The ghost king's pair of gong eyes looked at the ghost generals in the hall, and he couldn't help but be a little bored.

It's a waste of so many waste idiots here! It's better to add some strength to that kid, just in preparation for his seizure.

His gaze swept majestically towards the group of ghost generals, "Everyone, this king needs eight warriors to capture the mortal above, which of you is willing to share the worries of this king?"

"The last will go!"

"The last general is also willing to go!"

"The last general is willing to go to the soup for the king, and he will never give up!"

"The last general is willing to give everything for the king!"

“......”

In the blink of an eye, twenty-seven or eight ghost generals rushed out.

The ghost generals in the back were also going to rush up with a swarm of bees, but they were blocked by the ghost generals in front of them, and they were in a hurry.

The Ghost King's gaze was indifferent.

"Only eight. ”

I can't feed it all to that kid, otherwise I'll really become the commander of the light pole.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, leaving eight ghost generals, and all the rest were waved into the camps on both sides by him.

The eight ghost generals left behind stood with their backs straight, squinting at the ghost generals on both sides who didn't have time to rush up, grinning and proud.

It's just a mortal to deal with, and eight people are not ready to be caught.

Although the mortal man had a divine weapon in his hand to restrain the ghosts, which could not be touched, the eight ghost generals attacked at the same time, and they could be suppressed immediately with the power of the formation.

They are not the stupid people of Bingqi, they don't need to let their two subordinates go, and they go forward to fight by themselves.

I lost my life, I deserved it!

It can be said that this credit is simply given for nothing.

The other ghosts who were not chosen will be dejected one by one.

They all lamented that they had missed the best opportunity!

"Go ahead. ”

With a wave of the Ghost King's hand, the eight ghosts quickly disappeared from the Ghost King's Hall and fell straight down to the Ghost City.

Qin Ming was killing the Yin Spirits on a large scale.

The stream of data on the retina is constantly refreshing.

[Kill successfully, capture the source +0.01, +0.01, +0.01, +0.01......]

At this moment, a black streamer suddenly flew down from the sky.

Eight ghosts will come.

However, these eight ghost generals were extremely frightened at the moment, because they found that they couldn't move.

At the same time, their minds echoed with the words of the Ghost King: "Since you are willing to sacrifice everything for this king, then this king will obey your wishes!"

Feeling eight powerful cold breaths descending, Qin Ming's pupils shrank.

But I was immediately surprised.

Because the eight ghost generals who descended were actually tied together by three black qi chains.

What does that mean?

Pack it up and let me kill?

Is this ghost of the Netherworld not having a good brain, or is it that he has been in the Netherworld for too long and is bored and wants to kill himself?

However, Qin Ming also knew that the only one who could tie these powerful ghost generals together was the Ghost King.

What does the Ghost King want to do?

What does he mean?

This thought flashed through Qin Ming's mind.

Forget it, what does it mean to him!

Kill it first.

Pack them all up and let me kill them, wouldn't it be a shame if I didn't kill them... Ahem, I'm sorry Ghost King.

Qin Ming jumped up and rushed towards the eight ghost generals who fell.

The huge killing blood knife swept out, and the sword light turned into a curtain of blood.

The ghosts, who had been restrained with all their powers, were powerless to fight back, watching the sword light pass through their bodies, and their souls fell into a bottomless abyss.

Puff puff......

[Successful kill, capture the source +14, +15, +17, +16, +15......]

The origin value quickly broke through the 200 mark, and in the blink of an eye, the two qi and blood divine dragons condensed.

The terrifying power quickly poured into the body, and the qi and blood were churning.

When the Qi and Blood Divine Dragon was condensed, he felt that the Qi and Blood Divine Dragon that had just been condensed and the Qi and Blood Divine Dragon condensed in the outside world were alternately refining their physical bodies, and their physical strength had been frantically improved in the tempering.

