As soon as the Death God's Tomb Master arrived at the Ghost King's Palace, he shouted coldly, and his powerful spiritual consciousness swept across the entire Ghost King's Palace without any hesitation.
Boom!
How terrifying is the consciousness of the Death God's Tomb Master? It is like a vast ocean. Just sweeping out, it instantly envelopes the entire Ghost King Palace, making countless strong men in the Ghost King Palace have difficulty breathing, as if they are suffocating.
A strong person who has reached the third level of transcendence is extremely powerful, but if he does not reach this level, he will not be able to resist at all.
At this time, in the distance in the void.
"It's the owner of Death's tomb."
"He came to the Ghost King's Palace like this to search for the Mori Ming Ghost King. Could it be said that the Mori Ming Ghost King is not dead yet?"
"Probably not dead, otherwise, the owner of Death's Tomb would not have said what he said before."
"I just don't know if the Senming Ghost King is in the Ghost King's Palace. If he is, I'm afraid there will inevitably be an unparalleled war."
Far away in the void.
A series of terrifying spiritual thoughts suddenly rose up, and several powerful auras that were not inferior to the owner of the tomb of the god of death began to communicate in an instant.
These are all the restricted area owners who came to the Ghost King Palace from the abandoned city and other restricted areas after hearing the news.
However, without understanding the situation, they just lurked here and did not come directly, but happened to see the scene in front of them.
Ghost King Palace.
The owner of the tomb of the God of Death had a gloomy expression, and his consciousness swept across all directions.
Boom!
The powerful spiritual consciousness penetrates into every void and does not let go of even a stone, a piece of wood, or even a cent.
previously.
After the owner of the Death God's Tomb left Guichou Ridge, he immediately followed the aura of space to track the existence of the Mori Ming Ghost King.
The owner of the Tomb of the God of Death believed that with his ability and ability, there would be no problem at all in finding the seriously injured Ghost King of Mori Ming.
But in the end, the owner of the Death God's Tomb was completely disappointed. He flew over many places and carefully examined any space in the void. Even if there were abnormal spatial fluctuations, he still completely lost the trace of the Ghost King.
How can this make the owner of Death's Tomb not angry?
He lost a clone, his generals fell, and after experiencing such a battle, he even suffered a lot of trauma under the Dead Sea Source Crystal, but in the end he gained nothing. How could he accept it?
Of course, what worries the owner of the Tomb of Death the most is the water of the Dead Sea.
Such a treasure is related to the upcoming trip to the Dead Sea Forbidden Land, and he must get it.
Therefore, after searching for the Ghost King of Senming without success, he immediately came to the Ghost King's Palace.
In his guess, the probability of the seriously injured Senming Ghost King appearing in the Ghost King's Palace should be about 30%, but it was only 30%.
After all, if the Mori Ming Ghost King shrinks into the Ghost King Palace after being seriously injured, he will only become a target.
It can only be regarded as a choice made out of desperation.
Now that he has arrived, he is indeed disappointed.
His spiritual consciousness swept through every inch of soil in the Ghost King's Palace, but could not find any trace of the Ghost King.
The Ghost King of Mori Ming seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and was nowhere to be found.
"Where exactly is this Ghost King of Mori Ming hiding?"
The owner of the Death God's tomb had a gloomy look in his eyes. He looked around, and suddenly a hint of ferocity flashed through his eyes.
A terrifying aura swept out of him in an instant, and was suddenly suppressed.
Boom! In an instant, the entire Ghost King Palace shook violently. Countless rocks collapsed, and many mountain peaks and trees were directly annihilated. Such terrifying aura suppression caused countless ordinary people in the Ghost King Palace to let out shrill roars.
It was directly shattered in fear, and exploded into blood mist.
It was simply a massacre.
Wisps of life aura rose up and were instantly taken into the hands of the Death Tomb Master.
In the void.
Ming Heg's body, suppressed by this force, made a rattling noise, and his eyes instantly turned blood red, with a look of extreme anger. "Master Death Tomb Master, my father has not returned yet. If Master Death Tomb Master wants to find my father, you can wait for him.
I’m back, but it doesn’t seem right to destroy the formation of my Ghost King Palace and kill many of the people of my Ghost King Palace, right? My Ghost King Palace, okay
After all, it is one of the restricted areas in the Abandoned Land, so please, Lord Death Tomb Master, please stop."
Ming He suppressed his fear and said with fear and trembling.
The Tomb Master of the God of Death came to his Ghost King Palace so arrogantly, and killed countless powerful people in his Ghost King Palace with just a raise of his hand. He simply didn't take his Ghost King Palace seriously.
