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292,Wrath of the King

"Didn't I say that this is my dojo? You can't leave." The Ghost King of Daheishan opened his ghost hands.

The incense is like a cage, and the heaven and earth are like hell.

As the big hand grabbed him, the black dragon Yin Shen, who had already escaped thousands of miles away, suddenly fell into the hands of the Daheishan Ghost King.

The constant compression and erosion of power crushed the originally powerful Jindan Yin Shen into the size of a palm.

The black dragon hurriedly begged for mercy: "Spare your life, Your Majesty, I was actually instigated by others, and it was definitely not my intention to challenge you."

"For the sake of opening up territory for Daheishan, please spare my life."

"The little one is willing to make an oath."

The Ghost King of Daheishan looked at the Dragon Yin God who kept begging for mercy, with no look of mercy in his eyes.

He picked up the golden elixir that had not been smashed by the Black Mountain Seal and swallowed it in one gulp along with the Yin Shen in his hand.

The distortion and ferocity in his eyes quickly faded, and even the shadows around him gradually disappeared.

With a wave of his hand, the palace above ground was rebuilt.

And her body has returned to the throne.



Tu Shanjun frowned and wanted to say a national curse to calm his shock.

Because, he had to re-examine the combat power of the Great Black Mountain Ghost King.

Such an understatement of capture is enough to show that the cultivation level of the Daheishan Ghost King is by no means in the early stage of the Golden Core, and must be at least in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

The most important thing is that this is their home court.

All people believe in and pray to demons, and no matter how inconvenient their movements are, it will not affect the performance of their combat power.

If it was only 60% to 70% sure before, now it is only 30%. Tu Shanjun felt that it was better to give it up, and advised Chuefa to be patient for now.

While I was thinking, the bronze cauldron in front of me was already filled with large pieces of meat.

The Great Black Mountain Ghost King with the black evil ghost statue on the throne said: "The flesh and blood of the golden elixir demon is not often seen. You guys have taken it orally today."

It turned out that it was not only in his cauldron, but also on the tables of all the guests attending the banquet in the inner hall.

The black dragon is a kind of dragon, which is very rare. It is also a golden elixir. Not to mention rare, they have never seen such level of demon flesh and blood, let alone being placed on their dining table.

But they had no intention of eating meat at all, but stayed in place.

Those demons who were interested in replacing them were even more frightened, and they couldn't stop trembling, for fear that the Great Black Mountain Ghost King on the throne would notice them.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead and down his temples.

Without using magic power, it is impossible to stabilize one's body.

Seeing that none of the demons moved, a cold voice came from above.

"Do you still want me to treat you to food?"

A group of monsters immediately ate the large pieces of dragon meat in front of them without any image.

The hall was still silent.

Even when eating meat, he didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

Facing those plain eyes, Nie Quanjiu sighed.

He also grabbed the dragon meat in front of him.

Different from the original Ruya, he opened his mouth full of fangs and started chewing. Blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, moistening the gray beard at the corners of his mouth.

Whenever the black dragon could defeat the Great Black Mountain Ghost King, he would try again, but the black dragon did not.

Not only did he die, but his own flesh and blood became the blood food of a crowd of demons.

The flesh and blood before his eyes broke down the psychological defenses of all demons.

Maybe there are still those who dare to challenge, but they will never appear today, because the end has already been placed in front of them.

Those demons who were still loyal to the Great Black Mountain Ghost King let go of their worries.

No matter how confident they are in their own king, the ghost king of Dahei Mountain is still an incarnation. If something goes wrong, it will be unacceptable to them.

Of course, although it proves his strength, it also shows that the ghost king himself seems to be really unable to move.

It's just that most of them are scared out of their wits now and have no spare time to think about these issues.



Tu Shanjun looked at the dragon meat in front of him and said, "Your wife's methods are really clever."

Even if he kills the chickens to scare the monkeys, he even brings out the flesh and blood, places them in front of the demons, and lets them eat them.

