Chapter 139: The Angry Ghost King

Between the ghosts of the ghost realm, on the ghost island, the ghost king and thousands of ghost messengers are all surrounding the soul refining array.

From the time Lu Feng entered the black tower enchantment, up to now, the Ghost King had ordered countless ghosts to be invested.

With the operation of the Soul Refining Array, he could clearly feel a trace of gray and strange gas seeping out from the enchantment.

The surrounding ghost messengers flocked to him, scurrying back and forth in the air with red eyes, roaring excitedly, and even the ghost king was greedily sucking with his eyes closed.

Each time the barrier shook, the joy on the ghost king's face increased by one point.

Because every time the barrier shakes, a new Spiritbringer is born.

The newly-born ghost messenger stood aside in a daze, as if he hadn't yet adapted to his new body, and at this time there were already nine ghost messengers born.

The Ghost King roared excitedly, "Haha, this tower is a perfect match for the Soul Refining Array!" The strength of our ghosts is growing day by day, and those three idiots are still ridiculously grabbing territory, hehe, when the seal between my ghosts is broken, it is when the ghost domain is unified, the little ones, they all suck me hard! Ha ha! ”

Hearing this, the ghost messengers floating in the air suddenly roared to the sky, shouting one by one.

"Dominate the Ghost Domain! Dominate the Ghost Domain! ”

However, at this very moment.

The black tower enchantment in front of him suddenly shook violently, and the ghost king thought that a new ghost messenger had been born.

The face that was just about to laugh instantly became gloomy.

I saw an extremely dazzling pillar of black light, rising from the inside of the enchantment, mixed with an incomparably terrifying aura, which made all the surrounding ghost messengers tremble.

The changes don't end there.

The black pillar of light kept rushing upwards, as if it were about to break through the sky, until it hit the barrier of the entire ghost island.

In an instant, the earth shook, the thunder rolled, and everyone felt that the whole world began to shake.

Countless earth collapses appeared on the entire Ghost Island and criss-crossed, and even in the eyes of the Soul Refining Array, there were many ground cracks of several zhang.

In the face of such a picture of the sky falling apart, thousands of ghost messengers were like ants on a hot pot, roaring in horror and scurrying wildly.

At this time, Xiao Weishan, who was hundreds of miles away, trembled and stopped suddenly, and a strange light kept flashing on his chest.

Then he shouted to the two behind him: "The situation has changed!" We have to speed it up! ”

After speaking, he ran the true yuan with all his might, suddenly increased his speed, and flew into the distance.

Duan Aotian saw Xiao Weishan's solemn face, and although he was curious in his heart, he still pulled Jiang Shan and followed at full speed.

On the ghost island, the ghost king's face was cloudy, he didn't understand what was going on, and he felt faintly uneasy in his heart.

Is it because of the human who entered the enchantment?

Immediately dispelled this thought, he knew the power of the Soul Refining Array, once activated, any soul would be wiped out.

It must not be!

Fortunately, the roar and tremors did not last long, and calm soon returned.

The Ghost King looked at the Ghost Messenger in the air and roared angrily, "What a roar! Stop it all for this king! Nether, go see what's going on! ”

Known as the Nether, it is a ghost messenger carrying a lantern, and it is also considered to be the best among many ghost messengers, and its status is second only to the ghost king.

A glimmer of green flashed in his eyes, and he flashed to the black enchantment, looking back and forth, flying around the enchantment from above from time to time, and not stopping to watch carefully.

But he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Feeling some impatience on the ghost king's face, his heart suddenly tightened, and after thinking about it, he pulled out the black scythe wrapped around his body.

threw it hard, thinking of making a show in front of the ghost king, but he didn't expect that the sickle was extremely sharp, and it actually stabbed into the enchantment at once.

It didn't even seem to stop, and as the chain extended, the scythe came out from the other side of the barrier.

Such a strange situation made all the ghosts present wonder.

This black enchantment is unusually strong, the Ghost King has tried countless methods, but he has not been able to break it, how can he be penetrated by the Netherworld so easily?

However, just as the spirits were confused, the black barrier in the center began to change.

The scythe pierced the barrier through the gap, and suddenly began to fade and spread in all directions.

In just an instant, the entire towering square black enchantment collapsed like mud and sand entering water.

I heard a bang, and the entire barrier dissipated into the air.

Seeing this, the Netherworld was instantly petrified, and his eyes when he looked back at the Ghost King were full of surprise and innocence.

It's like saying, it's okay with me! I didn't make it!

But the Ghost King didn't look at him at all, because as the barrier disappeared, a pitch-black nine-story tower that exuded a strong ghostly aura appeared in front of him.

