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Chapter 485 The ghost emperor returns to the world, and the world is full of hell

Ladder to the sky on the floating mountain.

A strange black mist billowed up.

It was as if it had turned into a gloomy hell, exuding an extremely evil aura everywhere, with countless terrifying ghosts struggling to crawl out. At this time, the disciples of the God Clan on Fushan fell into a gloomy place like a black oil pool, and became the source of countless evil spirits.

The ghosts crawling out from under the pool compete for food.

Even the gods at the level of god generals were devoured by countless ghosts and monsters in an instant.

"Help-"

Some God Clan disciples shouted in fear.

But at this time, he could not escape from the black oil pool and sank little by little. In panic, he felt countless terrifying tentacles tearing his body apart and eating his flesh and blood.

It seemed that evil spirits were gnawing at his bones and sucking out his marrow.

On Fushan Mountain at the back.

No god, not even a god king, can escape from the Black Pool Hell.

The strong divine light blooming from their bodies could not break through the darkness at this moment, let alone escape from the black oil pool. Even if they struggled desperately and just left the black oil pool, terrifying black hands would immediately stretch out from under the black oil pool.

Pull them down...

Pull all the way down to the Black Oil Pond.

This is like an abyss.

"kill!"

There was a god king whose eyes were torn apart, and he burned himself crazily, trying to open a way for his people to survive. However, after he broke through a black oil pool hell, there was another black oil pool hell in front of him, but from this hell, he entered another.

Just a hell.

He roared angrily and went on madly.

But the hell that stood in front of him seemed to have no end.

Soon after, he died in the eighteenth Black Oil Pool Hell. Both his flesh and bones were eaten by the ghosts in the Black Oil Pool Hell...

Only the roaring soul remains.

But the roaring soul couldn't fly and sank little by little into the black oil pool.

And beneath the black oil pools, countless souls of the gods have sunk. They struggled in the black pools and eventually lost all hope.

Gradually sinking.

Just a few dozen breaths of time.

Hundreds of thousands of divine disciples were devoured on the Fushan Ladder.

One by one, the roaring souls sank little by little under the black oil pool, as if there was an endless abyss under the black oil pool that would never reach the bottom.

On the 107th floating mountain, a majestic figure in white stands.

His tall figure runs through the entire world, seeming to be reflected in every corner of time and space, and his body is filled with an eerie and terrifying imperial power. Every time his figure is reflected in a corner, a strange black mist appears in that corner, and countless ghosts and monsters emerge from the black mist.

Climb out of the middle and swallow all living creatures instantly...

It's like everything in the world has turned into hell.

This person is Feng Qingyan.

But to be precise, he is the Ghost Emperor who has experienced terrible and strange things both in his body and in his soul. The Ghost Emperor at this moment can only be the Ghost Emperor who frightens the world. He is not a talented and strategic Shang Emperor, let alone the one who was granted the title of Jin Dynasty.

Feng Qingyan of Xusheng.

If it were Feng Qingyan, he would not let the weird emperor's heart return to the emperor's body so early. He would not let the terrifying and weird ghost emperor return to the world and cause harm to the world...

If he were the Shang Emperor, he would not have plunged the world into a terrifying hell.

So now it is only the Ghost Emperor who has returned, and something terrible and strange happened to him.

As soon as he returned, he brought terrible disasters to the world, turning the world into a horrific hell and trapping countless creatures in it.

On the Fushan Ladder.

The disciples of the God Clan are dying, and their souls are sinking.

In the Kunxu Realm, under the terrifying and strange black mist, the bodies of the disciples of the gods gradually began to undergo terrible and strange changes. Some people had hair on their bodies, long green hair; some people had rot on their bodies and emitted a strong stench; some people had various things growing inside their bodies, or

Are there a few more arms, or two more legs...

"ah--"

In the city of Suihuo.

Some of the God Clan disciples screamed in fear.

He saw a snake-like head growing out of his neck, frantically devouring his own flesh and blood...

In just a few dozen breaths, all the flesh and blood on his body was eaten away by the snake's head.

And more disciples of the gods become more and more similar to evil ghosts or evil ghosts, and gradually lose their minds, and their eyes are full of evil aura.

In the divine city, many divine kings and divine princes saw this and their eyes were split open.

They wanted to save the people, but they were unable to do anything.

Even for them, something terrible seems to be happening...

The Huangquan Ghost Land opposite the Kunxu Realm.

At this time, there was a strong tremor in the underworld ghost land, and it seemed that a terrible change was taking place in the netherworld. Under the huge pit in the depths of the netherworld, there were bursts of strange roars, which seemed to be exciting, and seemed to be exciting...

A terrifying aura rose into the sky.

Terrifying shadows soared into the sky.

This is the terrifying "strangeness" hidden under the deep pit. They rush out of the deep pit crazily and seem to be heading towards the underworld with cheers.

Although the Feng Mountain in front of the deep pit is exuding a faint hint of pure imperial power.

But the emperor's power at this time was unable to suppress "weirdness". After all, the master of "weirdness" and the source of weirdness, the Ghost Emperor, had returned...

On Feng Mountain.

The little lady Yaoyao is still wearing a bright red phoenix crown and a beautiful pei.

At this time, she looked up into the depths of the sky, her face even more frosty. When she noticed the movement in the pit, she immediately flew over the pit, trying to suppress the "weirdness" with a layer of hell behind her.

It's a pity that the "weird" at this time seems to have found a backbone and is not too afraid of the little lady Yaoyao.

Countless "weird things" rise from the pit into the sky.

But in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds and thousands of "weird things" appeared in the Netherworld.

Moreover, the "weird ones" rushed out from under the pit in a steady stream, heading towards the Underworld Ghost Land like crazy.

At this time, the little lady Yaoyao's face changed drastically. She was unable to suppress the pit at all. She couldn't help but roared in anger and flew towards the underworld.

Rumble——

The Underworld Ghost Land shook violently.

The scholar who was guarding outside the Underworld Ghost Land felt a terrifying and strange aura rising into the sky, and then saw a terrifying appearance rushing out...

"Weird!"

On the first city there was a great sage who shouted loudly.

But after a breath, almost all the literati were stunned.

They saw countless terrifying "weird things" rushing out from under the Underworld Ghost, and almost even the Underworld Ghost Land was overturned by them.

They are extremely terrifying, tyrannical and unstoppable.

In an instant, it broke through the blockade of Wanli Changting.

"kill!"

After counting the interest.

Countless literati came to their senses and immediately activated the lanterns or attacked directly. However, many literati were killed by the residual power erupting from "Weird" before they could get close...

"retreat!"

A great sage drank loudly.

There are so many "weird things" that are simply beyond their capabilities. Killing them at this time will only lead to death.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

The great sage yelled crazily, but there were still many literati who rushed forward without hesitation.

boom!

boom!

Under the "weird" terrifying impact, every literary pavilion exploded. Even in the First City, cracks appeared...

Countless literati rushed forward in despair without any hesitation.

"ah--"

The great sage roared sadly and went to kill him.

And at this time.

A bright red figure who was extremely angry rushed out of the Underworld Ghost.

The black millstone behind her is spinning crazily, constantly enlarging...




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