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"Netherworld Ghost King, isn't that the Martial King? How can you fight this? Escape, you must flee quickly!"

After hearing the words of the Netherworld Ghost King, someone immediately reacted, spread their feet and fled towards the outside of the square.

So, under the leadership of the well-intentioned people, some * warriors also changed color, and fled with the crowd, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"Stand, everybody, all stand still!"

Li Xiwei on the high platform was immediately anxious when he saw this scene, and immediately let go of his voice and shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone is indeed the Netherworld Ghost King of the Evil Corpse Sect, but it is not his deity, but just a wisp of ghost, we still have so many Heavenly Martial Realm masters on the scene, he can't help our ......"

"What? It's not the deity?"

"With such a terrifying momentum pressed down, how can it not be the deity?"

"Cut, didn't you hear that it's the Ghost King? That's the equivalent of the existence of the Martial King, even if it's just a wisp of ghosts, what's so strange about the huge momentum?"

Some of the people who were fleeing out couldn't help but stop again after hearing Li Xiwei's energetic cheers.

"If it's just a wisp of ghost coming here, no matter how powerful the Martial King is, with so many Heavenly Martial Realm Grand Masters on the scene, he really can't help us, right?!"

Although the legendary Martial King is separated from their realm by the abyss, most of the people who dare to come here today are bold and crazy people.

was already holding the mentality of fishing in troubled waters, if he was really scared away by a wisp of the ghost of the Martial King, wouldn't it be a joke when it was spread out?

"Hahaha! Li Xiwei, even if this ancestor is just a wisp of spirit, killing you is like killing a chicken!" In the sky, the red clouds gradually condensed into a huge human face, and the blurred facial features gave people great pressure.

"Oh, Evil Corpse Ancestor, if that's the case, why don't you come down and kill him?"

Li Xiwei looked at the sky, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, "If it is the predecessor of the Ghost King who is here today, then it is impossible to say, Xiwei immediately turned around and left, but Ancestor, you just rushed to a wisp of ghosts, and you want to suppress all of us, are you deceiving the heroes of the world?"

"Hahaha, Li Xiwei, you junior, just keep your mouth, this ancestor will let you know that everyone's death today is all your fault, hahaha!"

The Evil Corpse Ancestor burst into a wild laugh again, and before the laughter fell, his big red face suddenly flashed, and before everyone could react, endless blood-colored thin lines like rain descended straight down.

The thin thread seems to have eyes, and almost every day after the thin thread falls, it is precisely inserted into the top of a warrior's head. ，

"Ahh

"No! I don't want to die!"

"Ahh!!h

Suddenly, endless and terrible screams were heard.

However, whoever was mixed with the thin line, no matter whether it was cultivated to the Earth Martial Realm or the Xuanwu Realm, the entire body quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all the flesh and blood essence had been drained away, leaving only a skin-covered skeleton, and then shattered and fell to the ground with a "click".

At the same time, as the essence of the flesh and blood of the endless warriors was drained away by the thin red line, the face of the ghost king, which was still a little vague in the sky, gradually became clearer, and even the huge momentum covering the square became more and more powerful and terrifying.

"Sect Master ......"

I don't know if it's a coincidence or deliberately, among the five, only Tu Yousen and Bai Bingqing were stabbed into the brain with red silk threads one after another, while Ling Zhiluo, Yan and Wu Daiyan were intact.

"The host ......"

Surrounded by everything terrifying, especially the look of despair in the eyes of Yousen and Bai Bingqing, Wu Daiyan trembled all over, "Let's go quickly, this is the unique skill of the Evil Corpse Ancestor, the Great Law of the Soul Dementor, and he strengthens his soul by absorbing the essence blood of martial artists."

It's just the beginning now, if he absorbs enough martial arts flesh and blood, I'm afraid that those Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses on the scene may not be able to stop him......"

"Sect Master ......"

Hearing that Wu Daiyan just said that he wanted to leave, but did not say that he wanted to save people, the two of them were even more anxious towards Ling Zhi Almost at the same moment, their faces continued to turn pale, and their bodies shrank sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If this is allowed to happen, it won't be too long, and after a maximum of three or five breaths, both of them will have to finish playing.

"Let's go?"

Ling Zhi's eyes froze, he didn't even think about it, he raised his feet and walked towards the two of them.

"Lingzhi!"

Luo Yan suddenly grabbed Ling Zhi's arm, and a touch of resoluteness flashed on her beautiful face, "Don't go!"

"Let me try!"

Ling Zhi shook his head suddenly, and without waiting for Luo Yan to continue to say words to stop, the weak water flow cloud step by step was running rapidly, staggering Luo Yan's delicate body, and came straight to the front of Tu Yousen and Bai Bingqing.

At this moment, the condition of the two of them is getting worse and worse, their bodies are almost one-third emaciated, their snorts are almost none, and their consciousness has already become chaotic as the essence and blood of their bodies are stripped away.

"Brute!"

Ling Zhi's face was gloomy and terrifying, and without hesitation, he directly stretched out his two palms and pinched the thin red line on the top of their heads.

Laugh at!

Just as his palm was almost close to the two thin red lines, the thin lines seemed to come to life, and they actually left the top of Tu Yousen and Bai Bingqing's heads directly, merged into one strand, and quickly inserted towards the temples on the top of his head!

"Look for death!"

Ling Zhi's face turned cold, and the blood-drinking madness knife was instantly sacrificed, and the thin line that flew in was slashed out.

Broken Soldiers!

A stream of crimson swords broke out, carrying endless might, and slashed at the weak point of the thin line for the first time.

However, what was unexpected was that the thin line that was struck by the red sword only stopped slightly, and at an increasingly rapid speed, it went straight through the heavy barrier of the sword, and then pierced into Ling Zhi's temple at lightning speed.

