Hong Xiuquan stood in front of the dragon chair and looked at me. The expression on his face was not too shocked, but rather a little excited.
"It turns out that you have become so powerful. That's just right. The stronger you are, the better the nourishing effect will be for me."
As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if he was seeing a tempting delicacy.
"Then you have to have this ability." I said, rushed over without hesitation, and then punched him.
There was a loud bang, and the punch hit him firmly.
But he just took a few steps back, and it didn't seem to be anything serious.
"Yes, it is indeed much stronger." He looked at me and said excitedly.
I frowned. Although I have mobilized the power of the soul blood, I have not refined Jian's soul, so I don't have much power to use.
It is completely incomparable to the strength of the underworld and his party. After all, Ying Gou's consciousness awakened in the underworld and he used nearly one-third of his soul blood.
Now, it is estimated that it is less than one-tenth.
But even so, at this moment I am enough to defeat the average Yin Shen.
But now, facing the guy in front of me, my punch had no effect on him at all.
There is only one reason. The guy in front of me is even more powerful than the average Yin God in the underworld.
There is another crucial reason. I was brought here by him, so this is his territory and his home court.
This guy had countless loyal believers who were deceived by him, collected so much power of faith, and later swallowed countless ghosts of those who died in Nanjing City.
So now he is really stronger than the average Yin God.
"I admit that you are strong enough now, but this is not enough, because this is my home court, so stop struggling and give this soul to me."
He looked at me, stretched out his hand, with a kind smile on his face, and his whole body exuded a sacred yellow light.
I looked at him and couldn't help but laugh.
I was laughed out of anger. This guy was playing this kind of trick again. He must have used this kind of trick to fool the believers back then.
But he forgot one thing, times have changed, and this trick no longer works.
Especially for me, it is even more useless.
I rushed forward without hesitation and punched him in the face.
After one punch, his body floated backwards. Although it hit him, I knew that the punch did no harm to him at all.
"Stop struggling, this is my territory, how can you hurt me here." He looked at me and continued to smile lightly.
At this time, I took a deep breath and was extremely angry.
Due to my own carelessness, I actually let this magician be brought into this place. Now I feel like a child being played with by him, which makes me very unhappy.
I ignored him and rushed over to him, continuing to punch him.
His body was fluttering around after being beaten by me, and he looked a little miserable, but it didn't cause any damage at all.
After a while, I stopped. In this short period of time, I didn't know how many punches I threw, but nothing happened to this guy.
"You're tired, it's time for me to take action."
He looked at me and said calmly.
When the voice fell, he waved his hands.
After a moment, a black mist dispersed in front of him, and then ferocious ghost figures rushed out from inside, roared, opened their mouths and bit me.
I snorted coldly and punched down, and the ghosts that rushed towards me were immediately scattered.
But there were too many ghosts in the black mist. Once they were broken up, countless ghosts would rush out, so I could only keep punching.
"Stop struggling, just let me swallow it obediently. As for your body in this life, I can build a shrine for you and worship it with incense. You will be famous after your death." He looked at me and said calmly.
said.
"Hahahaha, you are just a dog, just a dog reincarnated by me. If you want to become the master, don't even think about it!" I said coldly while punching continuously.
"Don't be obsessed with it. Haven't you always wanted to fight back to the underworld for so many years and sit on your bone throne again? You and I are actually the same person. Of course, whoever is strong enough will be qualified to do those things. You want to
Admit it, now I am more qualified to sit on the Throne of Bones than you are."
Hearing his words, I kept sneering in my heart.
There is indeed some truth to what he said. Re-entering the underworld, defeating Ksitigarbha and sitting on the Bone Throne has always been Yinggou's wish.
But now I am a brand new existence, not the same Ying Gou as before.
If I admit defeat, there is only one thing waiting for me, and that is to let him swallow the soul and then completely refine it.
All my consciousness will disappear and I will cease to exist.
This is something I will never agree to.
But his words also made my heart move.
Throne of Bones, now that Throne of Bones is in my hands. Under the Throne of Bones are suppressed countless demon gods of the underworld who were killed by Ying Gou. Those demon gods have all sworn allegiance to me.
"The Throne of Bones? What qualifications do you, a dog, have to sit on the Throne of Bones?"
I looked at him, sneered, and waved.
The Bone Throne that I placed deep in my soul suddenly appeared, floating above my head.
In a moment, countless demons dormant under the throne heard my call, and stuck their heads out under the throne, looking at the ghosts rushing over with endless greed.
"Swallow them!" I waved my hand and gave the order to those demon gods.
Having been suppressed under the throne for who knows how many years, these demon gods have long been thirsty without the nourishment of living souls. Now when they saw those ghosts, they all rushed out roaring.
But in the blink of an eye, those seemingly endless ghosts were swallowed up by them.
"The Throne of Bones is actually in your hands!"
When Hong Xiuquan in front saw the scene in front of him, he exclaimed with endless greed in his eyes.
"This is my throne, naturally it is in my hands." I looked at him with a sneer.
"Go and swallow him!" I waved my hand again and gave the order to those demons.
The devil who swallowed countless ghosts heard my numerology and rushed towards Hong Xiuquan.
But after a moment, those guys all stopped, as if they had seen ghosts, they rushed back roaring, and then all hid under the bone chairs.
Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but be stunned.
I know that although these guys in the underworld are not very smart, the most important thing is commitment.
They had promised me that they would obey my orders, but how could they suddenly withdraw now?
"This is your throne, and it's also mine." At this moment, Hong Xiuquan stepped forward, looked at the bone throne suspended in mid-air, and said excitedly.
