Wang Bawen, Zhuge Buliang and Little Ginsengguo approached this domineering and majestic palace. In front of the palace, in addition to the ghost cultivators stationed here, there were more than a dozen people standing. Unsurprisingly, there was a wave of energy flowing from these people.
Soul power fluctuations that make people tremble.
These people are all the kings of the other seventeen levels of hell.
Especially the leader, who was shrouded in black robes, and a wave of soul power like a vast ocean emanated, giving people an absolute shock. Beside him, stood a man in a red dress with an appearance.
The charming woman has thousands of amorous feelings flowing in her eyes. This charm is really on par with Concubine Xiang Yi.
These two people are none other than the Ghost King and the Beauty Queen.
"Congratulations to General Wang on his triumphant return." Seeing Wang Bawen, some rulers of other regions standing behind the Ghost King immediately raised their hands and said with a smile. Obviously, due to the Ghost King, the value of Wang Bawen, the disciple of the Ghost King, has also increased.
A lot.[
Wang Bawen rolled his eyes and whispered: "Do I look like I have returned in triumph?"
"Sister, I'm back." The little ginseng fruit jumped off Zhuge Buliang's shoulders, jumped into Queen Yan's arms, and sat down on Queen Yan's pair of tall breasts. Such a pair of bold*
The milk can indeed allow the small ginseng fruits to move freely on it.
Queen Yan dotingly touched the head of the little ginseng fruit and said with a smile: "Sister, I'm really worried about you. You're not hurt, right?"
"Tch, who can hurt me?" The little ginseng fruit raised its little head proudly.
Wang Bawen laughed at the side and said: "I'm afraid that I will encounter a master who will take your peerless magic medicine to refine it." As he said this, without waiting for the little ginseng fruit to refute, Wang Bawen turned to look at the Ghost King and said
: "Lord Ghost King, who do you think is coming?"
With that said, Wang Bawen pointed his finger, and among the crowd, Zhuge Buliang stepped out and looked at the Ghost King and Yan Queen with a smile, and said: "Senior Brother Ghost King, beautiful Yan, don't come and feel sick?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Zhuge Buliang. The other strong men from the Seventeenth Level of Hell standing behind the Ghost King also looked at Zhuge Buliang curiously. They didn't know the origin of this man.
As soon as they started, they got close to the Ghost King and the Beauty Queen.
Because Zhuge Buliang carries the Yin Pearl obtained from the Valley of the Dead, even the strong men in these hells cannot feel the human aura on Zhuge Buliang.
"Junior Brother." Under the black robe, he remembered the Ghost King's surprised words.
Regarding this strange and funny name, the other masters of the Seventeenth Level of Hell were immediately confused and confused as to what it meant.
"It's you? Why are you here?" Queen Yan also looked surprised.
Zhuge Buliang chuckled and said: "I have nothing to do and I came to visit an old friend. How are you two doing?"
Queen Yan was startled, her pretty face changed slightly, and then she gave Zhuge Buliang a hard look and said: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? Also, what kind of place do you think this is? This is hell. Have some time."
Did you come to hell to visit me for nothing?"
The face of the Ghost King under the black robe also changed, and he said: "Junior brother, you must be wrong. You still have the aura of a stranger in your body."
When he saw Zhuge Buliang, the Ghost King's first feeling was that Zhuge Buliang had been killed before he came to the ghost world. But he felt a trace of a stranger's breath in Zhuge Buliang. His cultivation level reached the level of the Ghost King.
The level of Zhuge Buliang is equivalent to that of a half-step immortal, so even if Zhuge Buliang wears the Yin Bead, the ghost king will still be able to detect the aura of a stranger.
Zhuge Buliang looked at the ghost cultivators in other hells and frowned slightly. Although there were a few of these ghost cultivators with advanced cultivations, most of them were average. With this kind of strength, I think
To break through the obstacles of ghosts and immortals in the ghost world and enter the ancient and primitive fairyland, it is inevitable to have some idiotic dreams.
After all, it is difficult for a half-step immortal like the Ghost King to defeat the two ghost masters in the ghost world.
Looking at Zhuge Buliang's face, Queen Yan understood and said to the other ghosts: "This is our old friend. Please step aside. We want to reminisce about old times."