This instantly defeated most of the demons who wanted to challenge her.

It's a pity that the ghost spirit of the black dragon was eaten by the ghost king of the Black Mountain, otherwise the soul-entering flag would be a great help.

At that time, he should have used his pistol to seize it, but Juefa had no intention of using his pistol to seize it, so he naturally would not lend his magic power to him.

"Amitabha, that is not a monk's wife. Monks cannot get married."

Juefa explained a few words, but he also knew that Tushanjun would probably not believe what he said. With so many clues indicating that he was related to the Ghost King of Daheishan, it was not surprising that Tushanjun would think so.

The incense from all around flowed into the temple at the back, and the gloomy sky gradually became clear.

Thousands of miles of mist, full of moonlight.

The main hall was restored to its original state as if going back in time, and even the other affected pavilions and pavilions reappeared.

Fortunately, the demons in the main hall all have good cultivation, so they can withstand the Qi suppression of the Jindan monks at such a close distance.

Those with insufficient cultivation, whether they are demons or humans, are far away from here. Even if there is a wave attack, they can still save their lives by means of their own means.

"It's over, it's over."

The demon cultivator of the Blood Fiend Sect gritted his teeth and glared at the people around him.

"This is your plan. You have supported a loser, who is no match for the Great Black Mountain Ghost King. If you have angered her, how can you convince her to make follow-up plans?"

The person next to the demon cultivator frowned. He glanced at the Blood Evil Sect monk and said calmly: "Calm down, who said our actions just angered her."

I thought in my heart: "I must let the Blood Evil Sect change someone when I go back."

He needs a monk who can be calm and attentive to contact him.

The monk in front of me is really not up to par with his character. He yells and screams at the slightest change, and even uses sound transmission to point it out directly. I wonder if doing so will cause problems.

"Isn't this called irritation?" After the monk from the Blood Evil Sect passed the message, he realized that something was wrong and kept silent.

However, how could the message transmission between the foundation-building monks be concealed from the Golden Pill Grandmaster, let alone the Ghost King of Daheishan who made the entire Dahei Mountain into his own dojo.

The Ghost King of Daheishan looked at the ghost next to the monk of the Blood Evil Sect.

"Thousand-faced Ghost, the black dragon must be the cultivation level that your Holy Spirit Sect helped him improve."

"Your Majesty, you must have already used that technique, and it must have been quite effective?" Thousand-faced Ghost held his hands in his hands, his expression calm, and he did not feel uncomfortable at all because of the pressure from the Great Black Mountain Ghost King.

The Ghost King of Daheishan nodded slightly: "If it weren't for the sake of the magic, you would have died."

Thousand-faced Ghost said: "This will make me feel at ease."

The secret message is transmitted by Master Jindan, and ordinary people cannot hear it even if they want to hear it.

But Tu Shanjun still noticed the sound transmission.

But the strength of his incarnation was too weak, and he didn't want the real person to take action, so he didn't forcibly intercept and listen.

I just feel that the Daheishan Ghost King Ye Xuesha Sect has reached some agreement.

However, when he calculated the heel and legs of the ghost cultivator, he could not feel any trace of the Blood Evil Sect's skills from the opponent's body.

Without taking action, you don't know the opponent's follow-up.

After the demons in the main hall stabilized, the Daheishan Ghost King said: "You may also want to know why the seats are so crowded today, because today the King of Japan has to solve a major issue."

Hearing what the Ghost King of Daheishan said, the demons immediately knew that the topic was coming.

"This king has not walked in the world for a long time, not because of lack of strength, but because of the influence of power."

"The bloated power has become a burden to this king."

Maybe other monsters don't know it well, but Tushanjun knows that the power described by the Daheishan Ghost King is the power of incense and wish.

This power is indeed easy to get out of control. If it were not suppressed by Shinto magic weapons, the power of incense will turn into the most poisonous curse in the world and turn people into incense demons.

