When the ghost king saw that the golden sword had broken through his ten thousand ghosts, he rushed towards him and hurriedly used his means to resist. However, he obviously underestimated the power of this set of Wuji Pure Yang Sword Technique of Wuji Palace.

Woohoo!

Because the golden long sword was spread out all around, there were not many golden long swords that flew towards this ghost king in the end. But even with only a few golden long swords, it was enough to hit this level of ghost kings, and he was defeated and retreated again and again!

Just as the last golden sword was about to hit the center of the ghost king's eyebrows, suddenly a hand as dry as a tree trunk actually caught the golden sword with two fingers.

Syllable!

What's even more shocking is that these two fingers, which are as dry as branches, clamped hard, and this golden long sword condensed by Yuan Force actually spread out like this.

"Lord Minluo!" The ghost king was surprised when he saw that the figure standing in front of him turned out to be the noble Lord Minluo.

Just now he was too careless, thinking that this person's methods were nothing more than that. But he still underestimated the power of the human being too much, not to mention that this human being was a realm higher than him, how could his ultimate move be simple?

"You go and help the other ghost kings!" The Ghost King didn't look back, just looked closely at the human Mahayana mid-stage master Chang Huanzi opposite!

The ghost king answered, but turned around and ran to help those first-order ghost kings.

"How many of your people do you think will survive?" said the Ghost King of Minluo with a faint smile at Chang Huanzi and pointed to the human monks who were surrounded in the battlefield.

Chang Huanzi watched the human monks fall one by one, including those from their Wuji Palace and the various sects, and his heart ached.

I saw that his eyes were closed, and when he opened them again, his eyes shot with incomparable firmness and decisiveness, and he said coldly: "As long as you can be expelled from the human world, even if you sleep here, what's the matter?"

"Haha! Banish us from the human realm? Do you think it's possible? It won't be long before all of you elite human monks will fall under my ghost sword. What's even more ridiculous is that after they die, they will enter the netherworld and eventually become a member of our ghost clan. When the time comes, I'll lead them back to the human realm to kill more human monks, isn't that interesting?"

"Hmph, so what? We human beings have been passed down from generation to generation, endlessly, and there are as many monks as we want. Although you ghosts live a long life, they are not immortal. Even if we all die here, more than 5,000 of our warriors enter the Netherworld and become a member of the ghost clan, it will only be more than 5,000.

But what about you? When you die, you will disappear and will no longer exist in any realm, let alone return to the netherworld. What's more, I heard that you have already killed tens of thousands of ghost warriors, and if tens of thousands of people here also die, the loss will be no less than 100,000.

We exchanged more than 5,000 people for the ashes of 100,000 ghost clan warriors, and our human race will not lose!" Chang Huanzi talked eloquently, sneering, and the angry Mingluo Ghost King was trembling all over, if it weren't for the fact that his face was covered by the hat on the king's robe, he was afraid that he would have seen his distorted face.

"Good!good!good!" The Ghost King of Minluo was obviously annoyed by Changhuanzi, and just said three good words in a row.

Chang Huanzi's words really poked him in the sore spot, and they had sent a total of 150,000 ghost clan warriors over before. But when he came over, he got the news that 100,000 of their ghost cultivators had been killed by humans.

This is an irreparable loss, because after the death of the ghost cultivator, he has indeed been wiped out, and it is impossible to enter the netherworld again, and it does not even exist in any realm.

There is a saying in the human world that people die like lights go out, and when you die, you enter the underworld after death, and you are no longer what you are now. I'm going to kill you all today and see if you really see it so clearly!" the Ghost King suddenly sneered.

When human monks die, they enter the netherworld, but they also drink the water of forgetfulness and forget everything in their previous lives. However, after the human monks have cultivated to the primordial gods, if the primordial gods escape, they can also continue to stay in the human realm.

However, because the primordial gods belong to the soul body, they are very fragile, and without physical support, they cannot stay in the human world for too long.

However, if they want to stay in the human realm forever, they must find a body to take away. However, it is not an easy task to find a body that suits your primordial god.

If you choose an ordinary person, then it means that they have to start all over again. Therefore, these primordial gods will definitely choose monks to take away.

However, if you choose to take the monk, then you can only choose the one who is weaker than himself. Even if the cultivation is not high, at least it saves a lot of time.

But is it really that simple? Not really!

It is not as simple as a primordial god occupying a physical body, everything is very complicated. The simplest analogy is that a fire-attribute primordial god finds a water-attribute body, then their primordial spirit does not match the physical body, and the result they face is a failure to give up.

If you don't die, you are lucky, but if you want to cultivate, it is absolutely impossible. The most terrible thing is to die in a failed seizure, and the probability of this is very high.

And this is just one of the simple reasons, the seizure is far more complicated than this, and because of this, the probability of success is actually very low, nine times out of ten is the failure of the seizure and death.

Therefore, whether it is an ordinary person after death or a monk dies, he basically has to enter the netherworld.

Therefore, once you enter the netherworld and drink the water of forgetfulness, then no matter how awesome you used to be in the human world, you are no longer the original you, even if you become a ghost clan, except for your own soul, it has nothing to do with you.

Because of this, what human being can truly see through life and death? Therefore, the more highly cultivated a monk is, the more he spares his life, and the cultivation in this life is not easy, and no one wants to give up all this, becoming a ghost cultivator who is not a person, a ghost or a ghost, and even he no longer knows himself.

Even if it is today's Changhuanzi, no matter how righteous he says, he will not be willing to die, at least not as easily and naturally as he said.

"So what, your ghost clan entering the human realm is the biggest mistake you have made, and there is only one way to die for you!" Chang Huanzi sneered.

Although this second-order ghost king doesn't seem simple, but they still have a Changyunzi on their side, can't the two mid-Mahayana realms fight a second-order ghost king?

"In that case, then I can only give you a ride first, and then I will meet you in the Netherworld again!"

The two masters of the mid-Mahayana strength were so powerful that even the surrounding Mahayana early stage was instantly forced away a hundred meters away!