Chapter 22 Changes

Dongfang Ding looked at Yun Chengtian and tried his best to rule out the fact that Yun Chengtian was a ghost king.

"No, he is definitely not a ghost king. It must be fake." Dongfang Ding told himself more than once to remove his fear.

Finally, Dongfang Ding took action first.

"I didn't even want to use it to deal with Ximen Jingfeng, but I didn't expect it to be used to deal with you today." Yun Chengtian saw Dongfang Ding rushing, smiled coldly, and greeted him directly.

Before Dongfang Ding touched Yun Chengtian's body, he felt that Yun Chengtian was like a whirlpool, and everything he had to be attracted by Yun Chengtian.

However, by now, Dongfang Ding can't retreat. There may be a glimmer of hope of victory. If he retreats, the only thing waiting for him is death.

"Bum..." Dongfang Ding saw that his fist had hit Yun Chengtian's chest, but Yun Chengtian did not dodge and took his attack, and couldn't help but be happy.

"Even if you are the ghost king, you can't catch my blow." Dongfang Ding gave a proud and ferocious smile.

"Really, I'll let you know what the strength of the Ghost King is like today." Yun Chengtian sneered.

As soon as Yun Chengtian's voice fell, Dongfang Ding felt that the aura of his whole body was absorbed by Yun Chengtian.

Dongfang Ding was shocked and wanted to take back his right hand to get rid of the attraction of Yun Chengtian, but his hand seemed to be stuck. No matter what, his hand could not break free from Yun Chengtian's chest.

"Do you really want to take your hand back?" Just as the five interiors of the Oriental Tripod were burned, Yun Chengtian's cold words suddenly came to his ears.

After listening to Yun Chengtian's words, Dongfang Ding suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart.

When I looked up at Yun Chengtian, I found that a knife burning purple flame appeared in Yun Chengtian's right hand.

"What...what are you going to do?" Dongfang Ding looked at Yun Chengtian in horror.

"Of course, I'll help you take your hand back. I like to help others very much." A cruel and playful smile appeared at the corners of Yun Chengtian's mouth.

As Yun Chengtian's hand with a knife slowly fell, Dongfang Ding shouted like a pig.

A sad cry came out.

Dongfang Ding looked at a wrist cut off by Yun Chengtian, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Why? Why?" Dongfang Ding suddenly roared.

A burst of inexplicable chill surged into his heart and the hearts of all the people of Longteng City.

"No reason, haven't you always wanted to know what the strength of the Ghost King is, so I'll tell you what the strength of the Ghost King is." Yun Chengtian said, and then the hand of Dongfang Ding, which was tightly sucked, suddenly loosened its strength, and the broken hand naturally fell into the dust.

"Impossible, impossible." Dongfang Ding looked at his broken arm in disbelief.

It turned out that the real name of Dongfang Ding was not called Dongfang Ding. When he was in his infancy, he accidentally got a tripod handed down from ancient times. Dongfang Ding suddenly had a whim and refined this tripod and integrated it into his body. Since then, he has had the same body as that tripod, which is extremely hard. Nothing could hurt him, and because of this tripod, everyone called him Dongfang tripod, but no one remembered his real name.

Now, the strong body he is most proud of has been broken by Yun Chengtian. At this moment, the boundless fear in his heart has spread deeply, far exceeding his physical pain.

The aura in his body is seriously lost, and his strongest body has also been broken. Dongfang Ding has now had regret in his heart, regretting why he wanted to go against Yun Chengtian. However, he never thought that Yun Chengtian would be a ghost king, a ghost king above 10,000 people under the ghost world.

Looking at Yun Chengtian cutting off a hand of Dongfang Ding, there was a great uproar among the crowd in Longteng City.

Looking at the terrible strength of Yun Chengtian, the ghost king, at that time, everyone thought of only one word.

"Escape!"

I don't know who took the step first. In a short moment, the team of dozens of people dispersed.

"Waste, a bunch of waste!" When Dongfang Ding saw that the people of Longteng City were scattered, he immediately cursed, and sadness and disappointment surged into his heart.

The chaotic scene just now immediately quieted down, leaving only Yun Chengtian and Dongfang Ding, as well as Dongfang Ruoyan, who was sleeping quietly.

"Your men are all gone. Don't you, the city owner, care about it?" Yun Chengtian's sarcastic words hit the heart of Dongfang Ding like a heavy hammer.

"Wow..." Dongfang Ding could no longer stand the double blow of his body and heart, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

"You don't have enough strength, right? Well, then I'll discipline your subordinates for you." Yuncheng said coldly, raised his hands, and countless purple flames flew out.

