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Chapter 527: Armageddon

"Ghost King, come out and die!"

Three days later, in the Imperial City of Shangjing, the ghost king was squinting his eyes, staring at the chessboard in front of the table, watching the black and white two sons killing, frowning, but suddenly heard a mess outside the house, shouting again and again.

However, he didn't care about it in the slightest, he still stared at the chessboard tightly, muttering: "The sandpiper and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits." Who are those people? The dispute between the old man and this god dick hero must have been deliberately arranged by them, right?"

The ghost king was thinking solemnly, and after a while, the sound outside the house became softer and weaker, and finally disappeared completely, and he couldn't hear it.

A high-ranking member of the Black Soul Sect bowed down to the Ghost King, clasped his fists and said: "Master Qiqi, just now, several strong people of the Qingyun Sect, Luoxia Sect, and the Bagua Sect of the Battle Emperor Soul Spirit wanted to sneak attack the master, but they have all been killed by us, so the master doesn't have to worry." ”

"No, it won't!"

Standing up suddenly, the Ghost King shook his head fiercely and said, "Those people once said that after the old man won the three empires, they would send one person to take the old man's life. But now the day of the decisive battle between the old man and the god dick hero is coming soon. Obviously, this is not the same as those people's plans, and the god dick hero is definitely not arranged by them. ”

Belch!

After a deep look at the ghost king, the high-ranking members of the Black Soul Sect couldn't help but shake their heads and laugh, and then bowed and retreated.

He had already seen that their master didn't care about these jumping clowns at all.

The only opponent in their master's heart is the god dick hero.

Syllable!

Gently closing the door again, the man left, and the ghost king was once again left alone, staring at the chessboard in a daze.

How sad it is that he has always been someone else's pawn all his life!

Taking a deep breath, the ghost king sighed and looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing with glitter: "No, the fate of the old man will never be manipulated by others." Dick hero, let's hand it over this time. Regardless of victory or defeat, it is worth the old man's life to be able to fight to the death with a master like you. In this battle, the old man will definitely go all out. Even if you give up this old life, you will not give up, hum!"

With unprecedented firmness in his eyes, the Ghost King suddenly turned around and strode out of the door!

"Ghost King, take your life, see how powerful my Tongzhou Wang's Yanyang Shura Knife is!"

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed and came to the top of the ghost king's head, brandishing a big knife, the sword light was cold, like a small sun, exuding a dazzling light.

But the ghost king didn't even look at him, and raised his hand directly.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the man was directly reduced to ashes in a ball of fire.

The ghost king strode away, never stagnating, and the corners of his mouth were disdainful: "Where did the little minions come from, a third-rate character in martial arts like the Tongzhou Wang family, who is also trying to take the head of the old man, is simply beyond his strength!"

"Master!"

At this time, a general of the Praetorian Guard hurriedly ran over, bowed and said: "Coming from the front, the emperor has come to the city with 2.2 million horsemen, ready to attack the city, please cut it down!"

"You guys go to the top, the old man doesn't have time to take care of that waste!"

Without lifting his eyelids, the ghost king walked away. The general bowed slightly and retreated.

After a while, the Ghost King pushed open the door of the room where Yun Zhan was under house arrest.

Yun Zhan saw him coming, and stood up nervously: "What are you going to do?"

"Come with me!"

"With you?"

"Yes!"

Bowing slightly, the ghost king said seriously: "Yang Daxia values the princess very much, so the old man also wants the princess to do a testimony." I'm going to let you see with your own eyes how the old man defeated that god dick hero. ”

"You?"

With a sneer, Yun Zhan glanced him up and down, and pouted disdainfully: "It's impossible for you to defeat him." Otherwise, if you can really defeat him, you won't have to threaten him with me. ”

"That's not necessarily, let's wait until you see the old man's black soul tree, it's going to be resurrected, hum!"

With a cold smile, the Ghost King grabbed Yun Zhan's arm and dragged it out, no matter how she struggled, it was useless.

Soon, the Ghost King pulled her to the secret room thousands of kilometers underground.

As soon as he entered, Yun Zhan couldn't stop his pupils from shrinking, and he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

At this time, what caught her eye was a giant tree as black as iron with intricately intertwined roots, towering into the sky and burrowing into the stone slab above.

And the black tree seemed to be able to move, and its body was slightly undulating, as if it was breathing.

Of course, this is not the place that scares Yun Zhan, what really scares Yun Zhan is that on the bark of the black tree, there are wailing cheeks, as if a group of evil ghosts who have been beaten into hell are sealed by this black tree, wanting to rush out of this bark, struggling and howling incessantly.

Yun Zhan's feet were weak, and he almost didn't fall to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "This ...... What is this?"

"This is the Black Soul Tree, as the name suggests, it is grown by absorbing the soul of a human being!"

The corners of his mouth curled, and the ghost king's eyes were full of evil spirits, and then he gently put his hands on the black soul tree, and roared, "Black soul tree, come on." Become one with the old man, and let the old man become immortal. The old man wants to see who can kill me in this world, hahaha!"

Whoa......

As soon as the words fell, countless pitch-black thorns sprang out from the black soul tree, and suddenly burrowed into the ghost king's body.

The Ghost King's body twitched vigorously, and he seemed to be in pain, but his eyes were getting more and more excited and scarlet.

Yun Zhan watched from the sidelines, shrunk into a ball of fright, his eyes full of horror.

At this time, she knew in her heart that this ghost king was no longer human!

At the same time, the emperor led the army of more than two million people, the soldiers came to the city, majestic, staring at the fortress that used to be his own town, but now it has become a warm nest of the ghost king, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he immediately waved his hand fiercely, and roared: "Soldiers, and the righteous knights of the martial arts." Now the ghost king is tyrannical and poisons the capital. I now command you to storm the city at once. If anyone can get the head of the old devil of the ghost king, I will be rewarded, and the king will be crowned with a bow to the prime minister, and a wife and a son, all of them will be killed!"

Roar!

As soon as the words fell, the crowd was excited, and everyone poured into the capital like a tide.

The emperor's decisive battle against the ghost king has finally begun!

On the other hand, at this moment, Yang Feng was carrying his three bodyguards, still flying slowly in the vast blue sky. And as his physical strength decreased, his speed became slower and slower.

At this time, a group of geese flew leisurely past him, glanced at him, and showed a touch of disdain when they all appeared, and flew over arrogantly.

"Hey, what kind of eyes are you stupid birds? Do you think I'm flying slowly? Damn! If Lao Tzu hadn't carried thirty-seven old ghosts and three more people, Lao Tzu's speed would have caught up with the Boeing 747. There is a kind of you who will also try it? Carry such a lot of things, if you can fly, Lao Tzu's Yang character is written upside down. Hmph, you dare to despise my flight speed!"

Glaring at them fiercely, Yang Feng quickly reluctantly glanced back at the three bodyguards who did not change their faces, and sighed: "I said that the three of you are my personal guards, or are you still a personal burden." Let's fly like this again, I don't know what year and month we will be able to reach the capital. I made an appointment to go to the fight, and if I went late, it would be very shameless. Understand, I'm the Master. I don't have face, so it's equivalent to you buying face!"

Without speaking, the three of them still looked solemn and their eyes were determined.

Seeing this, Yang Feng also rolled his eyes helplessly, and continued to fly with them, but he was bitter in his heart.

Who is the leader of the sect?

I'm flying a plane, and you're sitting on me and enjoying it?Is there such a mistreatment of the boss's subordinates in this world?Alas......