Seeing the opportunity, Guo Lin passed through the gap between the thirty-headed fire demons again. With the dazzling light of the healing pill, he finally rushed into the decaying small door again.
Nearly ten fire whips around him broke through the air again. Even though Guo Lin was ready, he was still scared and sweated. The black fog rose, and Guo Lin used the earthly evil with the wind, his body was like a black top, and he quickly turned to avoid the attacks of the flame demons. In this second, he finally saw the scene around him clearly.
This is still the end of a passage where monsters are piled up. The material of the surrounding stone walls is very similar to the Jiuqu corridor that Guo Lin walked past. In the depths of the dim corridor ahead, there are many demon shadows.
The second round of attacks of the monster had arrived. Guo Lin no longer stopped and turned into a black whirlwind and rushed into the depths of the corridor...
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After 70,000 crutches, Guo Linzai consumed a lot of the healing pill's medicinal power and walked through four decaying wooden doors. He finally arrived at a spacious underground palace.
The palace was rumbling and the sound of grinding teeth was coming one after another. I don’t know how many monsters were roaring. There were also many monster corpses lying on the ground. Guo Lin squatted down on a corpse of a riding beast wearing black magic armor, and slowly looked at the palace with its cover.
The whole palace was in the shape of "官网". At this moment, Guo Lin was in the bottom corner of the character "官网". In the corner, there were still few monsters. There were flame demons, beasts wearing dark magic armor, demons with horse-heads, and demons with bamboo shoots that emerged from the ground with huge eyes on their heads.
Judging from the breath, the Flame Demon is the weakest. So there are few monsters, and this palace is extremely large. With the cover of the corpse, Guo Lin leaned down and slowly moved towards the main hall. As soon as he walked to the corner, the entire underground hall shook again as if it was an earthquake. The huge rock fell from the top of the hall and almost hit Guo Lin.
Pointing his head out, Guo Lin saw a shocking scene.
This is a human-shaped monster ten meters tall. The black air of the demon armor is shrouded in the body, making it impossible to see the patterns on the demon armor and its appearance. The crown above the head and the giant Fangtian painting halberd are holding the giant Fangtian painting halberd, like a god of war to the tower. As the Fangtian painting halberd swings, a surging magic power gallops out like a wild horse that has broken away, knocking away a row of human powers surrounding it. This is the Ghost King, Guo Lin exclaimed, wondering how powerful he has reached.
"The tiny humans actually want to make the emperor's idea, so stay here~" The roaring laughter was deafening. Guo Lin saw that there were thirteen people besieging it in the hall, which were the people from the Fenghui Party and the Evil Sword Party that he met today. He thought they were enemies, but he didn't expect to deal with the Ghost Emperor together at this time. Except for the thirteen people, the rest were their Dragon Guards.
From a distance, there are many.
The Ghost King stepped on the battle boots, rows of black blade-shaped shock waves spread out one after another, causing a lot of damage to the powerful humans who besieged it.
Magic danced randomly, and the long dragon roared. Rows of purple lightning, and a series of fireballs of molten fire in the dragon line kept falling on the body of the Ghost Emperor, exploding beautiful fire and electric flowers, colorful. The martial soul refiners who resisted heavy swords were like cats at the feet of the Ghost Emperor. Some also spread the wings of the Kunpeng and soared, and the big sword began to slash down from the Ghost Emperor's head.
Only a "humph" sounded black aura emerged from the Ghost Emperor's nose. The Ghost Emperor shook his hand and Fang Tian Huaji knocked the martial soul refining and the sword to fly out. The Ghost Emperor's strength was so terrifying. If it were an ordinary spirit refining or even a powerful king refining man, he would kill him in seconds with a casual blow.
"Chala." The healing pill was stimulated, and the warm white light wrapped the figure flying backwards. "Pa!" The figure fell on the wall and smashed a big pit in a human form. But soon, he crawled out of the pit again. After relied on the healing pill, he recovered from the injury and flew into the air and looked towards the Ghost King he was facing.
In the Demon Palace, there are not only Ghost Kings. Monsters with king-level strength, or even soul-level strength, surrounded by the magic soul refiners. They either use fire whips or magic guns to attack these invading humans. This is a big melee. In the Hall, including Ghost Kings, there are at least nearly a hundred monsters. Although most of them are king-level and have little threat to these powerful humans, many are soul-level. For example, the riding beast wearing black magic armor that was just used as a cover by Guo Lin.
The strength reached the soul level, and all monsters had intelligence that was no less than that of humans. They guarded their emperor and fought with humans to death. The hall was in chaos. No one noticed Guo Lin who was sneaking in along the wall.
The monsters are strong in body, well-equipped in humans, and have pill assistance. For a moment, no one can handle it. Thirteen powerful soul refining spirits with the Dragon Guards fought with the monsters led by the Ghost King to become Qihu.
"The Dharma Soul Refiners, let the Dragon Guard lock in the Ghost Emperor to continue fighting. He used the Karma Fire Rain to burn other monsters to death first." Feng Hui Party's Dharma Soul Refiners shouted at the people behind him, but he flew up himself.
With a command, figures flew up together. A pair of Kunpeng wings spread out from behind, majestic. Guo Lin saw those people from the Evil Sword Party and flew up according to the order. Among the thirteen people, six were Dharma soul refining.
The six magic soul refining uses the top-grade magic at the same time. The Rain of the Karma Fire, like a meteor, scattered all over the sky, almost covering the entire hall. Suddenly, the screams of the monsters sounded. Except for the few soul-level monsters that jumped several feet high, other king-level monsters were buried in the sea of fire for a moment.
