Text text_Chapter 1894 A trace of the power of creation?
"Humph, we'll both die together? Damn it, I saved your life out of kindness, so forget it if you don't appreciate it, but you still dare to slander me, the Ghost King?"
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
The Ghost King's face darkened, and a majestic ghost mist instantly filled the air from its body. Its cultivation and strength were a hundred times or more than a thousand times stronger than those in the Star Emperor Realm.
I saw it raised its leg and kicked Jiang Shan directly on the stomach, making a muffled sound. He had already sacrificed the ancient sword, but before he could recover, he fell down.
He walked out and hit the wall of the Wheel Hall before stopping.
"The Ghost King, I will fight with you..." Jiang Shan's eyes suddenly turned red, he raised his sword and stabbed the Ghost King between his eyebrows.
"Okay, stop it. You are no match for me, and Senior Taotie will be fine." The Ghost King raised his eyelids, but he did not kill Jiang Shan. Although, with his strength, he wanted to kill Jiang Shan.
, it’s really not that difficult.
"Jiang Shan, stop first." After hearing that the 'white bone beast' would be fine, Jiang Jingyue, who was not far away, quickly shouted. When Jiang Shan stopped, she turned to look at the Ghost King and said:
"Senior Jie, is Brother Ye's star soul really going to be okay?"
"Hmm... definitely not." The Ghost King nodded, looked at Ye Xingchen inside the statue, with a complicated look on his face, and said: "The Lord of the Wheel Hall does not have the slightest murderous intention on his body. Based on my understanding of him,
If you really want to deal with Senior Taoist, you will naturally not hide his temperament. You must know that among all the palace masters in the Yinxu Land, he is famous for his decisive killing."
"It's okay, that's good." After hearing the Ghost King's words, Jiang Jingyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Ye Xingchen with worry in her beautiful eyes, and clenched her hands tightly.
"..."
Woohoo!
Time passed by minute by second, and the hell fire in the statue emerged again. Not to mention Jiang Shan, Jiang Fujia and the others, even the ghost king of the 'Emperor' realm did not dare to step in easily at this moment.
Inside the statue.
You must know that those crimson hell fires are extremely terrifying. If you get a little bit of it, even if you are immortal, you will probably shed several layers of skin based on its cultivation level.
The fire of hell in the statue did not go out, and more and more Yin Qi gathered over it. The huge wheel-turning hall was shrouded in the overwhelming Yin Qi. Countless wronged souls and evil ghosts seemed to be affected as well.
Attracted, in an instant, millions of lonely wild ghosts gathered outside the Wheel Palace. Their roaring and roaring sounds made the faces of everyone in the Zhulong Chamber of Commerce change wildly.
"Hui... President, there are a lot of ghosts coming outside the Wheel Palace. It looks like there are at least millions of them." A guard from the Zhulong Chamber of Commerce saw Jiang Fujia waking up and rushed over.
He spoke loudly and said.
"so much?"
Whoosh!
Hearing the words 'millions', Jiang Fuga, who had always been calm and calm, and his color would not change even if Mount Tai jumped, frowned. When he was healing his wounds, he did not turn off his five senses, so this turn of events
Naturally, he knew everything about what happened in the Lun Palace, and he also knew that the Ghost King of the 'Emperor' realm had surrendered to Ye Xingchen.
"Senior...Senior Xiao, what should we do now?" Jiang Fujia turned his head, looked at the Demon King not far away, and said with a bitter smile.
"Humph, these ghosts are really tired of living, and they even dare to break into the Wheel Palace?" The Ghost King's face darkened, he nodded to Jiang Fujia, and said in a cold voice: "Kill, no one will be spared."
Boom!
A majestic momentum emerged from the body of the Ghost King. As soon as its voice fell, he saw a majestic ghost gate suddenly condensed out of thin air in the courtyard of the Zhuanlun Hall.
The door of hell opens.
The overwhelming number of innocent souls and evil ghosts rushed over from inside, with their teeth and claws bared, just like those lonely wild ghosts rushing past. Their number was ten times, twenty times more.
"This...is this the legendary Gate of Hell?" Jiang Fujia murmured a few words, then looked at the Ghost King with a shocked look on his face and said, "Senior Jie, you really have a good trick."
"It's just a gate of hell. Compared with the eighteenth level of hell of the palace master, it's far behind." The Ghost King shook his head and said: "I don't know, that senior Taoist is in the eighteenth level of hell.
After you have stayed for enough time, will you feel restrained when you come out?"
No one in the Wheel Palace knows better than him the horror of the gate of hell.
To it, the little white-bone beast was so powerful that it made people despair. It was thrown into the eighteenth level of hell by the Lord of the Wheel Hall. For a moment, it was also very curious. According to rumors, it was better than the Lord of the Wheel Hall.
Can the even more terrifying little bone beast withstand the torture of the eighteen levels of hell?
"Boy, I will leave this Judge's Pen and the eighteen levels of hell to you. In the future, it can only be up to you to see what kind of fortune you will have." The figure of the Lord of the Wheel Palace appeared.
He came out, looked at Ye Xingchen with a kind face, and said with a smile.
"Senior Zhuanlun, what is this land of Yin Ruins..." Ye Xingchen had just opened his mouth, but before he had time to ask all the questions in his heart, he saw the shadow of the Master of Zhuanlun Hall suddenly disappearing from the sky.
The statue floated out.
Compared to the beginning.
Its figure has dimmed a lot.
"Zhaer, you little thing, are you still alive?" The figure of the Lord of the Wheel Palace appeared in front of the Demon King, and a hint of warmth flashed through his originally ghostly eyes.
"Palace...Palace Master, you old man, do you still...remember me?" The Ghost King's body shook slightly, and with a 'pop' sound, he knelt down in front of the Master of Zhuanlun Hall, crying hoarsely, and said: "Palace
Lord, you are still alive, so...so good."
"Idiot, where are the other few little ones?" The master of Zhuanlun Palace shook his head and said: "Logically speaking, the three of them have similar talents and abilities to you. If nothing happens, they can still survive until now.
?”
"It... they have already died." The Ghost King lowered his head and said uneasily.
"Oh?" After listening to the Ghost King's words, the Master of the Wheel Palace, whose figure became increasingly dim, did not show any sadness. After all, in his position, he had already seen all kinds of life and death.
The entire land of Yinxu has become what it is now, how can it be turned away just because of the life and death of a few brats?
"Palace Master, it's all my fault..." The Ghost King gritted his teeth and was about to take all the responsibilities on himself when he saw the Master of the Wheel of the Wheel lightly tapping his fingers. After a moment of calculation, he finally finished.
He glared at Ye Xingchen with a strange expression, smiled bitterly, and said: "Even if the master of the palace is still alive, I am afraid that the disaster that happened to the three of them cannot be avoided, but you, a little guy, actually have a trace of the power of creation in your body?"