Chapter 12 The Ghost King is Born

"I'm from the Shenlong Sect."

Luo Li raised her chin slightly, with a look of pride on her face.

The white-haired old man was stunned, blinked his eyes, and thought hard, but he didn't expect who the sacred dragon sect was?

Is it an outside force?

The old man thought to himself.

Next to the old man was a young monk whose cultivation was at the fifth level of Yuanhai Realm.

After hearing what Luo Li said, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Shenlong Sect, is this the sect of the Gu Yue Dynasty? Why have I never heard of it?"

Luo Li glanced at him indifferently and said calmly.

"Our Shenlong Sect is just a small sect, and cannot be compared with your majestic Wuji Divine Sword Sect."

The young man chuckled.

"It's good that you know that our Wuji Divine Sword Sect is one of the ten largest sects in the Gu Yue Dynasty, and our current strength can rank among the top five."

When the old man saw his disciple talking so openly, he couldn't help but turn his head and glare at him.

This absolutely beautiful little girl, you can tell from a glance that she is from a very high family.

Don't look at anything else, just look at the imperial robe she is wearing, it is not something that ordinary sects can get.

Even the head of their Wuji Divine Sword Sect does not have an imperial-level robe.

So the old man didn't dare to underestimate the little girl in front of him.

"Little girl, are you here alone?"

The old man asked with a smile beside him.

Luo Li nodded but did not speak.

Almost everyone around him had a strange look in his eyes at this moment.

However, some extremely experienced and powerful people have long locked their sights on Luo Li's imperial robe.

Now the old man used his words to find out the little girl's true identity.

Then they have nothing to worry about and can directly snatch the royal robe from the little girl.

Anyway, after throwing the excuse at Wangui Ling, I guess no one is so short-sighted and would seek trouble at Wangui Ling.

However, there are currently more than a dozen major forces in total.

It would probably be extremely brutal to actually capture it.

The old man stared at Luo Li with a harmless look on his face, smiled kindly and said, "Little girl, you are wearing an imperial robe, right?"

Luo Li glanced at the old man coldly, knowing full well.

I have been struggling in the arena for so many years.

Luo Li naturally knew the meaning in the eyes of these people in front of her.

Money moves people's hearts.

No one would be interested in this royal magic weapon.

"What, do you want to snatch this royal robe from me?"

Luo Li had a cold look in her eyes, and drew out the Supreme Golden Dragon Sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the old man.

Although this old man is a great monk in the realm of shaping gods, Luo Li is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

She has the eternal-level Shenlong Sect swordsmanship and the god-level Taishang Golden Dragon Sword in her hand. Coupled with her Nine Transformations of the Shenlong, her body skills are extremely weird. She may not be able to compete with this strong man in the God-shaping realm. Down.

Even if she couldn't fight, wouldn't there be an ancestor next to her?

So Luo Li wasn't worried at all.

In the eyes of the ancestors of the True God Realm, these people are just like ants.

It is estimated that all these people will die if it is blown in one breath.

More than a dozen major forces slowly walked towards Luo Li.

A war seems imminent.

Right now.

Inside the ghost car, a roaring sound suddenly came from the ghost car.

Then a "rumbling" sound came from the depths of the pool.

The powerful evil spirits placed on the pool roared excitedly.

what happened?

Everyone stopped at this moment and looked at the pool with solemn expressions.

Lighting sky lanterns has been going on for thousands of years, and there has never been such an amazing change.

A vortex began to slowly spin in the ghost car.

The humans around who had their sky lanterns lit were all swept around the pool by the whirlpool.

Then an eerie laughter came from the depths of the whirlpool.

Everyone held their breath and watched the scene in front of them nervously.

Especially some strong men in the God-shaping realm suddenly changed their expressions slightly.

They actually felt an indescribable powerful aura in this vortex.

Ye Yun stood next to the ghost car, opened his eyes, and looked at the whirlpool quietly.

The ghost king born from the ground has now been completely repaired and is ready to be born.

Ye Yun was waiting for this moment.

He was strategizing all because he wanted this little devil to die clearly.

Otherwise, if he were to be wiped out directly, his death would be unclear, and there would be no point in doing so.

Ye Yun signed in for a hundred thousand years in that mysterious dark space.

What I fear most now is loneliness.

If he can do tricks to kill people, then he is playing into his hands.

A shocking breath suddenly rushed out of the vortex.

As soon as this aura appeared, the evil ghosts howling all around immediately fell on the ground and crawled on the ground one by one, showing fanatical expressions.

The expressions of the powerful men in the God-shaping realm next to them changed drastically, and they stepped back, looking at the whirlpool in shock.

"This... what kind of cultivation is this?"

A middle-aged man asked with a shocked look on his face.

"This is the Divine Bridge Realm."

The white-haired old man said with a solemn expression.

What?

He turned out to be a strong man in the Shenqiao realm!

Hearing the old man's words, everyone around him was shocked.

The next moment, everyone shuddered.

That aura was obviously not a human aura, but a sinister aura filled with evil spirits.

This is a powerful ghost king.

The ghost king of the Shenqiao realm.

Thinking of this, everyone's faces turned pale and they were ready to turn around and run away.

A black ghost mist rushed out of the maelstrom.

In mid-air, it kept squirming and turned into a black behemoth.

He was five or six feet tall, and his body was filled with black energy.

This supreme ghost king has blood-red eyes and a green face with fangs, giving people a very vicious feeling.

"Hahaha... I have finally recovered."

Thousands of years later, when he saw the sky again, this ghost king couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

"Run."

All around, all the human monks screamed in surprise and fled in all directions like birds and beasts.

"This king is reborn, shouldn't you congratulate me?"

A "rumbling" sound resounded throughout Wangui Ridge.

Someone immediately stopped, turned around in fear, and knelt on the ground.

"Congratulations to the Ghost King!"

"Congratulations to the Ghost King!"

One after another, human monks knelt on the ground and tremblingly expressed their inner congratulations.

There were also some human monks who fled quickly.

When the Ghost King saw this, he couldn't help being furious. He stretched out his big hand and shot out streams of black light.

The black light roared in and swept back the human monks.

The Ghost King reached out and threw these humans into his mouth.

Click!

Click!

Chewed it and swallowed it.

Seeing how ferocious this ghost king was, actually devouring fellow human beings alive, the other people were so frightened that they almost fainted and fell to the ground.

The strong men in the Shenqiao realm are too strong!

It's simply not something people like them can handle.

After eating dozens of human monks, the ghost king wiped the corners of his mouth covered with blood with his hand and laughed.

"I haven't felt this good in years."

His laughter just passed.

Suddenly a warm voice resounded throughout the space.

"A ghost is a ghost, the lowest creature, and will never be on the stage!"