Chapter Fifty-Nine: Young Emperor Jianxi, please forget! (55)

"The god of the falling abyss, and you can see the ghost king who is so down-and-out that you want?!"

Si Mo smiled mockingly, turned around to face the Ghost King, and his voice was full of mockery. But he still relentlessly sent a message to Shen Ye:

"Tiansun, this palace has already notified the Heavenly Court by the Si Ming Xingjun, and at this time a formation is being arranged to fight against the Ghost Monarch Breaking the Bell, if you are lucky enough to be able to stop it for a while, please also ask the Heavenly Sun to join the Heavenly Soldiers who came to support to reseal the Ghost Monarch!"

After saying this, Si Mo pushed back with one hand, and Shen Ye followed her thrust away from the Ghost King's line of sight.

"You girl doll is not very old, and her tone is not small! Since the abyss turtle is reluctant to come out, then Benjun will take your sacrificial flag first! Ha ha!! ”

As he spoke, the Ghost Monarch's entire face shrank suddenly, and then the hard shell of the Sleepy Spirit Bell gradually turned into a white-faced man in black armor like a malleable clay.

This man does not look vicious, and even continues to be feminine. Perhaps because he had been enclosed in the bell for many years, his face was extremely pale, not only was there no blood, but he even had a cyan color that only belonged to the Nine Shadows.

“……”

Si Mo looked at the white and weak scholar in front of him, there was no way to connect him with the ghost monarch who almost destroyed the Heavenly Clan, and he couldn't even connect him with the man who was smiling and seemed to have the world under control.

"What? Look at Benjun looking stupid? A hint of a smile appeared on the ghost king's face, and then, as if he was convulsed, he suddenly burst out laughing:

"Hahaha! Benjun's skin was known as the first weak scholar in the sky and on the earth! Hahahaha! Zihua! You didn't expect that the position of the ghost monarch would be given to this gentleman, right? Hahaha!! ”

"Since you want to kill me, you must let me understand one thing, for so many years, since you have been trapped in this trapped spirit bell, how did you make great progress in cultivation?"

Si Mo tilted her head, but her fingers kept flying in her big sleeves, and the lake under her feet was wrinkled by the wind, waving one by one.

"Haha, Benjun can't cultivate, Benjun still has a son, a daughter, and subordinates!! Haha, Benjun is trapped here, and he can only ask others to help him cultivate, and then get it back! ”

As if because no one had spoken to him for many years, the ghost monarch was particularly talkative at this time, he looked at the little fairy in front of him with a white cloth blindfold, and his laughter became more and more happy:

"You smell so familiar!! It's very similar to the leader of the Celestial Clan who was used by Benjun to sacrifice the bell back then! The soul of the Celestial Clan, the taste is sweet!! ”

As he spoke, he licked his pale bloodless lips with his deep tongue, instantly lining his feminine face with a little hideous.

As soon as his words fell, Si Mo only felt a huge sadness coming from this body, obviously it was the feelings of the original owner, this ghost monarch was worthy of cultivating ghost power, and he was extremely sensitive to the induction of human souls.

Si Mo only trembled slightly, and he laughed louder: "Haha, little Xian'e, that's your father, right?" Unexpectedly, just 70,000 years have passed, and Benjun will be able to taste the soul of the immortal clan again!! ”

"Ghost King! Do you think that this palace really can't do anything about you?! ”

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Si Mo sneered and raised his hands that were pinching, and shouted in a low voice: "Get up!" ”

In an instant, ten thousand rays of silver light rose from the still rippling surface of the water, and these silver rays were like sharp swords, suddenly rising from the soles of their feet, and their tips reflected ten thousand seven-colored rays of light under the illumination of the sun.

"Humph! Insect carving skills! ”