Text text_The first thousand nine hundred and eighty-eight chapters
"Huh, Emperor Kun? It's nothing more than that..." A ferocious smile flashed across the face of the Canghu Ghost King. He raised his ghost-headed blade and stabbed towards Kun Xuanye's soul sea.
Poof!
The ghost head blade entered the body in response, and instantly pierced a bloody hole the size of a fist in Kun Xuanye's body.
A splash of Kun's blood spurted out from its body, and the stench was incomparable. No matter what, this Kun Xuanye was a strong man in the Half-Step Immortal Realm. Whether it was its skin, flesh, bones or blood, as for other ghosts, Shura
They all have a terrifying allure.
"You... you bastards, how dare you." Seeing the overwhelming evil ghosts, Shura rushed towards him with red eyes. Kun Xuanye, who was already dying, could not help but tremble with fear. He tried his best to save his last breath.
He roared with strength and said: "Damn little beast, I should have pinched you to death as early as in King Kun City."
"Pinch me to death?" Ye Xingchen raised his eyelids, looked at Kun Xuanye indifferently, and said calmly: "If you hadn't brought it upon yourself and wanted to plot against me, how could you have ended up like this? Without my "
With the technique of "Three Flowers Gathering on the Top", as early as when the people of Kunsha's lineage started to use it, you, the so-called Kun Emperor, might have already become a soul killed by the sword of the Kun Demon Vulture, right?"
"Ah... Mr. Ye, please stop these damn beasts from me." Kun Xuanye looked at Ye Xingchen ferociously with a pained look on his face, and roared, "Otherwise, I will be regarded as a ghost.
, and I will never let you go."
"Tsk, tsk, you still want to be a ghost?" Canghu Ghost King looked at it with a playful expression, clicked his mouth twice, his eyes were full of mockery, and said: "Things that overestimate their own capabilities, if you can change
If you become a ghost and come to this endless purgatory, I promise that I will have a thousand ways to let you know the consequences of plotting against the young master."
"you……"
Be a ghost?
This is endless purgatory.
And Ye Xingchen is still the master here. After hearing the words of Canghu Ghost King, Kun Xuanye's heart sank to the bottom. Even if it really turned into a ghost, so what?
With the endless purgatory of the 'Yinxu' land, among all the ghosts in the world, who can compete with Ye Xingchen? Even in the era when the 'witch' and 'demon' clans were at their peak, this Yinxu land had already been destroyed by
It was created as a place of reincarnation for six animals.
Even the powerful men of the Witch Clan and Demon Clan cannot shake the order of the Yinxu Land.
Not to mention this little Kun Emperor.
After a cup of tea.
"Young Master, the blood of Kun Xuanye's heart and soul has been drained." Canghu Ghost King held a wooden bucket, walked over with a respectful and pious face, and said to Ye Xingchen.
"Huh? This Kun Xuanye's heart and soul blood is actually as much as half a bucket?" Seeing the wooden bucket in Canghu Ghost King's hand, a look of surprise flashed across Ye Xingchen's face. You know, other emperors
The Kun clan in the Imperial Realm and Half-step Immortal Realm can release only seven or eight bowls of heart and soul blood at most. Compared with Kun Xuanye, it is simply a world of difference.
"Young Master, please don't underestimate this emperor of the Kun clan." Canghu Ghost King shook his head, looked at Kun Xuanye's body, and said: "As the leader of the Kun clan, he has eaten all the treasures of heaven and earth in these years.
There are countless talents, if not
My own talent is really not satisfactory. I am afraid that I have already condensed the golden body. By then, even if I am a villain, it will not be that easy to tear a piece of flesh from it."
Ye Xingchen nodded and collected most of the bucket of heart and soul blood...
With a thought, he returned to King Kun City.
Those 'ghost kings' were not slow in their movements. In less than half an hour, they had secretly collected several buckets of soul blood. Ye Xingchen did not expect that what Wu Ling'er told him could be completed so easily.
.
"Break through the Immortal Realm and shatter the void." Ye Xingchen licked his lips, looked at the barrels of the heart and soul blood of the 'Kun Clan', and murmured: "Wu Ling'er, I don't care what your plans are, it's best not to
You lied to me, young master."
"Witch God Palace..."
Buzz!
The fist-sized Witch God's Palace emerged from his body silently. The ghostly mist that shrouded the 'Prince's Mansion' had not dissipated yet, and other people in Kun King's City did not seem to notice that their Kun Emperor had disappeared.
, and immediately after, Ye Xingchen also entered the Wushen Palace.
"Wu Ling..." Ye Xingchen was about to speak when he saw Wu Ling'er with a cold face standing in one of the rooms, looking at him coldly, her pretty face full of displeasure, and said: "I
The palace master said, don’t bother me if there’s nothing important, so what are you doing here?”
"Don't disturb you?" Ye Xingchen's face turned ugly when he heard Wu Ling'er's harsh criticism, and he said expressionlessly: "You seem to have forgotten that I am the master of Wushen Palace now, right? Why,
It feels like a dove occupying a magpie's nest, very comfortable?"
"Bastard, what did you say?" Wu Ling'er's face darkened, and she looked at Ye Xingchen coldly. As the master of the 'Witch Clan', even if the Immortal King met her, she would be treated with caution. But now, she was unexpectedly beaten by a
How can you not get angry when a boy from the Imperial Realm contradicts you? He gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice, "If you have anything to do, tell me."
"Take the heart and soul blood of the Kun clan." Ye Xingchen took out the 'barrel' and said calmly.
"So fast?"
Whoosh!
Seeing the several barrels in front of Ye Xingchen, the expression on Wu Ling'er's face froze. After she carefully inspected the soul blood in each barrel, she looked at Ye Xingchen with a strange expression and said
: "Could it be that you slaughtered all the powerful men in the entire King Kun City?"
"Is the heart and soul blood of the Kun tribe no problem?" Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"Well..." Wu Ling'er nodded and said, "Everything is fine."
"Okay, now that I've given you the blood of the heart and soul, should you tell me how to break through to the immortal realm?" Ye Xingchen's eyes fell on Wu Ling'er, and he asked secretly vigilantly.
"Now?" Wu Ling'er frowned and said: "It's not possible yet. I'm not sure yet whether this method can break through the immortal realm. You can rest assured that I, Wu Ling'er, always mean what I say. Wait until I figure it out.
, I will tell you naturally.”
"Are you not sure?" After hearing Wu Ling'er's words, Ye Xingchen's face became ugly. If he hadn't been concerned about her strength and means, he would have broken his face directly. After all, since he came to the Yinxu Land,
, this Wu Linger has changed a lot.
Although Wu Ling'er didn't show any hostility towards him for the time being, he didn't dare to have the slightest contempt in front of these old monsters who had lived for hundreds of millions of years. Otherwise, he would still be happily counting money after being sold.