Of course, the power of incense is not that simple to generate. Just like the monks who cultivate immortality, incense must use scriptures to incorporate it into itself.

There is no such scripture for Tushanjun, and he cannot receive incense at all.

He regarded incense as a kind of evil spirit and used the power of soul flags to restrain the incense. He was not like the Ghost King of Daheishan who used scriptures to cast it.

The territory under the rule of the Ghost King of Daheishan was so huge that it also created a rich incense.

When the incense reaches a certain level, it will become a burden on itself. If it were not suppressed by the Shinto magic weapon, such a huge incense would have been out of control long ago.

"Fortunately, I have acquired a technique that can eliminate the influence of power."

"The purpose of inviting you to the banquet today is for you to come and watch the ceremony and witness together that this king is completely freed from the shackles." The figure of the Ghost King of Daheishan gradually melted and merged into the temple behind him.

The stone statues in the temple had slight cracks, and within a short time they had cracked into grids.

Bang.

As a piece of clay sculpture shattered, the entire stone statue withered. A stunningly beautiful woman walked out of it, her whole body wrapped in the rich power of incense.

The body was only exposed for a few breaths before it was covered by blue-black illusions, and finally a green-black evil ghost about 10 feet long walked out of the temple.

Evil ghosts, like gods, are coming on foot.

"The Ghost King of Dahei Mountain."

Such a sky-shattering coercion cannot be faked at all. The overwhelming incense vaguely condensed into an illusory shadow. It seemed that as long as a thought from the Ghost King of Dahei Mountain, the illusion would be torn apart and condensed into reality.

This body on the ground is no longer the condensed flesh and blood, but looks like the prototype of the golden body of gods and Buddhas.

This is a powerful force formed by the incense of all peoples.

The phantom sits cross-legged in Dahei Mountain, and the entire Dahei Mountain is like a golden lotus throne.

The Ghost King himself appeared in the main hall.

She took out a crystal coffin.

There is a woman lying in the crystal coffin. She is a pregnant woman.

Still alive.

You can even feel the beating of your heart and fetal movements.

"Gather the spiritual energy of ten thousand infants, and finally cast a divine fetus that can bear the power."

"And this divine fetus is a baby that is completely in line with my destiny and destiny."

"As long as I can eat the divine fetus and integrate it into the burdensome body behind me, I will be able to completely control the divine body and turn ghosts into gods!"

"Everyone is lucky to be able to witness this moment that changes the world."

The Ghost King of Daheishan smiled and looked at the demons and ghosts in the auditorium.

No matter what their intentions are, the demons will eventually congratulate their king. Even without this baby, they will never be a match for the Demon King of Daheishan. What is left is overwhelming congratulations.

But just when they were about to take action, they found that their bodies couldn't move.

The Ghost King of Daheishan seemed to only inform them, but had no intention of letting them participate.

Tu Shanjun frowned suddenly, and the cold hairs on his body stood on end. A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: "Turning people into medicine is a crime worthy of death."

Li Qingfeng said.

Tu Shanjun tightened his grip on the wine glass in his hand and squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Damn it!"

His incarnation, like other monsters, cannot move, only his mind is running.

At this time, the deity in the soul banner couldn't sit still anymore and asked: "Juefa, how long are you going to endure it?"

"Why did you come to Daheishan?!"

Juefa said: "Kill the demons and eliminate them to improve your own cultivation."

"Where is the demon?"

"The house is full."

"Where is the devil?"

"The devil is before your eyes!"

"Damn it, don't do it yet!"

Tu Shanjun thought that after so many years, he could tolerate it in order to become an immortal.

He could endure the displacement of the people, the monks of the sects attacking each other, the demons and monsters riding on the heads of the people, the practice of cannibalism, and...

I can tolerate a lot.

Only when the demon really wanted to eat people in front of him did he realize it.

He couldn't bear it.


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