Chapter 134 Ghost King

After Qingyun told the two, his sleeves fluttered and walked first. Han Feng and Qingyue followed closely. In an instant, he actually felt that the difficult force that made him trapped in the mud had completely disappeared. While walking, his body was half a foot from the ground, like floating...

In a moment, the two, led by the light cloud, had come to the belly of the ghost and fire. Han Feng clearly felt the gloomy atmosphere here, and the harsh atmosphere made people depressed...

The sound of ancient bells in the distance came from afar, as if they were from ancient times... The world seemed to have opened a door. The screams of those ghost fires suddenly disappeared, and the ghost fires flying everywhere gradually turned into strange human figures. Either fat or thin, or tall or short, dressed in ancient clothes, dazzling blue light... It seems to come from the ancient Xuanhuang Continent... It is dense and full of the whole cave... But it is surprisingly quiet, and awe-faced, throwing into the mysterious passage from the cave to the west.

The deep and mysterious passage opened like a monster's huge mouth, and the terrible pressure diffused from there. Han Feng felt an unprecedented sense of danger... He made his hair stand up and countless goose bumps...

Han Feng felt that the Qingyue beside him seemed to be trembling. He couldn't help looking at encouragement and stretched out his hand to hold her delicate jade hand... Qingyue looked at him and nodded slightly, and her mind gradually adapted to this strange ghost.

"Puff."

A green fireball suddenly lit up in the air, and the miserable green light scattered out, making the cave look like it...

In an moment, the bloody light radiated hazyly from the fireball hanging in the air. At this moment, Han Feng opened his eyes wide and found that the fog that had been around him, like a shadow, was actually a blood-red color. What is this? It seems to be a blood mist made by human blood...

Han Feng was shocked to find that he and Qingyue's bodies were blood-red, including his hair and eyes, which turned into horrible blood red, as if they were soaked in blood... He secretly clenched Qingyue's little hand and found that Qingyue did not scream as he imagined, which relieved. The light cloud turned around and smiled at the two people, which was extremely strange in the blood color...

"The ghost is foggy, and the bloody welcome guests. Please return to the world..." Suddenly, ghosts shouted one after another in the crowd, and the ghosts' faces were full of incomparable respect and desire. Someone stretched out a blood-red tongue to lick the blood mist stuck to the skin. The tongue a few feet long is flying around in front of him like a red silk, which is very horrible. The bloodlight radiating from the eyes is full of greed and desire...

"Noise."

A dull thunderous voice suddenly sounded in the bloody cave. The crowd suddenly fell into silence. The green flame emitted by the green fireball penetrated the blood-red fog, and the red and green reflected the dazzling brilliance. The flame of the fireball suddenly rose, and the bronze bell slowly fell...

"Special, special, special..."

There was a dark roar in the distance, as if shouting from the throat, majestic and penetrating. As the sound is far away, a row of golden or gray high walls begin to appear in the blood-red fog...

People were awe-inspily, and countless people who changed their ghosts and fire knelt on the ground, pressing their hands on the ground and their heads close to the ground, showing incomparable respect... Even the expression became extremely solemn.

The sound of "Tte" became louder and louder, and the high wall gradually became clear. What was the high wall, but a long horse team. Dozens of tall horses lead the way in front of you... If you are a connocent, you must be able to see that dozens of jujulic horses are devil horses transformed from ghosts. Every ghost horse has an electric eye, radiating a bloody light, wearing a golden saddle, a rim... Every ghost horse looks Incomparable arrogance, his eyes flashed with disdain and looked down at those ordinary people kneeling on the ground...

Han Feng was shocked. He knew that these ghosts were transformed by the yuan god of the strong man in his previous life, either obsession, resentment, or anger. Some people with weak skills or weak will have turned into flying smoke, and the energy condensed by the body has also disappeared between this world... The book says that dust returns to dust, earth to earth, and indeed has its reason. But he didn't say that he had returned to the origin of the world. I didn't expect that some horses could leave obsessions and form ghost horses. I'm afraid it's not surprising how powerful the predecessor of this ghost horse should be. No wonder the reserved pride of these ghost horses, I'm afraid their skills are not weaker than human beings, and they do have this kind of capital...

What kind of person deserves to ride on such an extremely proud ghost horse? Han Feng looked up at the person riding on the horse. No, that's not human, but some extremely tall giants. Every giant has a helmet and armor two feet away. The armor is made of unknown golden elements, emitting a shining golden light. Han Feng couldn't see the illusion at all. Each ghost will cover a black veil on his face, leaving only a pair of shining eyes, and endless pressure swept around, covering the ghosts. Dozens of ghost horses passed side by side, and the ghosts rode on horses and followed the sword, just like the armor god in heaven...

