"What would it be like if you used the Stygian Flame to grill?" His smile was wicked and cold, as terrifying as if it were the mind-eater in the depths of the abyss.

King Ina screamed: "Don't, don't, I'll give it to you, the key, I'll give it to you...... Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you...... Keep this damn fire away from me...... Ah......h

I only felt extremely cold on my face, cold to the bones. King Ina's eyes darkened, and he closed his eyes in despair, her beauty, her unparalleled advantages, and her weight of survival, just like that, completely gone.

[King Shura, you bastard. King Ina covered his face and his whole body convulsed.

Mo Zhanpeng was almost frightened, and took his fingers away from the delicate face of King Ina, looking at the fingers shrouded in black gas, he smiled self-deprecatingly, it seems that he can fight the world with one finger.

"King Ina." Mo Zhanpeng made his voice as majestic as possible: "Just now it was just a small punishment, if you dare to play any tricks, your bewitching face will definitely not be left behind." With that, he took off his cloak, stood up, and lay down on the bed.

King Ina touched his face, was it really not ruined. From the utter disappointment and frustration, suddenly hearing that there was still hope, and all the curses and vows were completely aside, she rushed to the wooden mirror at the head of the bed, touched the left side of her face, and then touched the right side of her face, carefully and carefully, and looked again, and finally made sure that her appearance was indeed not ruined.

Her heart was filled with likes, and she even forgot that the man in front of her had seized her territory, palace, and ghost soldiers, and all she cared about was her beauty.

Enchanting and moving, the incomparably beautiful King Ina prostrate at the feet of the incarnate Shura King, she completely gave up the struggle, kneeling on the ground like a bird, such a delicate monster, if it is placed outside, I don't know how many ghost kings, the general is fascinated by her.

But this person knelt on the side of the bed, pinching the legs of the Shura King who was lying on the bed, pinching and hooking with his eyes, as if there was nothing, like the beauty of the gauze tent.

Looking at the entire ghost world, there are really not many ghost things that can escape such a beautiful thing.

But the demon Zhanpeng came from the human world, although the king of Ina was charming, but it was less than half of Shangguan Youyun's moving, back then, Shangguan Youyun accompanied him, it can be said that many means have been exhausted, tender, charming, and strong......

Mo Zhanpeng didn't make any waves, it wasn't that he was ruthless, but the roots of love had already been planted, and his heart couldn't tolerate others at all.

King Ina was rubbing and calculating, this person came from nowhere, and in a short period of time, he was able to establish himself as a king, and even became a prisoner of his subordinates.

I'm afraid it's because of the dark flame in his hand, the black dark flame, blooming in the deepest part of the earth flame, is beyond the reach of ordinary people, it is the creator of the legendary ghost world, and the dark phoenix is afraid that it is nothing more than that.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, the ghost world was not as prosperous as it is now, the thin air was completely invaded by the gray mist, basically unable to see, only the gray creatures survived, but the lifespan was extremely low, according to the Hades, these creatures in the ghost world were likely to die later.

Until one day, the mountain carrying the sacred flame fell from the sky, cutting through the gray fog that ran through the heavens and the earth, and the ghost world began to form.

The other five realms may have unexpectedly died creatures, and after they were inadvertently lost in the underworld, some of them will come here and live immortally.

Therefore, although there are very few living beings born in the ghost world, after 10,000 years of accumulation, a world can also be reproduced.

However, this world has endless dead air, after all, it seems depressed, the creatures of the ghost world, the only goal is to refine flesh and blood, one day, really as the legend says, climb the holy mountain, break through the past from the holy flame, and find a vibrant world.

When all this was known to Mo Zhanpeng, ten days had passed, and ten days had been constantly renovating the new ghost soldiers, these ghost soldiers were owned by King Ina, although he shattered his body and regrouped, Mo Zhanpeng was still afraid that King Ina would have any back.

He stayed in the tent all day long, personally implementing the method of branding, this busy, after a month, not because he did not work hard, but because the ghost soldiers of the king of Ina were too large, including the residents in the royal city, these can be turned into ghost soldiers in an instant, adding up to 400,000, what a terrifying number.

After renovating the last settlement, Mo Zhanpeng returned to the Ghost Palace, King Ina would never be caught like this, she must have some other plans.

Only then did he enter the main hall and untie his cloak. A person flashed next to her, it was Wu Na, her expression was moving, she was prostrate on the ground, and called: "Demon ......"

Before the words could be spoken, Mo Zhanpeng instantly made a move, pinched her throat with his big hand, and snorted coldly: "What did you say?" ”

The powerful momentum is that Wu Na can't stand it, she is frightened and anxious, and she asks for mercy again and again, seeing that Mo Zhanpeng still has no idea of letting go, she is shocked.

She doesn't see Mo Zhanpeng every day, but every time she finds a chance to see him, he is either drunk or playing with a group of ghost girls, and he looks like a lewd king.

However, his current appearance is very powerful, with a bloodthirsty taste, and a huge momentum, which is a few points bigger than the former lore pavilion master.

Thinking of his own task, and thinking of the fire poison in his body, he fought hard. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a cry: "Demon, I was wrong in the past, and I shouldn't have put my heart on you when I was wrong, so I would be jealous of Xue'er and do unforgivable things." But...... Demon, I've already died once, and I was sent here by that thing, God knows how much I suffered, if it wasn't for the fact that the ghost world couldn't die, I don't know how many times I died......"

