Chapter 4474

Emperor Shen holds ye Lingyue in her arms. Ye Lingyue sets her mind and looks at the corpse devil. She looks uneasy.

"The road to heaven really leads to thirty-three days?"

"I don't know. It's just what the Lord Wu said. It's said that the end of the road to heaven is thirty-three days. If you walk through the road, you can become a man and a man, and some of you can even become earth immortals."

The corpse demon answers, growling in the bottom of his heart. These people seem to have not understood the situation.

If they were witches, they should not have shivered with fear when they heard the name of the sorcerer king. How could they react like this?

"And what Emperor Zhou you said is dead or alive. You will know when you ask the Witch King."

The corpse demon said again.

"Corpse devil, don't think I can't see it. You want to lead us up the mountain to find the Witch King."

Emperor Shen snorted coldly and looked at the corpse devil's eyes, which was a bit cold.

The corpse demon trembled with fright, and felt that the whole body was cold, and his tongue would be frozen and knotted.

"I didn't mean that. If you don't believe me, you can go up the mountain with me. I know the way up the mountain. I heard that in a short time, the road to heaven will be opened. If you can become a man of heaven, you will know it. "

The corpse devil's eyes turned, but he didn't expect that his trick would be seen through by the boy.

"Don't listen to him talking nonsense. The king of sorcery is cruel. If you really want to go up the mountain, everyone will never come back."

Old Xin tou stopped drinking.

These lonely souls stayed in Wangwu mountain for so long. What the king of witches did was also influenced by them. However, he did not know that the king of witches had controlled the corpse demons and killed them in secret.

At this time, the hillside direction, suddenly came a rumbling sound, like spring thunder suddenly arrived.

In the direction of the mountainside, the fog that had been covering the mountain of Wang Wu suddenly dispersed.

When the corpse demon saw this, he was overjoyed.

"What an old xintou, are you afraid of death and dare to insult the Witch King. Great king of sorcery, there are some foreign mountain intruders who want to harm your most loyal minister. Save me

The corpse devil suddenly yelled at the hillside.

Ye Lingyue and Dixin look at each other, and ye Lingyue quickly makes xiaozhiyo and xiaowuya retreat. Dixin urges the sword Qi, and the sword Qi starts to roar. He wants to protect himself in front of several people.

"The mole ants who don't know how to live or die dare to break into Wang Wushan. Corpse devil, you useless thing

In the direction of the hillside, at the moment when the mist dispersed, there was a pair of withered, gray ghost claws, which were as thin as firewood, falling from the sky.

The ghost's claw was fierce and cold. The left claw reached the corpse demon, and the claw broke the soul chain of Ye Lingyue bound on the corpse demon, and one claw went to the direction of the little ghost.

The Witch King coveted the spirit of the little ghost for a long time. When he woke up today, he found that the ghost's breath was close at hand, so he would not let go.

"Little devil! Run to the ancient battlefield, don't look back

Old Xin head saw, sharp eyed, a small ghost to the direction of Ye Lingyue and di Xin, but he himself was caught by the Witch King.

At the time of the appearance of the wizard king, there were a lot of mists sweeping in the direction of the hillside.

The fog came fiercely, but also mixed with a rotten smell, the color was reddish green, leaf Lingyue at a glance, you know that the fog is toxic.

"Be careful, everyone. Don't get foggy."

Ye Lingyue and Dixin exchange their eyes, and they are no longer hesitant. Ye Lingyue rolls up the ghost with her soul chain. Dixin has a little Wuya and xiaozhiyo in one hand. According to Lao xintou's words, they run towards the ancient battlefield.

Old xintou stayed in the king witch for a long time. He had a set of methods to deal with the Witch King.

The strength of the Witch King is unpredictable. This is not the time to meet the tough.

"Old xintou!"

The little ghost is struggling, and he is watching the old Xin head captured by the Witch King.

"Old ghost, how dare to obstruct the king's plan, damn it!"

Old xintou's soul, like a piece of paper, was directly torn up by the Witch King.

"Leave! Kid, you must leave Wang Wu

The voice of the old ghost echoed coldly in the air.

Ye Lingyue's heart sank.

But she didn't look back, and she knew that it was too late to turn back.

The Witch King can tear a ghost with 5000 years of soul with one hand, and his cultivation is much more powerful than they think.

"Let me go back. I want to go back. I can't leave Lao xintou behind."

The ghost is struggling, and the soul chain in ye Lingyue's hands is rattling.

The breath of the king is getting closer and closer.

If the kid struggles on like this, ye Lingyue will not be affected. I'm afraid he will be caught soon.

"If you want old Xin to die in vain, you will struggle well."

Ye Lingyue just lightly left a sentence, the other side of the soul chain, quickly no movement.The child, at least, is reasonable.

Ye Lingyue is a little relieved. She and Dixin look at each other in four eyes, and their body methods are doubled, and they walk towards the core area of the ancient battlefield.

After death, the breath of the Witch King gradually disappeared.

And it seems that, just like what old xintou said, the Witch King did not know for some reason that his range of activities was limited, and he could only move around the mountainside.

Leaving that area, the Witch King was in a difficult position.

This means that as long as you do not leave the core area of the ancient battlefield and break into the activity area of the wizard king, it is safe.

Ye Lingyue and di Xin confirm that there is no tracking after death, this just stopped to live.

Around, only the whirring wind.

"Kid, if you feel bad, cry."

Ye Lingyue gently let go of the kid.

The little guy has never made a sound since his death.

Ye Lingyue can't see its expression clearly, but her mind, can feel an indescribable sadness, constantly reverberating in the air.

Ye Lingyue sighed.

She's not good at dealing with such parting scenes.

For Xiaogui, laoxintou is its only relative, and now his only relative is gone.

"I don't cry, old xintou said. Crying is the performance of the weak."

Children's voice, stubborn and immature.

The little shadow of the soul, still.

"We'll find a way to avenge you."

Ye Lingyue raised his hand to appease the kid, but his hand was in the air and fell empty.

She remembered that the child had no body.

"I will revenge myself, Witch King. I will kill him."

Ye Lingyue can't see the expression of Xiaogui, but at this time, she can feel a strong hatred from the kid.

How could a six-year-old child have the power of such a terrifying idea?

Even ye Lingyue, as a divination master, felt a burst of fear at this time.

What's the origin of it, kid?

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