The scene was silent, almost audible“ The second time of two million top-grade ghost beads... "Qingyu peeked at the box where the black robed old man was, and saw no movement." the third time of two million top-grade ghost beads, let's congratulate this friend in box 3. " Whoo! It's finally over. Qin Yushen took the tree from the auction staff, looked at it, put it away, and left the box with song Yanning. They know there is a big war waiting for them. With a cold smile, the old man stood up and walked out of the box. Now it's time for him to harvest their lives. Song Yanning and Qin Yushen get out of the auction house and run quickly towards the gate of the city. Seeing the figure of song Yanning and Qin Yushen running away, the old man in black robe disdains to hook his lips. His figure flashes and he keeps up with them. As long as he's watching, you don't want to leave alive. Song Yanning and Qin stop when they get out of the netherworld. The black robed old man saw that they stopped, and a little surprise flashed in their red eyes. Then he gave a cold smile, "it's a little self-knowledge. Let's hand it over." Qin Yushen raised his hand to offer his flying sword. With a wave of his hand, countless swords swept to the old man with the momentum of destroying heaven and earth. The old man in black robe was slightly stunned. In response, he quickly raised his hand, and hundreds of skeletons were sacrificed by him“ Bang, bang, bang The skeletons collided with Qin Yushen's sword, and the skeletons turned into debris and fell to the ground. The old man in black took a puff at the corner of his mouth. He thought that Qin Yushen was just a ghost king. His sword could not fight against his own skeleton. He would be eaten by his own skeleton, but the result was unexpected“ Who are you? " With his understanding of Qianli ghost king and Moshan ghost king, they will not be so strong. Song Yanning sacrificed the judge's pen and inkstone. She wanted to try their power“ Judge's pen The black robed old man was shocked to see song Yanning's pen. Song Yanning dipped his judge's pen in the inkstone and wrote a huge word "death" in the air. Then he saw the golden word "death" turned into a golden light and shot at the old man in black robe. The old man in black robe wanted to escape quickly, but he was still slow. The golden light entered his body. Soon, he felt that the vitality in his body was being pulled away quickly, and his cultivation was also in a rapid decline“ You are not Qianli ghost king and Moshan ghost king. Who are you? " The old man in black robe has regretted it now, but he knows it's useless to regret it. Once he is sentenced to death, he will die. Song Yanning and Qin Yushen did not answer, but just looked at the old man in black. The vitality of the old man in black robe was quickly pulled away, and his body was slowly dry fried like a balloon“ I'm not reconciled... "The black robed old man closed his eyes in despair and slowly fell to the ground. He is a ghost emperor, the highest existence in the nether world, but he died in the hands of two younger generation who don't even know their identity. Song Yanning and Qin Yushen take a light look at the old man in black robe who has no breath and turn to leave. Not long after they left, a figure fell beside the old man in black robe. He looked at the old man in black robe, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes. Seeing the ring on the old man's hand, he was even more shocked. I didn't expect that those two people didn't even like the storage ring of the black robed ghost emperor. He was suddenly very glad that he was a little late, otherwise he might end up in the same situation as the black robed ghost emperor.