Chapter 375 Spring Funeral King

Entering and leaving the underworld is already a familiar thing for Bai Niao Chong, but this time his feeling is very different. There is black light and the feeling of falling rapidly, but from beginning to end, he stood on the black lotus. The black lotus carries not only him, but also the evil spirit of the horse.

The feeling of sucking and falling disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the black lotus carried hundreds of birds and horse-faced evil horse flying in the dark underworld. This black lotus is obviously the magic weapon of skinning death. It can not only tear open the passage between the yin and yang worlds, but also has a role similar to the Taoist sword, carrying manned flight.

Bainiao Chong is already the ghost king. Many things in the underworld have been seen, but they have never been seen in hell. He had a lot of questions in his mind. He really wanted to ask the evil spirit Ma Wumei, but he still suppressed this idea. He thought clearly that if he asked Ma Wuming some questions, it would seem that he, the ghost king, had no knowledge and lost his identity as a ghost king. Besides, don't you know what hell is like when you arrive?

Before long, a huge city came into sight. The scale is at least ten times the size of Taiyin City. The towering city wall stretches for dozens of miles, and it is full of ghost soldiers with armor and knives. A ghost flag fluttering in the wind, and each ghost flag has a hanging body frame emblem, which is particularly strange.

There are ghost villages around the city. You can faintly see ghost people and ghost animals farming in the ghost fields. Some of the ghost fields are planted with wheat, some of which are planted with rice and corn. Although they are all lush, they are all ordinary ghost crops. Bainiao Chong is experienced. No matter how happy these ordinary ghost crops grow, the harvest is very low.

Looking at it with the dementing eyes, Bai Niao Chong's eyes stayed on the plaque of the city gate, and the five big words "Peeling Spring King City" were written on the stone plaque. That word is powerful and powerful. Obviously, it can't be done by ordinary ghost craftsmen. Looking away, Bai Niao Chong saw the Ghost King Hall in the center of the city. The hall is also a very towering hall. The foundation is high and large. The Ghost King's Hall built on the foundation is a section higher than the wall, which can be seen at a glance.

"Isn't it Death?" Bai Niaochong's heart was secretly strange, "Why is there still a ghost king hall?"

"This skin-skinning village king city is the first city of my master. It is guarded by the spring burial king, one of the four kings under my master's seat. These ghost soldiers you see are all the ghost soldiers of the spring burial king." It seemed that he had seen through the thoughts of Bai Niao Chong, and the evil demon Ma Wuming said loudly.

Hundreds of birds suddenly moved in their hearts. The so-called four kings under the seat, isn't that the ghost king ruled by the god of death?

The ghost king established a country in the underworld, fought in all directions, and expanded the territory, not only to expand the territory, conquer the aborigines in various places, and strengthen its strength. Another purpose is to lay the foundation for becoming a god of death in the future. Once a ghost refiner becomes a god of death, he is the figure above death. But this kind of override is not achieved by a mouth and a title, but by strength!

Ma Wuming, a horse-faced evil ghost, said a word. Bai Niao Chong did not reply, but he suddenly understood a little in his heart and said secretly, "I have never met this skinned death, and I have no friendship, and he actually sent a horse-faced evil ghost guarding the gate of hell to help me resolve the crisis, and it took more trouble to protect the people around me. Is it... He wants to take me back? Let me become one of the ghost kings under him?"

Bai Niao Chong's silence did not have the interest of the evil demon Ma Wuming to speak. He continued: "In addition to this Peeling Spring King City, there are also Peeling Xia Wang City, Peeling Qiu Wang City and Peeling Dong Wang City. There are four ghost kings guarding the four directions under the master's seat of my family, and each king city has a passage to hell. Do you think we have reached the skinning hell? Ha ha, it's still far away. We don't even have the Hell Gate now.

Indeed, Bainiao Chong thought he had reached the hell of skinning death, but he didn't expect that he didn't even reach the hell gate. He was also secretly glad that he didn't ask each other just now. Otherwise, if such a low-level question is asked, this horse-faced devil must have underestimated him as a ghost king.

"The four ghost kings under my master's seat, each of which is the ghost king at the end of the ghost king's realm. Look, the spring burial king has come to welcome us." Ma Wuming, a horse-faced evil spirit, suddenly pointed to the gate of Peeling Spring King City and said.

The black lotus flying smoothly fell and instantly reached the gate of the Peeling Spring King City. Just then, a horn sounded. A large group of ghost soldiers ran at a neat pace. A group of ghost soldiers separated left and right and stood neatly on both sides of the road at the gate. Those ghost soldiers pulled out the long-handled swords at their waists at the same time and crossed left and right, suddenly forming a murderous passage. After that, the king must have been carried out of the gate. The people carrying the sedan chair were actually eight aboriginal fierce ghosts.

Although Bainiao Chong is also the ghost king, he can't ask himself.

However, the king's frame did not pass through the passage of the knife soldiers, but stopped at the gate. I didn't open the curtain, and I couldn't see what the Spring Funeral King sitting in it looked like.

Although the display is big, there is a suspicion of showing off force. Bai Niao Chong frowned slightly, "Brother Ma Wuming, didn't you say that I'm here to be a guest? I don't think such a scene is a show to welcome guests, do I?

