"Huh, really?" Mr. Ghost frowned, looked at Huang Qishao with an ugly face, and said coldly.
"Grandpa Ghost, I can swear..." Huang Qishao gritted his teeth, raised three fingers, and was about to swear. He knew very well that if he offended Grandpa Ghost now, he, the young master of the Ghost King Sect, might really
There is no way out.
Without the protection of Mr. Ghost, let alone Ye Xingchen, he would not be able to deal with the tree demon king alone.
What's more, if this ghost old man becomes greedy for Wushen Palace, his end will be even more dangerous.
"Okay..." Seeing Huang Qishao's serious look, Mr. Ghost waved his hand, and the anger on his face softened a lot. He looked at Ye Xingchen with lightning-like eyes, sneered and said
: "Boy, after living for so many years, I was wrong when I saw someone for the first time. I didn't expect that this treasure of the ancient witch clan would actually fall into the hands of an unknown boy like you.
How about handing over the Witch God Palace and letting you live?"
"Haha... let this young master live?" Ye Xingchen was startled for a moment, then laughed, looked at the ghost old man with a joking face, and said lightly: "It seems that you haven't figured out what is going on now.
What's the situation?"
"Why, you still want to kill people and silence them?" Mr. Ghost sneered and said.
"Huh, what do you think?"
boom!
Ye Xingchen's face darkened. He only heard a 'buzz' sound and saw that the Wushen Palace, which had grown to a size of several hundred meters, suddenly flew back. The terrifying aura it exuded caused the sneer on the old man's face.
It was also stiff.
There was a hint of heart palpitations in his eyes.
"Now that we all know about the Witch God Palace, let's all stay." Ye Xingchen raised his eyelids, faced the Tree Demon King not far away, and said in a cold voice: "Those little miscellaneous fish like cats and dogs, let's deal with them.
Here you go."
"Okay..." The Tree Demon King roared, his eyes were red, he looked at Huang Qishao violently, and said angrily: "You dare to burn me with soul flames, hmph, I will drink it all today."
The essence and blood on your body will eat away the flesh on your body."
‘Dong’, ‘Dong’, ‘Dong’…
After the tree demon king finished speaking, he crawled out of the pit and rushed towards Huang Qishao like a fool, his vines filling the sky.
The three to four hundred thousand blood tree demons also rushed over.
"Ghost...Ghost Grandpa, save me." Huang Qishao's expression changed. He who had lost his life as a ghost might not be able to deal with the Blood Tree Demon in the Star King Realm, let alone one with a fierce and murderous look on his face.
The Dryad King is here, and those vines all over the sky, even if they don't kill him, they can at least take half of his life.
"You bastard, you damn beast, stop it."
Boom!
Seeing Huang Qishao in danger, Mr. Ghost's expression changed slightly. He raised his ax and struck at the Tree Demon King. With its strength, no matter how strong the Tree Demon King's torso was, the ax fell.
, can also split it in half instantly.
"Humph, Old Man Ghost, are you too meddling in your own business?" Ye Xingchen's eyes turned cold, and the Witch God Palace above his head buzzed, and he smashed it down at Old Man Ghost, and said in a cold voice: "
Want to save him? You'd better take care of yourself first."
"Damn."
Seeing the Witch God Palace being smashed down, the old ghost man's expression became condensed, and he didn't even bother to trouble the Tree Demon King any more, so he reached out and grabbed its ghost axe.
He struck towards the Wushen Palace.
"Bring him in. This person who has practiced the ghost way will be useful to me, the Lord of the Palace." Wu Ling'er's voice rang in Ye Xingchen's mind.
"Take it?" Ye Xingchen frowned and said: "Master Wu Palace, you have to think clearly. This old guy's strength and methods are not weak. If he accidentally lets him escape, he will tell the secret of Wu Palace.
, both of us will be in trouble."
"Escape?" Wu Ling'er's cold voice sneered and said: "You underestimate the Wushen Palace too much. If it is the person behind the Yama Palace, he may be able to escape from the Wushen Palace, but it?
Even if I practice for another million years, as long as I enter this Witch God Palace, I won’t be able to walk out alive again.”
"Okay." Hearing Wu Ling'er's determined tone, Ye Xingchen nodded, and the majestic star power instantly poured into the Wushen Palace, and said in a cold voice: "Wushushen Palace, swallow."
"Bangdang..."
The stone door above the Wushen Palace opened with a click. Before the old man Gui, who was holding the axe, could react, he saw a dozen iron chains as thick as arms flying out from the Wushen Palace.
He was immediately tied up.
"What...what?" The ghost old man felt that his whole body was imprisoned by these iron chains, and even his wrists could not move at all. His face changed wildly, and he said angrily: "You little beast, let go now.
I need to...otherwise, Yama Palace will not let you go, and our Ghost King Sect will not let you go either."
"Yam Luo Palace?" Ye Xingchen blinked his eyes, looked at the ghost old man with a playful expression, and said calmly: "If I remember correctly, those two seducers were both killed by you, even if Yama Luo
If the palace wants to cause trouble, it will be you, not this young master. As for the Ghost King Sect, if they want to cause trouble with this young master, I will wait."
"Bastard...bastard, if you kill me, you will not die well." The old ghost cursed angrily, and the old shriveled face was also full of panic. Although it had never seen the Witch God Palace,
But he also knows that if he is held tightly by these iron chains, it will not be that easy to get out.
The speed of the iron chain is very fast.
In just the blink of an eye, the figure of the ghost old man disappeared at the entrance of Wushen Palace.
The two heavy stone doors also closed with a clang. When they saw those iron chains, Snow Fox, whose strength had greatly increased after practicing the "Fox Monument", couldn't help but tremble.
"Ghost...Ghost Grandpa?" Huang Qishao murmured with a dull look on his face. When he saw the ghost old man disappeared, the usually domineering young master of the Ghost King Sect also showed a look of horror on his face. Even the Tree Demon King's
The vines swept over him, but he didn't even react.
"Snapped."
The tree demon king's vines hit his chest, making a dull sound, and Huang Qishao's body of more than 100 kilograms flew directly out like an arrow from a string.
It fell to the ground and rolled around for more than ten times before stopping.
"Ye...Ye Xingchen, you, you killed Grandpa Ghost. Our Ghost King Sect will not let you go. When my father comes over, we will definitely cut you into pieces." Huang Qishao gritted his teeth and held back.
There was a huge pain in his chest, his face was ashen, he looked at Ye Xingchen ferociously, and said with a buzzing voice.