If he continues like this, even with his cultivation level, he will eventually die.
"Not so good?"
The owner of the Death God's Tomb glanced at Ming He with cold eyes and a trace of ridicule on his lips.
A person who is at the peak of the first level is worthy of talking to himself?
"Are you the current host of the Ghost King Palace?" The owner of the Death Tomb immediately stopped and said coldly.
A trace of fierce murderous intent suddenly descended on Ming He's body, and his body suddenly trembled, feeling as if he was half-stepping on the edge of death.
"Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, this junior Ming He is the young master of the Ghost King Palace." Ming He swallowed and said while suppressing his fear.
"Young Master?"
The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered: "The Ghost King of Mori Ming has disappeared, and now there are only two or three big cats and kittens in the Ghost King's Palace? Is it worthy of being called a restricted area?"
He glanced around, and his eyes fell on the strongest ghost general Chu Kui in the crowd.
"You should be the strongest person in the Ghost King Palace now?" the owner of the Death God's Tomb said coldly.
Being stared at by the owner of the tomb of the God of Death, the ghost general Chu Kui suddenly became excited and hurriedly said: "I am Chu Kui, the leader of the six great ghost generals under the command of the Ghost King."
"Six great ghost generals?"
The Lord of Death's Tomb has swept away the other great ghost generals, all of whom have reached the second level of transcendence. However, in the eyes of a giant like him, the strong men with the second level of transcendence are undoubtedly just ants.
He raised his hand.
boom!
Invisible Qi surged, Young Master Ming He, Ghost General Chu Kui and others were instantly captured firmly in the void, their bodies were violently compressed, and cracks appeared all over their bodies, leaving them scarred instantly.
This is the power of the eternal order level, and it is simply not something that Kui Kui ghost can resist with these two levels of transcendence.
"Master of Death's Tomb, please spare my life..."
Kuui Ghost General said in horror.
"Spare your life? Where is the Ghost King of Mori Ming? You should all have a way to send a message to him, right? Send a message to him immediately and let him return. Otherwise, I will destroy the Ghost King's Palace."
The owner of the Death Tomb said in a cold voice.
"Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, we have already sent a message to the Ghost King, but there is no news from the Ghost King." Many strong men in the Ghost King's Palace only felt that their physical bodies were collapsing little by little, and endless waves of emotions emerged in their hearts.
Fear, if this continues, within a moment, they will be killed on the spot because they cannot bear the power of order.
Exploded to death.
"There is no news. As the young master of the Ghost King Palace, are you unable to contact the Ghost King of Senming?"
The owner of the tomb of the God of Death looked at Ming He, and an invisible force descended upon him.
"ah!"
Ming He screamed suddenly, and under the power of the Death God's tomb owner, his body was broken bit by bit, and streams of blood spurted out.
"Sir, I can't contact my father either. I really can't."
Ming He said in horror.
"Then do you know where the Ghost King of Mori Ming will be?" The tone of the owner of the Death Tomb was calm, but in the ears of Ming He and others, it sounded like the voice of the devil.
"Sir, this junior doesn't know." Ming He said tremblingly.
"have no idea?"
"hehe."
The owner of the Death God's Tomb smiled. He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the crowd below. There, there was a group of enchanting women, who were the relatives of the Ghost King of Mori Ming.
The abandoned place is a place of imprisonment. The owner of the restricted area is the most supreme being in this world and has nowhere to leave. All he can do on a daily basis is naturally to have fun.
Among them, the Ghost King Senming is one of the best, with nearly a hundred women to his name.
This group of enchanting women are the women of the Ghost King Senming. Among them, there are high and low cultivation levels, but the high ones are just the first level of transcendence, so they are not very strong.
In front of this group of women, there is a group of men and women whose vitality is younger than these enchanting women, and they all have a hint of the ghost king's breath in their bodies.
"These should be all the children of the Senming Ghost King, right?"
An invisible force brought these people to the owner of Death's Tomb. These people looked horrified and struggled violently.
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"Lord, Lord of Death's Tomb, please let my son go."
Below, among the group of enchanting women, someone screamed in fear.
"Noisy."
The words fell.
Bang!
The person who spoke exploded on the spot and instantly turned into a pile of blood, with no bones left.
There was silence on the field, the crowd was terrified, and no one dared to speak anymore.
The owner of the Death Tomb looked indifferently at the group of children of the Mori Ming Ghost King in front of him, and said calmly: "You are all the children of the Mori Ming Ghost King. Do you know his traces?"
