There was a dull and heavy sound of metal friction, and the old, weak, sick and disabled people trapped outside the cage raised their heads.
At the end of the corridor, red mist filled the air, and a gloomy air overflowed. In the deep darkness, a little fire appeared. The old, weak, sick, and disabled people who were imprisoned in cages suddenly looked up in awe.
Immediately, I saw a pair of blood-red lanterns, suspended in the mid-air, as if someone was carrying them in their legs, floating precariously in the mid-air. Behind the two lanterns, there was nothing.
"What tricks do those ghosts want to play?"
"They've all been beaten like that, and you're actually trying to scare them with that kind of trick!"
The eerie and strange scene did not frighten anyone. The people imprisoned here were all Taoist geniuses with good origins. Most of them were extremely miserable, and only a few of them appeared to be intact.
"You don't have to worry. Even if you deny Wei Xianxian, you don't dare to kill them all."
Even in this embarrassment, some people are still fearless. When they see a lantern made of unknown materials and slowly drifting in front of them, emitting a strange red light, they even blow a breath at it with interest.
"Don't dare to kill them all? Hey, he'll see if there's no problem in killing half of them."
"They underestimated Youkang too much. Even if it was shattered, it was still a complete world and should not be underestimated. Now that they have ended up like this, they will bear the blame themselves."
"Who would have thought that even the sacred incense given by the ancestor has lost its effect, even if it enters the restricted area, it will be effective. What kind of suppression is there? Is it possible that there is a Taoist weapon?"
Some people couldn't help but lament, feeling that their group was unjustly sentenced to death in Dongchang, where they were captured alive and imprisoned in a cage.
"One, two, three...fourteen, everyone is here, and he wants to ask, how should we get out now?"
"You really want to go out? It'll be fine if those ghosts don't kill us."
"If you really want to be killed, you should kill him early. Although each of them is worse off than the other now, they are still alive at least. That means that Wei Nianxian is not something we are afraid of and we don't dare to move his legs."
"If not, then they probably won't be released."
"What? Is it possible that we will bake until we die?"
"Hard to say."
"Hiss~ He doesn't ask for that, he hasn't even formed the connecting pill yet."
The geniuses were so unscrupulous that they ignored the red lanterns floating in the corridor. This seemed to anger the patrolling ghosts. After seeing two lanterns, another lantern floated out, then the third one, and the fourth one.
…
A row of lanterns stretches out in a row, like a big scarlet snake that chooses people to eat and slithers around. A cold and strange aura fills the corridors of the underground palace.
The talented people who were discussing in a leisurely manner immediately fell silent and stared at the unusual scene.
Click~
The spiritual light shattered, and a cage opened. The lanterns that were originally in pairs, like sharks that smelled the smell of blood, swarmed towards the opened cage. The cage was soon filled to the brim, except for one vacancy.
Among them, there was a jade-faced female cultivator with a cold temperament, recumbent like a snowy mountain, walking around, staring coldly at the strange leather lanterns in front of her.
"What a pretty little girl. The old man is a little greedy when he looks at her!"
The blood and light overlapped and intertwined, and a figure with a stooped back and a skinny figure, like a rotten tree, appeared, with undisguised greedy eyes, staring closely at the true successor of the Ice Palace, Su Qingying.
"Am I the guard there?"
Looking at the skinny old man in front of her, who had no human form except the human form, Su Qingying suppressed the murderous intention in her heart and asked aloud.
When the ghost immortals noticed their group of five people, all the agreements they had reached with the ghost kings were naturally invalidated. When they faced Wei Xianxian, they had no qualifications or ability to bargain for a high price. Like other true legends, they were all thrown into a cage.
Among them, a forbidden magic spell was blocked, and he was reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered.
"Hey~ I am guarding this place. The people who have been thrown there are all hopeless guys. I didn't expect Mingyue to see a living person with such a delicious breath."
The old ghost, whose body was skinny and shriveled, like a shadow, but with a layer of ominous blood blooming all over his body, was in front of him. The ghost's claws, as skinny as tree branches, poked out, and with a gentle tap, a drop of scarlet blood dripped from the girl's neck.
"snort!"
