The Ghost Kings took the initiative to stop, which made everyone unexpected.
Di Linglong vented a lot of anger. It was much more normal at this moment, but the fighting spirit was still strong. However, the Ghost King of Hentian chose to stop. She felt that there was no fun, so she stopped attacking.
Qu Zhantian and Lin Gui naturally chose to stop.
Countless ghost generals surrounded Luo Sen and the five people, and the atmosphere became extremely strange. Luo Sen held the shadow of the Sky Sword and suddenly became the focus.
Seeing that Luo Sen did not respond, the Ghost King of Hentian roared: "Tell me where your sword came from."
A gust of cold wind, accompanied by the fishy smell.
"What does it have to do with you?" Luo Sen frowned slightly and covered his nose.
The Ghost King of Hentian was furious: "Why is its power so weak? What did you do! This is not your sword, you don't deserve this sword at all."
It seems that the Ghost King of Hate knows the Sword of the Heaven.
The Sword of the Sky has not appeared in the world for a long time.
Moreover, this is just a sword shadow, but it has one-eighteenth of the power of the original Sky-Slaying Sword. Even if the form is somewhat similar to the rumored Sky-Slaying Sword, no one will think of it.
After all, many people like to imitate famous swords.
So even Di Linglong, who had specially studied all the famous weapons in the world, did not see the strangeness of the sword shadow in Luo Sen's hand. Who knew that the Ghost King of Hate Heaven actually saw it?
Rosen was also angry.
There is no such humiliating person.
"This is my sword. You have no right to comment whether I deserve it or not." Luo Sen said coldly.
Of course, the origin of this sword cannot be expressed.
Not only because of the promise to Beiming Palace, but also because of the concern that if the matter is spread, greedy people will go to Beihai to make trouble.
Never underestimate human greed.
If the world's number one sword is born, all the Spirit Emperors will not be able to sit still.
Di Linglong's eyes swept over the sword shadow of the sky, and his brows frowned slightly.
What's wrong with this sword?
Although it is not bad, at most it is just a top-grade earth level. Is it worth paying attention to?
The ghost kings shouted, and the sound of ghost crying was shocking.
They do not recognize this sword.
However, they showed extreme anger towards the insult of the Ghost King of Hate.
The huge eyes of the Ghost King of Hentian were flashing with anger. He growled: "Very good, I won't bother you, just kill you."
He showed his extreme desire for the Shadow of the Sky.
At this moment, the Shadow of the Sky in Luo Sen's hand made an extremely slight sword sound, but that's all. The Sword Shadow's Spirit is too weak and incomplete.
"Save the sword."
The Ghost King of Hentian slowly rose above the tomb, and his ugly and huge body appeared. He barely had a personal form, but it was too hideous. The hard skin, as thick as a strong armor, seemed to be like the skin of a shriveled corpse body, making people
It was extremely awkward to watch.
"What is he going to do?" Qu Zhongxuan asked curiously.
Rosen shook his head: "Who knows? Maybe he wants to use his big move?"
They were not worried that these ghost kings were indeed of realm and seemed to be very insufficient in combat power. In addition, the eight ghost kings had just broken up. At this moment, only fifteen ghost kings were left, and the pressure was greatly reduced.
But the next moment, Luo Sen and his men's faces became a little wrong.
A deep black light burst out from the eyes of the Ghost King of Hate, and he murmured in a low voice: "Where can the wandering souls stay? The three souls come, and the spirit comes. All the past, the clouds and mists of the past, now cherish the present, like
Dreams are like illusions. My previous life's essence and blood have traveled through the vast river of time and space, awakening the soul of the past. The laws do not come to you, and the heaven and earth cannot be bound by their bodies. Life and death are avoided, and they will be cleared!"
A black light penetrated into the void.
A dull breath suddenly sounded in the tomb, and an extremely terrifying sword intent suddenly erupted from the eyebrows of the Ghost King of Henry.
The mighty majesty emanates from the Ghost King of Hate.
That was an unrivaled vigor.
Just like the natural suppression of the superiors over the inferiors, people generally call this majesty that simply exceeds the limits of heaven and earth: Emperor's power.
That's right, the Ghost King of Hentian actually exuded an imperial power, and his power had completely changed. Luo Sen had only felt the domineering and profound sword intent in Ling Zheng.
"Emperor level!" Luo Sen shouted softly.
How is it possible.
Is there an emperor-level position in front of the Ghost King of Hate?
When the human army was killed here, could it be that there were emperor-level powerful people among them!
How can I fight this? Ghost Emperor? Even if it is only 10% of its power in his lifetime, it is enough to kill everyone here.
"Don't panic." Di Linglong said in a deep voice: "He was not the Emperor level during his lifetime. The Emperor level was already incompatible with the rules of heaven and earth, and it was impossible to follow the Yin and Yang to turn into a ghost. At best, he was just a wisp of residual soul after the death of an Emperor level powerful man.
By chance, other forces were merged into a brand new ghost."
After hearing this explanation, everyone did not feel at ease.
"But his power has indeed exceeded the diamond level." Lin Gui said in a deep voice: "Even if it is only one percent of the power of the Awakening Emperor level, it is not something we can compete with."
The temperament of the Ghost King of Hentian has even changed. Although his appearance is still ugly, it gives people the feeling of an unparalleled holy master.
Luo Sen's eyes flashed.
Reviving the most fundamental power in your own origins.
He felt something for a moment, but he was full of thoughts and was facing danger, and for a moment he was not at all.
"Leave the sword, you go." A calm voice came from the mouth of the Ghost King of Hentian, full of unquestionable feelings.
Even the sound changed.
It seemed like a completely different person.
Di Linglong narrowed his eyes slightly: "I'm here to repay the favor. If someone is not saved, he still has to put on a sword? I can't accept it."
"You are not qualified to bargain with me." The aura of the Ghost King of Henry slowly flowed out, with the domineering and majesty of breaking through the mountains and rivers of the world: "Let's go, or die!"
"Hahaha, it just so happens that I'm not satisfied with the fight yet." Di Linglong laughed, and the golden light on his body became more and more powerful: "If you are really the Ghost Emperor, I'm afraid of you, just a remnant soul, and you dare to do so.
Arrogant!"
In the shocked eyes of everyone, Di Linglong also slowly rose to the sky.
The next moment, her breath began to soar.
A low tiger roar sounded, and the fierce aura seemed to swallow the entire tomb.
She is already the peak Spirit Emperor. No matter how strong she is at this moment, she naturally reaches that absolutely sacred realm.
"The power of the emperor."
Everyone swallowed.
A trace of imperial power also emerged from Di Linglong.
No one could have thought that she actually had some imperial power.
Of course, the power of one person and one ghost is actually far from reaching the legendary imperial level, but once it reaches this threshold, it is not the same level at all.
"This is not your power." The Ghost King of Hentian said coldly.
Di Linglong laughed: "Is it possible that what you are using now is your power? It's useless to say more, and you can fight if you want to fight."
For a moment, the storm changed.
Countless ghost generals were shocked by the emperor's power and retreated one after another.
This is the majesty that these dark objects cannot resist.
Luo Sen breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn't expect to see such a battle today.
Di Linglong once said that his strongest spirit was sealed in his body and could not be summoned at will.
Now it seems that perhaps the one who sealed the emperor-level creatures in her body, but who has such great ability to seal the emperor-level creatures in other people's bodies?
You know, this is much more difficult than sealing Kunpeng.