Chapter 586: Ghost Master

Regarding Qiao Ming's words, Zhuge Buliang turned a deaf ear, and only cared about talking to Wang Bawen and the little ginseng fruit, and did not put this ghost fairy in his eyes at all. "Bastard, if you are a helper of evil, there is only one way to die!" Qiao Ming's face showed a hideous color, the purple scimitar in his hand surged with soul power, and a sharp sword once again turned into a purple dragon and tore towards Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang glanced at the purple dragon that was getting closer and closer to him, and raised his hand indifferently, stretched his five fingers, bent his fingers into a grasp, and tore the purple dragon with his bare hands.

"What!" Qiao Ming was taken aback, and the fingers holding the purple scimitar were a little white.

"Hmph!" Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, took a step forward, and appeared directly in front of Qiao Ming in the next moment, pressing his palm forward. Purple qi gushed out, and a large area of purple qi spread towards Qiao Ming, accompanied by a shocking huge coercion.

"En......" Qiao Ming snorted, his face suddenly turned pale, and he staggered backwards, unable to turn over because of Zhuge Buliang's pressure, and couldn't even move his fingers, and the whole person was half-kneeling on the ground.

"This kid who has suffered a thousand knives has strengthened his cultivation so much?" said the little ginseng fruit in surprise.

"Yes, compared with the previous Zhuge boss, it is simply a heaven and an underground. Wang Bawen couldn't help but swallow his saliva and said.

The little ginseng fruit carried the spirit tree, with a touch of brilliance in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "It seems that this kid has entered the immortal realm, otherwise it would be impossible for the mortal realm of Kyushu alone to create such a powerful cultivation." ”

"Immortal Domain!?is that the place we are going?" Wang Ba Bao's eyelids twitched, and he said in surprise.

"Bang!"

Under the powerful pressure of Zhuge Buliang, Qiao Ming's body flew out upside down like a cannonball, and his soul body became extremely faint, as if it would collapse at any time.

A group of ghosts and immortals in the ghost world looked at this scene, and their hearts were full of fear. Qiao Ming can be regarded as a master among the ghosts and immortals. However, under the hands of this mysterious young man, he was sent out without any resistance, and the other party had not really made a move.

Zhuge Buliang clapped his hands and was just about to turn around. Suddenly, a large, almost breathless feeling of oppression came. Zhuge Buliang turned around suddenly, staring into the distance, his pupils contracted tightly.

In the sky, the void was torn, and a milky white crystal hand poked out of it, and the sky seemed to be crushed by this milky white hand. The rumbling sound of wind and thunder rioted, and the milky white hand pressed over with the sound of wind and thunder, and slapped towards Zhuge Buliang.

"I'll rub it, Zhuge Boss beware, it's a ghost master-level figure in the ghost world who has made a move. Wang Bawen's face changed drastically and shouted.

The ghost lord is the highest symbol of ghost cultivation and the ruler of the entire ghost world. In the entire ghost world, there are two ghost master-level powerhouses, each guarding one side, and they are the real defenders of the ghost world.

"Boom!"

The milky white big hand pressed down, and Zhuge Buliang completely changed color, because he felt that the blow of this milky white hand was enough to withstand the power of a half-step immortal. It can be seen that the ghost master hidden in the shadows must be a master at the same level as the emperor of the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain.

"Being able to guard the side of the ghost realm, the strength of this ghost lord can naturally be seen. Zhuge Buliang thought secretly, his eyes were extremely solemn.

The purple qi in the body churned out, and the bricks appeared in his hand, turning into a heavenly monument in the wind and grabbing it in Zhuge Buliang's hand. The Taiwu Heart Sutra and the dragon whirlpool urged vigorously, and the bricks slapped towards the milky white hand.

"Boom!"

The milky white hand collided with the bricks, and the mighty momentum shook the heavens and the earth, and the spatial cracks spread one after another, and the sky almost collapsed.

"En....." Zhuge Buliang snorted, his body flew out uncontrollably, and the bricks also turned into their original appearance and flew back into Zhuge Buliang's body. Fortunately, Zhuge is not strong and strong, otherwise he would have to be slapped into meat to bear this blow.

"Sure enough, it's the strength of a half-step immortal!" Zhuge Buliang frowned.

"Boom!"

The milky white hand withstood Zhuge Buliang's blow, and it became a lot weaker, but it still pressed forward with indomitable progress.

"Zhuge Boss, withdraw, that's a ghost master-level figure, you can't even beat him. Wang Bawen shouted in the distance.

"Buzz!"

And at this moment, the mutation protruded, and within the blood-colored whirlpool, a big hand also poked out, but this big hand was diametrically opposed to the milky white hand, the black gas was steaming, and a large area of death gas was drowned. The big black hand and the milky white hand collided together in an instant.

"Boom!"

The whole world seemed to be overwhelmed by this violent current, and the milky white hand and the black hand crumbled one after another. The ghost cultivators who were surrounding were suddenly blown out by this impact.

Zhuge Buliang withdrew after holding the bricks, retreated to the side of Wang Bawen and the little ginseng fruit, turned to look at the blood-colored whirlpool, and said in a low voice: "Who is it?"

"It's the Ghost King, the Ghost King. Wang Bawen said with an excited face.

"Senior Brother Ghost King..... Zhuge Buliang subconsciously raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, has Senior Brother Ghost King's cultivation advanced to the realm of a half-step immortal?"

