Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh battle of ghost kings
The dark and cold outer galaxy.
A dark red star flew slowly by.
On the surface of the star, there are corpses all over the place. There are crystal-like glass fragments after the explosion of the Yang God, there are the huge mountain-like bones of the great demon, and there are continuous corpses like the Great Black Iron Wall formed after the demon refined them.
A huge platinum head with countless holes punched through it, and the soul of Shura seemed to be screaming and wailing inside.
Sitting on top of the head was an old man with a deep complexion.
The old man has one red eye and one silver eye, and his whole body exudes a ferocious and cruel smell.
He rubbed his silver-white eyeballs with his fingertips, frowned and said, "My newly trained eyes always feel uncomfortable."
On that huge head, he looked as small as a fly.
Countless dark red streams of light flew out from the bottom of the star, like thousands of energy streams, flowing into his thin body.
Not far away, after escaping from the Sword Prison, the Yīn Corpse King, who had been torn into pieces and then blended together, was refining the bones of a great demon.
The big demon is a thousand feet long and looks like a huge purple python, but unfortunately it broke into pieces.
In the body of the big demon, the raging and violent energy and blood were condensed into the sinister corpse energy, which was integrated into the body of the Yin Corpse King.
This evil man who was fortunate enough to be imprisoned in the Sword Prison and who also had the cultivation of the Self-Contained Realm had nothing but awe in his heart when facing this notorious alien object from the galaxy.
"Master, over there?" The Yin Corpse King was startled, and turned his head suddenly to look at a deep vortex that was slowly condensing in the dim galaxy in the distance.
Within the vortex, ancient galactic ships shined with cold metallic luster.
The 10,000-meter-long Galaxy Battleship emerged from the deep vortex like a ghost, soundlessly, and many powerful alien races from the Galaxy could be vaguely seen above.
Those ancient galactic ships adjusted their direction slightly and headed towards Annihilation of Heaven and Earth.
Above those ancient ships, there were at least seven strong aliens of the same level as the Yīn Corpse King, releasing their majestic soul thoughts to sweep away the dark red star.
However, in just a moment, the soul thoughts of the seven powerful men quickly retreated like frightened birds.
For just a moment, even the Yin Corpse King was frightened and his scalp felt numb.
The pseudonym "Ming Kun", in human form, squatted on the head of the huge, platinum-level Dark Domain Shura, Ming Chaos Kun, with a cold expression, gently twitching the corner of his mouth, and laughed strangely: "It's lively,
The world is becoming more and more lively."
"Master, them?" Yīn Corpse King exclaimed.
"At this moment, no one dares to provoke me." Ming Chuan Kun grinned, "The three great sects, the people from the Demon Palace, the Demon Palace, and the blind-eyed demons have died a few times, and they have all settled down.
.Those seven little guys, since they know who I am, they will run as far as they can. When I refine another dozen stars, they will return to the vast world."
"I haven't seen that boy Yu Yuan for a long time. He's a bit far away. Just taking a peek would consume a drop of blood."
He sighed, with a distressed look on his face, peeled off a drop of blood essence from his chest, and breathed upward.
That breath contains countless essences of the sun and the moon, like a miniature splendid galaxy.
Immediately, he saw that the outer ring of that drop of "Giant Beast Essence Amber" was burning with fireworks, and a kind of supernatural power that spanned the endless space suddenly emerged from the amber-like blood.
Inside, the scene of Yu Yuan sitting quietly in the small silver-gray world, practicing together with Yuan Lianyao and the raccoon-shaped ghost, suddenly emerged.
Including, the dried "River of the Underworld", and the body of the Ghost King lying motionless with his soul separated from his body.
"What a good boy, you are already condensing your spirit."
Ming Chuan Kun immediately laughed strangely, "It's not a waste of a drop of my blood essence. Even though I have become a little richer recently, it is still not easy to condense the blood essence! Hey, that is... the dry river Styx in the underworld! It is a terrifying place!
This kid is actually condensing his spirit in the form of his true body in a terrifying place!"
He slapped his legs and stood up excitedly.
Click!
Under him, Shura's head, which was nearly a kilometer high, exploded because of his impulsive move.
When the Yīn Corpse King saw it, he felt chills running down his spine, and he was secretly glad that he had surrendered.
Following Ming Chaos Kun, he broke through all obstacles and escaped into the vast galaxy again. After seeing Ming Chaos Kun appear in the true form of the giant beast and go to swallow the stars, he knew how huge the real starry sky monster was.
The thousand-meter-high head of Dark Domain Shura is already as tall as a mountain in the vast world.
But compared with Ming Chuan Kun's real body, it is so small that it is not worth mentioning at all.
"Wonderful!"
Ming Chuan Kun crushed it with one foot. The platinum skull that was placed in the vast world and could drive countless people crazy, "I have to hurry up. This kid has made an astonishing progress. I have to go back before he condenses the Yang God."
otherwise
, if you want to seize him and use his body to practice as a human being, you will be in trouble."
As he said this, he glanced at the soulless body of the Ghost King lying on the ground.
"Hey, this little guy seems to be..."
While talking to himself, he glanced at the Yin Corpse King seemingly unintentionally, "Ancestor of your lineage."
"What?" Yīn Corpse King was shocked.
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Deep underground.
Outside the hazy silvery light, Jiang Xingwen and the five ghost kings including Luo Hu were all alarmed.
The magical aura created by the combination of "yīn sunflower essence" and rich yin energy, unless Jiang Xingwen dared to touch it even slightly, the soul thoughts of the five ghost kings would dissipate as soon as they were contaminated.
Like a poison.
A little white light flashed in the small space within the aperture.
Then, more white lights emerged one after another.
"Bone!"
Standing on the ice stone tombstone, Han Yuan Ghost King made a cold voice from between his teeth.
The sights of all the ghost kings, as well as Jiang Xingwen, were all staring at those light spots.
I felt my vision blur, and for a moment, a dazzling light shone, and I saw a short skeletal body suddenly flashing out.
From the Yin Mountain where he was hiding, he arrived at this small space in one leap. Falling outside the hazy silver halo, he saw a pair of green eyes, their brilliance gradually growing.
"Bone!"
When Rahu Ghost King saw him again, he felt that everything was strange, as if the bones in front of him had become another soul, no longer the ghost ghost that challenged her before.
"You want me to die too?"
Baigu looked at Jiang Xingwen strangely, seeming quite confused.
"It's not me." Jiang Xingwen smiled bitterly and pointed to the "Soul Crossing River" on her waist. "It's it, the soul of the weapon inside. It wants you to die."
"That's the underworld." Bai Gu said.
"It's not the ghost king of Hades, but the soul of the soul crossing the river." Jiang Xingwen explained.
"Soul crossing the river, there has never been a weapon soul. The one who communicates with you and instructs you has always been Mingdu." Baigu's voice was slightly cold, "Mingdu, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"It's been a long time. I thought you would never return to the place of terror."
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ps: The state is very bad, today is just one chapter, I’m sorry~