Chapter 187: The True Yama
"What are you! Don't pretend to be a ghost there! ”
Perhaps frightened by the blue-faced and fanged blood-clothed man, the lion-faced Yama stopped his attack, looked at the blue-faced and fanged blood-clothed man, and asked.
"Pretending to be a ghost?"
Hearing the words of the lion-faced Yama, the blood-clothed man glanced at him coldly, his eyes were permeated with murderous intent, and he smiled substantially: "I am the king of all ghosts, why do I need to pretend to be a ghost?" ”
"The King of Ten Thousand Demons? You're from ......"
When the lion-faced Yama heard this, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and he couldn't believe it.
"Oh? Do you know where I'm from? ”
When the blood-clothed man heard this, he laughed even more and continued, "You guessed right, I am from hell and am the blood-clothed Yama of the Ten Palaces Yama. ”
Yama?
When Huang Di heard this, he couldn't help but pout.
One lion-faced Yama is not enough, and there is another blood-clothed Yama, is this to decide the true and false Yama kings!
At this time, the Mantis Sword King walked up to Huang Di's side and asked, "Your Majesty the God Emperor, can this blood-clothed Yama do it?" ”
"I don't know."
Huang Di frowned, 'Beast Summoning' was his last hole card, summoning the Bloody Yama, and he had no way to change it.
Whether it works or not, you have to give it a try, but if it doesn't work, a dead horse has to be treated as a live horse doctor.
Thinking of this, Huang Di ordered to the blood-clothed Yama: "Give it to me, kill this lion-faced Yama." ”
"Want to kill me? It's not that easy! ”
When the lion-faced Yama heard Huang Di's words, he couldn't help but sneer.
Although the origin of this blood-clothed man is unknown, and it is likely that he is from hell, his level is only ninety-five after all, which is ten levels lower than him!
If he was afraid, wouldn't it be a joke?
Thinking of this, the lion-faced Yama let out a roar, and the eagle-like claws clenched together again, and a cloud of air appeared in the palm of his hand.
He tossed the air currents at the Blood-Clad Yama, as if trying to repeat his old trick.
Just now, he used this trick to directly fly the nine-headed dragon of level eighty-eight!
Although the nine-headed dragon is only level eighty-eight, his combat power is comparable to that of a wild monster of about level ninety-three, and even he has no power to fight back, can this blood-clothed Yama withstand it?
Xiao Qinglong, the Netherworld Ghost King, and the Flower Demon on the other side all stood beside Huang Di, nervously observing the battle situation.
Seeing that this air flow was about to attach to the face of the blood-clothed Yama, a grim smile suddenly appeared on his face, and a cloud of black gas emerged around him, intercepting this air flow.
"Great!"
Seeing that the blood-clothed Yama intercepted this air flow, Xiao Qinglong couldn't help but cheer.
Huang Di's paws were also clenched nervously.
The lives and deaths of all of them are in the hands of the Blood-Clad Yama!
He can be resurrected when he dies, but once they die, they will no longer be them!
So, be sure to win!
As if sensing Huang Di's nervousness, Blood-clothed Yama Luo glanced back at him, grinned with fangs, and said with a sinister smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely solve this nondescript monster for you!" ”
"You're a monster, a monster who doesn't have a human or a ghost!"
When the lion-faced Yama heard this, he was completely enraged, and he let out a roar, and his skin swelled.
With the swelling of his skin, his whole body was like a mountain, and he changed from a semi-upright state to a state of walking on all fours.
At this moment, he turned into a real fierce beast, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura.
Seeing this scene, the aura of the little green dragon, the flower demon on the other side, and the ghost king of the Netherworld became solemn again.
"Boss ......"
Xiao Qinglong unconsciously leaned towards Huang Di and shouted with some concern.
Huang Di's heart was also very nervous, but he still patted Xiao Qinglong's head and comforted: "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine." ”
"Your attack is over, it's time for you to taste my ghost feast."
At this moment, in front of them, the figure of the blood-clothed Yama was fluttering, avoiding the impact of the lion-faced Yama, and at the same time laughing contemptuously.
Accompanied by the words of the blood-clothed Yama, a cloud of black gas emerged from the ground, and in this black gas condensed various ghost shadows, these ghost shadows were of different shapes, and there were all kinds of races.
These ghosts are constantly emerging from the ground, and they are all terrifyingly shaped.
Seeing so many ghosts suddenly appear, the face of the lion-faced Yama also changed completely.
He looked at the ghost in front of him with some horror, and unconsciously took two steps back.
At this moment, the blood-clothed Yama let out a sharp roar, and under this roar, countless ghosts rushed towards the lion-faced Yama as if they had received some order.
Suddenly, the huge figure of the lion-faced Yama was surrounded by ghostly shadows.
I only saw a cloud of black qi in front of me, and I couldn't see the figure of the lion-faced Yama at all, and I could only hear his screams coming out continuously, sounding heartbreaking, as if he was suffering from something.
"Ahh Fire Phoenix, if you dare to make a deal with the demons of hell, you will definitely die a good death! ”
"I curse you, there is no place to die!"
……
The vicious curses and screams of the Lion-faced Yama continued.
When Xiao Qinglong heard this scream, he couldn't help leaning towards Huang Di and said, "Boss, what are these?" It's so powerful! ”
When Huang Di heard this, he couldn't answer.
To be honest, he didn't expect that the ghost shadow summoned by this blood-clothed Yama would be so powerful, and he would suppress the lion-faced Yama at once.
You must know that this lion-faced Yama is a super strong person who surpasses the hundred levels, and such an existence can't help but be a ghost?
What is the origin of this blood-clothed Yama, is it really from hell?
Huang Di couldn't help frowning, and while he was pondering, the ghost shadow summoned by the blood-clothed Yama had already tossed the lion-faced Yama to his death, and even the screams became much weaker.
After a while, with a wave of the blood-clothed Yama's robe, all these black shadows disappeared, and the lion-faced Yama's huge body was only a pile of white bones, which looked terrifying.
"Oh my God!"
The flower demon on the other side was so frightened that he even changed his voice: "This is too terrifying, right, just eat it like this?" ”
"Your Majesty the God Emperor, are you alright? What about the beast? ”
At this moment, the nine-headed dragon that had been shot away just now limped over and looked at Huang Di with some concern.
The little green dragon shrugged the dragon's tail and said, "Lie on the ground!" ”
Hearing this, the nine-headed dragon looked at the white bones on the ground, and couldn't help but gasp.
As an opponent who was knocked away by the Lion-Faced Yama, he knew very well how terrifying the Lion-Faced Yama's strength was, how could he be dead after only a few minutes of leaving?
His gaze couldn't help but look at the blood-clothed Yama with a bit of scrutiny.
(End of chapter)