Chapter 694 The Return of Hundreds

The black clouds over the sea rolled, and Zhuge Buliang felt a half-step fairy's breath and couldn't help frowning. Is this the magic soul that existed in his body in those years? His peak strength actually has the realm of a half-step immortal. However, when he enters the realm of a half-step immortal in such a place, he is afraid that the disaster will fall and the whole layer of hell will no longer exist.

Black clouds are like ink, the wind is roaring, a doomsday scene.

"Are you going to usher in a catastrophe?" Zhuge Buliang clenched his fist, but he was deeply aware of the horror of the thunder.

The ghost king shook his head and said, "No, the thunderstorm will not appear. The master is originally the strength of a half-step immortal, but now he is only returning to the peak state, not breaking through the realm, so the thunder will not fall, but it is still necessary to make some big noise."

"This breath... Could it be..." Chen Guiyun frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the ghost king and said, "Your master's name is Ling Jiuxiao?"

"Uh-huh!" The ghost king nodded.

"It turned out that he was hiding here. No wonder he was not seen in the ancient martial arts family in those years." Chen Guiyun grinned and suddenly flew towards the thunderous land.

"Brother, let's go and have a look." With that, the Ghost King also followed.

Zhuge Fuliang hesitated again and again, and finally decided to follow up and have a look.

This land of thunder is about hundreds of nautical miles. In a moment of order, the three people have reached the sky above the sea. The sea water in this area seems to have been rendered into ink by black gas. A huge sea whirlpool appears here, which is simply larger than the whirlpool at the entrance of hell on the first floor and the second floor of hell. A magnificent breath comes from the sea whirlpool.

"It's coming out." The ghost king clenched his fist excitedly.

"Ling Jiuxiao! Are you still hiding and not show up!!" Chen Guiyun stood with his hands on his back, and the faint fairy power enveloped the world. He shouted awe-inspiringly, "Are you afraid that I don't want to come out?"

"Boom!" Suddenly, a huge black fist flew out of the sea whirlpool and went straight back to the clouds.

Chen Guiyun's eyebrows were fine-tuned, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and the sleeves of the robe waved, and a force of five elements shattered the oncoming fist.

"I'm hiding from you?" Joke! So what if you step into the fairy road!"

In the deep-sea whirlpool, a burly figure flew out, his cheeks were resolute, the ink was like a waterfall, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes, and he was not angry and arrogant.

"Fighten me again and let me see how strong the immortals are!" Ling Jiuxiao suddenly shouted and punched Chen Guiyun again. This punch directly used the strongest arcanism of the ancient martial arts family, the Taiwu Heart Sutra. The black fist turned into a mourning black crow and went straight back to the clouds.

The Ghost King and Zhuge Bright were shocked. The master was so strong that he dared to attack the immortal.

The black crow swayed up like a roc, and its wings shook out a large area of black gas, as if the sound of death was trembling.

Chen Guiyun calmly raised his palm and resisted the attack of the black crow. He grabbed it with his bare hands and tore up the black jay full of death, but he also took three steps back and smiled, "I haven't seen you for ten thousand years. It's still this bad temper."

"It's really unlucky to meet you as soon as you come out!" Ling Jiuxiao shook his hand, and a look of indifference appeared on his resolute cheeks. He immediately turned his head and looked at Zhuge Buliang and the Ghost King, and whispered, "Why are you here?"

"Ling Jiuxiao, come with me, I have something to say to you." Shen Guiyun said and flew to the distance.

Ling Jiuxiao was slightly stunned, but he also followed.

Zhuge Fuliang and the Ghost King stayed where they were. Zhuge Fuliang knew in his heart that maybe Chen Guiyun wanted to tell Ling Jiuxiao the truth 20,000 years ago, and it was not convenient for him to disturb others.

After about half a column of incense, Shen Guiyun and Ling Jiuxiao flew back from a distance. Ling Jiuxiao's face was obviously a little pale, and he didn't know what Chen Guiyun had just said to him.

"Master..." The ghost king gave a tentative call.

"No need to say, I'll explain it to you later." Ling Jiuxiao said, "Now we are going to open the channel and enter the reincarnation of the ghost world. As for your subordinates, those who are willing to go to the Honghuang Fairyland with you at will, and those who are willing to stay in the ghost world are also their freedom."

"Yes!" The ghost king nodded respectfully.

Everything is ready, and now is the real gathering of all ethnic groups.

Under the leadership of Shen Guiyun, the masters of the hundred races flew towards the junction of the ghost world. Under the arrangement of the ghost king, in the end, some of the ghost king's own soldiers were willing to follow them to the Honghuang Fairyland, and a large part of them planned to stay after entering the ghost world. The ghost king has told them that after entering the fairyland this time, he will face a great disaster, perhaps nine deaths. In this way, except for some of the special cronies of the ghost king, most of the ghost practitioners have chosen to retreat.

But this is also human.

