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The man engraved deep in the soul of the upper echelon of the ghost world stood in front of him like this, the domineering and powerful ghost aura locked him, and those black eyes suddenly ignited with clear flames, like a giant beast in the abyss, straight into the soul.

Severe pain swept from the depths of his soul. The black-robed man clenched his teeth and swallowed his wailing forcefully. He retreated a few steps guardedly. Purple smoke filled his body, and finally transformed into dozens of monsters surrounding him. Beside the man in black robe.

The deformity was strange, and the monster covered with heads roared lowly, revealing sharp giant teeth and a foul-smelling tongue.

The ghost king's eyes dimmed, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand turned into a white jade bone fan. He casually opened the fan to half-cover the corners of his lips, "You actually took the soul power of the people of this prince to shape new creatures. You are really capable."

The clear and magnetic voice carried a strange magic power. Even knowing that the man in front of him was the king of the ghost world who came to punish him, the black-robed man couldn't help feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

However, the next thing the man who couldn't help but want to follow suddenly increased his aura, and countless black silks came out of nowhere and swept towards the man in black robe and the roaring monster beside him with an incomparable force.

The ear-piercing and strange howling sounded like a monster singing from the abyss came out of the monster's mouth. The startled man in black robe broke free from his strange emotions. He quickly transformed into a ghost weapon to block the black silk that was rushing towards him, and stared at him with a complicated expression. Standing in the sky, a man looking down on all living beings like a divine mansion.

Even in the dark, it is as dazzling as stars. No wonder Yama of the Ten Temples is willing to follow you for thousands of years.

Such a magnificent and shining person is hope, salvation, and the pillar of everything for those in the abyss of hell.

But this pillar is so unrestrained and unrestrained, illusory, like a mirage, it will never be touched, no wonder that man with evil spirit will become paranoid and become a demon in order to wake you up.

If it were him, he would give up everything just to keep that sliver of stars, even if his body was smashed to pieces, he would still be content with it.

But...they are rivals now...

A strange flash of regret flashed through the heart of the black-robed man, but he didn't think about it anymore in the next second, because the divine mansion standing in the air was tired of entanglement with them, and his hand holding the white jade bone fan was drooping gracefully, black and white. Fog wrapped around the white jade bone fan in his hand, and in a short while, the white jade bone fan turned into a long black wooden warehouse.

The god's mansion came from the highest latitude, and the crow-colored long wooden warehouse moved across the sky at a speed far beyond human perception, igniting blood flowers on those ferocious and evil monsters.

The color of blood filled the air, and the piercing and strange wailing sound resounded throughout the underground palace. The god mansion dressed in black easily annihilated the evil spirit created by the man in black with all his painstaking efforts.

The chilling wailing echoed in the underground palace, and the hideous and terrifying monster completely dissipated. Shendi raised his eyebrows and chuckled, raised his long wooden warehouse and pointed it at the black-robed man.

"Come!"

Shendi smiled wantonly, and with a flash of figure, he suddenly appeared in front of the man in black robe, and with a wave of crow-colored wooden warehouse——

The spiers of the wooden warehouse reflected brilliant streamers, and defeated all the resistance of the black-robed man with a force of destruction.

"puff--"

The crow-colored wooden barn point pierced the black-robed man's chest, a powerful ghostly aura raged in his body, and the magnetic low laughter lingered in his ears and gradually became blurred.

The vitality was passing away rapidly, and the man in black robe looked at the still dazzling divine mansion, and a madness rose from his heart.

I want to be imprisoned, I want to possess, I want this man in front of me to go to hell with him!

The spiritual power in his body surged, and the black robed man's eyes flashed a gloomy coldness. He wanted to explode himself like a madman, but he didn't expect that the ghost king had already discovered his intention. The body reached straight to the chest of the man in black robe, and quickly blocked his dantian.

The self-explosion was stopped lightly by the ghost king, the feeling of emptiness in the dantian was frightening, and the man in black robe couldn't help feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Intruder, will you release this king's people obediently by yourself, or let this king teach you personally?"

The ghost king stood holding a wooden barn, and the ghostly aura fluttered around him intimately, making him more and more free from dust.

The black-robed man's eyes flickered, the ghost king's eyes narrowed slightly, and the ghostly aura that bound the black-robed man shrank instantly.

The black-robed man let out a muffled groan, endured the pain and nodded, "I-I'll let you go! You-you let me go first?"

The ghost king narrowed his eyes slightly, and the long wooden warehouse that pierced through the man in black robe turned into black mist and disappeared. He took a few steps back and looked at the man in black robe lightly.

The black-robed man supported his body with difficulty, and took out a skull pendant from his neck. A sternness flashed in his eyes, and he crushed it fiercely. Almost instantly, a strange energy burst out of his body, Devoured him in the blink of an eye.

The shrill scream was completely annihilated with only one overflow. At the last second of losing consciousness, the black-robed man stared at the ghost king with a strange sense of satisfaction filling his chest.

