The eyes looked coldly, and Qinglin and Yin Shuo suddenly stopped.

The dark sky suddenly saw strong winds and smoky mist. The dark willow trees swayed from east to west. In the cold wind, several figures stood, with no life on their bodies, pale faces, and their eyes looked dull.

"Strange." Yin Shuo looked at the six people in front of him, surprised.

"What's going on?" Qinglin asked with a frown slightly.

Yin Shuo shook his head and said with a serious expression: "These ghost messengers are more spiritual than before, and I feel that they have a strange aura."

Qinglin stared at the six people, except that they reacted much more sensitively than before, but they could not feel anything.

"Since you can't escape, you should treat it as a way to eliminate harm for the people. I heard that the demonic energy emitted from this ghost realm is getting heavier and heavier, and it is very likely to break through the seal." Youruo looked at the ghost messengers with murderous aura.

Before Qinglin and others could take action, the ghost messengers rushed forward.

Youruo held a sharp sword in his hand, and his sharp sword energy kept hitting the ghost crew. He watched the person in front of him fall down, but in the blink of an eye, he stood up and stood up.

This is the case for everyone. No matter how they are beaten, they will never die, and their power is getting stronger and stronger.

The dazzling fire light shone with darkness, and the bodies of several ghosts were ignited directly. Seeing them struggling in the sea of ​​fire, they were finally burned into a wisp of black smoke, drifting further and further in a certain direction.

Youruo waved his sword and attacked him, and the black smoke seemed to be alive and could not be beaten away at all.

"What is this?" Sha Fu looked up at the sky, and was also full of curiosity.

"Demonic energy." Qinglin's voice was heavy, and his whole expression became even more serious.

"The Ghost King has reached the point where he can control the demonic energy. If he lets him go out, it will definitely be a disaster." Yin Shuo sighed, his face full of worry.

It took a lot of effort to eliminate these ghost messengers. Before they could take a breath, they saw that there were people around them, one by one, as if they had been stolen from valuable things.

Qinglin waved his sword down, and an arc of light and shadow formed around his body, spreading as he flew, knocking everyone out.

"Let's leave here." Qinglin grabbed Youruo's hand and flew up, chasing Black Smoke.

He stretched out his teeth and claws to the sky, but unfortunately Qinglin and his men had disappeared without a trace.

A mysterious black palace is brightly lit around it, as if I knew someone was coming in advance, so I prepared it specially.

Several people stood in front of the tall city gate, looked up at the distance, with different expressions.

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, a few hearty laughs came from the void, and then a voice came out: "I knew you would definitely come back."

"It's true that things are in your hands." Qinglin's face was calm, but his tone of speaking was a bit cold.

"Haha." The Ghost King smiled faintly, the palace door opened automatically, and a phantom floated out: "If I didn't sense it wrong, this golden scale contains powerful original power, which may be useless to ordinary people, but for the owner of the golden scale, it is equivalent to cutting flesh and bleeding on the body."

Qinglin's expression moved, not only with shock, but also with a strong murderous aura in his whole body: "What do you want?"

"Let's just come in and say." The Ghost King's voice fell, and his phantom disappeared in an instant, without any changes in the mood from beginning to end, as if everything was under his control.

Qinglin turned around and took a look, then walked into the palace first.

Youru and the others hesitated and followed.

In the hall, a strange black shadow leaned slightly down on the seat, revealing only half of his face.

"Magic Hand, how dare you betray me?" The black shadow slowly raised his head and stared at Yin Shuo, his deep eyes as sharp as a sharp blade.

"Betray?" Yin Shuo smiled faintly and said without fear: "I don't seem to have promised you anything, so how can I betray you?"

The Ghost King's face was obviously ugly, but he still forced himself to hold it back: "Hmph! Your account will be settled with you again."

Youruo felt that the Ghost King seemed to be deliberately delaying time, and he glared at him with some angrily saying, "Give back the golden scales to me."

Seeing Youruo open his mouth, the Ghost King finally calmed down and smiled a little more: "The golden scale is in my hand, if you want it, come and get it myself."

Qinglin's expression and expression suddenly changed as he looked at the ghost king's teasing expression: "Then let me go over and get it."

The Ghost King was still proud, and only felt a murderous aura attacking him. He just dodged and dodged, but the seat under him was broken into several pieces.

"I'm so brave. I dare to be so arrogant in my Ghost King Palace." The Ghost King shouted fiercely. Before he could stand firm, a powerful force counterattacked, just hitting the wind that Qinglin made.

Qinglin retreated suddenly, and took the opportunity to pull out the sword in his hand. The strong smell of blood swept across the sky and forced the Ghost King out again. Unpredictable, he directly hit the wall behind him.

The whole hall trembled a few times, and there was a slight tremor. Youruo looked up in shock and saw a mirror embedded in one corner of the wall, which looked so familiar.

"Spirit Gathering Mirror?" Youruo was shocked and couldn't help but shout.

"How did you recognize this as the Spirit Gathering Mirror?" The Ghost King suddenly stopped, looking surprised.

Youruo did not mean to explain, but stared at the Spirit Gathering Mirror. At this time, he heard the Ghost King admit it personally, and then he was sure that he did not admit his mistake. It was unexpected that the Spirit Gathering Mirror would appear here.

"No wonder!" Yin Shuo sighed, as if he had figured out something.

In recent years, people in the Ghost Realm, including the Ghost King, have been unable to leave here. It turned out that they rely on the seal of the spirit gathering mirror. It can be seen that this spiritual realm is many times more powerful than the legendary power.

"Since you all recognize me, I won't hide it. Yes, this mirror is indeed a spirit gathering mirror." The Ghost King roared, feeling resentful: "If Le Feng hadn't abandoned the spirit gathering mirror back then, how could I be lonely here for thousands of years? Although I am the king here, what is the meaning of this dark life to me?"

"But now you are half human and half demon. If you let you go out, it will only harm others. It is a great favor for you to survive until now." Youruo crossed his sword in front of him, his face full of hostility.

The Ghost King seemed to be dissatisfied and slapped a few palms hard, and each time he hit the spirit gathering mirror, but the mirror didn't move except for a few sounds.

"Hmph! Do you think I want to become like this? People here want to become like this? That battle is the most important thing."

Youruo was also moved when he saw the Ghost King's excited expression. After all, human power could not compete with such a thing. The magic power of the four major demon kings back then was indeed very strong, with countless casualties and injuries. The Ghost King was quite good. His body was just contaminated by the demonic energy. Many people here had lost their lives and turned into a zombie.

"These have nothing to do with us. I just want to get back the golden scales." Qinglin did not show any sympathy. Even if the Ghost King is a human body, it is impossible for the evil spirit to still retain the kind nature of human beings over the years.

"It's not impossible to get the golden scales back, unless you lift the seal here." The Ghost King was cold-hearted and finally expressed his ultimate goal.

"How can you do something that the Ghost King can't do with just a few of us?" Sha Fu looked at the Ghost King, speaking arrogantly and rudely, just like hating some demons to the core.
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