"Lord, Lord Death's Tomb, I don't know."
"We really don't know."
The crowd cried bitterly and shouted in fear and trembling.
The sound of crying was so shrill that it sounded like purgatory on earth.
There is no way not to be afraid. In front of a strong person like the Death God's Tomb Master, they who were once so majestic are really like ants.
On the side, neither Ghost General Kui Kui nor Young Master Ming He dared to move or speak, because they all knew that in front of this madman, the Tomb Master of Death, whoever moved would die.
"I don't know?" The owner of the Death God's Tomb smiled, but when the smile fell into the eyes of the Ghost King, it looked like a devil.
The group of children cried in fear and nodded, "I really don't know."
"If you don't know, then what use do you have?"
The owner of the Death Tomb snorted coldly and squeezed it gently with his palm.
puff!
Immediately, the body of the leading Senming ghost prince exploded, and her soul was shattered on the spot.
"ah!"
The voice of fear instantly echoed in the Ghost King's Palace.
In the void, blood fell drop by drop, dyeing the ground of the Ghost King's Palace red.
"What about you?" The owner of Death's Tomb looked at the others again.
"Spare your life, Lord Death's Tomb Master, spare your life."
"Please Lord Death, Lord of the Tomb, please let me go."
"We really don't know where our father is. Please forgive me."
A group of people cried and said in horror.
"Haha, if you don't reveal his traces today, you will all die."
The words fell.
The palms of the owner of Death's Tomb tightened little by little, and an invisible force in the void instantly enveloped everyone.
"ah!"
Everyone's bodies were twisted and cracked bit by bit.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Under the restraint of the Death God's Tomb Master, the bodies of the many children of the Mori Ming Ghost King were distorted, and they exploded one after another. Their shrill screams were like purgatory on earth.
Some of these children were even loved by the Ghost King of Mori and had the soul consciousness of the Ghost King in their bodies. However, even if they were killed, the spirit of the Ghost King never came.
"Brother, save... us."
"Master Chu Kui Ghost General, save us..."
Before they died, this group of people looked at Ming He and the ghost general Chu Kui in horror and despair, but Ming He lowered his head and did not even look at these half-brothers and sisters.
When disaster strikes, they all fly away, and he doesn't dare to step forward at all.
At this time, the ghost general Yu Kui looked ugly and couldn't help but step forward and said: "Master of the Tomb of the God of Death..."
"Um?"
The owner of the Death God's Tomb suddenly turned his head, and a terrifying pressure suddenly fell on the ghost general Chu Kui.
boom!
The aura of death was boiling, and Kui Kui ghost spurted out a mouthful of blood before he finished speaking. His body split open on the spot, and countless blood spattered out from his whole body, almost breaking into pieces.
His usually powerful peak power of all things and gods was unable to resist the power of the Death God's Tomb Master at this time. He looked up at the Death God's Tomb Master in horror.
"Do you have the right to speak here?"
The owner of the Death Tomb gave him a cold look: "Don't worry, it will be your turn, don't worry."
How can the owner of Death's Tomb be willing to not find the Ghost King of Mori Ming? Even if the Ghost King's Palace is destroyed, he will not hesitate.
The ghost general Chu Kui trembled all over, despairing, and did not dare to move at all.
The owner of the Death Tomb turned to look at the family members of the many ghost kings of the forest, with a cruel smile on his lips: "It seems that the ghost king you most admire has given up on you and left you to die without any news."
His eyes were indifferent, and finally, he set his eyes on Ming He.
"I don't know if I kill his favorite son, will the Ghost King of Mori Ming appear?"
Ming He was shocked all over.
A terrifying breath of death instantly enveloped him.
"No!"
"Lord, Lord Death's Tomb, have mercy on me."
Young Master Ming He's body trembled and he hurriedly said in horror. Wisps of death power seeped into his body. His body suddenly made tearing sounds, and blood spurted out bit by bit.
He suddenly said in horror: "My Lord, the owner of the Tomb of the God of Death, I am willing to surrender to you and serve you as a dog and horse. From now on, I will become your dog. I just ask you not to kill me."
Ming He knelt down and said in fear.
In the face of death, he became afraid and completely gave up on himself.
"Huh?" This statement stunned the owner of Death's Tomb.
Obviously I didn’t expect Ming Wo to be so “backbone”! “Aren’t you looking for your father? I am my father’s eldest son, and my father’s blood flows through me. As long as you are willing to accept your subordinates, and I am willing to use the art of blood ban,
Use blood karma to find your father... no, find him
Traces of the Mori Ming Ghost King." Ming He gritted his teeth in fear and gave advice to the owner of the tomb of the God of Death.
