"Hmph, if you don't take action, do you still want us to snatch the Wushen Palace and deliver it to you?" Emperor Huang Quan said with a gloomy face.
"It's okay..." Ancestor Shura nodded, with a serious look on his face, and said: "How about snatching the Witch God Palace and I will give you enough reward?"
"Bastard, bastard, Ancestor Shura, don't push yourself too far. Do you really think we are afraid of you?" Tianhuo Sect Master said with a livid face.
"These people of the Shura clan are becoming more and more shameless." The White Elephant King licked his lips, looked at Emperor Huang Quan beside him, and said in a condensing voice: "Take care of this old thing first, and then go and grab that
The Witch God's Palace, otherwise, with this old guy's character, if he really gets the Witch God's Palace, all of us might suffer..."
"Okay, let's take down this old thing first." Emperor Huangquan did not hesitate, and said coldly to those who were besieging the Ghost King, "Come back."
"Yes, Sect Master..."
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In the blink of an eye, not only the people from the Ghost King Sect, but also the demon kings from the Xianchao and Divine Elephant Hall retreated one after another. The Ghost King was not willing to fight anymore and turned around, turning into a ghost mist and returning to Ye Xingchen.
beside.
When his eyes fell on Ancestor Shura, he was immediately dumbfounded.
"Little... why is it you, little skeleton?" the Ghost King said with a surprised look on his face.
Hearing the words 'little skull', the Shura Ancestor's body trembled slightly. He looked at the Ghost King with his sunken eyes. When he saw its ferocious and terrifying face clearly, his old shriveled face
He also became excited and said: "Zha... Xiao'er, you, you are not dead yet?"
"Bah, you little skeleton is not dead, how can something happen to this Ghost King?" the Ghost King said angrily.
"Xiao Xiao'er, haven't all the ten halls in the ghost city been destroyed by those immortals?" Ancestor Shura frowned and said: "At the beginning, I sneaked into the ghost city to take a look, and there were no ghosts in it.
, I thought you..."
"King of Ghosts, is this Shura Ancestor an acquaintance of yours?" Ye Xingchen was dumbfounded, looking at the King of Ghosts in astonishment and said.
"Well..." The Ghost King nodded vigorously, with excitement on his ghostly face, and said: "Young Master, this little thing is my little boy. When we first came to this Yinxu land, the two of us were
They are all the kind of people who are so weak that anyone can come up and kick them. In order not to be bullied by other evil spirits, the two of us have fought side by side for thousands of years..."
When he saw the Ghost King standing with Ye Xingchen and Wu Ling'er, Ancestor Shura's brows had already furrowed. When he heard the words "Young Master" from it again, his whole face had turned cloudy.
Densely covered.
The look he looked at Ye Xingchen also became murderous.
"Little Skull, let me introduce to you, this is..." The Ghost King turned his head with joy. Before he could finish speaking, he saw Ancestor Shura waving his hand directly and said: "No need to say anything, I
You know, your current master, right?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" the Ghost King said with a confused look on his face.
"Haha... little beast, I originally planned to rob the Witch God Palace and let you guys live, but you dare to take my brother as your slave. If you don't cut you to pieces,
With corpses broken into thousands of pieces, how can I have the dignity to command this Shura army of tens of millions?" The Shura Ancestor said with a ferocious look on his face.
"Little Skull, you misunderstood, I followed the young master voluntarily..." Seeing the sudden attack of the Shura Ancestor, the Ghost King was startled and quickly explained.
"Humph, volunteer?" Ancestor Shura said with a gloomy face: "Children, wait until I deal with them first, and then I will teach you a lesson. That arrogant man back then dared to fight me hand-to-hand to rescue me in front of a hungry ghost.
You little brat, you’ve turned into this, don’t worry, as long as I’m here, even the King of Heaven, I won’t be able to bully you in the future.”
‘Om’, ‘Om’, ‘Om’…
Ancestor Shura's momentum condensed, and the 'Bone Claw' instantly erupted with a terrifying evil spirit.
He swept towards Ye Xingchen.
"Be careful..." Wu Ling'er's expression changed, and she directly faced the Wu Shen Palace in her hand. With her vision and experience, she could naturally see that the bone claws of the Shura Ancestor were not simple, even if she faced them
, and had to keep up the spirit.
The Wushen Palace and the Bone Claw collided together, making a loud "bang" sound.
The bone claw, which was more than half a meter long, was violently knocked back.
"Huh, it is indeed one of the nine great treasures of the Wushen Palace. Its power is worthy of its reputation." Ancestor Shura grabbed the bone claw, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed towards Wu Ling'er.
The Ghost King standing aside was already dumbfounded. It did not expect that the Shura Ancestor was even more impulsive than before, and took action even after a disagreement.
It wasn't even given a chance to explain.
"Little... little skeleton, stop it." The Ghost King's eyes turned red. No one knew better than him how terrifying Ye Xingchen was now.
Ancestor Shura?
Even if he is a half-step immortal, so what? If Ye Xingchen is determined to kill it, and adds a little white-bone beast that even the Wheel-turning King is afraid of, he believes that even if he is young, even if he
Even if you don't die, you have to shed several layers of skin.
‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…
The Ghost King flew up and hugged Ancestor Shura tightly, his eyes were red, and said: "Young... Young Master, this little skeleton is in trouble. Can I have a few words with it first?"
"Go..." Ye Xingchen nodded and said.
"Children, let me go quickly." Ancestor Shura roared with a ferocious expression.
Woohoo!
The Shura clan in the main hall roared with rage when they saw their ancestor being hugged by a ghost king.
Raise their weapons and prepare to rush towards them.
"You bastards, who told you to do this? Get out of here, all of you." Ancestor Shura turned to glare at the clansmen and said angrily: "Whoever dares to hurt a hair on it, I will eat you all alive today.
"
A large group of Shura immediately stopped.
They all looked at each other in disbelief, not daring to take another step forward. They were very familiar with the temper of the Shura Ancestor, and if they said they wanted to devour them, they would never hold back at all.
"Xie Xiao'er, let me go quickly, or else I'll turn against you and beat you up first." Ancestor Shura gritted his teeth and said.
"Okay, you can fall out." The Ghost King curled his lips, dragged Ancestor Shura and ran to the corner of the hall, and said angrily: "You can wait until I finish talking before you fall out, okay?"
"Hmph, I want to take a look and see what kind of flowers you can name." Ancestor Shura gritted his teeth and stopped struggling. Instead, he looked at the Ghost King with a look of hatred and said coldly.