"Hum~~"

A cluster of blue flames ignited from Xia Yang's hand and poured directly into the small jade seal, and in Zhu Ziming's frightened gaze, the phantom of the jade seal was good in the wind, and it was directly suspended in mid-air.

The six Yangwen characters of "Nine Old Immortal Capital Junyin" are so dazzling in Zhu Ziming's eyes at this moment, doesn't it mean that this is not driven by Maoshan Palm Sect? How can even a little Taoist priest who has not been awarded a basket be able to control it now, this is too foul!

I don't know that the person who fouled first is actually him, if he didn't use a firearm to intercept Xia Yang and them halfway, he wouldn't have made trouble to this point today, as the old saying goes, you can't afford to provoke, you can hide, but his arrogance made him lose his calm, so he came to this point.

"Zhu Ziming, obediently suffer death!"

Looking at the dull-eyed ghost prince, Xia Yang roared, only to see the projection of the jade seal suppressing the two ghosts like a mountain.

"Lord Wang! Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, you run away! ”

"Hum~~"

Zhao Hao, who had fallen into the rampant ghost realm, instantly burst out with a powerful force, and a black ghost aura was emanating from his body, and Zhao Hao's face was full of determination.

His strength has climbed to the realm of the great rampant when he activates the spell on his body, and he is only one line away from the ghost king, anyway, he is a dead person, and he is still more valuable than death, and he fights a way out for the prince.

"Zhao Hao, you!"

"Lord Wang, go quickly, don't let your subordinates die in vain!"

Under the rising ghost qi, Zhao Hao rushed headlong towards the huge jade seal.

"Boom~~"

In the dazzling light, the Nine Old Immortal Capital Junyin directly suppressed this "Great Rampant", but its phantom shadow was also much dimmer, and after pausing in mid-air, it continued to suppress it downward.

Zhu Ziming, who saw this scene, was stunned, but he knew that he was not the opponent of Maoshan at all, so now he had to flee from here.

"Ghost qi is a shield, protect my body!"

"Huh~~"

The majestic ghost qi poured out from Zhu Ziming's body, and directly gathered in mid-air to form a big shield, blocking between him and the jade seal phantom!

Seeing this scene, Xia Yang was a little puzzled, but continued to look at Zhu Ziming's seal, and Qingyangzi on the side instantly came to his senses.

"Poor! Stop him, he's pinching the reverse soul lure! ”

The Soul Attraction Decision can lure the ghost back across thousands of miles, but the reverse Soul Attraction Decision can make the ghost teleport to the ghost that left the Soul Attraction Spell, and now Zhu Ziming uses the Reverse Soul Attraction Decision to escape.

"Yes, Master!"

In the summer, the fire in Yang's body surged, and the fire in his hand instantly became much stronger, and the jade seal phantom also condensed a lot, and the shield condensed by ghost qi collapsed inch by inch, but at this moment, Zhu Ziming's entire set of magic decisions had been all played.

"Hum~~"

The space began to distort, an invisible force pulling him towards another world.

"Boom~~"

The overwhelmed ghost qi shield directly exploded into countless pieces, and the jade seal phantom seemed to be about to hit Zhu Ziming, who had not yet left, in the next moment.

Is this the end of 500 years of ghost birth?

Scenes from the past appeared in Zhu Ziming's mind, the first two hundred years after turning into a ghost cultivator and hiding in Tibet, the last two hundred years when his strength skyrocketed to achieve the power of the Ghost King's Mansion, and the last hundred years when he broke through the Ghost King's cultivation.

Five hundred spring and autumn seasons, hundreds of thousands of days and nights before he has today's achievements, his great cause has just begun, he can't fall here!

Thinking of this, Zhu Ziming's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, as long as he could live, he was willing to pay any price.

"Hum~~"

A black flame rose out of thin air, blocking between Zhu Ziming and the Jade Seal Phantom, for some reason, this flame gave Xia Yang an illusion, as if as long as he touched a little, he would die and turn into a pile of dry bones.

Sacrificing a soul and a soul, burning for two hundred years, this black flame burns Zhu Ziming's "life", but he can't escape at all without paying such a price.

Just like Zhao Hao said just now, he left Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, and he spent 500 years cultivating the ghost king that people can only cultivate for thousands of years, as long as he can escape this catastrophe, he will go to Maoshan to destroy his full door one day, and completely break the inheritance of thousands of years.

At the last moment before leaving, Zhu Ziming looked at Xia Yang who was holding the seal in his hand, the culprit who caused all this, and his extremely indifferent gaze pierced the depths of Xia Yang's soul.

Someday he will come back, and the first thing he will do when he comes back is to kill this wingman.

The black flames dissipated, and the phantom of the jade seal that lost its target disappeared directly in mid-air, Xia Yang knelt on the ground straight, forcibly urging the Nine Old Immortal Du Jun Seal to exhaust the last bit of strength in his body, and he could only watch Zhu Ziming escape into the void.

At this moment, in a room in the city of the underworld, Feng Siniang was taking a bath, only to see a spell on the back of her pink neck instantly lit up, the space was distorted, and Zhu Ziming's figure slowly walked out of it, but he collapsed to the ground without taking two steps.

After two hundred years of Taoism, Zhu Ziming has completely fallen into the Ghost King Realm, and now he only has the strength of the Great Rampant left.

"Lord Wang, why are you here?"

Seeing Zhu Ziming suddenly appear, Feng Siniang exclaimed, didn't care about putting on her clothes, stepped out of the bathtub directly, and helped Zhu Ziming up.

"This king fell for the conspiracy of the Taoist priests in Maoshan, and the head of Zhao also died, so the plan has changed, and this king came in advance."

Running mana to suppress the injury, Zhu Ziming opened his mouth to explain that in his plan, plotting to seize the Dead City was the second step, and with the Yin Soul Spell on Feng Siniang's body, he could teleport all his subordinates to the Dead City first.

As the existence of the Ghost King Realm, Zhu Ziming should have waited for the situation in the city to be completely controlled by his subordinates, but now he had to come down in advance.

But that's okay, his current strength has fallen into the realm of the Ghost King, and those big people in the underworld can't notice his existence anymore, as long as he can cultivate in the city of vain for a year and a half, his great cause is still profitable.

"Brother Zhao is dead? The subordinates are so sad! ”

Hearing Zhu Ziming's story, Feng Siniang pretended to cry a few words, hugged Zhu Ziming's shoulders with both hands, and a pair of firmness on her chest went up without a trace, although she was very grateful to Zhao Hao for recommending her to Yinsi, but a female cousin is a female cousin after all, and pleasing the master at this moment is the most important thing.

"Put away your suit for this king, put on your clothes and talk well, what is the situation in the city now?"

Zhu Ziming shook his shoulders and directly shook off Feng Siniang's hands, how could a shrewd person like him not see Feng Siniang's little Jiujiu, and wanted to tempt him with female sex, his Taoism was a little shallow, he was only interested in the current situation in the city of vain death now.

Seeing that her master didn't eat this set, Feng Siniang changed her coquettish just now, put on her clothes and introduced it honestly.