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Chapter 725: The Tragic Change in Fengdu

The Ghost Emperor was speechless for a moment, and then shouted: "Hmph, since that's the case, why do you want to attack us and the group in the southern border of resentment? Please visit the latest free chapters of this book. The resentment provided by the Dragon Soul of the Resentment Sea can completely allow me to break through countless realms--" The Ghost Emperor's spirit was a little crazy, and the breath in his body gradually spread. The soul-sucking aura made all things tremble.

"In China, no one can tamper with dragons..." Leng Xiaoran's eyes showed a trace of sinister murderous aura.

"Hmph—" The Ghost Emperor was a little exhausted. He didn't know what to say, but his dark green eyes burning in his helmet. "Then there is nothing to say--"

The battle was about to break out, and the spirit of the Ghost Emperor was completely condensed in the center of his chest.

The ten people felt nervous, and the Ghost King's aura was too amazing.

In an instant, the Ghost Emperor slapped the ten people with just one hand deep inside, and a vast aura pressed down like the collapse of the sky.

Ten people stepped on meteors and supported the sky with their hands. The ten-colored light also blocked the top of their heads like a palm print.

However, the figures of the ten people fell quickly toward the bottom. The Ghost Emperor was in power and was unforgivable. Then he slapped him with another palm, and a black palm print that was like a black cloud fell from the sky and fell on the ten people again.

"Golden Gun--" Leng Xiaoran knew that this was not as dangerous as this, so it was better to fight to the death.[

The golden spear knew it well and shouted forcefully. The breath of the whole body surged. The Cantian Miserk in his hand turned, and the sharp aura immediately emerged. After the injection of the ten-color light, everyone followed the Cantian Miserk like a dragon.

The black palm print suddenly raised a bulge in the palm of the palm, "Hmm?" The Ghost Emperor showed a little strange, then snorted and laughed, "Have you used all your strength?"

The golden light suddenly rushed out from under the black palm print with the ten-color light, but they did not escape, but continued to head towards the Ghost King.

"I don't know what's wrong with it--" The Ghost Emperor roared, piercing everyone's heart and giving everyone a fear of falling into the abyss.

The Ghost Emperor was angry and was corpses were millions of—

The black aura and blood-colored mist slowly rose on the body of the Ghost Emperor. In the realm of Yankee, the ten people felt that their eyes were dark, and their bodies were in a turbulent sea current. They were in it and the magic moved. Even the soul hidden deep in their bodies was just two, as if they were trapped in ropes, and were placed in the sea water.

"Uh--" Everyone had already solidified here less than ten feet in front of the Ghost Emperor.

The faces of the ten people changed, and there was a hint of fear in the pale state.

Ten of them had never encountered such an opponent in their entire lives. Perhaps the Seven Evils Tianxie ten thousand years ago could make them feel so fearful.

However, the strength of those ten people is not comparable to that of today. Everyone in the past could easily break through the sky and enter the sky.

At this moment, everyone realized that they were still far behind.

The ten-colored light was guarding himself around him, but it became dimmer and dimming. Leng Xiaoran's eyes were too long but very calm. Millions of thoughts passed by in his heart, but he still didn't expect that there would be a way for everyone to deal with the Ghost King.

The melee on Xuandu Peak may have come to an end. More and more people have looked towards the sky, and a hint of expectation arose in everyone's heart, hoping that the Ten Saints can defeat the Ghost Emperor safely.

However, the aura that was like the sky pressed on everyone's body, making everyone feel sweaty all over when they walked.

"Open--" The ten people's energy surged, "Blood eroded--" Leng Xiaoran shouted in a low voice.

A bloody color also spread across the body, and then the unique light on his body suddenly flourished, and a solid and heavy force spread in everyone's hearts, and immediately swept away the Ghost King's aura inside and outside the body.

"The Ten Saints are indeed the Ten Saints." The Ghost Emperor finally showed a solemn look, and his faint green eyes burned like flames and became even more ferocious.

After the ten people broke through the suppression of the Ghost Emperor's aura, they found that a long weapon appeared in the Ghost Emperor's hand, which looked like a knife but not a knife, but had an extraordinary domineering and barbaric fierce aura.

"Ghost Refining Mad Demon-" As if he was going crazy, the breath of the Ghost Emperor's body also fluctuated greatly, and the burning green eyes seemed to spew out the helmet's face armor.

The aura of destruction of the world, the profound ghost energy, the cold blood evil spirit, the strange demon green, the three-color light also surged from the Ghost Emperor, and rolled in like a wave of the vast sea. It was shocked, as if it wanted to sweep Kunlun in one fell swoop...