The hand on the neck loosened for a moment.

Wu Na was overjoyed, and even burst into tears: "Demon, for the sake of me once helping you win the face of the pavilion master, give me a name, okay?" ……”

"You?" Mo Zhanpeng approached, his brown eyes were like a cold god's mansion, "Hmph, get out, don't let me say it a second time." ”

With a flick of his hand, he threw Wu Na on the ground and walked in without stepping in.

How could Wu Na lose the opportunity, she rushed over, hugged Mo Zhanpeng's leg tightly, and shouted: "If you don't let me stay by your side, just burn me to death with a palm of the Dark Flame, anyway, there is nothing to live in this ghost world." ”

She dragged Mo Zhanpeng's leg and choked there.

The surrounding guards quietly turned their heads away, they shouldn't look at such a scene, the dignity of King Shura should not be desecrated.

Mo Zhanpeng's eyes were cold, he leaned down and looked at Wu Na: "Do you really want to follow me?" ”

Wu Na nodded busily, her tearful face was really cute.

A dark guard couldn't help but poke his head over, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

This is your own death, but you can't rely on anyone. Mo Zhanpeng sighed in his heart, he originally wanted to let her go and let her retreat. He waved his hand: "Take her into the side hall and live with King Yin Na." ”

"Yes." The dark guard came up and pulled away the infatuated Wu Na.

Mo Zhanpeng did not delay, after this matter was dealt with, he hurriedly walked into the main hall and summoned a drop of blood from the leader of the dark guard.

"Did the people who went to check on Wu Na's experience come back?"

A drop of blood knelt on one knee: "My king, there has been some news that this woman appeared strangely, although her face is as beautiful as a flower, her ability is very low, later, the king of the east and the king of the north are all fighting for her, she has fought for three hundred and thirty days, and the king of the north won a move, and Wu Na was taken, and then after a month, I don't know why, the king of the north automatically sent Wu Na to the king of the east, and the words were very gentle, against the arrogant nature of the king of the north.

Then, in the realm of the East King, this woman was also quite courteous, and she was comparable to the ghost queen, but a year ago, for some reason, the East King expelled this woman and claimed that no force was allowed to interfere, and that this woman would be rewarded to the vast number of ghost soldiers.

The situation after that was very unbearable, this woman was sent back and forth by the ghost soldiers, and she was not at peace all day. ”

Mo Zhanpeng frowned slightly, his fingers rhythmically tapped the back of the chair, and after a while, he said, "After being expelled, can there be any special people to contact her?" ”

The head of the dark guard did not hide a drop of blood, and said directly: "I have had a lot of contact with this woman, and it is very difficult to see if it is too difficult to complete this task." ”

Mo Zhanpeng also knew that this was difficult for a strong man, so he waved his hand to let a drop of blood not mind, and ordered him to keep an eye on Wu Na and King Ina to see if there would be any special contact between the two.

Then the whole person fell into contemplation, and when he met Wu Na, he believed that it was no accident, for Wu Na, he knew too well, this woman was extremely thoughtful, and she was the best at drilling.

For the sake of power, you can use all your hands, including sacrificing yourself. To say that she was crazy about herself because of love, she would do something apostasy, and she didn't believe him if she beat him to death.

Between the King of the East, the King of the North, Wu Na, and perhaps the King of Ina, there must be something going on in secret. It's just that their appearance seems to have disrupted their plans.

What the hell is going on? The holy mountain is in the territory of the King of Ina, and the king of the east and the king of the north are all from the sacred fire, according to the king of Ina, do they want to return to the holy fire, or do they also want to find a way out of the ghost world like him?

The North King, the East King War, Wu Na was sent out, the attitude of the North King?

Is there a connection between these at all?

Until late at night, the gray dead air completely enveloped the ghost world.

Wu Na is still honest, she has not made any superfluous actions for more than a month, she is just a very humble existence, and she is also respectful to King Ina, and she does not dare to transgress in the slightest.

The king of Ina bathed, she handed the veil, the king of Ina ate, she stood on the side, the king of Ina danced, she admired one or two, and sometimes she would dance with the king of Ina, causing the palace of ghosts, all the guards were fascinated.

Even the blood guards in the dark guards also have one or two, who have committed the taboo of Demon Zhanpeng.

"Smack."

At this moment, the two blood guards fell to their knees, their bodies like sifting chaff.

Mo Zhanpeng hit the handrail hard, shaking his palms painfully, this blood guard is the soul of the dark guard, and it is a warrior who fought with him all the way, he didn't want to make a move, but at this very moment, he couldn't be careless.

"Alai, boy, are you really confused with me?" He didn't make a loud voice, but he covered the entire ghost hall.

All the attendants stopped what they were doing and looked in horror in the direction of the main hall.

Wu Na and King Ina glanced at each other, saw the horror in each other's eyes, looked away, and looked in the direction of the main hall.

"Alai, can you take it?" The voice was muffled.

The blood guard, who was kneeling a little higher on the ground, prostrate on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Serve." ”

Mo Zhanpeng grabbed the handrail, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at another small figure, like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Before he could speak, the little figure raised his head and said coldly, "I-no-obey." The voice shook the heavens and the earth, and it was even louder than Mo Zhanpeng's voice, and the dead air shrouded in the ghost hall was even more rushed by this energy, and it spread out for a few seconds, causing everyone to look sideways and exclaim.