Chapter five hundred and seventy-four: The power of the ghost king
The sea of resentment is boiling, and the waves of resentment are even more amazing, just like the water from the sky falling from the sky and falling into the mortal world, bringing a comparable wave. Please remember the website address of this site:.
At this time, on the heart of the sea of resentment, the air waves had already dispelled the sea water and exposed the dry seabed. It was a piece of sand and dusty land, with white sand and other things on it.
The sweet voice suddenly appeared behind the judge who was urging his life and death. It was to save the judge who was urging his life or death. It might be that neither of them was. Because his target was the voice above the center of the sea of resentment, and his breath was already entrenched in his body, like a solidified resentment.
"It tastes good." A cold voice penetrated Ye Xin's ears, causing his stiff body to tremble three times.
Leng Xiaoran looked at the formations around him, then sneered, opened his hand, and the blue light was sprinkled in a radius of thousands of meters, "roar--" and the weak roar seemed to be because Leng Xiaoran suddenly appeared.
The formation was easily dispersed, and the power that bound thousands of dragon souls disappeared immediately, and the ability to refine the soul naturally no longer existed. As for Ye Xin, he had nothing to do, just looked around in shock, watching thousands of dragon souls stay away from him and sinking into the sea of resentment, and a ridiculous feeling appeared in his heart. He had been cheering himself up before and not falling down when absorbing the power of the dragon soul, but at this moment he could not even see the shadow of the dragon soul.
"Are you very melancholy?" Leng Xiaoran continued to ask. He watched the dragon souls disappear, and he was also worried. Since there were people from Fengdu who would attack these dragon souls, then naturally, there would be no one else who knew such thoughts. However, thousands of dragon souls have lived in the sea of resentment for many years, and their hearts and souls have long been in resentment. I don't know if the dragon soul has turned into an evil spirit or a resentment soul. In short, I really saw a different kind of violence in the eyes of the dragon soul.
Since the dragon soul has left, Leng Xiaoran no longer struggles with how to deal with these dragon souls, but Ye Xin in front of him does need to "treat it well".
"I..." Ye Xin didn't expect that Leng Xiaoran would appear next to him in an instant, then a glance floated to him, and saw that the judge urging him seemed to be about to die, and a trace of sadness appeared in her heart.
"You disappointed me so much-" Leng Xiaoran smiled at Ye Xin and shook her head. There was no smile in the laughter, so Leng Xiaoran naturally didn't want to laugh, but the sudden laughter also made Leng Xiaoran feel help in her heart.
"I..." Ye Xin said it. He knew that no matter how he explained it, he could not deceive Leng Xiaoran, so he had no intention of deceived Leng Xiaoran at all, so he naturally had nothing to say.
"I don't know..." Ye Xin finally said his true words, making Leng Xiaoran sneer, "Since I've appeared, then do you still have to continue? Or do you want to say that you want to disguise? Do you think you have reservations in front of the Ghost King?" Leng Xiaoran seemed to have seen a huge joke, so he naturally laughed.
"Since you want to break free from my control, your existence means nothing..." Leng Xiaoran thought in her heart, and pressed her hand on Ye Xin's forehead.
At this time, the death judge at the ghost face looked like he was meaningless to face death, because he was not a human being, and death was not a terrible thing for ghosts.
The devil-like fifth arrow had already touched the forehead of the death judge, and the next moment it would pierce through the death judge's head, making God still unwilling to die at this moment, so someone took action to stop him.
A familiar aura that made the judge of urging his death emerged from the book of life and death not far away in front of him. The green light was dim, but a thick black aura emerged. The black aura was different from Leng Xiaoran's destructive aura, but a kind of ghost aura that was extremely yin and pure. There was not too much other negative emotions mixed in it, but the dark and obscure power had reached its extreme.
"Born--" A calm cry suddenly came from the bronze book of Life and Death Book, the sounds made the judge urging him as familiar as the judge. The judge urging him showed a hint of astonishment, and he had guessed it. So he was very shocked, because he knew that the owner of the voice could not come back to save him, but he still came to save him, so his surprise did not dissipate on his face for a long time.
A black palm suddenly stretched out from the bronze page, and in an instant it reached the death judge, trying to block the devil-like fifth arrow.
"The fifth arrow of the nine sunset arrows is indeed well-deserved. I didn't come today--" A vast laugh came from all around me, shaking the world and shaking the sea of resentment. The resentment trembled slightly, as if fearing the arrival of strange power.
"Well...Fengdu Ghost King--" Lin Er and his men were shocked, as if they were wondering why the Ghost King suddenly appeared.
The black giant hand grabbed the fifth arrow of the Nine Arrows of the Sunset, "Yes!!" The Ghost King was shocked and said in surprise: "I still underestimate you..."