Such a scene immediately made Kui Kui Gui Jiang and others look over in disbelief.
The most beloved son of the dignified Senming Ghost King actually harmed his own father like this?
"Haha, bloodline soul search, this reminds me." The owner of the Death Tomb smiled coldly: "It's a pity that if I kill you, I can also get your blood essence."
boom!
After the Death God's tomb master finished speaking, Ming He's body split apart instantly.
"No." Young Master Mingwu's eyes were horrified.
Just then...
"That's enough. The majestic owner of the tomb of the God of Death, why do you treat a junior like this?"
Suddenly, a rumbling sound resounded across the heaven and earth. Along with this sound, countless ghostly auras suddenly appeared in the heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles.
Woohoo!
The ghostly aura covered the sky and the sun, and the innocent souls were flying all over the sky, just like ghosts crying and howling. Under the eyes of everyone, a majestic figure suddenly appeared and descended on this world. This was a figure shrouded in black robes. He stepped out with one step,
The endless aura between heaven and earth enveloped his whole body. The terrifying power of rules and the aura of rules released by the tomb owner of the god of death continued to expand and confront each other.
.
"Xuan Gui Lao Mo?"
Seeing the person coming, the owner of the Death God's Tomb frowned.
The old devil Xuan Gui is the owner of the Lost Soul Valley, a forbidden area in the abandoned land. He has a level of cultivation that reaches the sky, and he practices the way of Xuan Gui. Wherever he goes, there are ghosts and jungles, and his strength is by no means ordinary.
"Xuan Gui Lao Mo has a good relationship with the Mori Ming Ghost King. They often go hunting in the Dead Sea together. Are you trying to stand up for the Mori Ming Ghost King?"
"Now that the ghost king of Senming is alive and dead, isn't this old guy Xuan Gui afraid of angering the owner of the tomb of Death?"
"Hehe, there's quite a lot of fun to watch."
"Let's wait and see what happens."
In the distant void, powerful auras were communicating with each other.
They all also saw the previous killing behavior of the owner of the Death God's Tomb, but no one was willing to take action. In the abandoned land, such killings were so rare and common that they were nothing.
"Senior Xuan Gui, save me." Seeing Xuan Gui Lao Mo appear, Ming Heng thought he had seen a life-saving straw and shouted anxiously.
"Xuan Gui, do you want to interfere in the grudge between me and the Mori Ming Ghost King?" the owner of the Death Tomb said coldly.
Lines of terrifying death energy shot up from his body and instantly turned into an endless ocean, locking firmly on the old demon Xuangui. "Master of the tomb of the god of death, please don't get me wrong." Upon seeing this, the old demon Xuangui glanced at Ming He.
Immediately he smiled slightly and said: "Although I have a good relationship with Sen Ming, I don't want to stand up for him, let alone interfere in the grudges between you. I'm here.
, I just don’t want to see the owner of the Death God’s Tomb killing people in this Ghost King’s Palace.”
"After all, the Dead Sea Forbidden Land will be opened in the near future. As far as I know, the people under the Senming Ghost King have collected a lot of divine soul power. With their group here, it will be easier to open the Dead Sea Forbidden Land below."
"If we kill them all, it will be a loss to the place I abandoned."
The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered: "Loss? The Ghost King of Mori killed my subordinates and took away the water of my Dead Sea. Didn't I lose nothing?"
"Kill your subordinates? Seize the water of the Dead Sea?"
Xuan Gui Lao Mo's eyes flashed.
In the distance, the other owners of the forbidden area were also moved. They were also extremely curious about the conflict between the Ghost King of Mori and the Death God's Tomb.
Could it be that the rumor that the Ghost King of Mori controls the water of the Dead Sea is true?
If this is really the case, I'm afraid I'd really like to inquire more about it.
The old demon Xuan Gui was moved in his mind and said: "I wonder what is going on between the owner of the Death God's Tomb and Sen Ming? If you can, you can tell me, and I am willing to mediate to resolve the grievances between the two parties."
Xuan Gui Lao Mo said in a sincere tone, "Not only me, but now the Dead Sea Forbidden Zone is about to open. I believe that other friends present are also willing to resolve the grievances between you and work together for a great cause."
The owner of the Death God's Tomb snorted coldly and scanned the void in the distance. With his cultivation level, he could naturally feel the terrifying aura hidden in the void in the distance.