The other ghost cultivators were certainly not fools. They naturally saw that the relationship between the Ghost King and this young man of unknown origin was unpredictable. They could no longer stay here and work as light bulbs. They said goodbye and turned around and entered the magnificent palace.[
Half an hour later, Zhuge Buliang told the two of them what had happened to him over the years and the purpose of entering the ghost world. After listening to Zhuge Buliang's story, the Ghost King and the Queen of Beauty looked at each other and fell silent.
After a while, the Ghost King asked: "So, you have really entered the prehistoric fairyland."
"Yes." Zhuge Bu nodded: "The ancient immortal realm is very chaotic now. Half-step immortals who were rare in the past are now emerging one after another. I have a hunch that maybe in the near future, legendary immortals will also appear."
The "Immortal" Ghost King lowered his head, his expression unclear under his black robe.
"So what if he appears? It's not like we haven't seen real immortals before." At this time, Queen Yan suddenly snorted. In her eyes, Zhuge Buliang saw a trace of hatred, as if she had a great deal of interest in the title of immortal.
prejudice.
"Yes, yes, sooner or later we will return to the ancient fairyland." Little Ginseng Guo also nodded.
Zhuge Buliang looked at the faces of the two of them and suddenly said: "Brother Ghost King, there are no outsiders here, and don't think I'm being harsh. With your current strength, it's really difficult to return to the ancient immortal realm. After all,
You are the only one with the strength of a ghost master, but you cannot represent everyone."
Hearing this, the bodies of the Ghost King and the Yan Queen were slightly shaken. The Yan Queen's charming face was full of complex expressions, and she glanced at the Ghost King.
The Ghost King sighed and said: "Why don't I know that, except for me and Yan, the strength of the other kings of hell is not up to par at all. If there is a formal war with the ghost world, these people will not be able to do much.
effect."
Queen Yan also nodded and said faintly: "We have tried our best to break the entrance seal of the ghost world and hell. Now there are two ghost master-level figures in the ghost world. They will stop them if they want to enter.
It’s really a bit difficult in the Primordial Immortal Realm.”
"Is there really an entrance to the prehistoric fairyland in the ghost world?" Zhuge Buliang frowned, and he couldn't help but think of the woman named Qingwan from Dugu Xianmen. She is also a ghost cultivator. Since she can enter the prehistoric realm,
Fairyland, that means there is indeed a connection between the ghost world and the ancient fairyland.
The Ghost King nodded: "Indeed, there is, but if you enter it, you can really find the way to the ancient fairyland. There are many layers of space there. You may be exiled to a strange plane if you are not careful, and you will never be able to find it.
Exit the exit. You may even fall into reincarnation.”
"where?"
"The path of reincarnation!" The Ghost King said with a solemn voice: "It is said that in the path of reincarnation, there is a gap that leads to the prehistoric fairyland."
Zhuge Buliang took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and suddenly said: "You two, I think it's better to talk about some things. Since entering the prehistoric fairyland, I have learned a lot. You, you
Were you from the ancient immortal realm during your lifetime? And how did you end up in the eighteenth level of hell?"
This question had been in Zhuge Buliang's mind for a long time, and he was reluctant to speak it out several times. However, he knew that there were some things that he had to understand.
The Yan Queen's expression changed drastically, and the Ghost King's body also trembled twice, but his expression could not be seen under the black robe.
"Are you really going to say this?" Queen Yan glanced at the King of Ghosts worriedly.
"Tell him, anyway, with my junior brother's qualifications, he will know these things sooner or later in the future." The Ghost King said calmly, without any emotion in his voice.
Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang became even more curious and expectant. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be an unknown secret history between the Ghost King and the Beautiful Queen.
Queen Yan's beautiful eyes gradually became serious. She looked at Zhuge Buliang and finally said: "We are indeed from the ancient immortal realm! The Ghost King and I are descendants of the two major races in the ancient immortal realm at that time, the Shura tribe and the ancient tribe.
The Wu clan."[
Zhuge Buliang's eyes fluctuated slightly. Although he knew that the Ghost King was from the Guwu clan, he did not expect that the beautiful queen was from the Shura clan. This reminded him of the person in the Jiuzhou Buddhist Prison who called himself
The Shura man and the blood son. These two people once said that they were also from the Shura clan.
"Sure enough," Zhuge Buliang said with a bitter smile, "Then how could you die and be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell?"
Queen Yan snorted coldly and said: "All this was caused by the Immortal Emperor!!"