Chapter 12: Demon King Advancement
"I'm from Shenlong Sect."
Luo Li's chin was slightly raised, and her small face showed a look of pride.
The white-haired old man was taken aback for a moment, blinked, and thought hard, but he didn't expect this divine dragon sect to be sacred?
Is it an outside force?
The old man thought to himself.
Next to the old man, there was a young monk whose cultivation was on the fifth floor of Yuanhai Realm.
After listening to Luo Li's words, he couldn't help but let out a ridicule.
"Shenlong Sect, is this the sect of the Gu Yue Dynasty? Why have you never heard of it?"
Luo Li glanced at him indifferently, and said indifferently.
"My Shenlong Sect is just a small school, incomparable to your magnificent Promise Divine Sword Sect."
The young man chuckled.
"It's good if you know. Our Promise Divine Sword Sect is one of the ten major sects of the Gu Yue Dynasty. Today's strength can rank in the top five."
The old man saw that the disciple was so unobstructed, he couldn't help turning his head and glared at him fiercely.
This beautiful little girl, at a glance, knew that she was born from a very high level.
Don't look at anything else, just look at the imperial-level robe that she wears, that's not something that ordinary sects can get.
Even if it was the head of their Promise Divine Sword Sect, they did not have an imperial robes.
So the old man did not dare to underestimate the little girl in front of him.
"Little girl, are you here alone?"
The old man asked with a smile.
Luo Li nodded, and did not speak.
At almost this moment, everyone nearby had a strange look in their eyes.
As long as some experts with extremely deep qualifications had already locked their eyes on Luo Li's yellow-level robe.
Now the old man used words to test out the details of the little girl.
Then they would have no scruples, and could directly grab the imperial-level robe from the little girl.
Anyway, after throwing the excuse on Wanguiling, no one must be so unsightly and would look for Wanguiling's bad luck.
However, there are now more than a dozen major forces in total.
If it is really to be seized, I am afraid it will be extremely tragic.
The old man stared at Luo Li harmlessly, and smiled kindly: "Little girl, you are wearing an imperial robe."
Luo Li glanced at the old man coldly, knowing it well.
In the arena for so many years.
Luo Li naturally understood the meaning of these people's eyes.
Wealth is touching.
No one will not be uninterested in this imperial magic weapon.
"Why, are you trying to grab my imperial robe?"
Luo Li's eyes were cold, and he drew out the Supreme Golden Dragon Sword, and pointed at the old man with the tip of the sword.
Although this old man is a great monk who shapes the gods, Luo Li is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
She has the eternal level of Shenlong Sect swordsmanship, and the God level Supreme Golden Dragon Sword in her hand, coupled with her Shenlong Nine Transformations, the body is extremely strange, it is not impossible to fight against the power of the gods. under.
Even if she can't fight, isn't there an ancestor next to her?
So Luo Li didn't worry at all.
In the eyes of the ancestors of the True God Realm, these people are just like ants.
It is estimated that all of these people will die in one breath.
More than a dozen big forces slowly walked towards Luoli.
The war seems to be on the verge.
Just now.
Inside the ghost car, suddenly there was a raging sound.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of "rumble" came out from the depths of the pool.
The powerful evil spirits placed on the pool roared excitedly.
what's happening?
Everyone stopped at this moment and looked at the pool solemnly.
Lighting the sky lanterns has lasted for thousands of years, and there has never been such an astonishing change.
A whirlpool began to slowly spin out of the ghost car.
The surrounding humans who were lit by sky lanterns were all swept around the pool by the whirlpool.
Then a gloomy laugh came from the depths of the whirlpool.
Everyone held their breath and watched the scene nervously.
Especially some powerhouses who shape the gods, their expressions suddenly changed slightly.
They actually felt an unspeakable and powerful aura in this whirlpool.
Ye Yun stood beside the ghost car, opened his eyes, and quietly looked at the vortex.
The ghost king born under the ground is now completely restored and ready to be born.
Ye Yun was waiting for this moment.
He strategized, nothing more than trying to make this little devil clear.
Otherwise, he will be killed directly, he will die unclearly, and it will be meaningless to do so.
Ye Yun signed in for a hundred thousand years in that mysterious dark space.
The most feared now is loneliness.
If killing people can play tricks, then it is in his arms.
A shocking breath suddenly burst out from the whirlpool.
As soon as this breath appeared, the evil spirits roaring around suddenly fell on the surroundings, all creeping on the ground, showing a fanatical look.
And the powerhouses in the shape of the gods next to them changed drastically, backing back and forth, looking at the whirlpool with shock.
"This is... what is this cultivation base?"
A middle-aged man asked in shock.
"This is the Divine Bridge Realm."
The white-haired old man said solemnly.
what?
Turned out to be a strong man in the Divine Bridge Realm!
Hearing the old man's words, everyone nearby was shocked.
The next moment, everyone shuddered.
That breath is obviously not a human breath, but a gloomy breath full of evil spirits.
This is a powerful ghost king.
The ghost king of the **** bridge realm.
Thinking of everyone here with earthy faces, ready to turn around and escape.
A black ghost mist rushed out of the vortex.
In mid-air, constantly wriggling, turned into a black behemoth.
He was five or six feet tall, and his body was filled with black energy.
This supreme ghost king, with blood-red eyes and blue-faced fangs, gives people a very vicious feeling.
"Hahaha...this king, finally recovered."
Thousands of years later, seeing the sky again, the ghost king couldn't help but laugh.
"Run."
Around, all the human monks exclaimed, fleeing like birds and animals.
"This king is born again, shouldn't you give this king a joy?"
A "rumbling" sound resounded throughout Wanguiling.
Immediately someone stopped, turned around in fright and knelt on the ground.
"Congratulations to the ghost king!"
"Hexi Ghost King!"
One after another human monks knelt on the ground, and tremblingly sent out inner congratulations.
Some human monks fled quickly.
When the ghost king saw this, he couldn't help being furious, stretched out his big hand, and shot out black lights.
The black light whizzed in and rolled back the human monks.
The ghost king reached out and threw these humans into his mouth.
Click!
Click!
Chewed into the stomach.
Seeing that this ghost king was so cruel, he directly gave birth to fellow human beings, and the others were so scared that they almost fainted to the ground.
The powerhouses of the Divine Bridge Realm are too strong!
It's simply not something they can handle.
After eating dozens of human monks, the ghost king wiped the corners of his blood-filled mouth with his hands, and laughed.
"It's been so cool for many years."
His laughter just passed.
Suddenly a gentle voice resounded throughout the space.
"A ghost is a ghost, the lowest creature can never be on the table!"
