Chapter 631: The Nether Ghost Emperor Wants to Eat People
But the strange thing is that the outer disciples, who originally numbered more than a thousand, seemed to have evaporated from their homes, and not one of them was seen. However, there were quite a few people from the ghost clan.
"Could it be that they have all fled to the top of the mountain?" Yang Kun thought, and then continued walking to the top of the mountain.
Arriving at the top of the Ghost Sword Tower, in the square where the inner disciples usually practiced martial arts, Yang Kun saw a very strange scene.
I saw ghost clan disciples standing outside the square, and more than two thousand Ghost Sword Sect disciples were surrounded among them.
Yang Kun took a closer look and saw that among the crowd, there was another person and a blood-red coffin.
This person was none other than the leader of the Ghost Sword, and that coffin was the one Yang Kun had encountered at the foot of the mountain before.
Just listen to the ghost leader saying to the disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect: "From today on, we will follow the Netherworld Ghost Emperor. Are you ready?"
At this time, a disciple of the Ghost Sword Sect stood up and said: "No, why do we hold swords? It is for justice in the world. When I joined the Ghost Sword Sect, I just hoped to save the world one day! Everyone knows what the Undercity is.
You know, everyone knows that the Netherworld Ghost Emperor is not a good person, and I will not follow him even if I die!"
The ghost leader laughed and said: "Well, since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you!"
Zhiqa~!
The lid of the blood-red coffin opened, and a big blood-red hand jumped out from the coffin. The disciple let out a scream, and he was pulled into the coffin by the big hand. The scream stopped abruptly.
After careful observation, Yang Kun found that blood had begun to seep from the bottom of the coffin, and drops of blood dripped down, dripping onto the ground.
Yang Kun couldn't help but be shocked. The Nether Ghost Emperor in this coffin had eaten countless people.
It seems that those disciples who are unwilling to submit to the Netherworld Ghost Emperor have become his dinner.
"I wonder how Senior Brother Qin Shou and the others are doing?" Thinking of this, Yang Kun quickly searched the crowd, scanning every unfamiliar face, but Yang Kun did not find Qin Shou and the others.
"Where are they? Did they, like me, fall somewhere in a big explosion?"
Since there is no one Yang Kun is looking for here, there is no need for Yang Kun to stay here anymore. He doesn't know how long his hidden character will last, so he has to leave here quickly. He doesn't want to be with the previous disciple.
Just like that, it became the dinner of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor.
However, just when Yang Kun was about to leave, he suddenly heard someone say: "Master Ghost Emperor, we found these disciples under the tower. They are all the core disciples who entered the Ghost Sword Tower before!"
When Yang Kun heard this, he turned around and was suddenly shocked. He saw a few disciples from the ghost clan walking over, pressing down on a group of disciples from the Ghost Sword Sect.
The disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect were none other than Qin Shou and Shangguan Youxue. Their clothes were in tatters, stained with blood, and they were seriously injured, otherwise they would not have been caught by the ghost disciples.
The Ghost Leader said, "Very good. These disciples are the core disciples of our Ghost Sword Sect. In addition, they have practiced in the Ghost Sword Tower. It is most appropriate to honor them to the Ghost Emperor. Please also
The Ghost Emperor accepts it!"
When Yang Kun heard this, his heart tightened suddenly, and he shouted secretly: "No! Senior Brother Qin Shou and the others are in danger, what should I do?"