"Fairyland! ? Is that where we are going? " Wang Ba Wen eyelid shake a shake, surprised track.
"bang!"
Under the strong coercion of Zhuge Liang, Qiao Ming’s body flew out like a shell, and his soul became so weak that it seemed to collapse at any time.
A group of ghosts in the ghost world looked at this scene, and their hearts were filled with fear. Qiao Ming is a master among the ghosts and immortals. However, at the hands of this mysterious young man, he was beaten out without any resistance, and the other party had not really made a move.
Zhuge Liang clapped his hands and was just about to turn around. At this moment, suddenly, a huge and almost breathless sense of oppression came. Zhuge suddenly turned around before dawn, looked at the far sky, and his pupils contracted tightly.
The sky, vanity torn, a milky white glittering and translucent hand leaned out from it, and the sky seemed to be crushed by this milky white hand. The rumbling sound of thunder and lightning rioted, and the milky white hand pressed over with the sound of thunder and lightning, and took a picture towards Zhuge.
"Holy shit, Boss Zhuge, be careful, it was a ghost master figure in the ghost world." Wang Ba wen face upheaval shouted.
Ghost Lord is the highest symbol of ghost cultivation and the ruler of the whole ghost world. In the whole ghost world, there are two strong ghost masters, guarding one side respectively, and they are the real defenders of the ghost world.
"Boom!"
When the ivory hand was pressed, Zhuge changed color completely when it didn’t light up, because he felt that the blow of the ivory hand was enough to match the power of a half-step fairy. It can be seen that the ghost Lord who is hidden in the dark must be a master at the same level as the emperor of the universe.
"Being able to guard the ghost world, the strength of this ghost Lord is naturally evident." Zhuge thought secretly before dawn, his eyes very dignified.
The purple gas in the body churned out, and the plank brick appeared in the hand, which turned into a monument in the wind and was captured in Zhuge Buliang’s hands. The Taiwu Heart Sutra and the Dragon Whirlpool were motivated, and the plank brick took a shot at the milky white hand.
"Boom!"
The milky white hand collided with the brick, and the mighty momentum shook the world, and the cracks in the space spread, and the sky almost collapsed.
"Hmmm …" With a snort of stuffy, Zhuge Liang flew out after his body was out of control, and the plank brick also turned into its original shape and flew back to Zhuge Liang’s body. Fortunately, Zhuge is not bright * * of the earth, or he will have to be photographed as a paste to bear the blow.
"It really is the strength of a half-step fairy!" Zhuge not bright frown way.
"Boom!"
The big hand that hit the milky white has suffered from Zhuge’s failure to shine, and it has become a lot weaker, but it is still pressed forward.
"Boss Zhuge, leave, that’s a ghost master, and you can’t beat him." Wang Bawen shouted in the distance.
"Hum!"
And at this moment, the sudden change, the bloody whirlpool, also leaned out a big hand, but this big hand is the opposite of that milky white hand, black gas transpiration, large areas of death gas flooded. Black hand and milky white hand instantly to boom together.
"Boom!"
The whole world seems to be submerged by this violent trend, and the milky white hand and the black hand are broken one after another. The ghost repair around was suddenly blown out by this impact.
Zhuge stepped back with a plank brick before dawn, retreated to Wang Bawen and Little Ginseng Fruit, turned and looked into the bloody whirlpool, and whispered, "Who is it?"
"It’s the ghost king, and the ghost king has shot." Wang Ba Wen said with a face of excitement.
"Brother Ghost King …" Zhuge unconsciously picked his eyebrows: "What? I haven’t seen you for hundreds of years. Has Brother Ghost King’s cultivation advanced to the realm of a half-step fairy? "
Wang Bawen said with a smile: "Now the Lord of the Ghosts has become the real master of the eighteen levels of hell, and his strength is directly approaching the realm of the Lord of the Ghosts. Even the Lady Wang has become a subordinate of the Lord of the Ghosts, otherwise we would not have been in the ghost world from the eighteen levels of hell."
Zhuge Buliang swallowed. The last time he entered the eighteen layers of hell, although the ghost king was several realms higher than himself, he never reached the level of the ghost master, that is, the realm of the half-step fairy. Unexpectedly, in just a few hundred years, the strength of the ghost king has progressed so fast. Together with the gorgeous queen who is the overlord of the eighteen layers of hell, she has become a figure under his command.
"Into the ghost world? Are you going to rebel? " Zhuge not bright startled way.
"Rebellion? Not right either. " The little ginseng fruit said, "I heard that there is a passage leading to the fairyland in the ghost world. We will enter the fairyland through this fortress. Boy, you should be from the wild fairy land now. "
Zhuge was about to speak with a wry smile, but in the bloody whirlpool, a face completely transformed by energy emerged to cover the void. The huge grimace is like a demon Lord looking down at the boundless earth.
"retreat!"
The huge face sank with a snort, and then vanished into thin air.
