I was holding a big fat fox of at least 200 pounds for three taels, and no matter how fast I speeded up, no one could fly as fast as the remnant soul of the ghost. But there was an obsession in my heart telling me not to abandon this fat fox who had been snuggling in my arms all the time.

The height of more than 20 meters is like a road to my funeral.

The fog has completely can't cover the rolling thunder, and often from the fog comes the roar of lightning and thunder, it seems that I must be a dead end when I enter the fog, but where is the point that can break the game?

Where else can I go but up!?

The system mother is playing dead, completely unreliable.

Oh yes!

All of them are persecuting me to death!

Lao Tzu just wants to live!

Who did Lao Tzu recruit to provoke whom?!

Don't give me a chance?!

I'm full of grief and indignation, three ghostly remnants, desperately able to kill 100%, but I can't stand the existence of people behind them, there may be a more awesome existence!

Isn't it right for someone else to be exhausted when you're exhausted?!

Five meters, I was only five meters from the fog.

Three meters, three ghost remnants caught up with me, and there was only three meters away from me.

"Boom ......"

Sanliang looked at the situation in front of him, and he didn't know that he was invincible to the king who was the enemy of the world, how could he let people chase after him? !

Could it be that the king's Taoist cultivation during his lifetime has not yet recovered?!

No way...... I have to protect the king!

The king must not be allowed to fall here!

Three or two suddenly woke up and broke away from my arms, obviously looking cute, but they turned their heads and grinned to scare the three ghostly remnants chasing and killing behind them.

Unfortunately, it didn't work for any eggs, and it affected my flight speed.

As a result, the remnant soul of the succubus was less than a meter away from me, and the weapon in his hand could explode my chrysanthemum at any time, and even the remnant of joy was ready to block my path into the mist, and the three of them successfully surrounded me in a triangle.

Nima!

Is it really the weakest system owner in history?!

You really won't treat me as a dish?!

His second uncle's! I'm sure I'm going to play with you today.

I was drunk and woke up by the wind blowing a long time ago, and I shook the sword with my right hand, and blatantly killed the angry remnant soul, and bent my left hand to rub out a fear pill.

The wretched soul saw me stop and fight back, and was not at all alarmed, and as if expected, he stabbed my spear directly into my chest with both hands.

"Spicy Celestial Star!"

I dodged the spear sideways, arched forward, and the fear pill was good enough to hit his left waist, and instantly recited the mantra to shatter and destroy half of his waist.

Well? How can it be so weak?!

Although I was a little confused, I didn't stop moving in my hand, and when he was injured and destroyed, and he couldn't make defensive moves, I stabbed the magic sword through his chest, and then stirred it back and forth twice, ready to completely destroy him.

However......

The Remnant of Anger grabbed my hand, so that I could not pull out the magic sword and retreat back at the first time, let alone abandon the magic sword. So I could only watch the angry remnant soul emerge with a strange happy smile, and the soul poison in the tangled body turned into a large mouthful of saliva and sprayed on my right hand.

"Poof!"

Soul poison splashed all over me.

The Dao robe was ordered to sweep away the soul poison when it was in danger.

But I could clearly feel that the little thumb soul poison was more deeply rooted.

The angry remnant soul that spit out the soul poison disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the speed was so fast that it surprised me, and even affected my mentality, making me confused and overwhelmed.

"Boom!"

Three or two are demon foxes but outrageously weak, like African gorillas, they smashed their chests with their claws, and after a meal of their own morale, they used fox claw skills and fists to beat the remnants of joy like Zhao Si's drunken madness, and they forced the remnants of joy to retreat again and again.

In the end, the magic drove the remnants of joy into the fog.

"Boom!"

A deafening thunderclap resounded throughout the Hundred Ghost Tombs.

On a sunny day, the thunderbolt alerted me that the road ahead of me had been blocked, and such a thunder would have to be so thick that it would hit me, and it would not kill me alive!? O Nima! There is no way to live!

"Boom! Boom! ”

Thirty or twenty thousand never thought that he would be able to have such a means after he was heavy-handed, and his self-confidence swelled, and he continued to mumble as if he was asking for credit: King! Do you think I'm amazing?! I've killed that remnant!