A quarter of an hour later, there were ten monsters in the entire hall, including the Ghost Emperor.
"Martial soul refining drags the Ghost Emperor! Others clean up the little demon. Speed." Feng Hui Party's elegant temperament, holding the top-level Cang Ling Staff, his eyes were like lightning, and he calmly commanded. As a high-level demon hunter, there were countless such demon hunting actions. Not to mention the Ghost Emperor, he had hunted even more powerful demon kings.
He said that he was a little demon, a soul-level monster. This was the real demon hunter! The six dragon guards who refined souls changed their targets and attacked the soul-level monsters with their masters.
At this moment, the Ghost Emperor seemed to have discovered the purpose of human beings and roared wildly. Gray flames erupted from his mouth, like a monster. Wherever he passed, the air underground was burned, leaving behind terrifying space cracks. The Ghost Emperor was angry, and its strength also increased sharply. In this way, the pressure of Wu Soul Refining in front increased sharply.
"Stand with the injured, retreat one after another. Fa soul refiners should be quicker." Seeing this, the elegant man shouted again. His voice was calm and powerful, giving people a feeling of being confident.
"Crazy!" The healing pills on the Wu Soul Refiners who were fighting with the Ghost Emperor seemed to be inspiring for no money. On the body covered by the Vajra, the milky white halos were covered with circles. Injury - healing - healing again - healing, infinite cycle. As long as the healing pill is enough, you will not die.
Soul-level monsters are much stronger. It took half an hour to solve all six magic soul refiners. In this half hour, the healing pills consumed by martial soul refiners can be described as massive amounts.
"I*, Yong Tianshi. Are you deliberately delaying time? Do you think the healing pill is not worth it? I have used at least a hundred of them until now." Guo Lin looked at the person who spoke, Zhang Zhao, who brought shame to him today.
"Stop, Zhang Zhao. For the sake of the same sect, the Angel Brother is already very kind. The healing pill I have knocked out is no less than you." The man holding the Star Fallen Sword looked disdainful. He said while resisting the attack of the Ghost Emperor.
"Hmph! Stop pretending. Since I am the same clan, why do the Ghost Emperor hide and hide from the news of such a Ghost Emperor and not let me know."
"Zhang Zhao, you idiot. Everyone knows that my Fenghui Party has always been alone, and I only joined the Qinghai Sect for Quanzhi's sake. Do you believe it? If I kill you today, no one will make a decision for you." The Fenghui Party man shouted.
Senior demon hunters who appear deep in the Demon Realm often form cliques for personal gain. When fighting for resources with other forces, they can save each other by the power of the party. Usually, there are not many people in these parties, and a few fewer people, and dozens of people who are a little more trust and care for each other. For example, the Fenghui Party, such as the Evil Sword Party. The sect is a more advanced existence than the party in the group of demon hunters. The advanced here is mainly reflected in the number of people.
The sect is mixed with fish and dragons. As long as it is a demon hunter, you can join with the recommendation of the insider. Some sect leaders also invited some powerful parties to take charge in order to seek their own development.
The cohesion of the sects that have grown up in this way can be seen. Therefore, people from different sects often fight for the same resource and are bleeding.
However, there are requirements for joining a party, so that your strength is at least above the King of Refining. If you want to join various parties, you don’t have the ability. You need trust. Only when others fully trust you can it be possible.
There are many parties formed by high-level witch hunters. The world is full of people for profit. Wherever there are treasures, there are witch hunters. In comparison, the number of sects is much smaller.
Qinghai Sect is a small force in the group of demon hunters. The number of people is nearly a thousand, and the sect leader Quan Zhi has reached the level of the initial level of soul refining. Although it is quite famous among the group of demon hunters, there are still many powerful parties in the sect that may not necessarily sell his face. For example, Feng Hui Party.
There are sixteen total people from Fenghui Party, and only half of them are here today. The Yong Tianshi mentioned by Zhang Zhao is the second-ranked figure of Fenghui Party. He often takes other brothers from Fenghui Party to search for treasures and hunt down the devil.
The sects formed by the demon hunters and the sects in the central continent are as powerful as water and fire. They look down on each other.
People from the central central forces of the mainland who claim to be noble believe that the witch hunters were born humble. In addition to purchasing the treasures they found and precious medicinal materials, ores, etc., they disdain to interact with the witch hunters. This kind of self-respecting superiority is essentially a kind of discrimination, just like the people within the system of a certain dynasty, despising people outside the system.
Also in the eyes of the demon hunters, the sects in the central continent that occupy most of the Tianlian stone veins in the Tianlian Continent and get nothing for nothing are robbers. In their concept, once the Tianlian stone veins in the sects born with the golden key are exhausted, they will not even have basic survival ability.
Therefore, as a demon hunter, Meiying instinctively rejected Lin Zifeng and others. To put it far, Yu Fengzi was confused and went to the gods and demons to search for treasures with the hypocrites in the middle of the continent. In the end, the spoils were not evenly divided, and the fallen Dragon Guard was killed. The demon hunter and those who were self-evident orthodox people have always been two types of people. This concept is deeply rooted and cannot be changed.
Back to the point, all monsters in the Demon Palace except the Ghost Emperor died. This was a great opportunity for Qinghai Sect to work together to kill the Ghost Emperor. However, there was a dispute over Zhang Zhao's words.