Wang Bawen glanced at a group of black armor ghosts who followed him. With a wave of his black knife, he shouted, "Go back to hell first and wait for the orders of the ghost king."
"Hoo hoo!"
A large group of black armor ghosts rushed in toward the bloody whirlpool and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Zhuge, come back with me to see Lord Ghost." Wang bawen said.
Zhuge is not bright and frowned. He originally entered the ghost world this time to look for the reincarnation mirror, but unexpectedly he caught up with the ghost world and fought with eighteen layers of hell. In the current situation, I can’t stay alone in the ghost world anymore. In desperation, I can only follow Wang Ba Wen and the little ginseng fruit back to the bloody whirlpool.
"Ha ha ha ~ ~ ~ the ghost king! As long as I am guarding the ghost world, you can’t escape from hell! " A long laugh came from the far sky, and an old man’s face condensed into shape in the void, looking at the direction of the bloody vortex.
"This is the ghost king …" Zhuge Liang turned to look at the face of the energetic old man in the distance, and disappeared into the bloody whirlpool with Wang Ba Wen’s flicker.
The light and shadow in front of me changed, and then Zhuge didn’t show up in a strange world. This is a yellow sea, and the yellow sea water is like yellow water, and it is like corpse water. Zhuge frowned, but he didn’t smell the bad smell of the rotting corpse. It can be seen that these yellow seawater are not corpse water.
"This is the first hell." The little ginseng fruit said, carrying the spirit tree, glanced at Zhuge and said, "Boy who got a thousand knives, did you really enter the fairy land?"
"hmm." Zhuge doesn’t nod his head.
"What about that world now?" The little ginseng fruit jumped onto Zhuge’s unlit shoulder and sat down leisurely, constantly looking at Zhuge unlit.
Zhuge smiled and said, "Not bad, why? Have you been to the wild fairy land? "
"It’s not nonsense? Answer my question quickly. " The little ginseng fruit tugged at Zhuge’s dim strand of hair.
Zhuge Liang didn’t light up. "The fairyland is now divided into three major realms, namely, the Eastern Realm, the Western Regions and the Southern Realm, with three emperors in charge. There are many immortal religions in each of the three domains, and there are countless strong ones. That’s all in general. I’ll tell you the other details when I have time. "
"Three domains? What about the northern region? " The little ginseng fruit stared at Zhuge curiously.
Zhuge didn’t make a slight movement in his heart, so it seems that his guess was really good. This little ginseng fruit, brother Yan Nv Wang and Ghost Wang, must have been practitioners of the universe before. Before the Ghost King and Yan Queen, they must have been super-powerful, otherwise they wouldn’t still have their memories after death.
As for the little ginseng fruit, Zhuge didn’t know its specific origin until it was bright, and how it ended up in Kyushu. "Let’s go and see Lord Ghost King first." Wang Bawen urged, and now he flew to a certain place in this sea area with Zhuge Buliang and Little Ginseng Fruit.
Behind them followed the mighty army of ghost repair, and Wang Bawen was quite a general, flying in the front of the army of ghost repair. Zhuge looked at him before dawn. It seems that it was right to take him to Brother Ghost King at the beginning. Looking at the boy, he is doing well now.
A little while later, there appeared a palace suspended above the sea in front. The huge palace was like a wild and fierce thing. Around the palace, a large number of ghosts were stationed, all in black and black. There are also some people dressed in different forms of clothing. It can be seen that it is not only the subordinates of the Ghost King and the Yan Queen who are stationed in this palace.
Wang Bawen said: "Since the Lord of the Ghosts has advanced to the realm of the Ghost Master, he has a plan to break through the shackles of the eighteen layers of hell. In just 20 years, Lord Ghost King has fought his way from eighteen levels of hell to the first level of hell, and conquered the other kings of seventeen levels of hell. Now the other kings of seventeen levels of hell are willing to submit to Lord Ghost King. "
Zhuge didn’t nod his head. It seems that in these hundreds of years, Brother Ghost King has not been idle, and he has created his own inheritance in eighteen layers of hell.
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Chapter 579 The culprit
Chapter 587 The culprit
Wang Ba-wen, Zhuge Bu-liang and Little Ginseng Fruit are near this domineering and magnificent palace, and in front of the palace, besides those ghosts stationed here, there are still more than a dozen people standing. There is no accident in these people that there is a soul force fluctuation that makes people tremble.
These people are all kings of the other seventeen layers of hell.
Especially the one headed by him, who was shrouded in a black robe, gave off a wave of soul force like a huge house, giving people absolute shock. At his side, stood a coquettish woman in a long red dress, with ten thousand kinds of amorous feelings flowing out of her eyes, which really matched Xiang Yi-fei.
These two people are the Ghost King and the Yan Queen.
"I wish General Wang a triumphant return." Seeing Wang Ba Wen, the governors of some other regions standing behind the Ghost King immediately handed over and laughed. Obviously, due to the reason of the ghost king, Wang Bawen, a disciple of the ghost king, has also increased his worth a lot.