Chapter 275 The Arrival of the Ghost King

In the middle of the battle, all the ghost troops were stagnant. At that moment, the ghost army felt that their commander Li Luo's breath had disappeared.

And behind the ghost army, Li Luo and Youlan finally showed their flaws after bitter support. Song Zuixian's 'Green Bamboo Youhong Sword' turned into a blue dragon and entangled the isolated Li Luo. Before Li Luo didn't even have time to come over, he was instantly strangled by the cyan sword spirit spewing all over the cyan dragon. His original soul He was not spared and was shattered by sword spirit together with his body.

Li Luo was killed by Song Zuixian with a sword, which was a huge blow to the morale of the ghost army. Seeing that the remaining Youlan was about to be unable to hold on, the ghost army was about to face the crisis of losing its commander.

But at this time, the wind and clouds on the battlefield suddenly changed, and a huge consciousness came to the battlefield, instantly stirring up a black wind. The whole sky was shrouded in a cloud of dark clouds, and the sky began to become dark.

The monks in Kunlun Mountain City only felt that the surrounding air suddenly became cold and wet, and there began to be bursts of ghost crying and howling. The huge consciousness appeared on the battlefield so suddenly. All the monks who felt the huge consciousness felt a coldness and inexplicable fear in their hearts. It couldn't help rising.

Song Zuixian was the person who felt the strongest feeling. He obviously felt that the huge consciousness surrounded the battlefield, and then suddenly landed and injected it directly into the body of the ghost female general opposite him!

While the huge consciousness was injected into Youlan's body, there was a trace of pain on Youlan's face, and then her own breath was swallowed up by the huge consciousness. Her eyes closed. When she opened them again, the original blue pupils instantly turned into a dark purple!

Eyed by the purple pupil, Song Zuixian suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, and he subconsciously flew back! I want to stay away from the mutant orchid immediately!

However, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corners of Youlan's mouth, and she said in an illusory voice, "Kill my general, is it like this?"

After saying that, he didn't see how Youlan acted. Song Zuixian suddenly felt that his body was imprisoned in mid-air by an invisible force, making him unable to move. No matter how Song Zuixian tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power, he still couldn't break free.

All the monks present were shocked when they saw this situation and could make a Yuanying monk have no power to resist at all. What is the origin of that mysterious consciousness!?

Just as Song Zuixian struggled fruitlessly, more than a dozen black silk threads with a length of ten meters suddenly appeared around his body. The threads of these black silk threads had a little mung bean-sized heads, and the head was full of sharp teeth, which looked ferocious and made people shudder!

These dozens of black silk threads are actually a kind of black nematode!

When Song Zuixian saw these black nematodes, his heart couldn't help sinking. What kind of creature is this?

Within before Song Zuixian could react, the dozens of black nematodes penetrated his body in an instant!

At the same time, in the depths of Song Zuixian's Dantian air sea, the dozens of black nematodes rushed into his air sea, and then instantly wrapped around his cyan Yuanying, began to open their mouth and swallow his Yuanying's body one after another!

"Ah!"

Song Zuixian's body was swallowed up by nematodes and suddenly let out a tragic roar, as if he was suffering great pain. The screams spread far away, making the hearts of all the monks sink to the bottom.

At this time, Youlan's voice sounded again, "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. These 'soul nematodes' are the spiritual insects used by our ghost world to deal with high-level ghost generals. Once they are entangled by these nematodes, their souls will be swallowed up by these nematodes little by little, but the tortured people will not die immediately. Instead, you have to suffer the pain of splitting the soul, and you won't die until three days later because your soul is swallowed up by nematodes.

When Song Zuixian heard the words, there was a painful and desperate expression on his face. In his heart, he wanted to detonate the Yuanying in his body and committed suicide.

However, Youlan did not intend to give him this opportunity. She saw Youlan stretching out her right hand and gently pointing her slender index finger at Song Zuixian. Deep in the sea of Song Zuixian, countless black ghost articles suddenly appeared around his cyan Yuanying. The ghost text flashed with black dazzling light, which completely imprisoned his Yuanying and made Song Zuixian. Yuanying's power can't be mobilized at all!

At this moment, Song Zuixian was finally completely desperate. He was facing a tragic situation where he could not survive and die. He saw that his seven orifices began to shed blood. He resisted the soul-eating pain in his body and gritted his teeth and said to Youlan, "You are not the previous ghost general. Who are you!"

Youlan snorted coldly, "A little Yuanying monk, you don't deserve to know the identity of this seat."

Song Zuixian suddenly widened his eyes and roared harshly, "You are the ghost king. Yes, you must be the incarnation of the ghost king, otherwise there can't be such a means!"

Hearing Song Zuixian's voice, the monks in Kunlun Mountain in the distance were extremely pale, and some of them had lost their fighting spirit.

Ghost practice, from low to high, is divided into four realms: "you soul", "yin soul", "yang god" and "incarnation". The ghost king is the existence of cultivation to the realm of "incarnation".

The incarnation of the ghost king is different from the incarnation of the ordinary Yuanying monk. No matter how powerful the incarnation of the ordinary monk is, it can't compare with the cultivation of the ontology. However, each incarnation at the level of the ghost king has exactly the same strength as the ontology!

Facing the incarnation of a ghost king, all the monks felt a deep sense of despair in their hearts.

