Chapter 71: The Ghost King's Palace

After walking a little further, they saw a stone gate in front of them.

The stone wall above the stone gate is engraved with three blood-red characters: Ghost King Palace.

At this moment, there was a ghostly cry in the darkness, which was so desolate that it made people feel chills.

The stone door suddenly opened, and hundreds of zombies jumped out, and their faces were even more terrifying, which made people frightened at first sight.

Everyone waved their flying swords, and the sword qi rose vertically and horizontally, and the sword trick was drawn and slashed.

Hundreds of zombies pounced, and countless blood rays emanated from their bodies, and the blood surged up like waves, hitting the nine of them.

These nine people are not vain people, between the swing of the flying sword, the light skyrockets, the power of the sword qi is great, and in an instant, nearly a hundred zombies have turned into powder.

The crowd has been killed for a while, and the zombies have been slain.

There was a humane in the darkness: "Qinglong Tianjun, the zombies you trained are too bad, they were destroyed by others so quickly." ”

Another voice in the darkness said in a rough voice: "Didn't I say that I haven't successfully trained yet?" White Tiger Heavenly Monarch, I told you not to let it out, but you didn't listen, now it's okay, it's all for others to destroy, what else can I use to train?"

"Qinglong Tianjun, I said that there is no need to train these zombies at all, you see, didn't I try it out this time? The attack power of these zombies is really poor, and if you use it to fight with the righteous path, it is simply vulnerable, do you think that the righteous path is all three-year-old children?"

"Okay, I don't have time to quarrel with you, my achievements over the years have been ruined, forget it, I'd better go and help the Poison King train the Poison Blood Man, a few milky little kids outside, let's drive the White Tiger Tianjun to your old man's house." After the Qinglong Heavenly Monarch finished speaking, he flashed away.

"Forget it, let me show my might, and send a few stinky little kids!"

Judging from his appearance, this White Tiger Heavenly Monarch looks like a middle-aged scribe, and his face is also very handsome, if he doesn't know that he is a demon and evil way, almost everyone wants to make friends with him.

"Nine little children, wouldn't it be nice for you to obediently tie your hands and avoid the pain of flesh and skin?"

Everyone was slightly angry, and they all held down the flying sword, ready to attack.

Liu Yinsong stood up and shouted: "Demon and evil way, Hugh is rampant, I will drink your blood first when I fly the sword to drink blood!" After speaking, he flew up, and the flying sword drank blood and drew a brilliant red light towards the White Tiger Heavenly Monarch.

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch sneered and said, "Look for death!" After speaking, he pinched the trick with both hands, flipped and flew violently, pressing out a raging pillar of fire and blasting towards Liu Yinsong.

"Peng, Peng, Peng!" The light of the pillar of fire skyrocketed, and its power was great, and it met the flying sword with a devastating momentum and drank blood.

Seeing that the flying sword drank blood and lost its light in an instant, and the pillar of fire rushed up like a broken bamboo, Liu Yinsong only felt a great coercion attacking wildly, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, re-transported the sword technique, and set up the Xuanyuan Sword Array, a huge Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram was formed from the Xuanyuan Sword Array, dazzling and dazzling, and met the opponent's pillar of fire.

"Boom!", the pillar of fire rushed into the Xuanyuan Sword Array, and the huge Taiji Diagram disappeared, Liu Yinsong was like a heavy injury, holding the flying sword and drinking blood, he flew back, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Kill!" the other eight people all shouted, brandished their flying swords and killed them, and the dazzling sword light shot out, and the attack was fierce like a tide.

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch sneered and said, "The juniors also dare to be rampant! Look at Grandpa's methods!" As soon as he introduced the magic trick and raised his hands, the true yuan gushed out, and the pillar of fire suddenly became several times larger, rushing towards the eight people with a domineering and unparalleled might.

"Peng, Peng, Peng......"

These eight people constantly urged the true yuan, struggling to resist the great offensive of the opponent's pillar of fire.

Liu Yinsong shouted, recited a magic trick, and with a sword trick in his right hand, the human sword was united, turning into a huge pillar of light and rushing towards the pillar of fire.

The fierce battle lasted for half an hour, and the nine people of the righteous path were already extremely struggling, and they were amazed that the opponent's White Tiger Heavenly Monarch's skill was so strong, and the nine masters of the late stage of the Imperial Spirit couldn't beat it together.

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch said secretly: "These nine people are a little good, it is rare to have such cultivation at a young age, if they are recruited as the elite of the Netherworld Sect, it is a great strategy." His mind moved, and a magic weapon appeared in his hand, this magic weapon is called the Mourning Bell, which looks similar to the big bell of the temple, and is only the size of a palm when held in his hand.

These nine people suddenly felt as if a mountain had pressed down on their heads, and hurriedly urged Yun Zhenyuan to resist.

But in the next moment, the Mourning Bell became even more powerful, and it became several times larger, and quickly shrouded downward.

Everyone was shocked and swung their swords to block it.

However, after all, it was too late, and the Mourning Bell fell on them, and in an instant, the nine people were completely enveloped in the Mourning Bell.

The nine people were very panicked, they were trapped in the big bell and couldn't get out, no matter how the flying sword chopped, they couldn't split the soul bell.

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch took out a spirit talisman and pasted it on the Mourning Bell, so that they were absorbed in the Mourning Bell and could not get out, and then, as soon as the Mourning Bell was mentioned, even the people lifted it together, and then entered the Ghost King Palace.

The yin qi in the ghost king's hall is heavier, like a netherworld.

The Ghost King's Hall is spacious, and the surrounding stone walls are shining with brilliant silver light, illuminating the entire hall.

There were dozens of guards standing around the hall, all of them were dressed in dark black robes, and their faces were full of yin energy, as if they were specialized in cultivating the art of ghost paths.

On a boulder above the main hall sat a middle-aged man, also dressed in a dark black robe, but his face was handsome and elegant, this person was known as the new generation of "ghost king" of the lonely fire, but the son of the blood demon ancestor of the Blood Demon Sect.

"His Royal Highness the Ghost King, you have caught nine righteous juniors who trespassed into the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves. The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch put the mourning bell on the ground, and the bell collided with the stone slab on the ground, and the sound of "dang" shook, and the nine people in the bell only felt deafening, and they were busy with Zhenyuan to resist.

The ghost king glowed with a faint white light in his eyes, looked at the mourning bell on the ground, nodded, and said, "Righteous junior, it's not worth mentioning, those who trespass into the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves, kill them!"

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch said: "If you kill them, it will be too cheap for them, it is better to hand them over to the Poison King, and let the Poison King refine them into poisonous blood people, and when the time comes, eradicating the righteous path can come in handy!"

"That's good, then leave it to the Poison King. The Ghost King waved his hand.

"Yes. The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch lifted the Mourning Bell in one hand, entered the passage on the right, and came to the stone chamber where the Poison King's medicine was refining the poisonous blood.

I saw more than a hundred people like walking dead in the stone chamber soaked in a huge pool of blood.

A thick smell of blood filled the entire stone chamber space, and the soaring blood qi emerged from the blood pool, and the huge blood pool seemed to be boiling