The Ghost King was instantly attracted by another powerful aura emanating from the tower, and transformed into a giant skeletal avatar, intoxicated by the excitement brought to him by the power of the dark source.

The thousands of ghost emissaries around them also locked their eyes on the black tower, revealing curious looks.

At that moment, a ghostly messenger suddenly shouted in horror.

"It's... They... What's wrong? ”

The ghosts followed the prestige, only to see nine new ghost messengers, and large cracks suddenly appeared in their bodies, like broken porcelain.

Bang.

The nine ghostly messengers all shattered into ashes, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating into the sky.

Before the spirits could recover from their shock, another ghostbringer with a lantern shouted in a trembling voice.

"Soul Refining Array! The aura of the Soul Refining Array has dissipated!! My power! My power! Give it back!! Yes!! ”

Only then did the ghost king react, and a trace of gray gas came out of the bodies of many ghost messengers in the air, and as soon as they rushed out of their bodies, they were blown away by the yin wind.

The power in his body was also gradually declining, and the aura of the surrounding soul refining array was gone, and a trace of panic suddenly appeared on his face.

These are not only pure soul powers, they are the source that can greatly increase the strength of its ghost army, but they are also the foundation of its conquest of the Ghost Domain, and even the entire Seven Realms!

The incomparably powerful Soul Refining Array was destroyed like this?

You must know that the idea of the existence of this soul refining array is even older than his own, and he doesn't know how to arrange it, who arranged it.

At this time, the destruction of the Great Array was even more uncomfortable than killing it!

The huge skull in the air roared with its bloody mouth open, "Who can tell this king!" What's going on! Yes!! ”

Immediately, countless ghost messengers also began to roar, trying to retain the soul power in their bodies, but in vain.

After a while, the ghost king felt that the strange feeling in his body had disappeared, and he checked his cultivation, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

What was lost in his body was only the soul power absorbed this time, and what he had absorbed before had been refined by him, but despite this, it could not make up for the pain in the ghost king's heart at this time.

And the surrounding ghost messengers also felt this situation, as if they were the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and their frightened expressions became much more relaxed.

Looking at this situation, the Ghost King's face was extremely gloomy, and he dared to conclude that these changes must be related to the previous human!

His heart was filled with rage, and he vowed to skin and cramp that human being, and eat blood to refine his soul!

Then he fixed his eyes firmly on the black tower.

"Nether, you go to the Black Tower and check it out!"

Hearing this, the ghost trembled, and looked at the ghost king for help.

But the Ghost King snorted coldly, "Go! Do you want this king to throw you into it himself?! ”

Nether shook his head in panic, and then trembled and drifted towards the Black Tower.

Two dark green eyes kept flickering, and from time to time they looked at their friend, and the other was a ghost messenger with a lantern, Yu Biao.

But Youbiao didn't seem to see it, looked around and was silent.

Netherworld cursed in his heart, and in desperation, he had to climb the stairs above the base of the tower step by step.

"Hurry up! It's been a long time, do you want this king to say it again?! The Ghost King urged.

Looking at the pitch-black curtain in front of him, Netherworld stiffened, raised his right hand, and stretched it out.

All the surrounding spirits held their breath, nervously waiting for this moment to come.

I heard a scream, and the whole thing shot backwards like a cannonball.

Nether's entire right hand was gone, and at the severed arm, a terrifying black flame burned fiercely, constantly spreading towards its body.

Netherworld curled up on the ground in pain, screaming heartbreakingly.

All the ghost messengers were shocked in their hearts, and the ghost king's face also changed suddenly.

On the huge skull, two bewitching green rays flashed in the hollow eye sockets, staring at the black flames on the Netherworld's body.

That's the breath!

It's so terrifying!

How can I say that the Netherworld also has the cultivation of returning to the realm of immortals, and under the black flame, his arm was burned out in an instant.

Such a terrifying power, if you can take it for yourself.

Not to mention the Ghost Domain, I'm afraid that no one in the entire Seven Realms will be his opponent.

Thinking of this, an extremely greedy light flashed in the Nether Ghost King's eyes, staring at the tower in front of him.

Since you have destroyed this king's soul refining array, let's exchange this power of yours!

This king must get!!

When the souls were terrified, the screams of the Netherworld had disappeared, and the body that had been sunk into the ground was also scorched by the terrifying black flames.

The entire space was silent for a moment, and all the ghost messengers lowered their heads, not daring to look at the ghost king, for fear that they would be next.

At this time, in the middle of the tower.

Lu Feng clapped his hands and sneered, he was the one who made such a big movement outside just now.

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