Even my quasi-Ghost Emperor's body is unable to resist after being infected by the ghost poison, and His Majesty the Dragon King only has the strength of an early ninth-level Ghost King, so he is even more unable to resist!"
Youlongwei said anxiously.
He wished he could push Long Jue Sword Spirit over and block Lin Tianyou's attack.
But now he is no different from an ordinary ghost clan, and he can't push Long Jue Sword Spirit at all.
"Didn't your elders tell you that arrogant people don't live long?"
Chun Na laughed ferociously.
He has seen stupid ghosts before, but this is the first time he has seen such stupid ghosts as Lin Tianyou.
It's ridiculous that his soul was destroyed, but it was thanks to this stupid ghost clan.
Originally, he could safely kill Youlongwei and then go to the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor to claim credit.
Then happily become his new king of Thailand.
But now, everything is gone.
Even if he killed Lin Tianyou, it would not change the fact that his soul was destroyed.
The air of resentment burst out along with the ghost Gu insect on his head.
Seeing that disgusting and dirty palm was about to touch Lin Tianyou's body.
The next moment, Lin Tianyou shouted loudly, "Black Flame Fire!"
Wow!!!
Chun Na's body actually burned instantly!
The arm that wanted to touch Lin Tianyou's body melted into a pool of blood on the spot.
Chun Na was shocked.
"How is it possible? How can you possess the flame of the true dragon's energy?
This flame can only be used by the Dragon Clan, who are you!"
Lin Tianyou glanced at him lightly and said:
"After all, you are a ghost from the realm of Thailand, so it is normal for you to have shallow eyes.
You are not qualified to know about this young master's flame.
Now, destroy me in this flame!"
Oh no!
As Lin Tianyou finished speaking, the black flames spread along Chun Na's body, swallowing his whole body in an instant.
"ah!"
He let out his last scream before his soul died.
The whole person was like a fireball, struggling and rolling on the ground.
Then, it slowly fell into silence!
At the moment when his soul died, he realized why the Ghost-hunting Dragon King was called the 'Dragon King'. Maybe this young man was the king of the Dragon Clan!
Unfortunately, his world has ended and everything has turned into nothingness.
"If you can die under my black flames, you are considered worthy of death!"
Lin Tianyou glanced at the ashes on the ground and shook his head gently.
I felt that I was at a huge disadvantage. This kind of guy was not qualified to use the Black Flame Fire.
"Has the enemy been dealt with? If so, call Hua Tuo out quickly and help You Longwei fight and heal his injuries. He has injured his soul vein!"
The Supreme Dragon Jue Sword Spirit ran over and said to Lin Tianyou.
"Hua Tuo can only treat external injuries. You Longwei Zhanxing's injuries are internal injuries and he may not be able to treat them.
Please wait a moment while I kill the last enemy and then treat his injuries myself!"
Lin Tianyou waved his hand, signaling Long Jue Sword Spirit not to be anxious.
"There is still an enemy? Do you know where he is?"
Long Jue Sword Spirit asked.
"Of course, he has been watching our battle!"
Lin Tianyou smiled jokingly, then raised the index finger of his right hand and pointed it at the ceiling.
"Today, I will kill all the foreign enemies who have offended our Chinese underworld, so that they will know that the underworld to which China belongs is not something that ants like them can just come to!"
His fingers bloomed with a dazzling light, and then a loud shout resounded throughout the inn.
"The last Japanese ghost tribe, stop hiding and get out of here right now!"
Lin Tianyou's shout was like a roaring dragon, shaking the ceiling.
The soul light on the finger also flew straight into the sky like a shooting star.
The entire inn building began to tremble, as if there was an earthquake.
Fortunately, when Chun Na was fighting Zhan Xing, the noise was too loud and scared away the nearby residents.
Otherwise, Lin Tianyou's roar would definitely accidentally injure many innocent ghosts.
His shout fell down and lasted for a long time.
In the sky above this inn, a black shadow grew from small to large and fell at an extremely fast speed.
Finally, the strong wind roared, and a loud bang was heard, and the inn completely collapsed.
The falling shadow was hanging in the air ten meters above the ground, with a black mask covering its face. Only its eyes could be seen, but its face could not be seen.
There were two exquisitely crafted tachi hanging on his waist, staring down at Lin Tianyou like this.
"Are you the senior brother that Neji Kotaro said?"
Lin Tianyou asked curiously when he saw this guy's strange appearance.
"Yes, my name is Ono Ono, and I was accepted as a disciple by Ittosai two hundred years ago.
Because I started relatively late, Neji Kotaro is actually my senior brother.
But the underworld is a place where the weak eat the strong.
I am stronger than him, so even if he started earlier than me, he is still willing to recognize me as his senior brother!"
The little wild devil hung in mid-air and answered proudly.
It was as if he was the new emperor of the underworld, aloof.
"He is only over 200 years old as a ghost, but he has already reached the strength of a quasi-Ghost Emperor? Zhan Xing, this Japanese ghost tribe seems to be more talented than you."
Hearing this, Long Jue Sword Spirit said to Zhan Xing with a strange tone.
During the war punishment, he lowered his head and his face was red with shame.
When he became the quasi-Ghost Emperor, he was already 300 years old as a ghost.
Compared to this guy named Ono Demon, he is indeed a lot worse.
"Battle punishment, you don't have to be ashamed. I heard that you have been following the Dragon Emperor and Ghost Emperor for thousands of years.
In the underworld thousands of years ago, ghost energy was rare and it was not easy to increase your strength.
Unlike now, the underworld is full of ghost energy.
If you were born in the same era as that little wild devil, let alone two hundred years, I guess you wouldn't need twenty years to become a quasi-Ghost Emperor!"
Lin Tianyou saw that Zhan Xing was deeply blaming himself, so he opened his mouth to comfort him.
Then he looked at Ono Demon and said jokingly:
"It took more than two hundred years to become a quasi-Ghost Emperor. With your talent, you still have the nerve to come and act arrogantly in the underworld where China belongs.
I don’t understand who gave you the courage!”
"What did you say?"
Ono Demon's eyes narrowed, and strong murderous intent shot out from his pupils.
What he hates most is that others look down upon his talent.
In the underworld to which Japan belongs, his talent has reached the top.
But in the underworld to which China belongs, things are much different.
Fortunately, he is now a quasi-Ghost Emperor and is stronger than China's quasi-Ghost Emperor, which is enough.
"I said that you came to the Chinese underworld to act arrogantly and that you were seeking death."
Lin Tianyou's words were not polite. He waved his hand gently, and the Supreme Dragon Sword immediately flew to his palm.
Upon seeing this, Long Jue Sword Spirit stopped watching the show and returned to the sword body to fight with Lin Tianyou.
"Ghost-hunting Dragon King, you are looking for death!"
The evil ghost Ono's eyes were cold, and his ghostly aura surged around him, covering the whole space.
The bloody smell of him was everywhere.
With a sonorous sound, the little wild devil pulled out the double swords on his waist.
"Ghost-catching Dragon King, hand over my junior brother's Kikuichimonmonorizon, and I will consider letting you die happily!" (To be continued)