"Ahh

Ling Zhi's eyes widened, and he blurted out a loud shout, and Luo Yan was even more shocked and trembled, "Ling Zhi, you wait for me!" turned around and flew towards the sky.

Different from the way of thinking of ordinary people, in the face of Ling Zhi's near-death situation, Luo Yan did not rush over to cry or say some nonsense of concern and worry like an ordinary woman, but first analyzed the source of the possible solution to Ling Zhi's crisis.

Since everything is the fault of the big face in the sky, does that mean that as long as the big face is eliminated, Ling Zhi will be spared?

"Come back!"

At this time, Ling Zhi, who had opened his eyes wide and looked in pain, suddenly shouted at Luo Yan, "You are not allowed to go!"

Luo Yan's delicate body trembled, and suddenly looked back, "I ......"

"I'm fine!"

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ling Zhi's mouth, and he beckoned to Luo Yan, "Come back quickly, I'm really fine!"

Not only did Luo Yan not believe it, but Wu Daiyan and Bai Bingqing, who had just improved a little, were all surprised.

Especially the two who escaped death, there are only Mori Bai Bingqing, and the feeling of vitality just now is fading and I am afraid that I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

However, now, the sect master is taking the blame for them, and now the red silk thread is still well inserted in his temple, how can it be okay?

But soon, they realized that what Ling Zhi said seemed to be true.

Because from the thin red line into the door of the brain, it has been about ten breaths now.

Except for the fact that Ling Zhi frowned at the beginning and his face was a little hideous, he didn't even have any abnormality.

In fact, Ling Zhi was indeed fine, even the painful howl before was subconsciously caused by him thinking that he was catching a cold.

But just after that cry of pain, he realized that he didn't seem to feel any discomfort.

Not only did he not show any signs of half of his life force being drained away, but he felt that one after another pure soul power was constantly being passed into his body, making his cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Devouring Heaven Sutra more and more mellow.

Although it was still unable to break through the shackles of the power of the Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Dragon Elephants, the strength of the body, such as nerve reflexes, cell strength, etc., had been completely enhanced.

He even had the illusion that if he allowed the red thread to continue to send soul power into his body, he didn't know if the Dragon Elephant Devouring Heaven Sutra would be able to break through the shackles, but his body would definitely be strengthened to be able to be slashed by the ground soldiers.

"No...... right"

Ling Zhi is also a human being in two lives, and his experience and insight can be described as extraordinary.

This kind of other people are fatal, but he is a thin red line that "sends warmth", and he has guessed some reasons why this is so.

First, the Dragon Elephant Swallowing Heaven Sutra that he practiced by himself is so high that even the former chariot driver does not know it, but one thing can be clear, if it comes to the aspects of "sucking" and "soul power", the Dragon Elephant Swallowing Heaven Sutra ranks second, but I am afraid that there is no exercise in the world that dares to rank first.

Although the Netherworld Ghost King has a high realm, after all, he only came from a wisp of spirit, and he was essentially restrained by Ling Zhi, and the soul dementorship method he cast, the grade was definitely not as strong as the strength of his own dragon elephant devouring soul power.

The second point, and at the same time the most important, point.

The monks on the scene were only afraid of tens of thousands of people, and the Netherworld Ghost King's Soul Dementor Dharma was issued in front of almost everyone at the same time, and occasionally they had to take into account some powerful Heavenly Martial Realm or Earth Martial Realm Great Perfection Martial Artists. The specific strength allocated to him is naturally not much.

It was precisely after understanding these that Ling Zhi would recklessly absorb the pure soul power from that red line to replenish himself.

But he misses a truth.

The reason why Red Line can't help him now, but instead sends warmth, is mostly because other people share the attention of the Nether Ghost King. If he continues to plunder the "nutrients" that the red thread takes from other people, sooner or later he will be discovered. At that time, even if the other party is just a wisp of spirit, Ling Zhi's fate is still terrible.

"Don't you do it yet?!Do you want to wait for this old ghost to absorb the essence of the martial artist, and then finish it together?"

On the high platform, those Tianwu Realm masters who were watching coldly on the Li Xiwei field had extremely blue faces.

The Netherworld Ghost King will dementor the Great Law, and he has known this for a long time. And with the masters he brought from the headquarters, it may not be impossible to stop the old ghost, or even kill the old ghost's spirit.

But at the crux of the matter, in addition to the dozen or so Heavenly Martial Realm masters in Ye Gucheng, there were also more than thirty other heaven-level masters from various forces in the square.

If he really used the power of Ye Gucheng to fight against the ghost king, even if he won miserably at that time, wouldn't he be a wedding dress for others under the watchful eye of all the tigers?

"Hehe, Li Xiwei, you don't need to bluff people, with your Ye Gucheng's strength, I don't believe you can't deal with that old ghost!"

Offstage, an old man from the Tianwu Realm sneered at Li Xiwei and laughed loudly.

"Shameless!"

Li Xiwei hated it in his heart, but before he could speak, there was a sudden explosion in the sky, and he saw that the blurred big face was constantly changing, and finally slowly transformed into a burly giant.

The giant man's hair was all open, his muscles were knotted, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of pale red light, which was very dazzling, especially the two hollow pupils, like the scorching sun in the sky, releasing a dazzling light.

"Hahaha, no one here today is allowed to leave!"

The Evil Corpse Ancestor laughed loudly, and the laughter came out, directly turning into terrifying sound waves, smashing out one blood-colored pit after another in the dense crowd of people in the square, "Hand over the Golden Origin Bead, otherwise, the Ancestor wants you all to die!"

"The transformation of the ghost is the rhythm of the Soul Dementor Law that is almost completed, do you still have to wait?"