At his own expense, let all the ghosts he captured lose their sanity and turn them into bloodthirsty ghosts, the king of the ghost world—even if you can't take you to hell yourself, but let the people you protect eat you and me It can be regarded as fulfilling one's wish...

In this way... you will never forget me...

When the black-robed man was completely annihilated, countless ghostly sounds resounded in the spacious and cold underground palace, and almost instantly, countless lonely ghosts appeared in the underground palace out of thin air.

The ghost king's eyes were a little surprised. He didn't expect that the invader from another world would be so brave and fearless that he sacrificed himself and summoned evil spirits to infect all the ghost people. It's just——

The Ghost King glanced at the tens of thousands of ghosts in the underground palace who were gradually losing their sanity. You seem to have forgotten that this king is a born ghost and god, a god who controls the origin of karma and soul, so——

"My people, follow my will—"

"Purge—"

Gorgeous fireworks bloomed and swept through the air, entwining the ferocious bloodthirsty ghost people who lost their minds, and a shocking miracle was quietly born in this underground palace.

The blood color faded from the eyes, the hideous and terrifying appearance gradually returned to normal, the sanity was recovered by the fireworks, and tens of thousands of souls floated in the air at a loss.

"cure--"

A magnetic voice seemed to sound from the depths of the soul, and a stream of clear water suddenly appeared around the tens of thousands of ghost people who were tortured in the hands of the black-robed man, gently enveloping them.

As if returning to the placenta that gave birth to life, the dilapidated soul was repaired and reshaped by a pair of invisible hands, the pain that penetrated the bone marrow was gently smoothed, and an extreme warmth rose from the depths of the soul.

Fanning the white jade bone fan that appeared in his hand at some time, the Ghost King curled his lips: It's done perfectly!

As the clear stream receded, tens of thousands of ghost people almost reflexively looked at the man standing in the air, watching them with a smile.

Gratitude, respect, faith... Countless emotions spread in their hearts, so much so that they lost their minds and lost their souls looking at the man.

"Everyone, how about going to the ghost world with me?"

The man's magnetic voice with a smile lingered in their ears, making them nod almost instinctively.

Seeing this, the ghost king was very satisfied. He waved his hands behind him with a smile, and Hei Wuchang in black clothes and Bai Wuchang who had changed back to white clothes appeared beside the ghost king. They stood on the left and right of the ghost king. Beside him, he looked like a knight protecting the king, with a fiery and pious expression.

The ghost king held up the fan and raised his hand, and the white jade bone fan swiped in the air, and a dark door carved with strange patterns suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Bangdang-"

Unable to control the terrified retreat, Lord Yi Guo, who woke up from a coma not long ago, finally collapsed physically and mentally after seeing this scene that subverted his life's imagination.

——This man, this man is a devil!

——It is the demon god from the abyss!

"Huh? I almost forgot about you."

The ghost king who stepped into the ghost gate with one foot looked exactly in the direction of Yi Guoguo, thought for a while and then turned his head to look at Heiwuchang.

"Xiao Hei, help me find the group of General Yi Guo, then open the side hall of the underground palace and let them go in to see what the monarch they are loyal to has done. You don't have to worry about this matter, just leave it to them Solve it yourself."

Hei Wuchang, who thought he could go back to the ghost world with Wang, turned black. He was unwilling but could not refuse. In the end, he could only stand there and watch everyone step into the ghost world and leave the human world, letting disappointment and anger lie in his heart. linger.

A moment later, with a sullen face, he turned around and walked towards the dazed and embarrassed Lord Yi Guo, who slapped him unconscious with a slap in front of him, and accidentally applied too much force, leaving scars on his body.

Then Heiwuchang glanced at him indifferently, and disappeared in place as a black mist.

……

"Da da da--"

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the silent underground palace. Hei Wuchang, who was dressed in black, led a group of people from the side hall of the underground palace into the main hall. corner of.

"Your monarch is there. You already know what you should know. How to solve this matter is your business. Please forgive me."

Then he turned around and disappeared into the underground palace without looking back.

The people who were abandoned by Heiwuchang without hesitation did not care about his departure. The pain of being exposed to the cruel facts and the horror, grief, and despair of facing the forehead and nose hell... made them in a state of madness at this time.

Their tyrannical and hateful eyes pierced the Yi Guoguo who was lying on the ground, and they wished to smash his corpse into thousands of pieces immediately.

A strange atmosphere spread in the air, and finally, a young man in Yi Guo's court uniform charged forward fiercely with red eyes, and the scene was completely out of control.

General Yi Guo watched coldly the King Yi Guo struggling under the hands of everyone. This is the King they are loyal to, so ugly, disgusting, and filthy...

It was this person whom they had devoted half their lives to, who sent the people of his country of change to the hands of the devil, made them suffer the pain of cutting flesh and bones, and treated their souls inhumanely as nourishment to continue their lives.

Even - he actually used the battlefield as a place to raise Gu, ruining the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers!

With hatred lingering in his heart, General Yi stepped towards the struggling monarch step by step. As soon as he approached, the smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose, making him almost instinctively think of the frontal nose hell in the side hall.