The sharp sword intent appeared on Qingyun's body, Qingyun solemnly picked up the wine jug, took a sip of it, and said:

"Good wine!"

Chen Changsheng glanced at Qingyun angrily, then stopped paying attention to him and looked into the distance.

The ghost king saw that he didn't succeed in one blow, and the other giant hand manifested again, slapping heavily on the light curtain, the light curtain instantly became dim, and the illuminated range was also shrinking little by little, and gradually people began to break away from the scope of the light curtain, and were instantly eroded by resentful spirits, and frantically launched an attack on the light curtain.

The people in the light curtain suddenly screamed and began to run towards the center frantically, countless people pushed, squeezed, trampled, and the despicability of human nature was completely revealed at this moment.

Seeing this, Wang Zinuo changed the magic trick in his hand again, and the "Resentment Heart Lamp" rose a few points, and the light curtain became more and more condensed, and then he took out a palm-sized image from his arms, and the statue was very rough, and it could only be vaguely seen that it was a portrait, but the facial features were blurred.

After taking out the statue, the corners of Wang Zinuo's mouth drew a faint smile, that is, what about your ghost king's incarnation, I have my own law to solve, and then I used the law to speak.

"Residents of Ping'an City, you should panic, sit quietly, and worship with my heart!"

The sound contained great majesty, and the crowd in the light curtain gradually became less anxious, and the followers sat down together, worshipping the statue sincerely.

With everyone's worship, the "Resentment Lamp" once again emitted thousands of millimeters of light to the surroundings, and the wandering souls were instantly purified and cleaned, turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing into the world, forming a huge vacuum area.

At this time, the ghost king in the sky let out a huge roar, wrapped in endless resentment and pulled the sky down a few points, the huge double pupils shot two red rays at the "Resentment Lamp", and a series of explosions sounded on the "Resentment Lamp", and the light curtain also changed with the light and darkness, and the crowd was in an uproar again.

Prince Nofa was majestic and spoke.

"Meditation!"

The sound is like a bell, ringing through the heavens and the earth, giving people incomparable peace.

Finally, the crowd was no longer afraid, and all bowed to the statue, and the light of the "Resentment Lamp" broke out again, and thousands of millimeters of light shot into the sky.

The ghost king opened his huge mouth, and the endless souls flew away like a light with a thick black mist, consuming each other, and the light dissipated.

Mr. Ghost on the top of the palace, with micron eyes, flew down, stood in the center of the formation, sat cross-legged, a drop of bright red blood slowly dripped into the formation, and suddenly the formation was bright, bright red gathered, the spirit of the ghost king was greatly boosted, stretched out his palm and grabbed it, a huge and incomparably large axe was formed in his hand, and a strange smile appeared on the face of the evil ghost.

Then the giant axe swung, and the thick black mist slashed heavily in the "Grievance Heart Lamp" On it, there was a loud bang, the light curtain shook for a while, countless cracks flashed on the light curtain, the ghost king wanted to strike again, Wang Zinuo frowned, his hands changed, a mysterious light shot out, piercing through the clouds, a pocket exquisite pagoda emitted ten thousand rays of light above the dark clouds, wrapped in endless power and thousands of power pressed down on the ghost king, and in an instant the huge body of the ghost king began to become rickety, as if carrying a mountain, the thick fog rolled, emitting an endless roar, the ghost king's condensed body also began to collapse, countless resentful spirits scattered, and before they could drift far, they were rolled by the glow and collected into the tower。

Wang Zinuo slowly stood up in the void, looked at the ghost king who was almost close at hand, showed a hint of mockery, and muttered in a low voice:

"Sure enough, it's too fat, maybe you don't remember the identity of a dog, no way, I have to remind you!"

Immediately, the prince Nuo's handsome face once again showed a touch of slaughter, the magic trick moved, dozens of Xuanguang shot into the tower, the pocket tower shook violently, the countless fairy birds and spirit beasts on the tower body emitted Xuanguang, as if alive, a crisp chirp, through the clouds and cracked stones, the pocket tower quickly became larger, as if the mountains towered in the clouds, the glow was full of sky, the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun were instantly full of holes, and countless rays of light fell, illuminating the peaceful city like a ghost.

The residents of Ping'an City, who had long lost their minds, were in a trance by this glow, and they regained their minds, looking at their blood-soaked clothes and revealing incredible affection.

Qingyun's eyes froze, revealing a look of shock, and he exhaled softly.

"It's ...... Demon Tower?"

Seeing him like this, Chen Changsheng asked in a different way.

Qingyun showed a puzzled expression, but still explained to Chen Changsheng:

"A thousand years ago, the Ghost Raising Dao summoned the Ghost Emperor to come into the world, do you know at this time?"

Chen Changsheng nodded and said:

"I've heard you talk about it at this time."

