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Ancient Heavenly Emperor Chapter 635 Nether Ghost King

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"Lost?" The crowd was stunned, unaware of what had just happened.

Tang Sheng turned around, there was a thin red blood line printed on his neck, he took a few steps, but he suddenly paused, did not look back, just said, "Why don't you kill me?" ”

The blood line on his neck was left by Ruoyu Zhence, as long as this blood line was a little harder, he was already on the ground at the moment.

Obviously, Ruoyu really did it on purpose, but he didn't want his life.

Ruoyu Zhence shook his head and said, "You and I are not enemies, just temporary opponents, there is no need to take your life." ”

"Hmm." Tang Sheng nodded, his figure flashed, and then disappeared.

Ruoyu Zhence also turned around and left, and a showdown between the strong that was not gorgeous ended here.

But the waves that this war has set off in people's hearts have not subsided, especially for those strong people who see the way.

Nie Tian's brows furrowed slightly, Ruoyu Zhence's sword just now, the speed and strength were to the extreme, and he couldn't even dodge the double-edged ghost eyes.

In all fairness, if this sword fell on him, although Nie Tian would not die, he would inevitably be injured.

Now, Nie Tian knew that he had underestimated Ruoyu's true strength.

On the other side, Ji Tinghai looked at Ruoyu Zhence's back from a distance, and there was a rare sense of jealousy in his eyes.

"Listen to the sea, if you don't use the spirit array in your body just now, you are a little sure to take it." Ji Wuxiu stood beside Ji Tinghai, his stiff expression eased, and he asked abruptly.

Ji Tinghai frowned and said, "Five points." ”

"This ······" Ji Wuxiu's eyes trembled, and he was speechless in shock.

According to what Ji Tinghai said, Ruoyu Zhence's sword just now, if he didn't use the sixth-order spirit array in his body, half of the chance would he die on the spot.

Ruoyu's strength is terrifying!

Ji Wuxiu originally thought that in this Sumeru Martial Arts Meeting, Ji Tinghai's biggest enemy was Nie Tianmo Yu and others, but he now knew that Ruoyu Zhence might be the most terrifying opponent.

The other few people, Mo Yu Youtian Ember and others, were all shocked, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

Only Ryuuji looked at Ruoyu Zhence with a playful expression, and his ugly face not only did not show fear, but showed an excited expression, and muttered: "Sumeru Martial Society, it's really getting more and more interesting." ”

In the next battle, not too many people attracted Nie Tian's attention, but there were a few martial artists between the ages of forty and fifty, whose strength was above the Divine Wheel Realm, but they could not pose a threat to Nie Tian.

The first day of the battle ended quickly, and the points of all the warriors were quickly announced.

On the first day, in addition to the warriors who were directly eliminated with negative points, those who were killed on the spot or seriously injured and retired from the competition are counted. Of the original more than 3,000 contestants, only more than 1,000 remained, and more than half of them were eliminated.

Nie Tian, Mo Ruxi, Akiyama and others were not eliminated, and they entered the second day smoothly.

After leaving the Sumeru Martial Arts Arena, Nie Tian and the others immediately returned to the ancient mansion.

Just as he was about to enter the ancient mansion, the voice of the Demon Lord of the Corpse suddenly sounded in his ears: "Master, that guy has come to Sumeru Lingdu!" ”

"That guy?" Nie Tian was slightly stunned, but he didn't react for a while.

"Wu Feng!" The Demon Lord's voice trembled slightly, and he said a name.

"Wu Feng?" Nie Tian was stunned, frowned, and exclaimed: "He has come to the Sumeru Lingdu!" ”

Wu Feng had the corpse curse mark left by the Demon Lord of the Corpse, and the latter could know his every move.

At the same time, Sumeru Lingdu was in a hidden mountain forest.

Several figures appeared, walking slowly.

One of the figures, very familiar, was Wu Feng who was refining the Five Poisonous Blood Infants.

At this time, Wu Feng's face was not very good-looking, trembling, and seemed to be a little scared.

Behind him were four people, with a deep aura and piercing eyes, all of them were Divine Wheel Sixfold Powerhouses!

These four people, all wearing grimace masks, exuded a strong corpse aura on their bodies, as if they had been dead and rotting for a long time.

But these four people are definitely living people, and the reason why they are like this must be because they are cultivating some kind of evil magic.

After a few moments, they came to a mountain peak and stopped, as if waiting for someone.

Not long after a few people stopped, a terrifying killing intent suddenly appeared on the mountain peak in front of them, spreading instantly, and then a black beam of light rose into the sky.

"Bang!" The next moment, a violent explosion sounded, and above the mountain peak, a black shadow appeared, stepping on a boulder in the distance.

Wu Feng was horrified in his heart, looked up, and saw the figure above the peak, hidden in a cloud of black gas, as if there was no entity, very weird.

At the moment when the black shadow appeared, the four ghost-faced people knelt down in unison and said in unison: "Four ghosts of the Netherworld, welcome the Ghost King!" ”

"Ghost King?" When Wu Feng heard the names of these four people, he was stunned suddenly, and his face turned pale with fright, and he knelt down with a puff of time, and said tremblingly: "Belong, subordinate Wu Feng, welcome the Ghost King." ”

"Four ghosts, you stand down first." The shadow spoke, its voice cold and staccato like a sigh from hell.

"Yes." The four ghosts of the Netherworld agreed, and their figures disappeared directly like ghosts.

Wu Feng knelt in place, not daring to raise his head.

The black shadow on the boulder flickered, and instantly appeared in front of Wu Bao, condensed into a human form, and said indifferently: "Wu Feng, stand up." ”

Wu Feng's heart trembled wildly, and he stood up tremblingly, only to find that there was a person standing in front of him.

He mustered up the courage to glance at the man, only to see a pair of eyes as deep as a black hole, releasing a chill that sent chills down his spine.

He knew that the person in front of him was none other than the legendary Pavilion Master of Ling Xuan Heaven Pavilion, a ghost!

The Nether King is a ghost!

"Wu Feng, where is the main five poisonous blood babies in this pavilion?" The ghost spoke indifferently, without the slightest emotion.

When Wu Feng heard the Five Poisonous Blood Infant, his heart trembled, his face became pale, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, his knees weakened, and he knelt down again: "The Pavilion Master spares his life, the small one is ineffective, and the Five Poisonous Blood Babies have been snatched away." ”

"Huh?" The ghost's voice suddenly sank, his face turned slightly cold, and he asked, "Who snatched it?" ”

Two Five Poison Blood Babies, one of which was used by Wu Feng to kill Huo Yuan, and the other was snatched by Nie Tian.

"Nie, Nie, Nie······ Sky! Feeling the oppression of a cold momentum, Wu Feng said a name in a trembling voice.

"Nie-Tian!" The ghost's face turned cold, and the abyss-like pupils released a fierce killing intent, and in an instant, the killing intent was revealed.

This name, he heard it more than once.

Ling Xuantian Pavilion's deputy pavilion master, Wan Qirong, died at Nie Tian's hands.

"The Four Ghosts!" The ghost's body trembled slightly, and Ling Ran shouted.

"The subordinates are here!" In the void, four corpse-like figures appeared.

"Get back the Five Poisonous Blood Baby!" The ghost suddenly spoke, and then his body directly turned into a cloud of black gas and disappeared into the air.

"Don't alarm anyone else." In the void, the ghostly voice sounded again, and all the breath disappeared completely. 250 College

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