The person who came was wearing a white cassock and was tall. He was obviously a monk, but he was not kind at all. He even looked very ferocious. He looked thin, but the powerful sense of power emitted from his body was suffocating.

Black smoke emitting from the front of the car, the car is already considered useless.

Wang Lang asked the frightened few people not to get off the car. Wang Lang got off the car by himself and looked at the person standing on the front of the car outside.

The man clasped his hands together, his eyebrows were as white as the robe on his body.

"Black Dragon King, long time no see." The man slowly raised his eyes and looked at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang looked at the man with a great headache.

It's really a person I haven't seen for a long time. Who else can I have in this way and dressing besides Shi Ling?

I didn't expect that after seeing you for so long, Shi Ling's skills have made rapid progress, just like the Ghost Hand's skills, and Shi Ling also has the same aura as the Ghost Hand.

The breath of vampire.

"Senior Shi Ling, it's been a long time no see." Wang Lang endured the pain in his toothache and smiled at Shi Ling.

"The Black Dragon King was wrong, and there were a few words missing in front of my monk's Dharma name."

Wang Lang raised his eyebrows, not knowing what Shi Ling meant.

There was Shi Ling standing here, and the vampires next to them were as afraid as if they were afraid, just like Shi Ling was their head. If they didn't speak, they wouldn't dare to move.

"The real person sat down on the right general of the Ghost Fellow Army, Shi Ling." Shi Ling spoke slowly.

Wang Lang smiled after hearing this title. The same was true when the ghost hand introduced himself before. The ghost hand is now the left general of the ghost demon army under the Dragon Slaying Real Man, and what is the right general of Shi Ling?

"Senior, this name is so powerful." Wang Lang suddenly flattered and made Shi Ling not react for a while. Based on his understanding of Wang Lang, it is logical that Wang Lang should be a little mean, but not. This flattery made Shi Ling a little dazed. For a moment, he felt that the black dragon king in Longmen seemed to be not the cheapest-mouthed black dragon king in Longmen.

"Hmph." Shi Ling replied coldly.

"I didn't expect that, and there were unexpected gains. I had thought about finding the Black Dragon King himself for a while, but I didn't expect that I could find it without any effort. The Black Dragon King fell into the trap. It was really a good fortune for me. I caught the Black Dragon King and handed it to the real person, but it was a great achievement." Shi Ling stared at Wang Lang and smiled slightly.

Wang Lang replied and changed the topic, "Senior, I want to ask, is the ghost army under the Dragon Slayer lacking any positions? I am quite interested in this. Can you help me give Long Slayer a message and give me a one-and-a-half-staff in the Ghost Slayer. I don't want to ask for the left general and right general, just give me the title of general Zhe Chong."

Shi Ling was a little confused again. He looked at Wang Lang carefully. He was indeed the Black Dragon King of the past. How could he meet again? He learned to flatter and flatter. His previous slutty spirit seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

"If you really want to join the real person's disciple, that's fine. You don't have to resist. I save energy. Follow me to the real person's Dharma to see if the real person can reward you with a position." The old boy Shi Ling took it seriously.

Wang Lang laughed silly, "Senior, what kind of official is Cao Qiufeng in the army of ghosts? I haven't seen him for a long time."

"He is now the chief supervisor of the Jinsword Guard in front of the real person." Shi Ling said slowly.

"Maintain?" Wang Lang shook his ears and grinned, "Is Cao Qiufeng incomplete?"

Shi Ling frowned, "Where did you come from that nonsense? If you really want to meet the real person with me, then go with me, if not..."

The following words were not said, but Wang Lang clearly saw a red light flashing in Shi Ling's eyes. It was extremely strange.

Wang Lang felt a little cold in his heart.

This is almost the same skill as the realm of creation. No matter how awesome Wang Lang is, he can't beat others.

Unexpectedly, it may be broken here today, and the appearance of Shi Ling was truly beyond Wang Lang's expectations.

At first, Wang Lang thought that there was only one ghost hand, and then he sent away the others and the others, and then killed another one and joined forces with Lanhuaer to kill the ghost hand, but he never expected that a Shi Ling would come out on the way.

If these two people joined forces, Wang Lang and Lan Huaer would not be able to beat them together. They would not even have time to cry.

Wang Lang smiled at Shi Ling, "Senior, look at you, I haven't seen you for so long, reminiscing about the past, chatting, and savoring the sincere and warm feelings we once had."

Shi Ling frowned, "Are you going to fight?"

Wang Lang looked at him, "What are you saying? How could I, Mr. Wang, be the kind of person who is looking for a beating for no reason? I just want to chat with you. Senior, I will go with you steadily. Can you let me and my friends go?"

Shi Ling glanced at the scared people in the car, "I haven't seen each other for many days, and the IQ of the Black Dragon King is worrying. Do you think I am kind and ruthless?"

"Then why are you quarreling with me for a long time? If you want to fight, you can beat me. Where can you get so much nonsense? Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang

Shi Ling was stunned for a long time.

It seems that it wasn't that I was talking to Wang Lang for the past half day, but that Wang Lang was taking the initiative to talk to Shi Ling.

Sure enough, it was still the Black Dragon King of the past, Shi Ling's thin lips curled up a curve.

Shi Ling opened his eyes gently, and suddenly stepped on his feet and his whole body soared into the sky. The car could not bear the weight and turned over directly. It was like a turtle with four legs facing the sky. The courage of the few people inside was scared. When did they encounter this situation?

After reaching a critical point, Shi Ling's body fell down, and his clothes were tightly pressed against his body. Shi Ling held one hand on his chest and slapped Wang Lang's head with the other hand.

"Tathagata's Divine Palm?" Wang Lang looked at Shi Ling's appearance and four words flashed inexplicably in his mind.

The speed of Shi Ling is very fast, it can be said that he arrives in the blink of an eye.

Before Wang Lang could not confront Shi Ling head-on, he immediately avoided it.

Shi Ling directly sank into the bluestone ground with one hand, twisting his wrist, causing the whole person to rotate. Shi Ling came towards Wang Lang like a big windmill.

Wang Lang retreated repeatedly, Shi Ling arrived in front of him in just a few breaths and swept over with one claw.

Wang Lang barely avoided, and a tree next to him was directly broken by Shi Ling.

Shi Ling was too fast, and after he came, he did not give Wang Lang any chance to breathe. He waved his hand so tightly that it was not airtight. After a while, Wang Lang's clothes were hung on his body in locks.

Just as Shi Ling's palm was buckled towards Wang Lang's head, Wang Lang suddenly shouted loudly.

"etc!"

Shi Ling frowned and really stopped. Looking at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang chuckled and took two steps back, "Senior, wait a moment."

As he spoke, Wang Lang reached out and pulled it on his butt.

Shi Ling looked at Wang Lang for no reason.

Wang Lang grinned and said, "I'm so rushing, my pants are stuffed into the hook."
Chapter completed!