Qingyun nodded and said:

"According to ancient records, the ghost emperor is a prince of the underworld, a body of mana, invincible, in fact, it is only the realm of real people, at that time, there were not a few powerful people in the realm of real people in the major sects, but when they besieged and killed the ghost emperor, they suffered heavy casualties, the reason is that the real horror of the ghost emperor is that he can be reborn by the breath of heaven and earth, and people's desires are endless, so if it continues, it is really impossible to eliminate the ghost emperor. ”

Qingyun let out a long sigh at this time and continued:

"Thousands of years ago, there was a super sect named Linglong Temple, Linglong Temple had a treasure of inheritance of the spirit of the living instrument called the Seven Tricks Linglong Tower, at that time in order to eliminate the Ghost Emperor, Linglong Concept took the initiative to refine a real weapon that could carve the Ghost Emperor, that is, the Demon Tower, and with the Seven Tricks Exquisite Tower as the core, thousands of fairy birds and spirit beasts as the body, several super sects worked together, and it took decades to refine before it succeeded... The Demon Suppression Tower was also lost in that battle, and the Linglong Temple fell sharply because of the loss of the inheritance treasure, lost many caves and blessed lands, and became a non-mainstream cultivation sect. ”

Immediately, Qingyun raised his head, looked at the glowing Demon Suppression Tower, and said suspiciously:

"How could this supreme treasure from a thousand years ago fall into the hands of the Holy Immortal Gate?"

Although Chen Changsheng was not interested in the war a thousand years ago, he also knew that this town demon tower had an extraordinary origin, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"Presumably, there must be a demon tower, which can ensure that the city is worry-free!"

Qingyun immediately shook his head and explained:

"Although the power of the Demon Suppression Tower is infinite, the realm of that prince is only similar to mine, and he can't exert one-twelfth of the power of the Demon Suppression Tower, if you want to destroy the Ghost King, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult!"

Qingyun was even more puzzled in his heart, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear:

"A messenger has a real weapon, could it be that the Holy Immortal Sect is really so powerful, but why haven't you heard of it before?!"

Sure enough, just as Qingyun finished speaking, a huge magic circle lit up, encompassing the entire huge Ping'an City, and the ghost appeared in the middle line of the magic circle, his eyes were firm, and the magic trick was quickly punched, the robes behind him floated high, and the endless souls let out a roar of fear.

In the secret room, in the pool of blood, the blood waves rolled, and the blood poured into the skeleton with thousands of red threads, and the huge skeleton began to tremble rapidly, and the strange laughter echoed in the secret room, which was indescribably eerie.

Just when the magic circle lit up, the huge eye sockets of the ghost king burst out with a burst of strong red light, countless resentful spirits poured in from Ping'an City, and the body of the ghost king began to grow infinitely.

Wang Zinuo in the void, looked at the looming ghost in the array, showed a mocking smile, and then another light shot out, and the fairy birds and spirit beasts on the body of the huge demon suppression tower were full of light, tigers roared and cranes roared, and countless fairy birds and spirit beasts jumped out from the top of the tower and pounced on the endless stream of resentful souls.

Although the number of resentful souls is large, the thousands of beast spirits transformed by the Demon Tower are its nemesis, and as soon as the beast roar sounds, there are pieces of resentful souls dissipated. Wang Zinuo looked at Mr. Ghost in the distance, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered:

"I understood the truth when I was very young, but why don't you understand it at this time?"

Mr. Ghost and Wang Zinuo looked at each other from a distance, and in the face of Wang Zinuo's ridicule, Mr. Ghost showed a crazy look on his face, chuckled, and then laughed wildly.

"Let your Holy Immortal Gate be careful, but I endure the humiliation and burden, I have been planning for decades, and today I will let your Holy Immortal Gate witness the power of the Ghost Emperor. ”

After speaking, the ghost showed a crazy look in his eyes, the blood on his wrist surged, and a huge magic circle lit up again in the huge city of peace.

Seeing this, Wang Zinuo finally changed color.

"It's... This is actually a sacrificial circle! Do you want to sacrifice to the ghost king, are you crazy?"

Wang Zinuo's expression collapsed and he roared angrily.

The huge skeleton in the secret room was extremely quiet at this time, slowly raised its head, flashed red, and actually spoke.

"After all, we will see the light of day!"

Immediately, there was a rampant laughter, and the palace pavilion where the secret room was located instantly turned into powder, and a black Xuanguang shot rapidly towards the Ghost King.

However, the black light was extremely fast, and it shot into the ghost king's body in an instant, and the ghost king froze in an instant, and the black mist turned by countless resentful souls returned to the ghost king's body one after another, only thousands of spirit beasts hovered in the air, and the ten thousand rays of light in the demon suppression tower like a mountain were still there.

In the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun, the huge ghost king began to change rapidly, and the wireless shrinkage instantly changed into an ordinary person, a young man with a handsome face, a pale complexion, and a face full of evil spirits stood above the void.

If you look closely, the young man is somewhat similar to Mr. Ghost.

The young man gently moved the body, smiled evilly, and whispered:

"What a familiar feeling!"

Immediately, his gaze swept over the entire Ping'an City, and Chen Changsheng suddenly felt an endless coercion coming, and that strong sense of oppression seemed to suffocate people.

Liu Quan fell to his knees on the roof of the building with a thud, his face frightened, and his cold sweat was like pulp, because he keenly noticed that the gaze of the Ghost Emperor swept over actually stayed on his body slightly.

The young man smiled strangely, and two rays of light shot out rapidly in both directions of Ping'an City, and disappeared in an instant.

Immediately, the young man raised his head and whispered to the Demon Suppression Tower:

"Old friend, long time no see!"