Not to mention any righteousness, I am a ghost now and I am originally Yin!
"Since the Master of the Middle-earth Kingdom does not listen to my well-intentioned advice, then you can continue to kowtow like this." The Ghost King still stood on the stage and sang colorful tunes with great interest.
But I kowtowed like a fool in the audience.
If I say I'm not angry at all now, it's definitely a lie, because I can't wait to rush forward and twist off the demon king's head.
But I couldn't do anything except kowtow.
Originally, I thought I would be knocked to death alive like this. After all, even a ghost would be damaged if he kept knocking his soul like this.
But who would have thought that suddenly the Ghost King stopped dancing with his javelin, and instead raised his hand and pointed gently at me.
Now I finally no longer have to kowtow.
The sudden pause made me feel dizzy instinctively.
However, before I had time to calm down, the Ghost King said again: "Master of the Middle-earth Kingdom, I think your simple kowtow is really meaningless. Have you ever heard of kneeling three times and bowing nine times? It's that kind of three-step..."
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
"Three, your grandma!" Before the Ghost King could finish his words, I directly placed a tattoo on his forehead quickly and accurately.
Seeing this, the Ghost King was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Master of the Middle-earth Kingdom, haven't you adapted to your identity as a ghost yet? How much do you think the strongest Yang Suppressing Talisman in the world can do in your current state?
What about the split effect?”
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that you still have the Ghost Seal Pattern." The Ghost King continued to smile playfully, with no intention of taking off the talisman in front of him.
"But you may have forgotten, Master of the Middle-earth Kingdom. If you want to deal with a person of my level, even if you use the Ghost Seal pattern, you still need to use the Qilin Ghost Seal as a benchmark, but you can't even summon the Qilin Ghost Seal now.
Bar."
After saying this, a burst of harsh and arrogant laughter came from the Ghost King's mouth.
He smiled too happily and was too excited.
So he didn't notice at all that his forehead had begun to feel burning at this moment, and even slowly started to burn a small hole.
And this small hole slowly turned into a big hole over time.
at last……
"Ah!" Finally the Ghost King let out a shrill scream.
And I was also very surprised, because when I saw that after the hole in his forehead was burned, the blood flowing out turned out to be golden.
"That's right, King of Ghosts, you are indeed the king of ghosts. The color of your blood is different from other people's."
You must know that the blood of ghosts is usually blue, or at worst it is dark black like those of corpses.
But this is the first time I have seen golden blood.
Extraordinary, really extraordinary.
But in the face of my compliments, the Ghost King had no intention of listening. He covered his forehead and tried his best to take off the talisman attached to his face.
But what’s the result?
He tried many times, but ultimately failed.
"Zang Ling'er, what kind of talisman is this!?"
"Master Ghost King, you just thought of asking this question now? Weren't you very careless and very proud just now?" I said with a cold smile.
What's wrong, he knows he's afraid now?
"Zang Ling'er, do you think I can't do anything to you like this?" The Ghost King's face was ferocious in pain, but his tone was still full of threats.
Don't tell me what he is like now, he is trying to make me kowtow.
I'm afraid that if I stand in front of him, he won't have the strength to hit me again.
So I was not afraid at all and said, "What else? Is the Ghost King going to perform three kneels and nine bows for me?"
Then I have no problem.
Unexpectedly, in the next moment, all the fierce ghosts on the stage rushed down.
But their target turned out not to be me.
But...
"don't want!"
"Stop it!"
When I saw them cutting off the heads of the living people like harvesting leeks, I couldn't wait to rush over immediately.
It's a pity that if we talk about the ghost level, they are the powerful ghost boss level.
And I'm just a soul that doesn't even have Level 2.
Therefore, before I could get close to them, I was directly blocked by the ghost energy. In the end, let alone saving people, I couldn't even touch those Middle-earth people.
But, that's not right.
"Ghost King, are you crazy? Just cut off their heads like this. What do you use to carry out corpse-carrying skills, and what do you use to use luck to complete your conspiracy!"
He was in so much pain that his head felt dizzy from the pain.
So the corpse-carrying technique must at least ensure that the body is intact. Even if it cannot be intact as a last resort, the matter of preserving the head must be forgotten?
Unexpectedly, the Ghost King was even more shocked when he heard what I said: "Zang Ling'er, what nonsense are you talking about! I am the Ghost King, why do I need to use the corpse-carrying technique? As for borrowing luck from the Ghost King who was born and raised in this world, I still need to borrow
What luck?!"
Yes, he is the King of Ghosts.
Different from the Demon King, the Demon King is a demon himself, and he is called a king because of his strong strength and pure bloodline.
But the Ghost King was born due to the most gloomy and dark destiny in the world.
Strictly speaking, such a person does have great luck in his body, and he does not need to borrow luck.
Then he...
"Wait a minute, Ghost King, are you saying that those demons attacking Middle-earth were not sent by you?"
"You weren't the one who killed Mobei Soul-Suppressing General?
"And you weren't the one who used the corpse-carrying technique to turn them into black lines and use a blindfold to confuse us?"
Although after saying these words, I felt a little unlikely.
But judging from the current situation, this so-called impossibility is already the most likely possibility.
"What kind of charm!" The Ghost King was speechless: "The so-called charm is a lovable ghost. Do you think my ghosts are lovable?"
"What's more, I just woke up not long ago. Even recruiting troops will take time. Where can I find thousands of ghosts in such a short period of time?"
"Then why are you doing this now?" I still don't believe what the Ghost King said, "And I asked, and the old woman said that this is not the first time she has heard it. The Mobei Soul Suppressor and the others have also heard it before."
I said the last sentence extremely loudly, it seemed as long as I said it loud enough.
Then I say it is a fact, a definite fact.
but……
"Are you sure that old woman can be trusted?" The Ghost King said with an angry smile: "And you should know better than me what kind of person the Mobei Soul Suppressor is. Middle-earth has fallen into eternal night, and the battle in the Mobei War Zone is like this
Fierce. Do you think Mobei Zhenhun will lead his soul-suppressing soldiers to watch the show?"
I……
It's not that I don't want to talk, but I suddenly feel that Ghost King is right.
What's more important is that all the evil ghosts under him suddenly stopped.
Then the leader shouted loudly: "My king, leave quickly, those shameless people are coming."
Who is coming?
Because I am a soul now, I cannot feel the changes in fate around me at all, and I am even less able to determine who the shameless person they call is.
"They are the people who gave you the talisman on purpose. Zang Ling'er, don't you still think that you are lucky to get this talisman?" This chapter has been completed!