the others didn't speak, it can be seen from the way they looked at the ghost king that the question asked by the emperor at this time is also what they care about.

The ghost king glanced at Huang Sheng and the others indifferently, and a cold sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.

This glance made Huang Sheng and the others feel as if they were being stared at by a prehistoric beast, losing control of their bodies again.

The next moment, the ghost king's hands moved, and complicated handprints were thrown out casually. Suddenly, a violent storm in this space wrapped Huang Sheng and others in it.

"Ah...Ghost King, how dare you..."

"stop it now!"

A series of horrified screams came from the center of the storm, and it was the emperor and the saints who uttered them.

As the strongest six sect masters in Qingzhou, they didn't know the gap between themselves and the ghost king until now.

Not only did the Ghost King have no intention of stopping, but the speed at which his hands squeezed the handprints became faster and faster, and the six people in the center of the storm could no longer control the violent aura and boiling blood in their bodies.

It was left until the blood column soared from the center of the storm, dyeing the sky red for a long time.

"Hurry up! Ning!" Ghost King spat out two words at this moment, like the sound of a bell reverberating in this world.

The six blood pillars soaring into the sky condensed into a blood formation in mid-air after the ghost king quickly made a series of flying handprints.

The disciples of the six sects on the Sunset Square were deeply shocked by the scene above the sky.

The next moment, everyone felt that the blood in their bodies became violent. Even if they used spiritual energy to suppress it, they couldn't stop the boiling blood that burst out of their bodies.

"Pfft..."

Pillars of blood sprayed out from the bodies of the disciples of the six sects, and condensed towards the blood array above the sky.

Not only the disciples of the six sects in the Sunset Square, but also the ordinary people who had not had time to leave the city around the Sunset Square, all lost control over their bodies.

These people were horrified to find that the blood in their bodies seemed to have been summoned by some kind, and it broke out uncontrollably, flying towards the huge blood formation suspended above the sunset square.

In just a few breaths, the disciples of the six sects and countless ordinary people all collapsed to the ground.

After absorbing the blood of countless people, the blood array above the sky covered the entire Sunset Square, looking from a distance like a bloody full moon.

Lin Yifan stared blankly at the countless fallen figures on the Sunset Square, his whole mind went blank.

Compared with the disciples of the Six Sects killing ordinary people, the bloody scene in front of him undoubtedly had a greater visual and psychological impact on Lin Yifan.

"Dead, all dead!" He muttered to himself with dull eyes.

The living beings were all dead in just a few breaths.

Even though Lin Yifan's resolve had been honed to be as firm as a rock, and he had taken a dim view of life and death, at this moment, his heart still twitched fiercely.

The ghost king's expression didn't change from the beginning to the end. At this moment, the speed of his complicated handprints with both hands became more rapid.

"The avenue is ruthless, everything is a straw dog, and the ancient world has been sealed for thousands of years. Today, hundreds of millions of fresh blood are used as guides, and the fate of heaven and earth is used as a sword. I want to break this cage!" Character.

When the sound of the last word fell, countless robbery clouds appeared in the blood-colored sky, and the whole sky and earth vibrated with the roaring sound.

When the ghost king pinched his hands again and slapped Lin Yifan, the blood in his body became frenzied.

Sheets of scales covered his whole body again, and Lin Yifan, transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, raised his head to the sky and roared, trying to break free from the shackles that bound his body.

How could the Ghost King give him this chance?
I saw the ghost king's body flashing, and rushed into the bloody formation at this moment, and his body also changed at this moment.

First, a cloud of blood was sprayed from his shoulders, two heads burst out, and then four arms burst out.

The three heads and six arms in ancient mythology describe the ghost king at this time.

"Open it for me!"

The ghost king who turned into a three-headed and six-armed form roared loudly, and his six arms flew up and down, grabbing at Lin Yifan who turned into a five-clawed golden dragon.

"Boom..."

There was a sudden broken sound as if the air was being squeezed, Lin Yifan felt as if a breath in his body was caught by an invisible thug, and it was pulled out of his body forcefully.

When he retracted the six arms that Lin Yifan had grabbed, he could vaguely see that each hand was holding a group of colorful light spots.

When these colorful light spots merged into the blood-colored formation, the robbery cloud gathered above the sky finally fell into the robbery thunder.

Nine thunderbolts as thick as an adult's arm struck towards the blood-colored formation, and Lin Yifan, who had turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, was also enveloped in it.

After the blood-colored array absorbed the colorful light spots, the blood-colored radiance flourished and collided with Jielei, tearing a gap in the space.

"Hahaha... I finally soared into this world." The three-headed and six-armed ghost king raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and rushed into the torn crack in a flash.

"Crack!"

A thunderbolt fell on Lin Yifan, who was transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon with a strong physique. When he was hit by the thunderbolt, his flesh and blood flew horizontally, and he was directly blasted into the air.

As the ghost king rushed into the crack in the space, the bloody formation and the robbery cloud quickly dissipated, as if they had never appeared before, and the tranquility before this world was restored.

Lin Yifan, who was blasted to the ground by the thunderbolt, recovered his body, his chest was sunken, and his face turned pale.

Lying on the cold ground, looking at the countless corpses around him, Lin Yifan's eyes turned blood red.

For his own selfish desire, the ghost king actually slaughtered countless lives, and all of this was caused by the luck of heaven and earth, and the self-blame and anger in his heart made him look up to the sky and roar, "Ghost king, I will kill you! "

"puff……"

Lin Yifan, who was roaring up to the sky, spewed out a mouthful of blood mist again, his head tilted as he exhausted his last bit of strength, and passed out.

A few black dots came from a distance, and within two breaths, several men exuding a strong aura appeared in the sky above the Sunset Square.

The gazes of these people swept over the countless corpses on the Sunset Square, and the aura around each of them became violent.

One of the old men with a sense of demeanor fell on Lin Yifan and said in a concentrated voice, "There is still one who is not dead."

After saying that, the old man swooped down, grabbed Lin Yifan in his hand, and shot out a stream of pure spiritual energy, injecting it into Lin Yifan's body.