The bronze coffin made of ghost wood under his feet made a clanging sound and kept shaking, as if some unnatural ghost was trying to crawl out of it.
"So... such a strong aura." Huang Qishao, who was standing aside, felt the aura emanating from the old man, and a look of fright flashed across his face. He subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at him with a complicated expression.
The old man's back murmured: "This old ghost man looks very sick on weekdays. I didn't expect that his strength and cultivation are actually better than those of our Ghost King Sect's deputy sect masters who have higher eyesight than the others."
It’s so much stronger.”
"Young Master, this ghost old man is hiding too deeply." The young man following Huang Qishao licked his lips, looked at the old man's back with fear, and said: "This ghost old man has unknown thoughts.
, should we be more vigilant?”
"Be careful?" Huang Qishao waved his hand and said with a conceited smile, "No need, no matter how deep-minded Grandpa Ghost is, he will definitely not harm me."
A person like Mr. Ghost is naturally very smart. When Huang Qishao said "No need", his gloomy and strange face couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
Although he was smiling, he gave people a feeling of panic.
"Jie Jie... little fox, the Qingqiu Holy Mountain that the smelly fox demon has spent his whole life condensing into, falls into your hands, and it really turns the pearl into dust. There are so many ancient Qingqiu fox souls, but it's a pity that you can't even get one thousandth of them."
, even one ten thousandth of the strength cannot be exerted. In my opinion, it is better to let these ghosts and grandsons of mine swallow them, so as not to let you waste your natural resources." Mr. Ghost laughed twice and looked at that
When he saw thousands of ancient fox souls, his cloudy eyes were already full of greed.
"Hmph, old man, if you want to swallow Qingqiu's ancestral fox soul, you have to see if you have the ability." Snow Fox said stiffly.
Qingqiu is the belief and inheritance of the Fox clan.
Just like what Mr. Ghost said, the earliest Qingqiu Holy Mountain is a treasure condensed by the fox ancestors with a lifetime of hard work. It is the resting place of the fox soul. Every fox clan will have a Qingqiu that belongs to them.
The Qingqiu Holy Mountain of the Snow Fox Clan had been destroyed as early as the Xuankong Mountain.
The holy mountain in her hand was obtained from the Fox Monument. The treasure of the Fox Ancestor is considered the first green hill in the world. The fox soul on it is not the Snow Fox clan, but the real ancestral fox.
"Eight Ghost Kings, let me eat those fox souls." The old ghost man said with a greedy look on his face.
"Jiejiejie..."
The eight-headed ghost king made a strange, harsh sound in his throat, and rushed towards the fox spirits around him.
The strength of these ghost kings is not weak. Compared with the fox souls on Qingqiu Holy Mountain, they are not even a little stronger. As long as those fox souls get a little closer to them, they will be grabbed and thrown into their mouths and chewed a few times.
Swallow it whole gulp.
"Hmph, it seems that your ghost skills are nothing more than this." Snow Fox snorted coldly, his eyes gradually turned red, and he said in a condensed voice: "Ancestral Fox Seal, suppress it."
"Hey..."
The terrifying demonic energy emanated from the Snow Fox, and all the fox souls on the Qingqiu Holy Mountain roared. Many Star Emperors and Fox Souls in the Star Emperor Realm sat up cross-legged like human warriors.
Put a paw on your chest.
The handprints were formed.
"Fox mark?" The ghost old man half-squinted his eyes, looked at the snow fox with a playful expression, and said calmly: "It seems that the inheritance of that smelly fox is indeed in your body. It's a pity that it's just a matter of time."
With such little ability, it would be too naive to try to stop me. If all ghosts are buried, kill these little things and swallow them all."
Woohoo!
The eight ghost kings suddenly hugged each other, and the thick ghost mist kept rolling. In just a blink of an eye, thousands of Yin soldiers, ghost generals, and three appeared where they were.
Five Yin spirits gathered together.
Carrying a sedan chair.
Countless fox souls, before they even got close to them, were forcefully pulled over and pressed on the sedan chair. Even fox souls with imperial cultivation level would lose their mobility in an instant after entering those sedan chairs, and they could only watch helplessly.
While watching, these ghosts carried them away.
‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…
Thousands of fox prints came crashing down.
It's a pity that Snow Fox still underestimated the terrifying strength of the ghost old man. Those cyan fox marks were blocked by the rich ghost energy when they were still a hundred or eighty meters away from him.
"Hmph, I can't do anything about my ghost skills even if the stinky fox bites me back to life. Little fox, as long as you hand over Qingqiu, its inheritance, I can spare your life. How about it?" The ghost old man was good at tempting people.
,road.
"If you want the ancestor's holy mountain and inheritance, you are just dreaming." Snow Fox gritted his teeth and sneered: "If you have the ability, just come and get it yourself. For a guy like you, if the ancestor really comes back to life, he will probably survive in the blink of an eye.
Can you scare your butt so much that you pee?"
"Stubborn thing." The ghost old man's face darkened, and a hint of warmth and anger flashed across his shriveled ghost face, and he said: "Since you are unwilling to hand over Qingqiu and the inheritance, then I can only
Come and get it yourself."
"Boom..."
The old man ghost stretched out his hand and grabbed the snow fox.
Countless dead bones and ghost claws emerged from the ground.
"Snow Fox, be careful. I'll help you collect that old guy's ghosts and grandsons first. Huh, without these ghosts and ghosts, I would like to see if your ghost skills can still be used."
You can't understand the mysteries." Ye Xingchen's face darkened and he warned the snow fox.
"Okay..." Snow Fox nodded, and his petite body immediately rushed into the distance.
"Hmph, you are so brazen. I would like to take a look at how you took away my ghosts and grandchildren." The ghost old man glanced at Ye Xingchen and sneered.
"Old man, then open your dog eyes wide and let me see clearly."
"Long Huang Demonic Suppressing Bell..."
‘Om’, ‘Om’, ‘Om’…
As soon as the bell rang, he saw a golden stream of light flying out from his sleeve.
The ghosts and grandsons of Mr. Ghost were still enjoying themselves in capturing Qingqiu's fox spirit, and they didn't notice at all that a huge ancient bell suddenly appeared above their heads.
"Ouch."
A dragon roar came from the Longhuang Demonic Suppression Bell, which shocked people's eardrums. Those Yin spirit ghosts with lower cultivation levels screamed and were shaken into a wisp of soul mist on the spot.
There was no room for struggle, and he ended up with a miserable end.