Wang Ba Plague said with a smile: "Now that Lord Ghost King has become the true master of the eighteenth layer of hell, his strength is directly approaching the realm of the ghost master, and even Queen Yan has become a person under the command of Lord Ghost King, otherwise we would not have been from the eighteenth layer of hell to the ghost realm." ”

Zhuge Buliang swallowed his saliva, the last time he entered the eighteenth layer of hell, although the Ghost King cultivated several realms higher than himself, he definitely did not reach the level of the Ghost Master, that is, the realm of a half-step immortal. I didn't expect that in just a few hundred years, the strength of the Ghost King had progressed so fast. Together with Queen Yan, who is the overlord of the eighteenth layer of hell, they have all become characters under his command.

"Break into the ghost world, are you going to rebel?" Zhuge Buliang said in amazement.

"Rebellion? The little ginseng fruit said: "I heard that there is a passage to the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain in the ghost world, and we want to enter the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain through this fortress." Boy, you should also be from the Flood Desolate Immortal Realm by now. ”

Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly, and just as he was about to speak, within the blood-colored whirlpool, a grimace completely made of energy appeared, covering the void. The huge grimace is like that of a demon lord looking down on the vast land.

"Retreat!"

The huge grimace let out a deep sigh before dissipating into nothingness.

Wang Bawen glanced at the group of black-armored ghost cultivators who were following him, waved the black knife in his hand, and shouted, "Go back to hell first, and wait for the order of the Ghost King." ”

"Huhula!"

A large group of black-armored ghost cultivators poured into the blood-colored vortex, and disappeared into the blood-colored vortex in the blink of an eye.

"Boss Zhuge , come back with me to see the Ghost King. Wang Ba said.

Zhuge Buliang frowned, he originally entered the ghost realm this time to find the reincarnation mirror, but he didn't expect to catch up with the ghost realm and start a war with the eighteenth layer of hell. With the current situation, it is impossible for him to stay alone in the ghost realm anymore. In desperation, he could only follow Wang Bawen and the little ginseng fruit back into the blood-colored whirlpool.

"Hahaha~~~~ Ghost King!As long as the old man guards the ghost world for a day, you don't want to escape from hell!" A loud laugh came from the far sky, and an old man's face condensed in the void, looking at the direction of the blood-colored vortex.

"This is the Ghost King..... Zhuge Buliang turned his head to glance at the face of the energetic old man in the distance, and disappeared into the blood-colored vortex with Wang Ba Plague's dodge.

The light and shadow in front of him changed, and then, Zhuge Buliang appeared in a strange world. This is a yellow ocean, the yellow sea water is like a yellow spring, and it is like corpse water, Zhuge Buliang can't help frowning, but he didn't smell the bad smell of the corpse rotting. It can be seen that these yellow seawaters are not corpse water.

"This is the first level of hell. The little ginseng fruit carried the spirit tree and said, swept Zhuge Buliang with his eyes, and said, "The boy who suffered a thousand knives, have you really entered the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain?"

"Yes. Zhuge nodded with a bright head.

"How is that piece of heaven and earth now?" The little ginseng fruit jumped onto Zhuge Buliang's shoulder, sat down leisurely, and kept looking at Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang smiled and said, "It's okay, what's the matter?"

"Isn't that nonsense? Answer my question quickly. The little ginseng fruit tugged at a strand of Zhuge Bushi's hair.

Zhuge Buliang said: "The Flood Desolate Immortal Domain is now divided into three major domains, the Eastern Domain, the Western Domain and the Southern Domain, each of which is controlled by three emperors. There are many immortal sects in each of the three major domains, and there are countless strong ones. That's all for it, I'll tell you the rest of the details later. ”

"What about the Three Great Regions, what about the Northern Regions?" the little ginseng fruit stared at Zhuge Buliang curiously.

Zhuge Buliang's heart moved slightly, and it seemed that his guess was really good. This little ginseng fruit, Queen Yan and Senior Brother Ghost King, must have been cultivators of the Flood Desolation Immortal Domain before. The Ghost King and Queen Yan must have been super powerful before, otherwise they would not still retain their memories after death.

As for the little ginseng fruit, Zhuge Buliang doesn't know its specific origin, and how did it fall to Kyushu. "Let's go see the Oni King first. Wang Bawen urged, and immediately flew towards a certain place in this sea area with Zhuge Buliang and the little ginseng fruit.

Behind them, following the mighty ghost cultivation army, Wang Ba Bao had the posture of a great general, flying at the forefront of the ghost cultivation army. Zhuge Buliang looked at him, it seemed that it was right to bring him to Senior Brother Ghost King at the beginning, and look at the kid who is also thriving now.

Not long after, a palace suspended above the sea appeared in front of him, the huge palace was like a wild beast, and around the palace, a large number of ghost cultivators were stationed, all in black armor and black clothes. Some of them are dressed in a variety of costumes. It can be seen that the guards in this palace are not only the subordinates of the Ghost King and Queen Yan.

Wang Ba Bao introduced: "Since the Lord Ghost King cultivated to advance to the Ghost Lord realm, he has a plan to break through the shackles of the eighteenth layer of hell. In just twenty years, the Ghost King has fought all the way from the eighteenth layer of hell to the first layer of hell, and has subdued the kings of the other seventeen layers of hell, and now the kings of the other seventeen layers of hell are willing to submit to the Ghost King. ”

Zhuge nodded with a bright spot, it seems that in the past few hundred years, Senior Brother Ghost King has not been idle, and has created his own foundation in the eighteenth layer of hell.