After the ghost king was sealed

Ghost King squinted his eyes and looked at Ning Guxuan.

Ning Guxuan said with a pale face: "The scuffle a thousand years ago was actually a big battle caused by someone refining a murderous corpse."

"At that time, murderous corpses were infested, and the Three Realms fought together for a long time without any results. In the end, Yu Tianyin, the leader of the Yu clan, died with Buhuagu, and the war was quelled."

"After the war, Master Mu Feng and the other two realm masters went to Qionglin to collect the bones of the Yu clan, and found a book left behind where the bones died."

"Half of the book records corpse refining, half records soul refining, and at the end there is a ghost raising technique."

"Mu Hanshang's short life due to tuberculosis has always been a pity for Master Mu Feng. Seeing that the soul refining technique can seize Yin and refine the soul to change life, and even extend life, Master Mu Feng made an idea."

The loss of vitality was too much, Ning Guxuan's face turned pale, his lips began to turn purple, and his voice became weak: "At that time, the Lord of the Underworld and the new Lord of the Yu Clan asked to destroy the books, but the Lord and the Demon King strongly opposed it, and there was a conflict in the Three Realms. .”

"For this book, internal fighting broke out in the Three Realms."

Ning Guxuan said: "When the bones could not be killed, all the elites of the Yu clan died in battle. The fighting power was not enough, and the Lord of the Underworld was unable to support himself. He was no match for the two worlds, and was finally defeated."

"Cheat book... Cough, although Mu Feng got it, the formation failed, and Mu Hanshang died. Mu Feng set up a large formation to raise ghosts, and even changed the seal of the ghost king without authorization, drawing the ghost king's soul power to nourish Mu. Cold business."

"That's all I know."

After finishing speaking, Ning Guxuan looked at the ghost king.

The ghost king nodded, with no expression on his face, his eyes were indifferent, he couldn't seem to appease his anger, and he couldn't see it, but he came up with an idea: "You know it clearly."

Ning Guxuan's complexion was ashen, and his breath was weak.

The ghost king glanced at it, then raised his hand.

A thunder and lightning dragged Ning Guxuan, saving Ning Guxuan from the tragic fate of being sucked into his soul.

Yuji contemplated.

It was Mu Feng who moved the seal of his family's ghost king, but Mu Feng died more than 1000 years ago, how should this account be settled?

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing the anger in Yuji's eyebrows, the ghost king volleyed to Yuji's side, stretched out his hand and pinched Yuji's ear.

Yu Ji looked sideways at his partner and blinked: "Mu Feng who moved your seal is dead, shall we dig the grave and flog the corpse?"

Ning Guxuan: "..."

Jade Sacrifice: "Or according to Acacia's words, the ancestors owe debts, and the younger generations will pay them back, so let's go to Master Mu Chang?"

The ghost king was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

Yuji's heart trembled.

"Who?"

Xiangsi suddenly shouted loudly.

The ghost king frowned, turned his head and saw a figure.

Yuji then turned his head and saw a figure covered in black mist standing outside the formation.

In Heiying's hands, he was still dragging a person.

The man being dragged was wearing a blood-stained black windbreaker. The windbreaker was torn and there was a bloodstain on his face. He seemed unconscious.

It was Luo Chenfeng.

Ning Guxuan raised his eyebrows.

Not long after he came to the western suburbs, Luo Chenfeng followed him. Later, he wanted to deal with the fire bird, but Luo Chenfeng suddenly appeared in the Yin Tomb and fought him.

During the fight, taking advantage of Luo Chenfeng's inattention, he threw Luo Chenfeng under the stone slab. Under the stone slab was a sleepy spirit formation. He thought Luo Chenfeng was dead, but he was still alive.

When the black shadow was discovered, he turned around and wanted to run.

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning flew out at a high speed.

The ghost king shot too fast, and the black shadow was hit by the lightning thrown by the ghost king within two steps, and then staggered a few steps.

The ghost king was a little impatient.

One after another, are you annoying?

The ghost king was impatient and decided to make a quick decision.

A wind began to blow in the claustrophobic space.

The sharp wind seemed to be carrying a knife, and when it hit the stone wall, it made a piercing sound, leaving a crack half a finger deep.

The fierce wind quickly gathered into a small tornado, rushing towards the shadow at high speed.

When the tornado passed Wan Yao's net, Wan Yao trembled and hurriedly reduced its area.

"Boom..."

The tornado hit Heiying, and Heiying fell to the ground, and Luo Chenfeng, who was being carried by Heiying, fell to the ground.

Soi Ying immediately struggled to get up, but as soon as he stood up, the thunder dragon under the ghost king's feet reached the top of Soi Ying's head in the blink of an eye, and then flicked its tail and twitched.

Seeing that the dragon's tail transformed into thunder and lightning was about to be photographed, the black shadow suddenly raised his head and screamed.

There was a long whistle, and Zhang Jinghuan, who was standing quietly eating melons on the Wanyao Internet, suddenly felt confused, and there seemed to be a voice in his ear.

Talking about asking him to draw his gun and shoot Yuji.

Zhang Jinghuan drew out his gun in a daze, but suddenly woke up with a jolt: "Damn, this is my life!"

If he really draws his gun and hates Yuji, the ghost king will kill him with a thunderbolt!

The instigation against Zhang Jinghuan failed, a black figure leaped out from the corner and went straight to Yuji.

Zhang Jinghuan quickly shouted: "Master Yu, there are people, be careful!"

Yuji was standing next to Wanyaowang, watching the ghost king torturing the black shadow, when he heard the sound of breaking wind and Zhang Jinghuan's shout.

Jade Festival staggered by one step.

Even if he has no internal energy, can't use talismans, and can't fly in the air, Yuji's physical fitness and skills are much better than ordinary people.

