Chapter 663 Blazing Ghost Emperor

He asked several times, but everyone gathered here was still silent.

"Is there no one?" The leader's face gradually darkened, "There is such a big celebrity in your village, but no one is willing to recognize him?"

Looking around, he lifted up a storage ring indifferently: "If anyone can provide clues, all the money here is yours." With a little stimulation of spiritual power, a lot of spiritual stones were sprinkled.

A piece of land is worth enough to be worth decades of hard work in farming.

Facing this windfall, all the villagers looked at each other for a few times, and finally someone spoke tremblingly: "Sir, we really don't know the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor!"

"Yes, how can we get acquainted with such a big figure as the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor? Is there any misunderstanding here?"

While they were talking, these people's eyes were still looking towards the spiritual stones on the ground, their faces full of greed that they couldn't hide.

The leader narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly exchanged a few glances with the followers beside him, and his expression finally became completely ferocious.

"Since you are so ungrateful, I can only kill you one by one!" As he spoke, he pulled out a sharp long knife from his waist, causing everyone in the field to scream. But the leader just

He sneered and slashed at the people in front of him.

The group of villagers was instantly in chaos, screaming and running in all directions. Several people panicked and bumped into each other on the spot, causing a scream. But how could this group of mortals defeat the well-trained spiritual cultivators?

A row of long knives was also set up, which completely blocked everyone's way. In the chaos, Old Man Luo was pushed around in the crowd, frightened and frightened. He felt a heart palpitation and clutched his chest in pain.

He took off his clothes and his breathing became more rapid.

"Why do you kill people casually!" Suddenly, a clear child's voice rang out. Duan Ling could not stop him in time, and watched helplessly as Luo Xiaoxing rushed to the front of the queue, and coldly faced one of the knife bearers with eyes filled with hatred.

watching.

The man didn't take the child seriously at all, and was about to chop it off with a knife, but he glanced at Luo Xiaoxing a few more times, suddenly frowned slightly, turned his head and said: "Sir, look at this child... his appearance

, is he simply a smaller version of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor?"

If three years ago, Luo Xiaoxing's appearance was just purely cute, then now his facial contours have gradually matured, and he has become faintly tough and handsome. Coupled with that pair of sharp eyes, it is very similar to Luo Xiaoxing's appearance.

The Emperor Star is indeed 70% similar.

Due to this unexpected episode, the killing operation temporarily stopped. The other villagers also took turns looking at Luo Xiaoxing and the crowd opposite with confused and uneasy eyes.

On the other side, the leader knelt down, waved friendly to Luo Xiaoxing, and called: "Kid, come here, are you the younger brother of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor?"

Luo Xiaoxing stepped forward as he was told, looked directly at him without flinching, and said coldly: "I don't recognize the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor. But my brother is the most powerful. If you dare to mess around here, my brother will definitely punish you."

I’m going to teach you a lesson!” As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of spiritual power suddenly swirled around his fist, and he swung it out hard, hitting the leader in the abdomen!

Powerful energy fluctuations erupted. At first, the leader saw that he was too young and looked down upon him. At this time, he was caught off guard and was knocked back several steps on the spot. When he came to his senses again, he turned his gaze away in surprise and joy and spat out a mouthful.

He raised his hand and wiped it on his lips, and said with a ferocious smile: "It seems that they are right!"

"To prevent the news from leaking out, I will kill everyone else in this village!"

More and more disciples drew out their long knives and started slashing and stabbing at the villagers. Luo Xiaoxing was like a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. His spiritual energy exploded with all his strength, and he rushed into the battle group, struggling to resist. His moves were quite effective.

He is flexible and knows a lot of spiritual skills. Although his spiritual power accumulation is still lacking, he can still cause a lot of interference to the enemy when he exerts his full strength.

This time, Duan Ling could no longer stand by and watch. A layer of energy gauze also exploded around his body. He had to protect Luo Xiaoxing and the villagers, and also stop the enemy. The burden on his shoulders was extremely arduous. Therefore, Duan Ling also put aside

Following a steady and steady style, every time he made a move, he used his most powerful killing move. Ripples of spiritual power swept away, and the blood flowed out, temporarily forming a fragile line of defense.