Su Qingying let out a muffled groan. Even though it was just a drop of blood, it seemed as if all the vitality had been drained from her body. Her smooth and jade-like face was no longer lifeless and turned pale red, like newly made rice paper, without any trace of blood.
"The blanched flavor is really good."
I saw the old ghost gently wet his skinny legs, and that drop of blood containing strong vitality flew towards it, and was swallowed by it with its mouth open. In an instant, I saw hundreds of lanterns around it, and there was a bloody light, and it was like this.
It's as if the baking pan is full of lamp oil.
"Hmm~ It's really delicious! I've lived for so long, and this is the first time I've tasted such a delicious taste. Even if the master of the bunch, Bidong, blames me, and my soul is gone, I can't die without any regrets!"
"Evil ghost, what do we want to do? Something is coming for him!"
Sensing the aura that the true legacy of the Ice Palace withered away in an instant, a young prodigy's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like an enraged ferocious beast.
"How dare I?!"
The rest of the Taoist disciples all felt that something was wrong at this moment. Those ghosts were so ignorant of their identities that they did not dare to kill them by mistake.
Is it possible to raise them as blood cows and extract their vitality and vitality from time to time? But if they fall into such a miserable situation, they would rather kill themselves on the spot than suffer such humiliation.
"I've lived for almost eight hundred years, so there's nothing I dare not do. If I can't break through the realm again, my life will come to an end. If I swallow us, I'll be sure to survive another catastrophe!"
The old ghost turned around. Even though there were many lanterns surrounding him, they could not illuminate the dark shadow of his skinny face. The cold and mysterious aura could not reach its peak at this moment.
Even though they were not in front of them, the geniuses of the Taoist sects who were in different cages felt like needles pricking their whole bodies, and their whole bodies were as cold as ice. It was hard to imagine what it was like to face the evil ghost from the Ice Palace.
"Little baby, don't be anxious. Come one by one. As far as I'm concerned, we are all waiting for blood. Don't be too scared. I won't hurt us. Just extract a little bit of blood from each of us.
That’s all, it will recover after a period of time, and I will come again then.”
The old ghost let out a strange laugh, and the sinister and cold strong aura was like a high mountain, pressing down on all the Taoist geniuses, who was the supreme ghost king, the strongest among the ghost kings.
Bu Nao, that old ghost who had to bow down and surrender when he met the ordinary ghost king, at this moment, every part of his body was exuding the hysterical madness of Ye Chang.
"Hua Qingyu, when will the prince we talked about come? That old ghost is crazy!"
The genius who had originally sworn that the ghosts and immortals would not harm their lives could not bear it now.
Not to mention those ghosts with innate problems, among the human monks, the monks who have broken through the realm, advanced their cultivation, and done all kinds of crazy things are like crucian carp crossing the river, countless monks.
It is not difficult to imagine what kind of crazy behavior the ultimate ghost king who is about to end his life will do. And if Wei Xianxian throws them to such a king, Wei Xianxian, will he be afraid of their background?
"Feng Qing'an, if I don't come out, they will all die, and I will stay in that hellish place for the rest of my life!"
Xin Fu cursed, he would never accept being reduced to a blood bag of an old ghost.
"Coming, coming, don't shout!"
Soaring flames ignited from the entrance where the old ghost first appeared, and then surged forward like a tide pouring in. Wherever it passed, all the leather lanterns floating in the aisle were swallowed up.
Accompanied by screams and wailings, the light was like the light of the big moon, filling the dark and cold deep dungeon. All the gloomy, bad luck and ominousness were instantly swept away in the east of the light.
There was only one cell left, and the thick blood was still shining like a sea of blood. The ominousness and resentment in it not only did not weaken in the light of the blazing sun, but became more intense. A pair of eyes full of extreme malice and resentment fell on it.
At the entrance of the corridor, there is a figure walking slowly.
"I've met Wang Fudong!"
The dry and hoarse voice sounded as sharp and harsh as sandpaper, and there was no hint of respect in it, more like some kind of perfunctory perfunctory.
"Old ghost, I am very courageous. I dare not obey the orders of the king!"
The young man's body is slender and well-proportioned without being rough, his eyes are clear, and in the void, there are thunder and fire splashing, majesty is born, and he has a unique temperament that is transcendent and refined, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.
