The door closed slowly, and Shen Zhifeng didn't even give the ghost king a roll of his eyes.

Take things as they come.

Shen Zhifeng comforted himself like this, and turned to look behind him. It was a white expanse, and there were no figures like those who had just been found. Her face was gloomy, as if someone else owed a lot of money.

She actually sulked in her heart, why every time she was about to defeat a difficult enemy, she would always be thrown into an inexplicable illusion, and she would be forced to watch a piece of what the god of Pengyu had done in the past.

This has become a kind of law, making Shen Zhifeng wonder if he has entered the world of the script, and every step is carried out according to the setting.

There is no change at all around, and there is no view in the white expanse. She wondered, could it be that she had seen through this illusion, so there would be nothing more at all?

In the midst of cranky thoughts, the white mist gradually dissipated. When she looked up, she saw the gate of the ghost realm of the Nether Capital appearing in front of her.

At this moment, the god of Pengyu, who was dressed in a white robe, barely supported his body with the Red Feather Sword, and there were many traces of being cut by a sharp blade on his body.

Not far away stood the Ghost King, whose clothes had been cut through several cuts, and blood was constantly oozing downward. He stared at Peng Yu Divine wearily, his eyes full of murderous aura. His hands drooped, and the red blades glowed bloodthirsty.

Peng Yu adjusted his breathing, and said weakly: "Why are you unwilling to join Heavenly Court?"

"That's a nice thing to say, but in fact, you just want the ghost world of the ghost capital to become under the rule of Heavenly Court!" the ghost king sneered at the god of Peng Yu and said, "Just because I don't belong to the Three Realms, you want to accept me?"

The ghost realm of the ghost capital is indeed independent of the Three Realms, but because it is in a relatively special location, it is a place where both the Demon Realm and the Heavenly Court want to fight.

At that time, there was a saying in the Three Realms that those who got the ghost realm of the ghost capital got the Three Realms.

The selfishness in this is self-evident, and the god of Pengyu frowned slightly and did not answer.

The ghost king unwillingly lifted the blade in his hand again, like an arrow off the string, and pounced straight at the god of Pengyu!

Peng Yu Shangshen subconsciously dodged and dodged, but she never thought that the ghost king suddenly changed the direction of attack when he brushed her side, and the sharp blade in his hand slashed towards Peng Yu's throat!

She was a little flustered, and subconsciously used the Red Feather Sword to resist.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the Akabane Sword collided with the blade, emitting a blinding light. The Ghost King wanted to launch the next round of attacks, but Peng Yu Shangshen suddenly threw a spirit rune and stuck it on his forehead.

Ordinary spirit runes didn't have any effect on him, and he didn't care about gathering strength to break free of the spirit runes. The power wrapped around the spirit rune, and instead of disintegrating its power, it directly turned into a shackle and directly entered his body, blocking his power at once!

The Ghost King realized that something was wrong and tried to use his strength, but he didn't expect that he couldn't use it at all! He widened his eyes and roared angrily: "You, what kind of evil and crooked spell is this?!"

The corners of Peng Yu's mouth hooked up a smug smile, and said: "This spirit rune usually has no effect, but when you attack innocent people, it will create a seal, sealing most of your power. ”

"You're so despicable!" the Ghost King roared angrily and was about to pounce again, but he didn't expect the seal in his body to be unlocked in an instant, pressing his whole body in place!

The god of Pengyu, who used a lot of spiritual power, didn't have any extra strength, so he casually found a place to sit down, used his spiritual power to adjust his internal breath, and completely ignored the curses of the ghost king on the ground.

Shen Zhifeng was looking at the black lines on the side, but he didn't expect that Pengyu Shangshen was actually such an "offended" ghost king.

At this moment, a cloud of black gas floated not far away and stopped in front of the Ghost King. Immediately afterward, the Hades King looked down at him proudly in a long black robe, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The ghost king frowned: "What are you doing with this defeated general?"

The Hades King was not angry, but took out a piece of paper full of words and handed it over, and said lightly: "The emperor asked me to be in charge of your ghost realm, so sign the agreement." ”

"Dream!" the Ghost King closed his eyes.

The Hades squatted down and put the paper in front of his eyes, his jet-black hair hanging down on his tattered golden robe, and threatened, "If you refuse to sign it, the ghost world of the Netherworld will be completely destroyed today!"

The Ghost King raised his head, gritting his teeth with hatred on his face. Looking at the treaty above, his fingers trembled, and he hesitated to sign it.

Not far away, the god of Pengyu was still operating his spiritual power, and he didn't know what was going on here.

Hades' fingers drew a circle in the air, aiming at the gate behind the Ghost King, as if preparing to attack.

Thinking that the ghost realm of the ghost capital that he had been operating for hundreds of years was about to be destroyed, he really couldn't bear it. Clenching his fists, he finally sighed deeply and signed his name as if he had thrown in the towel.

Hades proudly put away the white paper, looked at the names written in blood on it, and sneered and turned into black smoke and disappeared again.

At the same time, the Ghost King felt his body be suddenly dragged into the gate behind him.

After signing the agreement, he will never be able to get out of the ghost realm of the hidden capital, be accompanied by lonely souls and wild ghosts, and obey the dispatch of heaven and the underworld. Without freedom, it's like a puppet being manipulated.

The picture gradually dissipated, leaving only the ghost king who was holding a wine jug and drinking, staring at Shen Zhifeng. There is an aura of loneliness around him, and no matter how many ghosts accompany him, he will not change.

Shen Zhifeng always felt as if he had seen this appearance somewhere, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

After a long while, the Ghost King handed her the flask and said, "Would you like to have a drink?"

"I don't drink. Shen Zhifeng coldly refused.

The Ghost King sneered: "Actually, you are the same kind of person as me. ”

Shen Zhifeng said expressionlessly: "I'm different from you, I have someone to accompany me, and I'm free." ”

"Are you really free?" the Ghost King suddenly showed a mocking smile, "If that's really the case, why are you still entangled in the relationship with a Taoist priest?"

Shen Zhifeng's face became gloomy, and he said with some anger: "You peep at me?"

"Lao Tzu is not in the mood to care about you. The Ghost King rolled his eyes and said, "That's what the Hades King told me. He asked me to put a barrier in the way for you to give up the idea of falling in love. I didn't have time to put obstacles in the way for you, and the two of you increased your relationship, but it's a pity ......"

It can be seen from the tacit cooperation of the two of them that they should not be frightened by a little obstacle.

Shen Zhifeng originally had a straight face, but when he thought of Xue Jue's confession to himself, he actually showed a shy smile. She covered her face with one hand and chuckled, "Actually, there is no deeper ......"

"You ......" the Ghost King rolled his eyes again, "What the hell are you shy, I'm not complimenting you!"

Shen Zhifeng came back to his senses at this time, put away his expression, and said, "Now that I am not confused by you, can I get out of here?"

"Of course not. The Ghost King persistently handed over the wine, "This is the obstacle I have set up for you, as long as you drink the wine, you will face a choice." As long as you make the right choice, you can get out of here. ”

"What if it's not right?" Shen Zhifeng always felt that with his luck, he would definitely make the wrong choice.

The Ghost King sneered: "Trapped here forever." ”