"Hmph, these guys are too lazy to get up early. I'm afraid they'll all target me and the Ghost King of Mori." The owner of the Death Tomb looked ugly.
In the previous scene where the Mori Ming Ghost King controlled the water of the Dead Sea, countless people were seen outside the Ghost Crying Ridge. Naturally, he could not kill them all, and he had already expected that they would attract the attention of the owners of other restricted areas.
It seems I can't stay here any longer.
The owner of the Death God's Tomb was distracted and turned to look at Ming He. A terrifying power of death suddenly surged from his body, directly covering the opponent.
puff!
Under Ming He's horrified gaze, his body instantly cracked open, and streaks of essence and blood shot out from it. The essence and blood in his body were actually extracted bit by bit by the owner of the tomb of the God of Death.
"Senior Xuangui." Ming He said in horror.
When Xuan Gui Lao Mo saw this, his expression changed drastically, and a terrifying ghostly aura suddenly swept out of his body.
Woohoo!
Countless ghost auras descended and directly covered the area. Boom, boom, boom, the terrifying ghost aura field and the death field of the tomb owner of the god of death collided with each other, making a violent roar.
"Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, it seems that you don't take me seriously at all." The old demon Xuan Gui said in a cold voice.
"Qiang!" Before he finished speaking, a pitch-black sickle suddenly appeared in front of the owner of the Death God's Tomb. Boom, as soon as this sickle appeared, an astonishing aura of death surged between heaven and earth. A clicking sound sounded, and the mysterious ghost
The ghost realm just formed by the old devil
Unexpectedly, under the double suppression of the death scythe aura of the owner of the death tomb and the power of the death domain, it shattered bit by bit.
"This Death Scythe..."
The old demon's pupils shrank, and he looked at the death sickle in front of the owner of the tomb of the god of death in horror.
It was rumored that the Death Scythe owned by the owner of the Death Tomb was a top transcendent treasure. He had never fought against him before and was still a little skeptical. Today, when he sensed the aura of the Death Scythe, he immediately believed it.
"What a terrifying murderous intention. It can add so many blessings to the death domain of the tomb owner of the God of Death. It looks like he is in trouble."
The old devil Xuan Gui was shocked and angry. Although his domain was activated later, it was not so vulnerable to the Death Domain of the Death Tomb Master. The only reason was the Death Scythe.
This caused the origin of his body to stir wildly, and an astonishing eternal ghost energy escaped from his body. The owner of the Death Tomb was unmoved, and just looked at the mysterious old demon coldly. The death sickle in front of him was constantly stimulated, and it even buzzed.
With a trembling sound, the void in front of the two people directly distorted and cracked into tiny space cracks.
Seam. I saw the owner of the Death God's Tomb saying coldly: "Old Demon Xuan Gui, the Ghost King Sen Ming killed my subordinate Ming Yan Tomb General and took away my treasure. We will fight until death between us. Today I can give you Old Demon Xuan Gui."
To save face, don’t kill other people in the Ghost King Palace,
But this young master of the Ghost King Palace must be killed today."
"If you insist on standing up for the Ghost King Palace, you can give it a try. However, I advise you that today's matter has nothing to do with you, so you'd better not meddle in other people's business, otherwise I, the God of Death, are not afraid of having a fight with you in the Valley of Lost Souls.
"
The owner of the Death Tomb said coldly.
The death sickle in front of him trembled more and more, and black auras of death surged out, covering Old Demon Xuangui. A strong sense of crisis emerged in Old Demon Xuangui's heart, making him avoid taking action.
At the same time, the owner of the Death God's Tomb suddenly exerted force, and with a pop, the previously majestic Minghe exploded in an instant, and countless amounts of blood essence and soul instantly fell into the hands of the Death God's Tomb Owner.
The old devil Xuan Gui had a gloomy face, but he was tightly locked by the death scythe of the owner of the death tomb and did not make a move from the beginning to the end.
He just came to dissuade him and let him fight for the Mori Ming Ghost King, but there was no way.
Of course, he still wanted the most basic face. He immediately snorted coldly and said: "Master of the Death God's Tomb, I, Xuan Gui, will give you this face. But if you dare to do anything again today, don't blame me, Xuan Gui, for not showing any favor."
The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered and ignored the mysterious old devil. After collecting Ming He's essence and blood, his whole body swayed and he quickly left the Ghost King's Palace and disappeared into the endless sky.
In an instant, the aura of death in the sky disappeared in an instant, leaving only the old demon with gloomy eyes.