After a while, only a few figures flashed in the distance, followed by a purple fireball.

When I saw those people clearly, Dongfang Ding couldn't help taking a cold breath.

These people are the group of people who dispersed in Longteng City just now.

But now, they have been forced back by the ghost flame released by Yun Chengtian.

Dong Ding is very clear that when the group of people fled just now, Yun Chengtian released a flame to chase the crowd after a few words with him. At this moment, if a master of the Mahayana period wants to escape for his life, it is enough to escape thousands of miles away, and Yun Chengtian unexpectedly scattered so many people at this moment. All the Mahayana masters who escaped thousands of miles away chased back.

What kind of strength is this?

This kind of strength has gone beyond the scope of practitioners, because even a master in the ascension period can't do it.

Dongfang Ding deeply believes that the one standing before his year is indeed a ghost king.

Although Dongfang Ding has never seen the ghost king and doesn't know the strength of the ghost king, Yun Chengtian's cultivation is better than him, which is enough to kill him and destroy Longteng City, so it doesn't matter whether Yun Chengtian is the ghost king or not.

"Dong Ding, you killed Ruoyan, who is the saint of your Longteng City, so everyone in Longteng City, come and bury your saint." Yun Chengtian looked at Dongfang Ding coldly, but his words, like words from Jiuyou, made everyone present shudder.

Everyone felt that the breath of death enveloped their heads.

The cloud raised his hand gently all day.

Everyone's hearts are full of excitement, and every move standing in the sky will be a symbol of their death.

"Don't be so nervous." Yun Chengtian couldn't help smiling when he saw the deep fear on everyone's faces.

But in everyone's eyes, this smile is so weird.

After laughing all day, a chill suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Everyone's hearts are cold, because they know that Yuncheng is really going to do it.

They seem to have seen that the door of death has been opened, and the messenger of death is waving at them kindly.

They stand and can't do anything, or even escape. What they can do is just quietly waiting for death.

Yun Chengtian raised his hand, and everyone closed their eyes.

"After you go to the ghost world, don't forget to tell the people in the ghost world that I sent you there all day by the ghost king." Yuncheng said coldly and slowly put down his hand.

Everyone's hearts were silent, quiet and waiting for the arrival of death.

But...

"Slow down..." A clear voice stopped Yuncheng's falling hand.

Yun Chengtian frowned. At this time, someone actually stopped him, and the problem was that he had already heard who it was.

All the people in Longteng City opened their eyes. They wanted to see who had the courage to stop the ghost king from killing.

But in their hearts, no matter who they are, they hope that people can stop the clouds.

Two simple words ignited the flame of hope in their hearts.

A man in a jade robe slowly landed from the sky. The people in Longteng City were even stunned. They didn't know who the old man was. From the momentum of the old man, they didn't see how powerful he was.

But they recognized this dress.

Jade-colored clothes.

Someone shouted out immediately.

"Yuyin Mountain, he is from Yuyin Mountain."

As soon as he said this, everyone raised their heads and looked at the old man.

"Senior, save me." Dongfang Ding seemed to grab a life-saving straw. Although he was not sure whether the people of Yuyin Mountain could save him, Yuyin Mountain has always been the most mysterious existence in the world of cultivation, and no one knows the bottom of Yuyin Mountain.

Yun Chengtian looked at the old man, frowned and gently shouted two words.

But these two simple words caused an uproar among the people in Longteng City.

Because Yun shouts all day.

"Master."

It turned out to be Ziyin Zhenren.

Everyone in Longteng City knows that Yun Chengtian has a brother who has a soaring cultivation, and they also have deep doubts about who their master is, the master of the ghost king, what kind of cultivation it should be.

However, now they know that Yun Chengtian's master is actually a person from Yuyin Mountain, so in other words, Yun Chengtian is also a person from Yuyin Mountain.

The fire of hope that rose in their hearts just now has suddenly become bright and dark.

They really don't know who this Ziyin real person is helping.

"Master, why are you here?" Yun Chengtian was not as excited as before when he saw Ziyin Zhenren this time.

"I just want to ask you a question." Ziyin Zhenren looked at Yun Chengtian, and his eyes were mixed with a trace of other feelings.

"What's the problem?" Yun Chengtian didn't know what other questions he had to ask him at this time.

"I want to ask you, in your opinion, it is more important to kill them, and it is more important to save the oriental girls?" Ziyin Zhenren looked at Yun Chengtian and said slowly.