The silence was passing through the cave, and countless sounds were hidden, leaving only the footsteps of those riders coming from far to near. When the horse team passed, dozens of beautiful women appeared side by side. Each of those beautiful women carried a green palace lamp, emitting a bright light... The woman's face was extremely solemn, without squinting, looking straight ahead, and her feet moved, as if floating on the water... After the woman, it was a wide one. Han Feng found that it was a huge sedan chair. The crowd carrying the sedan chair stood in four rows, each consisting of four people, and a total of a sedan chair-carrying team composed of 16 people...

Those sedan chairs are all handsome, like Pan An, and they are actually beautiful men made of women's makeup. Small hats in blue, with a tanned face, look gorgeous and charming... The sedan chair is sewn from black silk, looks elegant and luxurious, with a layer of dark red brilliance in the blood fog... When the beautiful women carry the sedan chair, a few feet away, there are a group of strange ghosts carrying steel forks, ghost knives and oil pounding. The huge weapons escorted. Those ghosts are extremely ugly, and they are actually a group of night forks returning to the world from hell...

The peerless beauties and those ugly night forks complement each other, which is really a great spectacle in the world...

This huge team walked away without any sound, as if the cave had become a dead grave... Han Feng and Qingyue also knelt down next to the light cloud and did not dare to make any sound. He knew that if they were found dead, the super pressure emitted by this team could not be done by anyone. Challenging. The three beads in his body were spinning at high speed, resisting the extremely horrible deadness, and his hand also held the Qingyue beside him tightly and strengthened the golden yuan. He found that his golden power did not fall behind at all in the confrontation with this dead spirit. Therefore, he concluded that the golden power in his body was definitely not as powerful as this suffocating silence...

"Stop."

A woman's voice sounded suddenly in the cave. With the shout, the woman turned around and walked to the black mantle sedan chair, lowered her ears, nodded gently, and didn't know what she was saying to the people inside. Then, the woman turned over and the crisp voice came to people's ears.

"The prince has an order to stop the sedan chair and say goodbye to himself."

I don't know when a girl walked to the sedan chair with a green jade wine glass, and two thick red candles lit up. The curling aroma dissipated in all direction. Many ghosts face the direction they came, bowed slightly, and cried everywhere. Countless people turned into ghosts cried to the deep dark path when they came. The air was filled with endless sorrow... The beautiful girl in plain white clothes picked up the green jade cup and gently sprinkled the wine in the glass on the ground to show the meaning of sacrifice...

Han Feng and Qingyue felt the meaning of life and death of leaving their hometown, and they were secretly surprised. They didn't know where this huge ghost-like team was going, and why were they so sad?

After a short pause, after the ceremony, the girl gave an order, many ghosts turned around again, and the team began to start again. At this moment, the black sedan chair suddenly stopped again. The girl in plain clothes walked forward again, talked a few words, and then turned around and said, "The prince has an order and wants to be lucky..."

Luckin? Han Feng was secretly shocked. This is a word that can only be found in the palace. How could it appear at this time? He was secretly surprised. Does the prince want to...

He is puzzled here. There has been a noise over there, but it is the warbler and swallows of those plain clothes... chattering. Han Feng's growing power began to restore his body to a good level. He clearly saw a surprise on the faces of those girls... and looked warily at the girls around him... as if facing the enemy.

After a while, a voice came: Yin, Qiu E.

A girl has stood up from the ground in surprise and walked forward. Those beautiful girls looked at her with jealousy, as if she had taken away what belonged to her...

The black curtain of the sedan was opened, just like a gust of wind blowing. The girl named Qiu'e has walked in lightly. Han Feng tried his best to see what was inside. There seemed to be a deep black hole in the sedan chair...

In a moment, the sedan chair suddenly shook violently, but no sound came out. But it seems that everyone thought of the scene inside, and there was a strange look on their faces, but no one dared to make a sound...

Han Feng suddenly felt a slight tremble with his little hand holding it. He turned around and looked. Qingyue, who was next to him, had already flushed. She had been in the brothel for countless times, how could she not guess what was going on inside? It's just that she is still a young girl after all, and she can't control her body and mind at this moment...

The two looked at each other strangely, but they both felt a little uncomfortable. In this case, it was difficult for anyone to hide their embarrassment...

Han Feng squeezed two words out of his teeth: a perish.