Yuan Li didn't care about Weng Kang's words, slowly took out the grievance bell, reversed it, and said to Weng Kang: "The contemptible person knows that he is not your opponent, what if there is it?"

"Although this kind of magic weapon has a miraculous effect on resentment, it is not even a spiritual object, how can I help it, you should think of another method. [Ran^Text^Library] Weng Kang said contemptuously, he was not afraid of Yuan Li at all, but what kind of way did he want to kill Yuan Li without destroying his physical body?

Yuan Li ignored Weng Kang, still looking at the mourning bell lamp by himself, and took out two purple stones from his pocket, which were the same size as the two grievance stones in the grievance bell, Yuan Li also put the stones he took out into the mourning bell lamp, and tossed for a while.

Looking at the two stones loaded into the Grievance Bell Lamp, Weng Kang and Weng He suddenly felt something strange, the aura of the Grievance Bell Lantern became different, and there was a sense of oppression, Weng Kang knew that the situation had changed.

"The grumbling stone in the grumbling bell lamp means resentment, how can it be called the grief bell lamp without sorrow? These two stones are evil stones turned into evil spirits, and the two are embedded in each other for the grief bell. Yuan Li pretended to be a good and evil stone, and pointed the mourning bell at Weng Kang and said.

Weng Kang felt that the current grievance bell lantern was no longer a magic weapon, and its aura level had been raised to a high-grade spiritual object, which was troublesome, and he would fall into a bitter battle against the high-grade spiritual object against the grievance.

Now it seems that a vicious battle is inevitable, Yuan Li said that he would not let Weng Kang go, not because he was unwilling to join him, but because he wanted to get the white feather duster and shaved fairy bone in his hand, as well as the ghost king token on Weng He's body, these are all magic weapons in the underworld, if he can have it, wouldn't he be able to drive the ghouls.

If you fight here, you have a better chance of winning, Weng Kang analyzed it carefully, but what it needs is an overwhelming victory, so as to ensure that Yuan Li's body is not damaged, so he waved his hand towards Yuan Li, and suddenly the yin wind was fierce, and Yuan Li couldn't open his eyes, and after a long time, the yin wind gradually weakened, and finally stopped completely.

Yuan Li hurriedly looked around and found that he was already in another place, he didn't have to think about it to know that this was Weng Kang's ghost realm, the yang world was not the world of ghosts after all, so after the ghost became the ghost queen, he would try his best to create his own ghost realm, a temporary small underworld, used to live, and of course it could also be used to deal with enemies.

Yuan Li walked around in the ghost realm, not only did he not feel afraid, but he looked at the things that existed here curiously, thinking that since Weng Kang had his own ghost realm, he didn't know if there were any other magic weapons in it.

This ghost realm is very barren, there is no grass or wood, only the withered yellow earth and countless broken houses, the clouds in the sky flow in the same direction like a rapid, and the sun between heaven and earth is as big as a mountain shining on the earth, but the sun is like twilight.

Is this Weng Kang's ideal world? Yuan Li thought in his heart that the world he had created was naturally the scene he most longed for, but at present, Weng Kang was very pessimistic.

"Since you came to this world, you are destined to die here, do you have any last words?" Weng Kang appeared on a hundred-foot tall tower at this time, and said to Yuan Li below as if he were a judge.

Yuan Li turned his head and searched for a long time before he found that there was such a tall tower here, and Weng Kang was standing at the top of the tower looking at himself.

Exuding a black aura, Yuan Li floated in the air like a cloud, came to Weng Kang, and said to it lightly: "The ghost king is not in a hurry to be happy, what about your ghost realm, all of them are like ants in front of the king." ”

Weng Kang was a little surprised when he saw that Yuan Li could control the aura to fly, it seemed that his strength was not weak, and he was qualified to become his own body, so he pointed at him, and countless dried corpses suddenly appeared in the countless houses on the ground, all holding longbows in their hands, and drawing the bow at Yuan Li.

"It's good that you have such pride, but you still lack the time to assess the situation, your spiritual object is not much different from the feather duster in my hand, but my strength is much higher than yours, and this is still my realm, do you really think you have a chance of winning?" Weng Kang still pointed at Yuan Li, and said disdainfully, as if he wanted him to understand that he could kill him with just a move of his fingers.

"The confrontation between the two armies, especially the enemy should not be underestimated, the ghost king, the contemptible people are so contemptible that half of the victory has been won, Ru An dares to make such a false statement. Yuan Li just glanced at the countless dried corpses below, didn't take it seriously, and still said to Weng Kang indifferently.