In fact, although the Peeled Spring King City is huge, and there are no less than 100,000 ghost soldiers, in the eyes of Bai Niao Chong, there are only many city soldiers. Although his ghost city is small, there is no shortage of ghost food. Not only is it not lacking, but there is even enough ghost food to be used to make wine. At this point alone, this spring burial king is not comparable. And the ghost soldier of the spring burial king is not as strong as his ghost soldier. After all, the amount of ghost food directly affects the strength of the ghost soldiers. Moreover, in addition to sufficient ghost food, he has even fed his ghost soldiers with ghost spirits, which is unmatched by the Spring Funeral King.

Bai Niao Chong saw the shortcomings from the peeling spring king city, and he ignored the appearance of the spring burial king. But in terms of etiquette, he wants to ask a question. I dare not say anything if I have any dissatisfaction in my heart. I'm afraid that the spring burial king will show off in other places, or even make things difficult for him. He is also a ghost king, and he can't see this kind of thing happen.

Hundreds of birds rushed to say this, and the evil spirit Ma Wuming suddenly became a little unhappy and did not jump off the black lotus. He raised his voice and said, "Spring Funeral King, I was ordered by my master to invite you to skin the hell. You are both a soldier and a king. What do you want to do?"

The curtain of the king's rack was lifted, and a ghost king with a royal robe slowly came down from it. At this time, Bai Niao Chong's eyes were stunned for a moment, and there was a little amazing feeling.

Bai Niao Chong thought that the Spring Funeral King was a fierce character, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a woman. Her skin is fair and delicate, and her figure is concave and convex, which is very graceful. Her facial features are also exquisite, her eyes are bright, and her small mouth is round. Judging from her age, it is the feeling of being in her early twenties and just ripe.

"Giggle..." Coming down from the king's rack, the spring burial king looked at the hundreds of birds, and a charming smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the sound of ghosts also floated over. "I heard the master say that he took a fancy to a descendant, but he didn't expect that such a young descendant. Ouch, it's still the case. He looks handsome and looks like a scholar. I really can't see that a gentle descendant like you is actually a figure who killed 100,000 Storm Army.

The laughter of the Spring Funeral King reached Bai Niao Chong's ears, as if a soft little hand was touching his heartstrings. Not only that, the voice of the Spring Funeral King was also full of the smell of teasing and seducing. Although Bai Niao Chong did not understand her motivation, he had the means and experience to deal with this kind of ghost charm. He was silent, but his mind was hit by an idea and used Tianshi Zhenxin to suppress the heart demon. This rock-solid idea hit, and the ** and interference from the spring burial king dissipated. His heart was also quiet. He said secretly, "This spring burial king is not the body of the three worlds. What I see is just her skin in the underworld, her soul. She seduced me with a ghostly appearance. I'm afraid she's going to make a fool of myself, right? Don't think about yourself. I'm afraid that you, the ghost king at the end of the ghost king, are probably 70 or 80 years old. Although you are properly maintained and can keep your youth and beauty, how can I be moved by Bainiao Chong?

Indeed, if you practice step by step and become the ghost king at the end of the ghost king, you will be at least seventy or eighty years old. Although this spring burial king is skillful and still beautiful, how can a hundred birds be moved? Compared with this spring burial king and Lan Qingyi and Mengzhi, it is not comparable at all.

The appearance of hundreds of birds rushing to the ancient well, and the spring burial king also lost the idea of continuing to tease the "afterlife" of hundreds of birds. He shrugged his shoulders slightly and said, "Ma Wuming, since it is the master's intention, you can take someone over." She waved her hand, and the swordsmen standing on both sides of the gate also retreated and gave way.

Ma Wuming stepped gently under his feet, and the black lotus flew straight forward, flying over the gate and into the Peeled Spring King City in a flash.

At the moment when the black lotus flew through the gate, the hundred birds rushed to the Spring Funeral King, but found that the bright big eyes of the Spring Funeral King were also looking at him. The eyes of the two ghost kings are plain and indifferent, and there is no emotion at all.

Bai Niao Chong made it very clear in his heart that this spring burial king is not a girl who is at the beginning of love, let alone a thought. The resentful woman of spring. She first showed off her force, and then flirted. What she did was just a temptation to test his depth. Why did you do this? The reason seems to be very simple now, because her master skinned Death took a fancy to him and wanted to recruit him. She was jealous!

Now it seems that even if you don't go to the skinning spring king city, but go to the other three floors to enter the skinning hell, the other three ghost kings may also have such jealousy. They should use means to test the depth of the hundreds of birds.

After thinking about this, a wry smile quietly appeared on the corners of Bai Niao Chong's mouth, "Why do you ghost kings suffer? How can I compete with you at all? I, Bainiao Chong, will not succumb to anyone's feet!"

Hei Lian flew in the Peeling Spring King City. In the blink of an eye, she flew through several streets and came to the square in front of the Hall in front of the Ghost King Hall. In the wide square, there is a stone platform, on which stands a dead iron door frame. The middle of the door frame is not a door panel, but a dark passage.

"That's the passage to the skin-stripping hell. Hundred brothers, we're going to the gate of hell." Ma Wuming said out loud.

The black lotus flew into the dark ink-like passage.