The Immortal Emperor Returns - Chapter 137

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"Brother Ghost King, we don't want anyone to leave today." Yin Zong was angry, the iron beetle couldn't hold back Chu Xun. The Ghost King was still in the theater at this time, still hiding, really killing.

The ghost king was angry, his eyes flickered, and he turned over and took out a black cup.

"Ghost Cup."

When Yinzong saw this, she took two steps back in horror and exclaimed!

The ghost king gave him a surprised look, but Yinzong actually knew the raising ghost cup?

Yin Zong's eyes were jealous. He did not expect that the ghost king's hole card was actually a ghost bowl. Once the contents inside were released, the whole circle of ten miles might turn into a sea of ​​blood, and even they might not escape.

The Ghost Cup is the name of the martial arts circle. No one knows it accurately, because it is not made by present means, but passed down from ancient times. As for the age, it is impossible to know, but only a long time.

At that time, an archeological team dug up a cup of raising ghosts. I wonder what it is? It took nine cows and two tigers to open it suddenly, but the contents inside were released, and the archaeological team could not help but even the people in the radius of ten miles were slaughtered. This happened just near the forces of the Ghost Sect, so he knew very clear.

Chu Xun's strange scarlet eyes narrowed, he felt danger.

"Return." Chu Xun asked Chen Hanlong and others to return to the villa.

For Chu Xun's words, they always obeyed unconditionally. Mo Xinghe mentioned Liu Jiefei, who had passed out, and everyone retreated into the villa.

Chu Xun printed the seal at an extremely fast speed, and arranged the array to cover the entire villa.

Hum!

The iron beetle hovering in midair was also faintly disturbed, a little irritable, and then swooped down.

Chu Xun Lengheng, a fierce punch hit the sky, the fist wind drew horror.

puff!

This time, the iron beetle disintegrated and was burst by Chu Xunyi's boxing.

Yin Zong's eyes were uncertain, and the indestructible iron beetle was also blown by Chu Xun, which made his heart twitch a few times.

The ghost king looked at Yinzong and asked for his opinion. Would you like to open the cup of raising ghosts?

Yin Zong flashed, and he couldn't decide for a moment. This thing was terrible. He would take this step if he had to.

Huh!

Chu Xun turned into a streamer, and came up with the ghost cup.

Everyone knows that his every move now can involve the nerves of the ghost king and others. Seeing him approaching, the ghost king's eyes were stern and he photographed with a palm, and the lid of the raising ghost cup collapsed.

In a hurry, a creepy sense of danger came from the ghost cup.

Uh ...!

The weird sound blew up, making the hairs stand upside down, and the ghost king threw the ghost cup directly, and then stumbled to the ground.

The ghost cup did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air.

The cries of crickets kept ringing, and the thickening black gas was constantly rising from the Yang Gui Cup, accompanied by the monstrous blood and the taste of death.

The small ghost-cup is like a bottomless pit, and the black gas keeps rising and condensing, and finally turns into a humanoid species that is three or four meters high and floats in the air.

"What the **** is that?" Chen Hanlong and others were restless and wanted to peek through the window, only to see this appalling scene.

"I don't know. It looks terrific. You look at those ghost kings." Mo Xinghe's eyes were dignified.

"Regardless of what ghost he is, sir is an immortal who descends from the earth, and what ghosts are stabbed to death." Chu Xun is God in Chen Hanlong's heart, and nothing can stump him.

"This thing is very dangerous." Hua Qingwu started, her voice was dignified, she was an immortal, and she was very sensitive.

"Sir, is there danger?" Mo Xinghe asked, worried.

Hua Qingwu shook his head.

The crowd was silent, staring nervously outside.

...

...

Chu Xun's gaze, he already recognized when this thing appeared, this is a rigid, the old ghost king also wanted to become a rigid, but has not evolved intact.

The zombie in front of him is much stronger than the old ghost king. I wonder how long it has evolved in this ghost raising cup?

When in the other world, there were zombie clans, famous for their physical arrogance, which was very powerful.