"Tell me, how do I want to die?"
"Haha, in the past hundreds of years, I can no longer remember the appearance of the enemies who have wanted to kill me. If not, if Bidong had said those words himself, I would kill them at the very moment, willing to die.
, As for Prince Fu Diandong, if you want to take the old man’s life, I’m afraid you don’t have the ability.”
The seemingly respectful tone was actually filled with undisguised contempt. In the perception of the old ghost, although the young man in front of him was not bad, even faintly better than the many human geniuses imprisoned here, but if
The fault lies in it, there is no chance of winning, it is not in the wrong leg at all.
Even if there is a secret technique to use the giant skeleton, it will not be like this. It is not like those trash. Even if the Wei Xianxian Bedong meets it, it will be quite polite. It will not be like that ignorant child in the world, so helpless.
present.
It just tasted a few drops of blood, so what's the big deal? It didn't take their lives. It thought it was wrong and had enough respect for the master of Wei Jiao.
The reason why Lord Wei placed all the geniuses of the human race in the prison he was responsible for was because it was a kind of reward and hint from him, and he used the essence and blood of those geniuses to give him a chance to fight for the last time.
"Feng Qing'an, what nonsense are you talking to that old ghost? Hurry up and find my mistress and kill him."
Seeing the young man's figure finally appear, Xin Fu, who was startled by the old ghost's unusual behavior, immediately shouted.
In his understanding, Feng Qing'an naturally does not have the qualifications and legs to fight against that kind of ghost king, not even the sister. She may not be able to suppress the old ghost based on her identity alone.
Among them, the only one that the old ghost can be afraid of is probably the leader of Wei Xianxian Kingdom.
"Shut up!"
Feng Qingan looked at the only cell where the fire of the red sun could not shine. As time went by, the blood there became more and more boiling. It was faintly visible that a sea of blood was evolving in it, and in the sea of blood,
It can be seen that a woman with a pale face is walking among them, like a candle swaying in the wind, she will be swallowed up by the sea of blood at any time.
"Old ghost, at my age and age, it's not good to just wait for death? Why bother?"
Under the gaze of many Taoist geniuses, there were heavy fires rising from Feng Qing'an's feet. The power of the Blazing Sun Flower was recognized by the geniuses imprisoned here.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, please don't trust me. Is he the ultimate ghost king? Blazing Sun Flower can't kill him!"
Seeing that Feng Qing'an was about to move his legs, a genius went to remind him that the power of the Blazing Sun Flower was far superior to that of ordinary ghosts, so it was naturally impossible to kill. Even the ghost king would not dare to touch it.
But for the Ghost King who is about to break through, that power may be able to help him and make him reach a higher level. That situation would be too bad.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoists, that old ghost Mingyue will die."
Feng Qing'an's eyes shone brightly, he walked with his head held high, and faced a supreme ghost king. He was still full of confidence, and his current state had reached an unprecedented peak.
Even if he had just finished a big battle and rushed there from the battlefield in the east, that battle had made his whole body energetic and energetic, and he had benefited a lot.
As a younger sister, Nan Ge cannot be compared with her elder sister. Because the gap with Dong Huang is too big, the power of Yuan Yin obtained from her can be temporarily sealed. But Nan Ge is different. Feng Qingan
It was refined on the spot, and the two people's qi became entangled and became one body, with yin and yang complementing each other.
Therefore, after the battle, Feng Qing'an not only did not suffer any losses, but he was full of energy and energy, and his overall condition could not be better.
And not only the changes in essence and blood, but also the transformation of mentality. Through that battle, Feng Qingan regained his self-confidence. The self-confidence that had been destroyed and trampled in the battle with Donghuang,
Picked it up again.
It's not that he is weak, but that my sister is too strong.
In comparison, my younger sister is different. Although she is awkward, she is always obedient. No matter what ideas he has, she is willing to cooperate. Just ask for a little coaxing. Even if she says she doesn't want to, her body is like this.
Like water, it changes according to his wishes.
When he arrived, the enemy troops defeated by him were still lying on the battlefield, unable to rise again, without any resistance or resistance, and the previous resentment was turned into tenderness.
Therefore, Feng Qing'an now is like a young general returning from victory, with high morale and full confidence.