What is the greatest wish of the ghost living in Huangquan River?

Everyone must have a unified answer to this question.

That is to seize one's body and become a human being, and have a good time in the human world.

However, the probability of meeting a stranger in the Yellow Spring River is the same as that of a ghost meeting the throne.

Almost, absolutely, impossible!

Occasionally there are some legends, but they are just based on rumors.

No one has actually seen the throne.

Just like no one admits that they have seen real human beings.

But now, it's like dumplings are being dropped, one after another.

Living, flowing human beings!

Moreover, his cultivation level is not high, and he seems to be very easy to seize.

For a moment, they were extremely excited.

Seeing them running towards them with happy faces, Xiao Long and Bai Fei were a little dumbfounded.

Isn't this...too enthusiastic?

"Haha, humans are mine."

"I want to seize this woman's body. No one can compete with me."

"You are a man, but you want to take away a woman's body? Are you sick?"

"What do you know? People can be boys or girls."

…

A group of people roared and rushed towards everyone.

Huang yelled: "These are all phantom ghosts. You must not be fooled."

Fisherman leader Sun Longwei shouted: "Don't worry, sir, we have a sense of discretion in our hearts."

All believers have received the message of faith from Ren Kuang.

Naturally, be very careful here.

A melee begins.

The three-headed divine dogs are all soul-powered creatures.

If they were in Huangquan River, everyone would naturally be no match for them.

But in this Yuan Secret Realm, everyone's strength is not much different.

Xiao Long, Bai Fei, Hulha, Feicun Yidao, Qingtian Zhongyi, Sun Longwei, Lin Yan and other five-star strong players took the lead.

The fishermen and some crazy disciples formed a fighting team with several people in each group to fight against the smaller ones.

These people may not necessarily be strong, but they definitely have rich combat experience.

Facing these ghosts, unprecedented power exploded.

It seems like he wants to vent all his previous depression.

Phoenix is ​​even more exaggerated and directly transformed into its true form.

Flying into the air, a puff of flame shot out.

The ghosts below let out horrified howls and fled in all directions.

Phoenix True Fire is the nemesis of soul-powered creatures.

Lucifer did not take action.

Almost no soul-powered creatures are willing to get close to him.

Innate soul suppression is no joke.

He looked in the direction of Sword Valley and strode away with a complicated expression.

In the Sword Valley, the wail of the Thousand-Armed Demon King has become feeble.

His body was riddled with holes.

Originally there was a tall building.

Now it has been condensed into the size of a truck head.

The only six-star tentacle has become only as thick as an arm.

This is nothing, the key is the realm, which directly dropped several levels and became five-star and five-dan.

After thousands of years of hard work, we will return to before liberation.

At this moment, the Thousand-Armed Demon King was about to cry without tears.

The whole person has become numb.

Without strength, there is no right to speak in Huangquanhe.

The Thousand-Armed Demon King has almost foreseen what his former enemies will look like when they see him.

I will probably have to spend the next few days hiding in Tibet.

The sword energy penetrated, and it didn't seem to hurt that much.

Maybe the pain is numb.

And what is happening to Ren Kuang, who is hiding among the three-headed divine dogs?

The Thousand-Armed Demon King is really curious.

This master is so evil.

Although the body of the three-headed divine dog has been almost dismembered by the sword energy.

But the chains did not disappear.

The skeleton of the three-headed divine dog is still locked.

Sword energy doesn't seem to have much interest in bones.

Like Ling Chi, it penetrates and cuts away the flesh and blood bit by bit.

The body of the three-headed divine dog visibly transformed into a skeleton.

Finally, all the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the scene inside.

The Thousand-Armed Demon King actually felt a trace of schadenfreude in his heart.

Master, it must be miserable.

He looked over hopefully.

This sight made him let out a shrill howl.

Why?

How could it be?

The situation before him was even more unacceptable than having his six-star tentacle cut off.

Even if Ren Kuang was unscathed, he wouldn't be so surprised.

The Thousand-Armed Demon King couldn't figure it out.

Why would someone eat hot pot in such a dangerous environment?

Yes, he read it right.

In the body of the three-headed divine dog, Ren Kuang is sitting on a chair with a wooden table in front of him.

On the wooden table, there are iron pots, bowls and chopsticks, and meat, steaming hot.

Ren Kuang was happily holding a palm-sized piece of meat with his chopsticks, and was enjoying himself in the soup pot.

Seeing the Thousand-Hand Demon King, he casually said: "Qian-Hou, come on, you still have a lot of impurities in your body, don't even think about eating it."

"Besides, this is mortal food. You, a soul-powered creature, can't eat it, so stop being greedy."

The Thousand-Armed Demon King collapsed inside.

Are you greedy?

He couldn't figure it out.

Why doesn't the sword energy attack Ren Kuang?

Is it because he is human?

Does this sword energy only attack soul-powered creatures?

That’s for sure!
To be continued...