Chapter 70 Ghost King 2

With some chaotic hiss, the ghosts who were fighting desperately for the staff immediately stopped fighting, and each ghost seemed to be a little panicked.

With the approach of the hissing sound, Qiao Yun and his party suddenly raised a bad meaning in their hearts, and a strong breath like a roaring sea was rushing from this side.

"The ghost king is coming..." A thick voice echoed in the distance. As soon as the loud voice sounded, several ghosts appeared above the distant sky, and the ghosts pulled a dark carriage, and a ferocious face and two fangs appeared bent up and lazily sitting in the carriage. The man looked like a full ghost night brake. .

And next to the carriage, there are more than a dozen yin soldiers holding spears in their left hands and shields in their right hands, flying as fast as those magnical ghosts.

The ghosts pulling the carriage made a harsh hissing sound and roared towards this side, and the ghost rods that had originally competed for the staff immediately crawled tremblingly on the ground, as if they did not dare to offend the majesty of the ghost king.

The ghost king grabbed it out of thin air, and a big black hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the staff that seemed to drip blood into his hand, and all the ghosts crawling on the ground did not dare to offend the ghosts, so they had to watch the ghost king grab the staff.

The ghost king stood up, and a scaled and beast-like claw raised the staff high above. The arrogant laughter echoed in this world. Even Qiao Yun and his party, who were lurking in the dark, were shocked by the laughter.

The staff shot out the demonic blood light, and the blood light went straight to the sky and even changed greatly. Black clouds, lightning and thunder...

The ghost king laughed arrogantly and said, "It has flowed divine blood and once swept the three worlds, but I didn't expect it to fall into my hands today... It's not as good as God. Emperor Tian wanted to suppress me with the Heavenly Staff, but I didn't expect that thousands of years later, today the Heavenly Staff would fall into my hands. I will use the power of the cracking staff to smash the Jiutian Linglong Tower..."

Before he finished speaking, the ghost king seemed to sense the existence of Qiao Yun and his party. He turned his head and looked at the direction of their lurking in the dark. His secluded pupils shot out two substantial light, sounding like a bell; "Since he came, why hide in the dark? Do you have to force me to take action before you come out?"

"What should we do? Shall we go out?" Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, everyone hesitated, because the ghost king's strength was very strong. If he went out, he would probably die.

"The whereabouts have been exposed, and it is useless to hide here. We still wait and see what happens. Once there is a change, we will work together to kill the ghost king." Hailin Tian said in a low voice.

The gloomy eyes scanned Qiao Yun and his party who came out, and the ghost king laughed disdainfully; "A group of human beings? I didn't expect to appear on the seventh floor of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure. You know, it is impossible for human beings who have entered the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure house to enter the seventh floor. It seems that you still have some cards. Otherwise, how can you kill the people who guard the fifth and sixth floors?

After entering the fifth floor of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, Qiao Yun and his party's death and injuries are also quite heavy. Each layer basically lose hundreds of eighth-order strongmen. You should know that according to the strength of Qiao Yun and his party, the whole Kaiyuan continent is also standing at the peak of cultivation, and now the guardians met in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House are You can easily kill them, but you can imagine how strong are the enemies you meet at every level?

Hearing the ghost king's words, Hai Lintian's face darkened and asked in a low voice, "So, are you the person guarding the seventh floor of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure?"

"The person who guards the seventh floor of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure?" The ghost king laughed and said slowly, "I am not a person who guards the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor, but was suppressed here. However, in this world, I also have the final say. If you want to enter the next floor, I can also promise you. But I have a condition..."

What are the conditions? If we can do it, we will not fail you." Hearing that the ghost king's tone did not contain murder, Hai Lintian took a long breath of cold air and hurriedly asked.

The ghost king glanced at Qiao Yun and his party as if looking at them and said, "The power of the breaking staff can reach the point of destroying the sky and the earth, but most of the power has been sealed by the emperor of heaven. I want to ask you to unlock the seal of the seal of heaven?"

Unsealed the seal of the heavenly seal? Everyone's heart was suddenly stunned. Powerful characters like the Ghost King could not be unlocked, and how could Qiao Yun and his party have the strength to unlock the seal of the heavenly staff?

But due to the strength of the Ghost King, no one dares to be easily excited. Hailintian hurriedly asked, " Even the ghost king can't untie the seal of the heavenly staff. How can we untie this seal if we are humble?"

"I have the final say whether I have this ability or not. Do you agree with one word? The ghost king's body was shocked, and the powerful breath crushed Qiao Yun's group of people, making it difficult for them to breathe.

In the face of the strong pressure of the Ghost King, Hailintian had to agree and said, "Okay, as long as you keep your promise, we are willing to help you untie the seal of the broken staff."

"Don't worry, as the owner of the seventh floor of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure house, you will naturally not lose your identity to deceive you." The ghost king said cheerfully.

"I believe what you said on behalf of everyone present, so please tell me what we can do to unlock the seal of the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house?" Seeing that the ghost king was extremely cheerful, Hai Lintian also breathed a long sigh of relief, but it seemed a little contrary to common sense to think that such a strong ghost king would come to negotiate with his party in a low voice, and he was a little more worried.

"There is no doubt about the power of the Emperor of Heaven. The power of his seal can be easily opened by others, so you need to contribute the souls of 100 people, and only the souls of 100 people can open the seal." A cruel smile appeared on his ferocious face, and the ghost king's words looked extremely gloomy.

You should know that the soul is the foundation of human beings, and if there is no soul, it also means eternal disappearance in this world. Qiao Yun and his party also had less than 200 people. In addition, they have been in the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor for almost a hundred years. Although they can't talk about friends, they are all living together. Naturally, they don't want to see anyone die in vain.

Hai Lintian forced the forgiveness in his heart and said in a low voice, "Your request is too much. It's unfair to lose 100 of our companions to touch the seal of the broken staff. Did I agree to your terms?

"Fair?" The ghost king looked up to the sky and laughed, and his long blood-colored hair danced like a demon god, sounding like a bell; "Fair? There is no fairness in this world. I have given you a chance. If you don't grasp it well, don't blame me for being cruel, shooting all of you here and sacrificing your souls to the heavenly staff..."

"If you want to kill us, then ask me first about the knife in the hand of the martial arts madman." The white hair danced, and the martial arts man held a fierce knife in his hand. His deep pupils shot out two killing lights. His body leaped rapidly, and the big knife in his hand directly hit the head of the ghost king.

"Little human ants also dare to fight against me, which is simply looking for a dead end." In the face of the fierce offensive of the martial arts madman, the ghost king made a cold voice disdain, waved his left hand directly, and patted his huge palm at the martial arts madman.

The martial artist was suddenly shocked, his body turned in the air, and the big knife in his hand slapped the palm of his hand.

"Bomb." The big knife directly smashed the palm, and the martial arts man was shocked and retreated. His cold face was much paler, and a stream of heat gushed out of his throat. With a wow, blood spit out.

The ghost king held the broken staff and shouted; "Kill this group of ignorant human beings for me..."

As the ghost king shouted and fell, the ghosts crawling on the ground stood up and were hostile to this group of 'alers'.