338.Chapter 338: The Ghost King

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"What does it mean to be artificial?" Fang Rong pricked up her ears. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Artificial - is the use of sorcery to forcibly transform living people, or dead bodies, into zombies and skeletons. Or drain your soul and turn into a ghost. ”

"Tianwei -- under some kind of coincidence, many corpses have not been properly buried and burned. Thus the corpse wilderness...... Over time, it will convert itself. ”

"The man-made ghost clan is dull, sluggish, and doesn't have too many thoughts, just a tool for killing. The ghost clan of Tianwei has wisdom and can cultivate on their own. The strength is no less than our martial cultivation!"

Yun Tianyang explained.

No one knows.

The second master of the Wraith Hall is a 10,000-year-old zombie. Millions of years ago, he had already reached the realm of the Ten Directions War Emperor...... Now, my strength is probably becoming more and more terrifying! Yun Tianyang said secretly in his heart.

"So, is the ghost clan in this mine man-made?or is it heavenly?" Wang Meng hurriedly asked.

Whoa!

As soon as the words fell, two cold arrows were already shooting from the depths of the mine. It was even more carried by a terrifying wind, and in an instant, it was blasted in front of you. The night pearl that was held in the hands of Fang Rong and Wang Meng suddenly burst open, turning into a cloud of smoke, and the cold arrow continued unabated, sticking to the ears of the two, swept fiercely, and nailed to the stone wall. The tail of the arrow trembled slowly.

In an instant, the mine was plunged into darkness.

"Go!"

Yun Tianyang reacted, threw his right hand, and a ball of flames quickly came out of his hand, levitating above everyone's heads.

Immediately, the light returned.

"Lingfeng Weibu"!

Yun Tian raised the soles of his feet and swept out quickly. With a terrifying wind, it quickly pressed towards the corner. But I saw two skeletons, hiding in the dark. He was holding a bone bow and arrow, and his sunken eyes flashed with cold flames.

Scold!

The snake scale knife suddenly pulled out, grabbed a knife flower, and stabbed directly into the eye socket of one of the skeletons that were about to attack. On the blade, the powerful force directly knocked it upside down and flew out, nailing it to the wall. With a twist of the blade, it shattered the skull's head. Suddenly, the soul fire dissipated.

Another skeleton was about to run away. However, Yun Tianyang's fist had already immediately followed, hitting the back of its head. With a muffled thud, the skeleton fell to the ground, and its bones turned to powder!

"These ghost clans are heavenly!"

Yun Tianyang's eyes narrowed slightly. "I'm afraid, I'm in trouble!"

"Why?"

Wang Meng hurriedly asked.

Yun Tianyang shook his head slowly, and did not explain, but motioned for everyone to move on.

After all.

That's just his guess.

To know.

The ghost clan of Tianwei has its own thoughts and opinions. In fact, there is not much difference with the Terrans. Moreover, when they increase their strength, they are even more simple and rude--killing! The ghost clan of Tianwei has soul fire in their bodies. Constant killing, constantly devouring the soul fire of the same kind. Or, to kill. Devouring the breath of life of the other party...... You will become stronger and stronger. According to Yun Tianyang's judgment, in this mine, I am afraid that there will be a 'ghost king'!

Really.

When he took a certain step, he immediately felt that he had stepped into the aura of the 'Ghost King'.

Roar!

Immediately, a dull and forbearant roar suddenly rang out. Immediately, it was suddenly lifted in a puff of dust. The infinite wind, mixed with dust and stones, frantically collided towards the three of them. The flames in Yun Tianyang's hands were even more crooked.

Rumble!

Yun Tianyang's right hand churned, and the flame in his palm burned more and more violently. At the same time, the aura in his body also emanated at the same time. Immediately, an invisible wall of qi quickly emanated, turning into a transparent barrier, blocking the center of the three of them. The stones that came from the roll crackled on it, making a rapid and piercing sound.

Hey?

Inside the mine, there was a sound of confusion.

Immediately, the wind stopped.

Saw.

A tall 'ghost king' who reached three meters and was shrouded in a cloak walked slowly. With every step, the heavy soles of the feet trampled on the ground with a frantic turmoil. Lifting your foot, the ground left a deep footprint.

The other person looked up.

Whew――

Fang Rong and Wang Meng gasped.

Yun Tianyang also frowned slightly.

But see.

This is a man.

The face, however, is half whole, half rotten. The complete half, you can still vaguely see his former appearance. The rotten half was left with only the bones of Mori Bai. The fire of the soul kept jumping in the eye sockets.

"I thought it was some spirit beast that broke into my mine, but I didn't expect it to be three humans!" the Ghost King chuckled. The sound was like a terrible moan from a dead tree rubbing. "I haven't eaten human flesh in this mine, and for more than 70 years. I didn't expect someone to send it to the door!"

"Eat your grandpa, dream!"

Wang Meng let out a roar, raised a huge copper hammer, and smashed away wildly.

"Don't!"

Yun Tianyang hurriedly said.

But, it's too late. The huge copper hammer, on the body of the ghost king, emitted an incomparably terrifying dull sound. It's like smashing on top of a piece of steel...... The Ghost King remained motionless. However, the terrifying anti-shock force poured into Wang Meng's body along the copper hammer.

Suddenly, he screamed and fell more than ten meters. Although he could barely get up, the tiger's mouth had cracked, his arms were numb, and he couldn't fight anymore.

"Stand back!"

Yun Tianyang motioned for Fang Rong to retreat.

This ghost king.

Not ordinary!

Tear pull-

Suddenly.

I just saw that the ghost king's body suddenly turned. Immediately, there was a sound of fabric tearing. The black cloak that shrouded the ghost king's body all fell off. At this moment, not only Fang Rong and Wang Meng widened their eyes, but even Yun Tianyang's heart jumped. But I saw this ghost king. He was dressed in heavy and terrifying stone armor...... Each piece of this stone armor is the thickness of a palm. Each piece has hundreds of catties. Moreover, Wang Meng used all his strength to hammer before, but he was not able to leave any traces on the stone armor!

"Boy, I'll take you first!"

The Ghost King sneered.

Although he was wearing tens of thousands of pounds of stone armor, his movements were not sluggish or slow. The huge right hand, madness swept in. The palm of the hand is bigger than a fan. It should be - can easily crush a human head.

This palm is even more whistling with the wind. Suddenly, Fang Rong and Wang Meng, who were originally standing in the distance, were blown out ten meters away.

"Yun Shao, be careful!"

Fang Rong shouted.

Rise!

Yun Tianyang was already on tiptoe before Fang Rong's words fell.

"Lingfeng Weibu"!

In an instant, the volley swept six or seven meters into the air. His body is as dexterous as a bird's nest. It was at this moment that he floated through the air and stepped on the right hand blasted out by the Ghost King. In the next second, he rushed out and approached the body of the ghost king crazily!

"Extinguishing the Sword"!

Scold!

There was a messy, but incomparably sharp sword, almost grazing against the body of the ghost king. I only heard the sound of knives entering the flesh. By the time Fang Rong came back to his senses, Yun Tianyang had already passed by the Ghost King.

In the next second, a shocking scene appeared!

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