Yu Ji turned his head and saw a pale woman in a worn-out veil, baring her teeth, standing where he was just now.

Yu Ji frowned: "A fierce corpse, or a wandering corpse?"

The murderous corpses are also divided into levels.

Ordinary zombies move stiffly and can only scare people.

After a higher level, you can move freely and attack living things.

Walking corpses are a type of murderous corpses.

Walking corpses are relatively high-level among the fierce corpses, and have strong jumping and attacking abilities. Ordinary people who don't know much kung fu have almost no ability to resist when encountering them.

Zhang Jinghuan saw that Yuji was entangled, and immediately took aim with his gun.

Zhang Jinghuan graduated from the police academy with excellent grades, and his skills are also among the best in the police station.

The bullet pierced the sky and shot directly at the woman's head.

When the woman heard the sound of the wind, she slapped her with her backhand. The bullet was deflected by the woman, grazed the woman's skin, and penetrated into the wall.

Zhang Jinghuan: "..."

This is no longer in the realm of human beings.

Xiangsi stepped forward and punched the woman's chest.

With a click, a piece of the woman's chest was sunken.

Xiangsi punched the female corpse, Yuji kicked her long leg sideways, and kicked the woman in the stomach, and the woman was kicked more than one meter away.

Wan Yaowang saw the right moment, rolled up a corner abruptly, and swished the woman into it.

In just a few seconds, the battle was over.

Zhang Jinghuan blinked, but still hadn't reacted.

On the other side, with a thought of the ghost king, the purple lightning nets on the heads of the crowd twitched and combined, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a transparent blue-purple dragon.

The dragon's eyes are wide open, its long beard flutters, and its claws are sharp.

A slight swing of the huge dragon's tail caused a gust of wind.

The ghost king looked at the black shadow struggling to run.

The giant dragon hovering in the air flicked its tail, which swept against the ground and slapped the black shadow fiercely.

The dragon's tail slashed across the ground, and the sharp blade on the ground instantly turned into gray smoke, even the floor tiles were covered in dust, and the Spirit Sealing Formation was instantly destroyed.

"Oh!"

The black shadow who wanted to escape was slapped against the wall by the dragon's tail, and then fell to the ground with a snap, life or death unknown.

The ghost king squinted.

Thunder Dragon squinted his eyes, raised his giant tail again, and snapped, but the black shadow remained motionless.

It is estimated that it is dead.

The spirit sealing array was also broken, and the demon power returned.

Miao Yang immediately turned into a human form.

Yuji drew an eye-opening talisman for himself and looked down.

All the sharp blades on the ground disappeared, but a piece of dark red land was exposed, with sections of white bones exposed on the ground.

A strong smell of blood rushed to his face.

Miao Yang frowned: "This is..."

Ghost King: "It's the Yin Seizing Formation. It's the Yin Seizing Formation laid out by the corpses of the most yin women. It looks like nine formations in one. It's more powerful than the ones I've seen before."

Miao Yang: "Don't think about it, it must be that old guy Mu Feng, who is not honest when he dies."

When entering the Yin Tomb, Zhang Jinghuan saw the ecstasy formation on the iron gate, and was enchanted, and his mind was still a little dazed.

Zhang Jinghuan shook his head and agreed with Miao Yang: "Yes, your metaphysical world is really scary. You have been dead for 1000 years, and you are still cheating people."

As they spoke, everyone saw fist-thick black mist rushing out of the white bones, quickly wrapping around the dragon.

"Prickly thorny"

The black mist touched the thunder dragon and made a piercing sound, but it still tightly wrapped around the dragon.

The body of the giant dragon transformed by the power of the ghost king in the sky froze, the dragon swung its tail, and sank involuntarily.

The ghost king moved his hands and found that he couldn't take back his strength.

This blue-purple dragon is the illusion of his ghost power, it is all his power, and it should be under his command.Now, these ghost powers have been cut off from him by the Yin Seizing Formation on the ground.

The thicker and thicker black mist drifted out from the white bones on the ground, wrapping around the giant dragon.

Under the entanglement of the black mist, the giant dragon became smaller and smaller, and finally became the size of a fist with a chirping sound, and then became the size of a thumb.

Miao Yang: "What is this for?"

"The Duoyin Formation is stripping and concentrating my ghost power."

Miao Yang: "Oh, concentration is the essence?"

The Ghost King volleyed over.

The Yin Seizing Formation is actually a transmission formation, and if the opponent wants to steal his power, he can also use this formation to know where the opponent is.

"Snapped."

The ghost king slapped the black mist with a slap.

A wrist-thick thunder actively penetrated into the black mist, and followed the black mist to find out the truth.

Underground somewhere in Xuandi, there is a mysterious palace.

The palace area is very large, with a total of ten palace rooms.

A spacious big palace is in the center.

The remaining nine palace rooms are distributed around the big palace room, and each palace room is furnished with different things, such as tea room, entertainment palace room, study room and so on.

There are also two coffins in two small palaces, and there are young and beautiful women in the coffins.

In the big palace room surrounded by nine palace rooms, there is a high platform in the center, and a white jade coffin is placed on the high platform.

Inside the coffin lay a young man in his 20s.

The young man looked handsome, with radiant skin, wearing a blue and white gown, with a long sword with a silver-white scabbard beside him.

Streams of dense milky white mist floated out of the wonderful patterns arranged on the roof of the palace, flying around the jade coffin lightly.

During the galloping, the white mist penetrated into the body of the young man in the coffin, moistening the young man's skin.

Repeatedly, endlessly.

Suddenly, a wrist-thick purple thunderbolt emerged from the roof of the hall mixed with white mist.

As soon as the thunder and lightning appeared, he rushed directly to the person in the jade coffin!