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Fengdu.

The ruined city is now hard to see even a ghost.

Fengdu sent troops to sweep across the south of the Yangtze River, half of Western Shu, and now he is killing people above Kunlun.

It would be surprising if there are many ghosts in Fengdu.

However, today a figure sneaked up in front of Fengdu and immediately churned across the city wall.

The dark purple night clothes were covered with a layer of black cloth. His cultivation was surprisingly restrained, and at this moment he could not tell how good his cultivation was.

"Huh?" He was very surprised that Fengdu was so negligent in preventing things.

"Has Fengdu set out all the troops and horses on the battlefield?" He was a little confused, but then he thought that Fengdu was full of ghosts, so he still understood a little. Maybe they were not short of soldiers and horses.

Although he was still full of doubt, he had no sound when he stepped on snow marks in Fengdu, and his body movements ran through several blocks like ghosts.

Although there are very few ghosts in Fengdu today, he still saw sharp eyes appearing in some houses with broken walls. It is obvious that it is the secret whistle in Fengdu, but his body movement is really amazing.

Among Fengdu, the only main hall, Ghost King Hall, is the most magnificent and magnificent. It actually accounts for one-eighth of Fengdu and is more than three times the height of Fengdu City Wall.

"Ghost King Palace--" This voice easily came to a hidden corner outside the Ghost King Palace. There were no ghosts around and even secret whistles in the broken house.

However, there were extremely dense ghost soldiers walking in the Ghost King Hall. Each ghost soldier was holding swords in his hands, covered in bronze armor, and a vigilant gaze appeared in the darkness in his helmet.

"Huh?" He was a little confused about this. If the entire army came out, he would give up the idea of ​​Fengdu. However, looking at what he saw, he always felt that there was something extraordinary in the Ghost King Hall.

After thinking for a moment, he then planned to enter and make a breakthrough.

Although the Ghost King Hall was full of people and had strict defenses, it was like a human in his eyes. In an instant, it tumbling past a high wall of the Ghost King Hall, and continued to swell on the edge of the wall for several times, bypassing the gaze of one of the ghost soldiers, and then landed behind a hidden low lamp in the Ghost King Hall.

After entering the Ghost King Hall with a sound, he looked at the surroundings of five steps and one whistle ten steps, and there were many hidden whistles in several extremely hidden corners of the Ghost King Hall.

"It seems that there are some little-known secrets in the Ghost King Hall, and they rely on the urging judge to guard it." Who is he? It's just a joke when he enters Fengdu.

It may be impossible for anyone to know until he pulled the black cloth above his hole.

A trace of murderous intent and hatred suddenly appeared in his eyes. There were many people in the world who had hatred with Feng, but not many people who had reached the peak of their cultivation.

With a swish, he still showed a flaw, but the guards around him just looked here and didn't think too much and continued patrolling elsewhere.

And he was already close to the eaves of the Ghost King Hall, turning his head to look into the hall, and there was no one in it, and there was no figure in it.

However, he could perceive a figure in it, standing on the side of the main position in the hall like a stone pillar.

"That's the judging judge?" He didn't know very well, but from the breath, it was almost the same, and it was a little bit far from the peak.

He was a little hesitant. If he entered the hall, he might be discovered by the urged judge, but there was obviously something extraordinary in it.

After hesitating for a while, he did not enter directly from the gate. But after his body swelled, his body moved continuously on the eaves like a gecko, and then hid on the eaves of the three-story building. "Hmph—" He snorted and turned slightly, and then went in.

How is it?

A hint of chill was revealed in the darkness, making the whole body feel cool and tremble slightly.

However, what scared him the most was that he saw a figure, an old figure.

"Is he?" Cang Lao's figure seemed to notice something and looked at him, but Cang Lao's figure seemed to have the strength to twist his neck.

He walked slightly, but suddenly stopped because he discovered something on the old figure ahead.

"Ban..." He saw that this was a sealing method of prohibition, and then asked softly: "Who are you?"

After a long time, the old figure moved slightly, and the sound was as unpleasant as the bark of an old tree, "I'm not a human."

He frowned slightly, "Don't beat around the bush." ​​Naturally, he could see that the figure in front of him was a ghost or not.

"Hmph, a junior." He shook his head slightly, the amplitude was extremely small.

These four words and the aura of the superior made him feel a little strange, and he turned to amazement and asked in surprise: "You can't be the Ghost King?"

He didn't know why he suddenly asked this, and he was extremely strange in his heart. Then he asked himself: "If he were the Ghost King, then what was causing a bloody storm outside?"

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