Seeing that Yuan Li was still so unruly, Weng Kang was a little angry, no longer talking nonsense with him, and with a movement of his finger pointing at Yuan Li, countless dried corpses immediately released arrows at the same time, and the long arrows like a plague of locusts shot at Yuan Li.

Yuan Li didn't think that these arrows were fake, in this world, everything was driven by ghost energy, and he could transform into the appearance that Weng Kang wanted at will, and if he was shot by these arrows, he would definitely die on the spot.

Without hesitation, Yuan Li threw the grumbling bell in his hand into the sky, and the grieving bell flew into the air on its own, becoming bigger and bigger, like the Optimus Pillar fixed in the air, and the grumbling stones and evil stones in it kept rotating, and when countless long arrows were about to hit Yuan Li, the grief bell made an ice-shattering sound of hitting the bell, and the bell made all the long arrows break, and the dry corpses on the ground heard the bell, and their bodies also cracked.

Not only the dry corpse, but even Weng Kang couldn't help but have a little headache when he heard the bell, feeling that this high-grade spiritual object was really in the way, and he was wearing the ghost king's sacrificial clothes and could still be affected, it seemed that before solving Yuan Li, he had to deal with this spiritual object first.

Weng Kang clenched the white feather duster in his hand, this is a necessary magic weapon for all ghosts, although it is not unusual, but the effect is very good, the magic weapon that is drawn will temporarily fail, even if the ghost is hiding in the human body, as long as it is drawn, it will be driven out of the body, so this is the best magic weapon when the ghost cha locks the soul.

Seeing the grievance bell in the air, Weng Kang instantly appeared next to the grievance bell, raised his hand, and pumped a duster towards the grievance bell, but Yuan Li knew that Weng Kang would do this, so he was naturally already prepared, just when the feather duster was about to be pumped on the grievance bell, a circle suddenly appeared, and Weng Kang pumped a duster on it.

In the circle in the feather duster, a word gradually appeared: Hungry, it is the hungry ghost road in the six paths, Weng Kang wanted to take back the feather duster but found that the feather duster seemed to be stuck to this circle, no matter how hard he used, he couldn't take it back, looking at Yuan Li below looking at himself like a joke, Weng Kang was extremely angry.

Weng Kang grabbed the end of the feather duster with both hands, attached a purple ghost, pulled it hard, and immediately pulled the feather duster, but there was something else on it, the reason why it could not be taken back was that there was a hungry ghost biting on it, this hungry ghost's head was as big as a drum, his mouth was cracked to the root of his ears, his hair was unkempt on his shoulders, his complexion was like burnt black, thin as his bones, and his belly was as big as being pregnant for October.

The hungry ghost was pulled out by Weng Kang, and flew out of the circle with the feather duster, staring at the feather duster greedily, Weng Kang felt that it had become troublesome, although the hungry ghost was not strong, but he suffered from the retribution of not eating, and he was hungry and could not eat, and now the hungry ghost summoned by Yuan Li through the hungry ghost road identified the feather duster, and he would desperately snatch and gnaw on it, although it would not damage the feather duster, but it greatly hindered Weng Kang.

And this hungry ghost and Weng Kang belong to the same ghost clan, so Weng Kang didn't know what to do, so he had to attack Yuan Li again, the speed of the hungry ghost running in the air was far less than the speed of Weng Kang's ghost movement, and in an instant Weng Kang came to Yuan Li, and pumped a duster towards him, as long as he was drawn, the complaining bell lamp and the hungry ghost would naturally be lifted.

Yuan Li saw Weng Kang appear in front of him, neither resisting nor dodging, but smiled at Weng Kang, Weng Kang didn't know why, at this time, the mourning bell rang for a while, and the icy bell echoed in the ghost realm, and the whole ghost realm seemed to blow up dust, and countless houses began to weather.

Weng Kang could barely hold on to the sound of a bell, but the bell continued to sound and drill straight into his head, he couldn't bear it, looking at Yuan Li's proud appearance, Weng Kang was even more angry, and he was actually played with like this in his own realm, so a large amount of ghost qi was emitted, and the mountain sun also turned purple, and the deafening bell was also suppressed to extremely small.

As if everything had been replaced by purple, the bell was as small as a mosquito crying at this time, and Weng Kang also took the opportunity to catch his breath and adjust his ghost qi to cope with the bell of the mournful bell lamp.

At this moment, the hungry ghost pounced on Weng Kang and bit on the feather duster, no matter how Weng Kang shook it, the anger in Weng Kang's heart was blazing, gathering a cloud of ghost energy, and slammed on the door of the hungry ghost.