Fortunately, he obtained the blood of Zulong, perfected the nine-turn method of Qinglong, learned the Phoenix Classic, and broke through to the middle of the foundation. Otherwise, he can only run away today.

Uh ...!

The zombie called, black gas tumbling.

Ghost King and Yinzong's faces suddenly changed, feeling the blood in their bodies tumbled, as if they were about to rush out of the body.

The people behind him who were born afterward were screaming in horror, their bodies were out of control, and they were taken off by an invisible force and struck to a deadlock.

At this time, Chu Xun's scarlet eyes had dissipated, and there was endless indifference.

Huh!

Chu Xun moved, quickly flashed out, raised his fist to kill, Zhenyuan condensed into a chain and burst out.

Uh ...!

Blood splattered, and the frightened and screaming acquired martial artists were directly blasted by Chu Xun.

Because he knows that the whole body is rigid at this time, if he **** the blood of these people, his strength will increase greatly, and he can speak.

Those acquired martial arts were killed, but the corpses did not fall to the ground, but continued to drift towards the deadlock.

Chu Xun Lengheng, one-handed seal, volleyed.

Void turbulence, crushed by the huge palm condensed by Zhenyuan.

Devil's Palm-Silence.

On the other side, howling, black gas rolled, and a huge black gas swept through the huge fingerprints that the organization wanted to fall.

boom!

After the transfer of black gas and huge fingerprints, the void suddenly twisted, and a silent explosion sounded. The black gas was crushed by the huge fingerprints, and the corpses and blood floating in the air were smashed to the ground.

boom!

The mountains swayed, the ground exploded, and the dust and tumbling swelled, such as the huge waves spreading.

Needless to say, those corpses must not even have dregs left, and the blood was either evaporated or nourished.

Huh!

Screaming stiffly, Chu Xun could feel his anger.

Immediately afterwards, a mass of black gas condensed, as if in essence, each had the size of a basketball, and rushed towards Chu Xun.

Chu Xun reached out and grabbed.

Huh!

The black air mass was caught and exploded.

Uh ...!

Chu Xun's hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, and the black air masses burst apart.

Until the last air mass burst open, mid-air suddenly screamed.

I saw the three masters following the ghost king sucked into the dark air. In the blink of an eye, the three corpses fell from the dark air, and they had already become dry corpses, and the blood and blood disappeared.

"You guys!"

Chu Xun's eyes were cold, and he said to the ghost king.

At this time, the dark sky suddenly contracted, as if returning to the ghost cup. In fact, the dead body is eating black gas.

Suddenly, the dark sky was devoured by the dead, and he appeared in the sight of everyone.

The appearance is the same as that of other people, except that the height of three meters and the height of three meters, the wide-mouthed cavities, the two fangs with ten centimeters exposed outside, bloodshot on it, the whole body is naked, untouched, the surface of the body is all The dark red muscles are like red rocks, and the meridians are hidden in these dark red muscles, like red snakes, which are disgusting and frightening. The whole body is full of blood and it is scary.

"My King is finally back. Who awakened my King? I want to reward him." He said stiffly, no longer a squeak of crickets, sucking the blood of the three, his tongue was softened and he could speak.

The ghost king and Yinzong lay on the ground, and the breath on the stiff body was too scary, making them tremble.

"Is it you?" Zombie eyes moved on the ghost king and Yinzong.

The two of them chuckled their heads and said, "Welcome the return of the king."

The two of them didn't know stiff, nor did they know how to call it, and they directly called the king.

His face was stiff and expressionless. He stared at the two for a while, and then spoke for a long time: "So weak and weak, if you want to wake up the king, you will be forced to take you as a slave and follow the king."

The ghost king and the yin sect are mournful, and the bitterness in their hearts is unexplainable. The master of the five grades is a god-like existence everywhere, but now they have become slaves, and they are still reluctantly accepted, which makes them both angrily and dying.

But both of them are greedy for life and fear of death, even if they are unwilling and unwilling, they finally bow their heads and thank him.

"Thank you King for the gift!"

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