The crazy surge of power, the seven qi and blood divine dragons, made him feel as if he could split the sky with a single sword.

[Name: Qin Ming]

【Realm: Martial Disciple Seven Heavens】

[Skill: Wind Knife Technique, Dragon Walk]

[Natal Knife: Bronze (Plunder +20%)]

[Source value: 13]

At the same time, a majestic cold power poured out of his body, and in an instant, his eyebrows and hair condensed into a piece of frost.

His face was a little pale, his lips were a little purple, the air coming out of his mouth was white mist, and his hands and feet were slightly stiff.

Qin Ming had already expected this.

Then he trembled.

The frost melted into debris and flew out.

Immediately run the "Dragon Pole" and continue to refine, and the power of ice and cold is gradually relieved.

Although these cold forces destroyed his body, under the operation of "Dragon Pole", his physical body was tempered a little again, which was another small gain.

It's just that these cold powers are the origin of extreme yin, and the operation of "Dragon Pole" is only a symptom but not a cure, and if you want to balance and weaken these extreme cold powers, you still need the source of qi and blood full of yang energy to supplement and dilute them.

Ghost King Palace.

Seeing that the eight ghost generals who "charged for the king" were killed by Qin Ming at the same time, the remaining ghost generals still didn't understand what was going on, and they were scared one by one.

Puff~

All fell to their knees.

"The king spared !!"

"Arise, you don't need to die. ”

The Ghost King said expressionlessly.

It's because they don't like the eye, but you can't kill them all.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!!"

The ghosts will weep in gratitude and kowtow again and again.

With a wave of his hand, the ghost king quietly disappeared, hidden in the darkness, not daring to make any sound.

Looking at the majestic qi and blood and cold power that erupted from Qin Ming's body below, the Ghost King nodded slightly.

Almost.

No matter how strong it is, this mortal soul will be stronger, which is not conducive to taking away.

is too weak, and the physical body and the sea of knowledge are difficult to support his wisp of doppelganger to settle in, and it is easy to explode.

Nowadays, there is less yang energy in the body and more yin energy.

This state...... Well, it's just the right time to take the house.

With both hands pinching, a wisp of black smoke floated out of his body, which instantly condensed into the appearance of a ghost king.

However, it is only the size of an adult, which is in stark contrast to the eight-meter-tall Oni King himself.

The doppelganger changed, turning into a black-clothed young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, bowing slightly to the deity, and immediately drifting away.

On the streets of Ghost City, Qin Ming felt the power of the explosion all over his body, and was preparing to kill the Quartet again.

Although the power of yin and cold in the body is strong, such an opportunity is too rare.

According to this trend, it won't be long before he can gather in the Nine Dragons and step into the realm of martial artists.

Suddenly, a young man with a personable and warm face appeared in front of him.

He was about the same height as him, dressed in black.

Feeling the cold aura of the other party, Qin Ming's pupils shrank slightly.

"You're the Ghost King?"

"It's down there. ”

The ghost king clone smiled, his eyes were deep, and he said gently.

"Evil ......"

I wanted to talk about the evil ghost city, but I was afraid of scaring Qin Ming.

Then the conversation changed.

"There have been no outsiders in the Netherworld for a long time, can you enjoy the light, have a drink with this king, and this king also understands the general trend of the outside world by the way. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his white fingers and gently grabbed Qin Ming's wrist......

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth were slightly imperceptible, setting off a cold arc.

Have a drink or two?

Nonsense!

It's a bad intention for Lao Tzu!

The eyes and posture are fine, but this urgent attitude is wrong.

How can a man take the initiative to take a man's hand?

Swish!

The Bloody Knife of Killing appears.

This time it's not a 20-meter machete, but a goose feather knife style.

"Oh, it's too late. ”

The ghost king clone had been prepared for this for a long time, and smiled indifferently.

The figure suddenly pounced on Qin Ming, as fast as lightning, and instantly threw itself into Qin Ming's arms and entered his mind......