"The Art of Ten Thousand Swords!" During Luo Xiaoxing's battle, Duan Ling took a break and quickly formed seals with his hands. A huge spiritual sword was slowly taking shape behind his back. And in the blink of an eye, the sword transformed into a thousand swords.

Thousands of swords formed an overwhelming screen of sword shadows, pressing towards the enemy in front of them.

Although this move was powerful, Duan Ling was still defeated due to his weak foundation. Although all the disciples who were hit by the move were forced back a few steps, they were not seriously injured. After hurriedly regaining their breath, they raised their swords high again,

The offensive became more violent.

The leader watched coldly from the side, shook his head and sneered: "Ha, this is indeed the village where the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor was born. Even two little kids have such strong strength."

He could clearly see that although these two children were not very old, they both had the strength of the Qi Gathering level. Especially the older child had reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Gathering. He had to break through to the Qi Condensing level.

It's just around the corner. Such young geniuses are not uncommon among the first-class powers, but it is quite rare to appear in such a small country and village.

After laughing, the leader also narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Then we must kill them as soon as possible... Otherwise, if we let them grow up, they may become another Rakshasa Ghost Emperor in the future!"

The chaotic battle situation was coming to an end in the blink of an eye.

After performing the Ten Thousand Sword Art, Duan Ling's spiritual energy was consumed by more than half. In the second half of the battle, he relied almost entirely on faith. Luo Xiaoxing's strength was even more limited. When a large number of enemies swarmed forward, the two

The people were gradually outnumbered, and their movements to fight back became increasingly stiff. It was obvious that they were completely defeated in just this moment.

After the two of them were defeated, no one could stop the massacre of the spiritual cultivators on the opposite side. This village would be completely wiped out in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, what kind of expression will you show when you come back and see such a dead village?" The leader seemed to have anticipated what would happen soon, and suddenly burst out into a burst of crazy laughter, "You

You want to destroy us...even if everyone in our sect dies in your hands in the end, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

In the intertwined blood light, in front of the village gate a few feet away, a ball of flames ignited out of thin air. The fire rolled several times and quickly transformed into a human form. The conspicuous red hair was fluttering in the wind, like a ball.

Red Flame. Gazing leisurely at the fierce fighting in the village, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This man appeared out of thin air, but no one noticed him. It was as if he was originally in a different space. His temperament was light and incompatible with the scene in front of him. It was not until the final killing was about to begin that he slowly raised his head.

With his hands, a fire dragon flew out in an instant, covering the village in a few blinks. The houses and the two fighting parties were completely submerged in the blazing fire...

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When Luo Dixing rushed back to the village, all he saw was ruins.

It was a bloody mess, with mutilated corpses everywhere. Many people had been burned all over, and their faces were difficult to distinguish. Clusters of unextinguished flames were still beating around the village, as if they were still proving the fate of the previous battle.

Tragic.

Luo Dixing's vision went dark, and he stumbled a step forward at this moment. After a long time, he tried his best to restrain the shock in his heart, stepped forward, and slowly entered this deserted village.

Broken arms, ruins, and charred corpses... He grew up here, and even though he had been gone for many years, the layout of those houses was the one he was most familiar with. He still remembered that he had been there

I had fought in front of this house, practiced in front of that house... But now, all of them no longer exist. All that is left are protruding wooden pillars with unfinished flames clinging to them.

From time to time, a few wisps of burnt blackness are sprinkled again...

The deeper he walked, the pupils of Luo Dixing continued to expand.

At this time, he was no longer the great Rakshasa Ghost Emperor who made the whole world fearful. He was just a young man standing in front of the ruins of his hometown, not knowing where his relatives were, and defeated by regret and sorrow.