Song Zuixian's judgment just now is not wrong. The huge consciousness that suddenly appeared on the battlefield just now is the embodiment of the evil ghost king.

When Liluo was killed, Tianxie sensed Liluo's fall at the first time. He knew that the war situation in Kunlun Mountain City had changed, so he didn't care about his injury. He immediately let his incarnation come here and finally attached to Youlan, who was about to be killed by Song Zuixen.

While receiving the physical control of Youlan, the evil ghost king also learned the beginning and end of the battle of Kunlun Mountain City through Youlan's consciousness.

The evil ghost king ignored Song Zuixian's roar, but raised his head, looked at Xie Qinghou in the sky, and suddenly sneered and said, "Is the heart of Shura in your body?"

Xie Qinghou responded lightly, "Yes, you finally came. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The evil ghost king raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Do you know I will come?"

Xie Qinghou still said in a faint tone, "You ghost kings came to break through the world at such a great cost, didn't they just to get the heart of Shura? Since the heart of Shura has recovered, if you don't come, several other ghost kings will come sooner or later.

Tianxie nodded, "Since I've come, boy, then hand over the heart of Shura. I can make you immortal."

Xie Qinghou sneered and said, "The heart of Shura belongs to me, and no one wants to take it away. You should also see that the heart of Shura has long been integrated with me. I am Shura, and Shura is me. Even if you are superior to me, as long as I want, I can destroy the heart of Shura at any time, so that you will never get it.

Tianxie's face suddenly turned gloomy when he heard the words. He spent so much money to break the boundary, but he didn't expect that the heart of Shura had merged with a human race, which was not the result he wanted.

I only heard Tianxie say coldly, "Kid, you are so bold. Since you don't let me get the heart of Shura, how dare you stay and wait for me? Are you testing my patience? Do you really think I dare not kill you?

Xie Qinghou suddenly whispered in the ear of the evil ghost king in a way that only two people could hear each other, "I dare to wait for you here in order to make a deal with you."

"Transaction?" Tianxie raised his eyebrows and responded to Xie Qinghou with the method of fascination.

"Yes," Xie Qinghou nodded, "Although I can't give you the heart of Shura, I can feel the existence of other 'ghost ancestral bone colonization' in the ghost world of Tiandu. I can join your tribe, follow you back to the ghost world of Tiandu, and find out the other bone breeding."

The evil ghost king smiled coldly, "It's said to help me, but in fact, it's just using me, right? I don't know whether the bone culture I found at that time belongs to you or not!"

Xie Qinghou said, "If you don't want to cooperate, I think other ghost kings should be interested in adding a strong helper to their own tribes."

Tianxie's face changed again and again when he heard the words, and finally said in a low voice, "Okay! I promise you!"

Xie Qinghou nodded and then pointed to Song Zuixian, "Since we are now in a cooperative relationship, I want to make a request that you let him go."

Tianxie laughed angrily when he heard the words and said, "He killed me, a powerful general. Did you let me take advantage of him like this?"

Xie Qinghou pointed to the Kunlun Mountain City behind him, "Don't forget that there is also a 'Zangfeng real person' in the mountain city that hasn't taken action yet, because you haven't intervened in this war, but if you kill this Yuanying monk, you will be the first to tear up your ghost king and us. The agreement made by the great power of the human race. At that time, Zang Feng will definitely take action. It is a question whether you can leave this incarnation or not.

seemed to confirm Xie Qinghou's words. Suddenly, a fierce sword spirit rose up in the Kunlun Mountain City, dispelling all the dark clouds in the sky. A dazzling sunshine shone down and instantly coated the whole Kunlun Mountain City with a layer of golden light.

Then, in full view of the public, a young man in a white robe suddenly flew up from the depths of Kunlun Mountain City.

The man stood above the mountain city, and the sun shone on him, making him look awe-inspiring and inviolable.

The man's face is beautiful, his black hair is fluttering, his white clothes are floating, and he looks very young, but his eyes are flickering, as if he can see the shadow of countless years.

He is a real Zangfeng who has been hiding in the depths of Kunlun Mountain City and has never appeared.

It was not until the moment when the Tibetan front appeared that the tense nerves of the human monks finally relaxed. There was a burst of cheers in Kunlun Mountain.

Zang Feng's eyes instantly penetrated countless barriers. First, he stared at Xie Qinghou, and finally his eyes fell on the incarnation of the evil ghost king attached to Youlan's body.

Then, Zang Feng slowly said, "Tian Xie, do you really want to violate the agreement between our two clans and force me to take action?"

Under the pressure of Zang Feng's eyes, the face of the evil ghost king changed again and again. Finally, he snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to Song Zuixian and removed the 'soul nematode' attached to Song Zuixian and various prohibitions.

The pressure suddenly lost, Song Zuixian spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then applied to fly back to Kunlun Mountain City.

Although the ban has been lifted by the heavenly evil, Song Zuixian Yuanying has suffered a heavy hit, and he now urgently needs to return to the mountain city for healing.

Along the way, no ghost soldiers dared to stop Song Zuixian.

When Song Zuixian was beside Xie Qinghou, he suddenly stood still, looked at Xie Qinghou, and then asked in a low voice, "Are you really going to leave the Lingxu Palace?"

Xie Qinghou hesitated for a moment and finally sighed, "Yes, Uncle Song, please say hello to Master for me."