Number 1 took one last look towards the entrance of Anti-Tiandi and followed closely!
…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The river is roaring and roaring, and the water is dim and yellow. However, due to the abnormal change of the Huangquan Monument, it is now divided into two distinct parts.
In the middle of the river.
The Ghost Emperor looked at the Huangquan Monument with a gloomy face, the ghost power in his body boiling and boiling, and he was constantly using the power of the ghost pool to repair the crack!
over time.
The crack gradually became smaller and even seemed to disappear, but his expression became more ferocious and cold.
He never thought of it.
As a member of the 365 tribes of the Underworld Ghost, he is an immortal and powerful man, but one day he will become a tailor!
Anger returns to anger.
Seeing the awed eyes of the ancient ghost kings behind him, his mood suddenly improved a lot.
At least, he is still alive!
At least, he is now the controller of the ghost clan!
"Don't panic."
Thinking of this, he spoke in a deep voice and said indifferently: "That man has too much time to take care of himself, and now he wants to compete with me for the power of Huangquan. It is simply a wishful thinking!"
"Wait until I repair the ghost pond!"
"I went and took his life myself..."
Click!
Click!
Before he finished speaking, the Underworld Monument suddenly trembled. The crack that he had repaired for the most part spread again, and... became even bigger!
The Ghost Emperor was furious!
"Who is it again!!"
Chapter completed!