At this moment, I suddenly felt that the king of deaconia must have a doting heart for small animals, such as the three taels in front of him, and Zhao Huohuo who was taken away by Yu Xiangrou.

I believe that if I were to die in the skin of the king of deacon, he would never go against my will and choose to die directly.

Only the remnants of joy are left on the scene.

The remnant soul of joy seems to have a consciousness of independent thinking, and when he saw that he was weak, he didn't think about stabbing me to death with a spear, and he was very decisive to change from a pursuer to an escapee, turning around and running.

How can I let him go alive!?

Just like the mournful remnant soul before, they must have preserved the memories left by You Chen during his lifetime, so they must be able to get some clues about who is behind the scenes from him. Anyway, there is no way back now, so calm down and play with these things that go against the sky.

"I'm sorry to eat it raw!"

I put away my sword behind my back, summoned a net cloud suppression microphone and a yin guitar, and sang a song that affected my mentality: "Come back soon~ I can't bear it alone~ Come back quickly~ Life is wonderful because of you?"

"Whoa......

The singing reached the ears of the remnants of music, causing the remnants of music to stop running away, and their bodies and emotions went back step by step without self-control.

"Come back~Come back~"

The comprehensive ability of the two pieces of equipment has reached a qualitative change, and it is no longer only to affect the ghosts, but also to simply control the actions of the ghosts through the power of songs.

I sang as I watched for other changes in my surroundings, and I didn't stop singing until I was in front of me.

In addition to joy and sadness, there was also some shock in the eyes of the remnant soul, which was shocked by my appearance and my ability.

Isn't the King of Anger dead?!

Didn't you just run away in a strong way?!

Why do you now have the ability to control my movements!?

"You don't seem to be like those two."

I deliberately tested him with the help of the microphone of the net: "There should be seven of you, and now three have died, and I don't know what the other few are." But you're the same thing I've seen before...... You are not dead, or do you still have You Chen's consciousness in your body...... So I want to make a deal with you and I'll save your freedom. But you're going to tell me, what are you doing here, and is that youkai still alive? ”

"Execution...... The King of Hatred ......"

The remnant soul of Le Qing shivered, and said in a covert way: "You can't run...... You can't save it...... No one could stop him...... He'll be back...... He will return to the underworld, and then the heavens and the earth will change color! ”

What kind of charm has been brainwashed with MLM routines!

Also Nima heaven and earth changed color, really think that he is Pangu opened the world?

Immediately afterwards, the remnant soul of Joy seemed to have a broken head, twitched twice, and said again in another tone: "His Royal Highness the King of Hatred! I admire you! Of all the people who have withdrawn from the underworld, you are the most successful! But I don't understand why I want to have anything to do with the underworld again, and I have a bad identity. ”

"Isn't it good to be happy and immortal in the yang world?!"

"Since you are like this, it is better for you and me to form an alliance, you let me be resurrected, and I will return to the underworld to seek justice for you, and prove my reputation for you."

"When the time comes, I will do my best to help you rebuild the Yama Palace!"

The cherishing of the remnants of joy is actually like my promise, a promise of an ethereal promise, as if you can bow down to me at any time and worship me as the only true god of the underworld.

Of course, it's weird to believe that he is a ghost!

It must be the desire of normal human beings to live and control power.

And I just want to be a salted fish for a day, and never give up the opportunity to be a salted fish, and those troubles are better not to find me!

Besides, the situation is not in my favor.

I need to think long-term to make up for my lack of strength.

The mission must be completed!

So I replied simply: "There is no need for this, I naturally have my own ideas when I have the identity of Yincha." If you let me go today, I won't disturb your monstrous plans! Why should you and I fight for life and death? It doesn't make any sense at all! ”

"I didn't expect His Royal Highness the King of Anger to relive a lifetime and lose his sharpness."

The remnant soul of Joy is no longer controlled by the microphone of the network and clouds, and bows his head slightly as if he is paying tribute to me: "As His Royal Highness the King of Hatred, you have lost your sharpness, so what is the point of your life...... Why don't you die, and give me your body when you die...... I'll accomplish the feat of overthrowing the underworld for you! ”