But to Zhuge's surprise, even Wang Bawen, a greedy and afraid of death, has made up his mind to go to the Honghuang Fairyland. It seems that this guy has also experienced a lot of transformation under the ghost king over the years.

"Rumble!"

The sky shook violently, and the entrances of the ghost world and hell collapsed under the strong blow of the sinking cloud, and the strong people of hundreds of ethnic groups swarmed into the ghost world. The strong men of the hundred races shouted in unison, and the sound was shocked in all directions. The whole ghost world was restless at this moment. The ghost fairy who was originally guarding here had already been shocked by this breath.

"I know where the reincarnation is, and I'll lead the way," Zhuge Fuliang said, flying in the front.

The group of people crossed over the ghost world. Wherever they passed, all the ghosts were frightened and did not dare to come out. Not long after, under the leadership of Zhuge Fuliang, the strong men of all races appeared in front of the reincarnation road. Under the suppression of the powerful breath of the masters of all hundred races, even some souls reincarnated through reincarnation can't help but give way.

"This is the reincarnation road." Zhuge Buo pointed to the whirlpool in the sky and said that it was not the first time he had come here. He was quite familiar with the situation in the reincarnation road. Naturally, the job of the driver was inevitably Zhuge Fuliang.

At this time, a white shadow flew over. It was a handsome young man. After seeing such a large formation, the handsome young man also obviously felt panicked.

"Bai Yu." Zhuge Buriang shouted.

This handsome young man in white is definitely Bai Yu. Zhuge Fuliang once guided Bai Yu to join the ghost king, but over the years, the ghost king has been trapped in hell and has not come out, and Bai Yu is suppressed by the ghost master. He can't leave the reincarnation path, and will always be here to guard the reincarnation mirror forever.

"It's you! Why did you come to the ghost world again? Bai Yu said something unexpected.

But at this time, two powerful breaths in the distant air approached. Two old men in white robes and white hair appeared in front of the reincarnation road. Each of the two old men emitted terrible soul power fluctuations, which was no worse than some half-step immortals. Obviously, these two old men are the two masters of the ghost world.

"You... What are you doing! Ghost King, you are so bold!"

After feeling the breath of these strong people of all races, the two ghost owners also turned pale in fear. There were more than a dozen half-step immortals standing in front of them, and there was a person they could not see through at all. A deep fear grew in their hearts. Even they can't tell themselves that this feeling hasn't come for many years.

"Make way!" Chen Guiyun said coldly and took a step forward.

Suddenly, a strong majesty pressed towards the two ghost owners. The two of them felt their legs and stomachs turning, and the strong pressure made them a little overwhelmed.

"Is it the existence of the 18th floor of hell..." One of the ghost owners thought in horror.

"Bai Yu, who imprisoned you?" Zhuge Fuliang turned his head and looked at Bai Yu, and his eyes swept over the two ghost masters coldly.

"This..." Bai Yu was stunned, but immediately understood what Zhuge Fuliang meant. His eyes were slightly complicated, but he still said, "My soul is in his hands." After saying that, Bai Yu pointed to one of the ghost masters.

"Is that you?" Zhuge Buliang looked at him and walked forward step by step. He said coldly, "Now I want you to return Bai Yu free and hand over your soul!"

"You..." The ghost owner frowned, and he could not feel any breath from Zhuge Fuliang, but this person can mix with so many strong people, so naturally he will not be idle.

"I said I want you to return Bai Yu's soul to him." Zhuge Fuliang said again.

"Well, joke, this is a matter of my ghost world. Look at your birth, why do you care about my ghost world!" The ghost owner immediately shouted coldly, but there was some vigilance in his words.

Zhuge Fuliang stopped and turned his head to look at Chen Guiyun and others. He said, "I'm sorry, senior, I'll deal with my personal affairs first!"

When the words fell, Zhuge Fuliang's whole body disappeared in place. He appeared directly in front of the ghost owner with a "brush", raised his hand and grabbed his neck, and then threw it out. The ghost master shouted. Zhuge Buzuo took action so fast that he didn't even feel his strength at the level of ghost master.

In fact, this is also the reason why Zhuge Buo has no spiritual power in his body. Generally, the strong fights by observing the flow and transformation of spiritual power in the other party's body to judge his action. But Zhuge Buliang has no spiritual power in his body, let alone observe the change of spiritual power in his body, so the ghost owner will swell as soon as he comes up.

"You... What do you want?" Another ghost stared at Zhuge Fuliang in horror. He clearly knew the strength of his companion and even above him, but he was thrown out by the young man with long black and white hair in front of him, which was by no means what ordinary people could do.

Zhuge Fuliang looked at the ghost owner, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "It's nothing to you, stand aside!"

"You... You are so arrogant!"

"Arrogance, hahaha~~" Zhuge Butang laughed and said, "If I had been arrogant, I would have killed you long ago. The last trip to the ghost world was that you stopped me, but that is also your responsibility, and I will not blame it, but now I want your companion to hand over Bai Yu's soul. If he is obedient, then we don't have to I'm moving my hands and feet."