Text Text_Chapter 1897: The New Order of Purgatory (2)
"No..." King Yaksha curled his lips, looked at the little white-bone beast opposite, sneered again and again, and said: "Why, do you really think I am stupid? In this endless purgatory, there are hundreds of Yaksha clan alone.
There are tens of thousands of people, so why should I personally take action against you?"
"Coward." The little white-bone beast sneered and said.
"Hmph, just keep your mouth strong. Let's see how long you can hold on." King Yasha raised his eyelids and said in a cold voice to the tribesmen beside him: "Do it and take it down."
"Yes, King Yaksha."
Boom!
The terrifying aura instantly enveloped the little white-bone beast. Tens of thousands of Yasha clan sacrificed their demon soldiers and rushed towards the little white-bone beast.
Throughout the Infinite Purgatory, there are figures of the ‘Yaksha Clan’ everywhere.
"Damn it, you insidious and cunning beast, sooner or later I will cut you into pieces and cut you into pieces." The little white-bone beast gritted its teeth and said with a ferocious expression.
"I'm waiting..." King Yaksha sneered twice, turned his head and looked at the Evil Ghost King and Asura Demon King. He half-squinted his eyes and said, "Asura, how about I come to help you?"
"Hmph, there's no need." Asura snorted coldly. He turned his palm and saw an 'ancient' mark flying out of it in an instant and crushing Ye Xingchen.
"The Ancient Seal of Asura?" Ye Xingchen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes stayed on the 'Asura Seal' for a moment, then he took action like lightning, pointed at the Asura Demon King, and said in a cold voice: "The Hand of Nirvana"
,Humph, this young master is so scared."
‘Pa’, ‘Pa’, ‘Pa’…
As soon as Ye Xingchen took action, the ghost energy in the entire eighteenth level of hell began to stir.
Countless wronged souls and evil ghosts screamed in agony.
"Ji... Nirvana hand?" Asura Demon Emperor's pupils shrank, his face changed wildly, and he said: "No, it's impossible, the underworld has been destroyed, these eighteen levels of hell have no masters long ago, you...
…How could you possibly know the Hand of Nirvana?”
"Crack!"
As soon as the Asura Demon King finished speaking, he immediately saw that its three or four meter tall body collapsed into a trace of soul mist with a 'bang'.
The Asura tribesmen following it stopped immediately.
Everyone's faces were full of fear and panic. Seeing that the Asura Demon King, whose cultivation and strength was much higher than his own, died tragically in front of him out of thin air, the Evil Ghost King was also dumbfounded.
Not a word of nonsense at all.
He turned around and ran away into the distance.
"Huh, you want to run away, don't you think it's too late?" Ye Xingchen sneered twice and said lightly: "The Hand of Nirvana..."
Bang!
The Evil Ghost King's cultivation level is also not weak. The peak of the 'Star Emperor Realm', the cultivation level of an emperor like the Li Gui Painter and the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor, is only just a step away.
In just a blink of an eye, I saw that the evil ghost king had escaped tens of thousands of meters away. Unfortunately, in these eighteen levels of hell, Ye Xingchen is now the king of all ghosts.
Let alone just tens of thousands of meters away.
Even if it escapes to any corner, as long as Ye Xingchen's mind moves, an existence as powerful as the Evil Ghost King will be unable to hide.
"No... don't." The Evil Ghost King screamed, and the seven- to eight-meter-tall figure instantly exploded into dust on the ground. King Yaksha, who was a little further away, was already dumbfounded.
Seeing the fate of the Asura Demon King and the Evil Ghost King, it subconsciously wanted to escape from here, but its feet seemed to be filled with lead and it couldn't step out.
I could only watch helplessly as Ye Xingchen walked towards it step by step.
"The Hand of Nirvana? What is that?" The little white-bone beast turned its head and glanced at King Yaksha. Seeing the surrounding 'Yaksha' clan, all of them retreated, and then walked to Ye Xingchen with a proud face.
, asked.
"The Hand of Nirvana?" Ye Xingchen shook his head and said: "The thing that is useless after leaving these eighteen levels of hell is what the remnant soul of the Wheel-turning King left to me."
"Tsk, tsk... It seems that the old ghost is not bad at all and has at least done something good." The little white-bone beast nodded seriously, looked at King Yaksha with a sneer, and said ferociously: "Ghost
Thing, don’t you want to take me in? Come on, I’m standing right here, you try, if you can kill me, how about I let you leave alive today?”
"Tao... Tao Master, I, I don't dare." King Yaksha cried with a sad face, and knelt down with a 'Plop' sound. He kowtowed his head to Ye Xingchen, choked and said: "Master... Master, I don't dare."
I have been a servant of the Yaksha tribe and have finally cultivated to this day. God has the virtue of a good life. Please give me a small way to survive. I will never dare to go against you again."
"Boy Chen, will you leave this ghost thing to me to deal with?" The little bone beast's fist clenched loudly and said, "Humph, I'm in this damn place, but how can I deal with it?"
I've suffered a lot from them, and if I don't cut this bastard into pieces, it's really hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart..."
"Go and get the other Yakshas, evil spirits and Shura to vent your anger. I'll keep this Yaksha King and it's still useful." Ye Xingchen said in a solemn voice.
"Is...useful?" The little white-bone beast was slightly startled, with a face full of astonishment, and said: "What's the use of something like this?"
"These eighteen levels of hell have been abandoned for tens of millions of years. Not only this endless purgatory, but also the seventeen levels above have been made into a mess. It is useless to use it. Otherwise, I will leave you here.
Here, help me take care of these eighteen levels of hell?" Ye Xingchen said angrily.
"Fart, I don't want to stay in this ghost place." The little bone beast curled his lips and said angrily, these eighteen levels of hell are not a good place for ordinary ghosts, let alone
Let’s talk about star souls like the White Bone Beast.
What's more, these eighteen levels of hell are notoriously barren and bitter cold places.
If you stay here and practice for tens of millions of years, you probably won't make any progress at all. After listening to Ye Xingchen's words, the little white-bone beast stopped, glared at King Yaksha fiercely, cursed secretly, and said: "Damn it,
You are lucky."
Ye Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief immediately in his heart, but it still didn't dare to move while it was lying on the ground. With the lessons learned from the Evil Ghost King and Asura Demon King, it knew very well in its heart that its own life and death
, just in Ye Xingchen’s thought.
In these years, the eighteen levels of hell have no master, so they dare to do whatever they want and do whatever they want, and now, Ye Xingchen is the master of these eighteen levels of hell.
Don't talk about it, even the ghosts of the Emperor Realm can only be slaughtered by Ye Xingchen in front of him. No one can resist the 'Destruction Hand' alone.
This hand of annihilation is the Eighteen Levels of Hell, one of the greatest forbidden arts...