Text Text_Chapter 1982: The Transformation of the Ghost King (2)
"Get up..." Ye Xingchen nodded, looked at the dead corpse Kun on the ground, and said calmly: "Take it to the Infinite Purgatory, and leave two more people to wait for the opportunity and take responsibility.
Clean up the battlefield here and take back as many Kun corpses as there are."
"Emperor...Emperor realm?"
"Kun Zhi?"
Whoosh!
After listening to Ye Xingchen's words, the eyes of the ghost kings suddenly lit up, their throats loosened, and they swallowed saliva "Gulu", "Gulu".
Like the Ghost King, they are only at the Emperor Realm. If they want to break through to the Half-Step Immortal Realm like the Shura Ancestor, let alone the resource-scarce Infernal Purgatory, even in the Land of Blood Sea, King Kun City,
It took hundreds of millions of years for Xie Kun to break through to the half-step Immortal Realm, just a little bit.
But now, as long as there are enough corpses of the Emperor Realm, the half-step to the Immortal Realm is no longer out of reach.
"By the way, when cleaning the battlefield, collect all the blood of their hearts and souls for me." Ye Xingchen said.
"Yes, young master." The two remaining ghost kings nodded vigorously and said.
Clean the battlefield?
The Shura Ancestor and the Ghost King standing aside looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Young... Young Master, those dead corpses, Kun, and many of them are Kunsha's clansmen. If they knew that their own clansmen had become ghost kings, Shura's food would not be good."
Right?" The Ghost King smiled bitterly twice and said.
"They've already turned into corpses, what's the use of keeping them?" Ye Xingchen shook his head and said lightly.
If he hadn't been forced to do so, he wouldn't have wanted to do this. The amount of heart and soul blood Wu Ling'er needed was too much. In his opinion, even if one-third of the entire Kun King City's strong men were slaughtered, he might not be able to get enough.
Wu Ling'er's request.
Instead of thinking of a solution after the dust has settled, it is better to take action now. He believes that as long as Kunsha is not a fool, he will turn a blind eye or close an eye on this matter, and everyone will understand it tacitly.
It's okay, it's better than killing those living Kun tribesmen. At least, he won't have to hurt his harmony.
"boom……"
Kun Xuanye's aura suddenly condensed, and he said angrily: "Kun Demon Eagle, you really deserve to die."
"Humph, I deserve to die?" Kun Demon Vulture sneered twice. It has been practicing for a lot longer than Kun Xuanye. When the rebellion broke out, he secretly took away some of the Kun clan's secret techniques. Overall
His strength was more than a little bit stronger than that of Kun Xuanye. He looked at Kun Xuanye with cold eyes and sneered, saying: "Why, our traitor Emperor Kun, after so many years, is all he can do but fight with each other?
"
"You shady rat, if I don't cut you into pieces and smash your bones into ashes, I will never be a human being." Kun Xuanye roared with red eyes.
"Crush me to ashes? I'm afraid you won't have that chance." The Kun Demon Vulture raised his eyelids and said expressionlessly: "You stayed for a while, didn't you just want to get our Kun clan from him?
Those secret skills that you have? I will help you with them today."
"Seven Souls Killing God Technique..."
Woohoo!
The soul shadow behind the Kun Demon Vulture let out a low roar, and a terrifying demonic energy burst out in an instant. Among the lightning and flint, the huge Kun soul actually transformed into seven identical Kun Demon Vultures.
Each one of them had the aura of a half-step immortal, looking at Kun Xuanye with eager eyes.
"Hmph, old beast, this Seven Souls Killing God Technique was really stolen by you damn mice." Kun Xuanye gritted his teeth and said with a livid face.
"It's a shameless thing to say that this Seven Souls Killing God Technique is originally the secret technique of our lineage. Since you want to see it, I will help you." Kun Demon Vulture laughed ferociously, and the seven soul shadows said to
He grabbed Kun Xuanye and rushed over.
Each of these soul shadows is like a 'yin moon', exuding a biting chill.
It makes people shudder.
Although the inheritance of the 'Shikun' clan is not as good as that of the Witch Clan and Lingxiao Palace, it is not an ordinary demon clan. It can be compared with the ancient clan. They have inherited it for several epochs and possess magical powers and secrets.
There are naturally many techniques.
The Seven Souls Killing God Technique is already considered a forbidden technique among the Kun clan's magical powers.
It is powerful and overbearing. If it were not used every time, it would cause considerable damage to the body and life soul. This seven-soul slaying technique would definitely not only be ranked ninth, but would be able to enter the top three.
"Hmph, this Seven Souls Killing God Technique, it seems, is nothing more than that..." Kun Xuanye's robe started to flutter, and his arm shook, and the 'black' bone whip suddenly appeared,
He whipped at one of the soul shadows.
"Snapped……"
The 'soul shadow' was still thirty or forty meters away from Kun Xuanye. After being hit by a whip, it immediately began to dissipate. He didn't care whether these soul shadows would condense again, and just looked at Kun coldly.
The demonic vulture's body sneered and said: "In the past, I might have coveted the seven-soul-destroying-god-killing technique, but now, a mere god-destroying technique cannot enter my eyes."
"Can't you catch your eye? You're such a shameless thing. Even this seven-soul-destroying-god technique can't catch your eye. Then I want to see what you are capable of." Kun Demon Eagle sneered and said.
"Since you want to see it, then I will grant it to you." Kun Xuanye's face darkened and he said in a cold voice: ""Three Flowers Gathering at the Top"."
Boom!
The demonic aura on Kun Xuanye's body suddenly shook, and a small blue flower condensed on top of his head. It looked very mottled, and there seemed to be a trace of evil aura mixed in it.
The little green flower is not big, about the size of a fist.
"Uncle...Uncle, then, that seems to be the Blue Nightmare Flower?" A young man who looked about the same age as Kunsha shrank his neck and said with an inexplicable look of horror on his face.
""Three Flowers Gathering at the Top"?" Kun Demon Vulture's pupils also shrank slightly, and the several soul figures were also stunned on the spot, looking at Kun Xuanye with a dumbfounded face, and murmured: "This
...How is this possible? Wasn’t the art of "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" of our Kun tribe lost hundreds of millions of years ago?"
"Grandpa, this technique of "Three Flowers Gathering on Top" was a gift from my sworn brother. I didn't expect that what he took out was actually this treasure." Kunsha smiled bitterly and said, "What if?
If I had known earlier, I would have kept everything I said. I originally planned to tell my grandpa and other elders after I learned "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top", but I didn't expect that the change would come so quickly."
"That boy?"
"How come our Kun tribe's "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" is in his body?"
Whoosh!
After listening to Kunsha's words, everyone's eyes immediately fell on Ye Xingchen.
The Kun Demon Vulture's face was so gloomy that it could drip with water. If the situation wasn't right, it would have wanted to rush over and slap Ye Xingchen into a pulp.