Even with thousands of years of practice, it seems a bit unsatisfactory when facing a complete ghost king.
The girl ghost king took a gentle step in the air, and an even more fierce pressure swept across the entire underground palace in an instant!
The pressure was invisible, but under the guidance of the master, it formed a spiritual killing intent, forcing the fleeing rat demon into the corner of the underground palace without moving an inch.
"After thousands of years of cultivation, how could I allow such a precious soul to be destroyed in vain..."
The lips of the girl ghost king are so bright without any rouge!
"I just want to eat you..."
"No! No! You are the devil! You are the devil!!"
"ah!!!!!!"
At the same time, screams rang out from the underground palace.
In the wilderness five kilometers away from the foothills of Emerald Mountain.
"Have you really made a decision?"
Xian'er was covered in a white cloak. The large white cloak, because of its smooth silk texture, still could not cover up her proud and exquisite body.
Zhao Lian'er stood opposite her, shaking her head with a complicated face: "Now that I have made a decision, I will never regret it, even if the road ahead is a dangerous one..."
Although Xian'er persuaded her all night, she still did not change the decision Zhao Lian'er made from the beginning.
"Why……"
Under Xian'er's white cloak, her delicate blood-red lips opened slightly, and she sighed: "The spiritual energy revived, and the demons danced wildly. I thought that the era of our overseas monks was about to begin, but I didn't expect that those who were eliminated in the first wave of events would
Demons are not truly extinct. They choose to sleep, hiding underground and falling into a long sleep to avoid the prying eyes of heaven."
"Now, a new trend is coming. These demons who have lived for thousands of years have sensed the new vitality, and they are all ready to move..."
"There are many old monsters in the Xiantian realm here, as well as demons who hold soul-calling flags and can command groups of ghosts, and even ghost kings who occupy one side..."
"Even the goddesses have to retreat from their power. As your senior sister, I really don't want to see you bury your soul here for a man."
Her clear eyes were fixed on Zhao Lian'er: "Let me ask you one last time, are you really unwilling to leave with me and the goddess?"
The wind blew gently.
Zhao Lian'er's hair had three thousand black hairs flying in the air: "Thank you very much, senior sister, for your kindness. I appreciate it."
