The old ghost walking quietly in the wind was wearing a gray, ragged cloth robe, and his back was rickety. He wore a broken chain of white bones on each of his hands and feet, a few sparse white hairs grew on his head, and his face was like a skeleton, and the flesh of his face was dried and stuck tightly to the bones. His eyes were pale, without a hint of variegation.

Just looking at this face is enough to make people feel creepy, he is like a dried corpse crawling out of a grave.

"Senior-" Yu Feng, with a sad and frightened expression, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, hung the sword body upside down, clenched his fists, and was stopped just when he wanted to speak.

"Your surname is Yu?" the old ghost still walked over unhurriedly, and the chains on his hands and feet came with a rattling sound.

"Down there is the son of Emperor Yu Xiao of Zhenbei Kingdom, Yu Feng!" Yu Feng said respectfully.

"When I died, he was still nursing. The old ghost opened his mouth and said, "Brother, is he okay?"

Yu Feng's mind spun rapidly, thinking about the old ghost's words very quickly, and then, he remembered the head of the Zhenbei Imperial Beast Hall who died more than forty years ago, and was also the second ancestor of their Yu clan, and then immediately bowed in the air and said, "Great grandson, meet the second ancestor emperor." Grandfather, his body, is still safe and sound. ”

"Okay?" said the old ghost, sneering and revealing a shriveled black tongue in his mouth, "He died before me!

Yu Feng was shocked, looking up at the old ghost in shock, and there was a confusion in his heart.

"He's going to suck the girl's cold breath every day, right?" the old ghost walked over as he spoke. Ye Qingcheng was not in a hurry, he carried the broken sword on his shoulder with one hand, stroked Lihuo's head with the other, and stood in the air for them to speak.

"Not bad. Yu Feng replied respectfully.

"Seventy years ago, I killed him with my own hands and took the position of head of the house, and I buried him with my own hands. The old ghost's hoarse, shrill voice was mixed with some desolate aura, and he said, "Later, he crawled out of the grave and turned me into this form, and exiled me to this ghost place. However, I don't hold a grudge against him, after all, we are brothers, and besides, we are all dead. ”

Although this passage is short, it is full of a little-known history of the royal family's seizure of power, including Yu Feng, who does not know. The strange thing is that it is two dead people fighting for power. What's even more bizarre is that the two dead people are still "alive" now.

"He once said that when the sword is returned, it will be the day when our brothers recognize each other. The old ghost sighed, then looked up at Yu Feng.

Yu Feng immediately flew forward, holding the Yin Emperor Sword in both hands, bowed down and said, "The Ancestral Emperor did let his great-grandson return the sword. ”

The scales on the Extreme Emperor Sword trembled, and then calmed down, and it seemed to become docile. However, at the moment when the old ghost stretched out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, a grotesque scene appeared.

I saw that he stretched out his hand that was as dry as a decaying branch, grabbed the hilt of the Yin Emperor Sword, and the ragged gray robe and shriveled flesh on his body instantly collapsed, exploded, and flew out, turning into a cloud of turbid black smoke, enveloping him.

Ye Qingcheng stared at the black smoke calmly, and the thunder nest above his head was still swaying with thunder.

After a while, when the black turbid smoke gradually dissipated, a majestic and gloomy figure stood in the cold wind. A pitch-black skeleton, wearing a dark red imperial robe on his body, with a golden crown between his sparse white hair, the white bone chains on his hands and feet were shattered and disappeared, and the Yin Emperor Sword was held in front of him, he calmly looked at Yu Feng with the turbid red yin light in the skeleton's eye sockets, and said: "My Yu clan royal family has established Zhenbei Kingdom for three thousand years, and there has always been only internal fighting, and I have never been allowed to be bullied by others. Today, the face you have lost will be recovered by your ancestors. ”

"You two guys, you're finally done with rambling. Ye Qingcheng impatiently stretched out his little finger, plucked out his ears, and then looked at the old ghost who was full of royal spirit with his cold and arrogant dragon eyes, and said, "Your strength is not bad, it's best to let Lao Tzu have a good time!"

"Before, the ancestor had seen you, but it was just an ant that the ancestor was too lazy to do. "The old ghost once saw Ye Qingcheng by the underground Netherworld Spring, but at that time, it was not Ying Long's remnant mind that controlled Ye Qingcheng's body, "I didn't expect that you could still control the thunder?"

"Don't fucking nonsense, I haven't seen you!" As he spoke, Ye Qingcheng raised his palm suddenly, and a thunderbolt on the sky dome quickly fell from the thunder nest, condensing into a pitch-black and terrifying ball of thunder and lightning in his palm, and then, he decisively left a flying silver thunder shadow in the air and rushed towards the old ghost.

At this time, from the fire quickly into Ye Qingcheng's spirit robe's arms, Yu Feng did not hesitate to retreat into the distance.

"Click!!" A violent thunder flashed in mid-air, and a trace of extremely thunder spirit instantly burst out, and the dazzling thunder immediately drowned out all the eyes.

However, although this blow was fierce and swift, it was resisted by the old ghost in an unimaginable way.

As the thunder light gradually dissipated, pieces of shattered white bones flew down. The old black skeleton with the crown and the emperor's robe sat strangely on a white bone throne in the sky, and in front of him was a skeleton with white bones, and it crossed its arms in front of it, blocking Ye Qingcheng's blow. However, the powerful Thunder Spirit also shattered its bones, and a circle of shattered holes appeared in its chest, and the white bones were full of cracks, and they were peeling off with a clatter.

"Here, the heavenly thunder spirit is at your disposal. The old ghost sat on the throne with the Yin Emperor Sword in both hands, stared at Ye Qingcheng coldly, and said: "However, this is no longer the Deep Sea Lotus ruled by Emperor Tianjiao, it is now a burial ground under the Death Throne, ruled by the ancestor!

Suddenly, the whole island fell into fear, as if this was the exit from hell, the yin wind whistled wildly between the woods, mountains and rocks, and in the big crack in the south that crisscrossed the deep sea lotus island, like a tidal wave crawled out of a white ghoul.

In the underground rock spring space, there were 100,000 corpses piled up, and at this time, under the summoning of their Yin Emperor Sword, all of them "lived", and one by one they exhaled cold air, making a scalp-tinging bone friction sound, and rushed out frantically. Whether it was the green goblin and King Kong ape who ruled this island, or other fierce beasts and poisonous insects, they were all trembling in shock under this terrifying yin aura, and fled and hid in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingcheng saw that there was a layer of white forest "corpse and bone tide" in the distance, like a roaring wave, continuously flooding mountains, woods, wastelands, ice lakes, etc., overwhelmingly rushing over.

"Interesting!" Ye Qingcheng's short silver hair fluttered messily in the cold wind, and he stared at the terrifying "tide of corpses and bones" with a murderous smile.

On the ground, those white-boned ghouls who were crawling on the trees and rocks suddenly leaped up, like a fierce wolf, rushing wildly, and the originally cold sky dome was instantly spread out, covering it without leaving a single gap.

The sky was full of hideous bone ghouls, and the whole island instantly became a defense!