Cold, bone-chilling cold. The helplessness he felt at this moment was even more than when he first entered the spiritual world, when he was the weakest and everyone could crush him at will... It exceeded him

While he was being tortured in the Yinfeng Stream... his power at the peak of the third level of Tongtian was enough to make him look down upon the contemporary power. In the face of life and death, everything turned into a joke.

"Hey... are they still alive? Tell me are they still alive?" Luo Dixing kept muttering to himself in his heart. It seemed that he was talking to someone who did not exist, or he was talking to heaven, to the sky.

The cold god accuses.

"If something happens to them, even if the ghost world is overturned, I will still..."

Luo Dixing's staggering steps suddenly stopped at a certain moment. His eyes, which were full of despair just now, showed murderous intent again, and he turned his head suddenly, just in time to meet another line of sight that was very close at hand!

In front of him was a young man with red clothes and red hair. He was wearing a piece of flame armor. His whole body seemed to be transformed by flames, and he seemed to be able to turn into flames again at any time. He didn't know how long he had been standing here.

Luo Dixing turned his head, immediately gave a friendly smile, and took the initiative to offer his hand as a gift: "Brother Rakshasa, I have long admired your name."

"Let me introduce myself first." Under the cold gaze of Luo Dixing, the man still looked as usual and continued: "I am one of the Four Hells, the master of the Lava Hell, the Flame Ghost Emperor."

The corner of Luo Dixing's eyes squinted slightly: "Lieyyan...Ghost Emperor?" And his brows were deeply wrinkled at this time, as if he had seen a dead fly.

The young man who called himself the Flame Ghost Emperor smiled faintly: "Looking at Brother Rakshasa's expression, I know that you have misunderstood. My name is not intentionally imitated, but..."

Luo Dixing interrupted: "I don't want to hear what you are saying now!" He glanced at the village and asked tentatively: "This village...?"

The Flame Ghost Emperor smiled: "Of course this village..." He paused deliberately, as if he wanted to whet his appetite, but under Luo Dixing's murderous gaze, he quickly gave up, which was a bit flattering.

Shrugging: "...it's not my fault!"

This time he seemed to have learned well, and continued without much delay: "Those people are no match for Brother Rakshasa, and they actually started from your village. They are so despicable, I really can't stand it, so I just help you by the way."

Deal with them. As for your villagers, don't worry, I have moved them to a very safe place."

Luo Dixing ignored his smile of "repaying kindness" and spoke in a cold voice: "Take me there."

The Flame Ghost Emperor nodded, spread out one hand, and made a "please" gesture.

"Then please, Brother Rakshasa, please take me to the lava hell."

Luo Dixing followed without thinking. On the way, the Flame Ghost Emperor continued to chatter endlessly, describing the origin of his name. Luo Dixing felt irritated when he heard that, and he shouted: "Shut up!"

I don't know if this Flame Ghost Emperor was naturally talkative or if he deliberately wanted to provoke him. He kept looking for words along the way. Even if Luo Dixing didn't answer a word, he would just talk to himself, and he could still enjoy himself.

Until the two finally arrived at the Lava Hell, the Flame Ghost Emperor led him to one of the caves. Luo Dixing looked at it coldly. Although he was the Lord of the Dark Wind Hell, he had never visited the other three hells. When he arrived,

This place is a bit fresh.

In terms of layout alone, this place was dug out to look like a human palace, with bright red carpets on the ground, carved beams and painted pillars, and cubicles arranged in an orderly manner along the corridor.

As one of the four hells, the original lava hell has always been famous for being extremely hot. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to withstand the high temperature here. But this cave has been arranged with a normal temperature barrier. Walking in it, the surroundings and the outside world are

The flame pool seems to be completely isolated, and even mortals can live here freely.

The Lieyan Ghost Emperor followed him and kept introducing to him that these rooms were occupied by his villagers, and that the largest and most luxurious room at the end was occupied by his father and younger brother. As he spoke,

, and showed a smile waiting for praise, meaning: "Look, I think very carefully, right?"

Luo Dixing had no time to say more to him, so he walked in a hurry and quickly opened the closed door.
To be continued...