The black giant hand immediately truncated into pieces under the fifth arrow of the nine sunset arrows, but the fifth arrow was still strong and now it turned into a powerful crossbow. After the death judge's repeated dodging, it penetrated the death judge's lower abdomen and avoided the fatal key.
The judge urging his life to the death was extremely unstable and bowed to the void, saying, "Lord Ghost King."
"Yes." The King of Ghosts in Fengdu did not appear, but his voice penetrated the space and appeared here.[
"I wonder why the ten saints attacked me and the people from Fengdu?" asked the Ghost King.
At this moment, the two ghost generals were covered in scars and were tortured by Feng Qi and Ying Jianjian. They looked at the appearance of the Ghost King weakly, and their hopes appeared again, "Ghost King... Lord Ghost King!!" The night-attacked ghost general seemed to see the savior and murmured in a low voice, as if they wanted to let the Ghost King hear it.
"The King of Ghost in Fengdu is a smart person." However, at this time, Leng Xiaoran's body appeared in front of the Bronze Book of Void. Ye Xin, who was holding the weak bones in his right hand, was holding it like garbage, which made the King of Ghost in anger.
"Are you not afraid of my anger when you treat my disciples like this?" The King of Ghost in Fengdu is the king of Fengdu, so his power is definitely not under the Emperor of China.
"Are you not afraid of my anger when you ghosts in Fengdu treat Dragon Soul like this?" Leng Xiaoran responded to the Ghost King with the same response, and immediately blocked the Ghost King's mouth.
"Or the Ghost King thinks killing us is like taking a picture?" Leng Xiaoran asked back.
The Ghost King's voice came from the void, "I have heard the reputation of the Savior Son since I was a child, so why don't you know that even if the Savior Son has no aura, he will just wave his hand when he kills people." The Ghost King said lightly.
"Then you can go back. We will kill what should be killed, and you will make no sense again." The golden spear shouted at the Ghost King, pointing the golden halberd in his hand at the Ghost King.
The King of Ghost in Fengdu seemed to take a step back, and his tone was still so arrogant, "Since they have obtained what they should obtain in the hands of the Ten Saints, please give them back to us Fengdu for the sake of giving them back."
"What do you think?" Leng Xiaoran didn't say anything, but looked at Ye Xin who fainted in her hand with a cold look. For some reason, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Could the Shui Shengzi still not want to return my disciples and my men?" The Ghost King was displeased because the strength of Leng Xiaoran and others was not yet attracted to the Ghost King's eyes.
"So what, so what, no? Do you think we need to listen to you?" Leng Xiaoran said with a smile. Looking at the faint shadow in the void, she knew very well in her heart that it was just the incarnation of the power of the Ghost King. If it weren't for this, the Ghost King could have crushed Lin Er's fifth arrow before.
The Ghost King was angry, and the Ghost King was dying in the rage of millions of corpses, and blood flowed thousands of miles away. "You are no longer you, and I am not the me of the past. If you think you can conquer me with the power of ten thousand years ago, you can try it out as much as you want." The low voice revealed a trace of evil spirit, and the ghost energy condensed outside the bronze book. It seemed that a black voice was sitting on a huge stone chair. His eyes were as stable as Mount Tai, and his eyes showed a ferocious look.
This sentence seemed to hurt the Ten Saint Sons present, but Leng Xiaoran shook his head and returned lightly: "Some things will not change even after ten thousand years. You are still ghosts, and we are still holy sons. It is difficult to kill you, but it is not impossible to kill."
The Ghost King was silent for a moment, "Since that's the case, then I'll offend it." The Ghost King, a generation of ghost king, rarely let go of his figure but still needed to take action. He didn't act like Leng Xiaoran and others, but he had to do it.
Leng Xiaoran pinched Ye Xin's neck, as if she wanted to pinch him to death.
"So" the black gas turned into a sharp sword and penetrated Leng Xiaoran's life gate. With a "crack" sound, the black gas sword penetrated Leng Xiaoran's body, but did not hurt Leng Xiaoran at all.
Gra's sound of a broken bone came from Ye Xin's neck. At this moment, the Ghost King was anxious, "Leng Xiaoran, since you gave me a disciple, why do you want to kill him now? Fortunately, thousands of dragon souls are in the sea of resentment." The Ghost King said angrily. Even if the energy in his body exploded with all his strength, it would hurt Leng Xiaoran, after all, it was just a clone.
"We are not the only one who wants to absorb the power of the dragon soul. Maybe another monster has already absorbed the power of the dragon soul in another place." The Ghost King said this, which really made Leng Xiaoran feel a little worried.
"Ghost Refining Mad Demon" exclaimed in a low voice, and the breath of a black shadow immediately increased by hundreds of times. Ten people only felt that they were in a storm, and their bodies were extremely unstable and would be scraped away at any time.
A stream of black air flowed within a radius of hundreds of miles. Whether it was resentment or something, it was all swept away by the black air flow. The whole body of ten people was filled with energy, and then they could barely stand in the void.-