Chapter 147: The Old Thing Revisited
"Anyone who knows that name is supposed to be dead, my current name is ......," the Shadow King paused for a moment, but in the end he couldn't say the title given by the temple.
"Just call me the Shadow King, this name is a little nostalgic."
"The victims feel sad, the victors feel hesitant, and I only feel ridiculous." The night ghost seemed to have changed his person, and instantly changed his tone, looking at the Shadow King with words, and sighed deeply.
The Shadow King glanced at the night ghost meaningfully, "You are not an illusion, there is no one among the nine spirits who knows about this, they are all too young." ”
"The old story should be buried in the ground like you, tell me which pit do you want?" The three dirt pits that appeared next to the night ghost at some point were all the size of a person, just enough to fit the Shadow King, and it seemed that they had worked hard.
"Even if the old man doesn't notice for a while and can't stop you from breaking this starry sky, if you want to kill me in the Holy Capital, it's a bit of a fool's dream."
"I'm just a junior, and I don't dare to overstep." The night ghost laughed mockingly, the aura on his body gradually dissipated, and his aura slowly fell to the eighth order.
"I just need to clear the obstacles that stand in my way, and by the way, I can break through the starry sky." The night ghost's tone at this time was a little brisk, and there was a sense of joy in the completion of some tasks.
Looking at the night ghost whose breath had dropped to the eighth order, the Shadow King sighed helplessly, "Okay, you can't fight anymore when you're old, so it's up to you to toss." Speaking of this, the Shadow King glanced meaningfully at the night ghost and said in a low voice, "What is your purpose this time?" ”
"Regain the Lost Ground, Rebuild the Spiritual ......"
"." Before the night ghost could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by the Shadow King, his eyes full of disdain.
"Don't talk about it, talk about it."
"I can't say the actual thing, so don't ask." The night ghost waved his hand helplessly, as if to announce the failure of the friendly negotiation.
"You broke through the sky for the entry of star power, so your core must be a Nine Spirits, but the question is, which one will it be?" The Shadow King looked at the night ghost's blurred face, and his heart was full of doubts.
Although there are nine spirits, only five of them have appeared, and each of them is far away from the saint, before he guessed that the mysterious person opposite was the spirit of the phantom ghost, and it was also based on the ghost aura and the unique [phantom night spirit form] of the phantom ghost.
But now it seems that the other party only has an eighth order, which is obviously just a bait, and the real Nine Spirits may have sneaked into the Holy Capital from other directions a long time ago, and now they may have entered the temple.
As for this bait, it is not personal.
Looking at the gradually illusory figure of the night ghost, the Shadow King smiled bitterly, a little helpless.
Along the way, many seventh- and eighth-order great priests died at the hands of this little girl, but she was just an illusion generated by the primordial spirit, and her true body was probably still outside the Holy Capital.
At least, the Shadow King, the master of the underground of the Holy Capital, didn't find any clues about her.
"However, even if it's not the real thing, it will have to make you pay a price." The Shadow King looked at the long knife in the night ghost's hand, and his eyes were unexpectedly messy.
This is not a sign of panic, but the wonder of this knife, when he wants to condense his gaze to see through the level of this knife, his gaze subconsciously collapses, as if this knife has a prohibition that cannot be gazed.
Killing the night ghost, the other party is just an illusion, and there is no practical meaning. But this knife is real, otherwise it would not have the ability to cut through the void. If you can keep this knife, it will be a reward.
Thinking of this, the Shadow King narrowed his eyes, and countless transparent shadows slowly emerged behind him.
For a moment, the vicinity and even the entire holy capital were trembling slightly, as if some long-suppressed nightmare had been released.
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The night ghost just smiled and booed, and then disappeared with the long knife in his hand.
Only the king was left alone, looking at the empty surroundings and silent.
With his ability, he naturally wouldn't be teased so easily, but the girl's back reminded the Shadow King of his granddaughter.
The granddaughter who disappeared after the polar night and ran away from home.
Naturally, the crowd in the arena would not know that the adult who had started the battle royale game on a whim had left, and they were now hearing the sound of cannons in the direction of the border and the silence in the direction of the temple in the direction of the temple.
It was a deathly silence, and it could be felt in the roar of cannons, it was the silence of death, as if all living creatures in the direction of the temple had been annihilated.
Su Xiao didn't care about this, for him, how to avoid the vomit of the Yu family was more important, but he didn't expect that after the hasty end of the life-and-death struggle, he would have to use this way to divide the ranks.
"It's time for us to split up." Looking at the pale face of the Great Priest of Destiny, Luo Bosi, Mengxian smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "You alone are not my opponent, let's get out of the way." ”
Of course, there is a subtext behind this sentence, and I don't know if the Grand Priest of Lobos can comprehend it. That is, "Even if the three of you come together, I will not be afraid." ”
And Luo Bosi didn't expect that the strength of this guy who broke into the temple while the three of them were not there last time was so terrifying, even as the head of the three gods of fate, it would be difficult for him to defeat the other party.
Moreover, the other party's cultivation realm did not seem to be below him, which made the Great Priest of Lobos a little jealous, and his actions were a little restrained.
Some time ago, they had just repelled the attackers, and everyone thought that the other party would cultivate and recuperate for a while, so they relaxed and sent the other two great gods of fate out to investigate the whereabouts of the mysterious person of the eighth order.
As for the ninth-order powerhouse in front of him who had fought against the Mora Sage, the temple had given up its plan to investigate its details so far.
After all, in today's world, every ninth-order powerhouse is prestigious, and no one has such a heavenly means like this guy.
Moreover, the High Priest of Lobos always had a sense of foreboding, he felt that the other party was not going all out, but was waiting for something.
In his capacity, foreboding is just like the revelation in a dream, something that is nothing. But Grand Priest Lobos always felt something unusual, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
At this time, although the Holy Capital was in turmoil, only one of the three major priests was stationed, the border had to open the Yuanling heavy artillery group, and the temple had to close all the gates, even if the venue of the grand ceremony was held hostage, the lives of tens of thousands of students were in danger.
But none of this was something to worry about the Grand Priest, who knew very well that they would not hurt the foundation of the Temple.
As long as that thing doesn't go undetected, there's nothing to worry about.
Thinking of this, the Grand Priest of Lobos coldly glanced at the dream in front of him, ready to strike again.
At this moment, the heavens and the earth changed, and the night ghost successfully deceived the Shadow King and broke the shackles of the sky.
Countless star powers frantically surged from the cracks in the sky towards the Holy Capital, and for a while, the sky was slightly blue, as if it had been polluted by something.
Seeing this scene, even the Noble Priest of Lobos, who had always been calm, was a little panicked.
But it was too late, and the dream that was blessed by the power of the stars crushed Lobosi in the realm.
He looked at the sky in the distance and smiled with satisfaction, while the power of the primordial spirit in his hand changed and twisted, as if changing the nature of something.
This naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the Grand Priest of Lobos, he looked at the dream in astonishment, and said in a low voice: "The transformation of virtual and real, this is the power of God, could it be that you are ......"