Chapter 8647

Damn it!

Lingdi was so angry that he beat the Dragon chair!

On the handle of the Dragon chair, there was a faint black smoke.

"Hum -"

a slight sound sounded in the night sky.

However, the emperor was angry and didn't notice it until the black gas from the Dragon chair formed a black shadow and stood upright in front of the emperor.

As soon as Ling Di looked up, he saw the empty shadow in front of him, and was immediately frightened!

Because the shadow was covered in a black cloak, with its head lowered, and the whole face could not be seen. The cloak was winding down on the ground and could not see its feet.

However, we can clearly feel a kind of terrifying deterrence hanging over the spirit emperor.

"You, you, who are you? How the hell did you get in here? " Lingdi's face was pale, and he yelled at the outside, "come on! Come on

The mysterious man in the black cloak raised his head slowly.

"Ah

Lingdi screamed!

In fact, the strength of the spirit emperor is not low, but when the emperor for a long time, more and more cherish life.

The face in front of me is really terrible.

Because this face, no eyes, no nose, no mouth To be more precise, it's like a fake face with a snow-white mask.

At first glance, it looks like a ghost in legend.

Ling Di was scared to slide from the Dragon chair, and his whole body was shaking: "you, you, who are you in the end?! How did you get in here?! What do you want to do? "

Lingdi scolded in his heart. Did all the people outside die? He yelled so loud that none of the people outside came in?

"The dead Lord God." The voice of indifference rang out.

"Death, death, the spirit of the dead?" Ling Di's heart trembled slightly, "is it a legendary ghost? The Lord, the Lord, the LORD God of the dead

In fact, when the spirit emperor asked, he already believed it. Because of the cold and strange breath of the God of the dead, he was confused in the whole hall and even invaded his whole meridians!

"I, I, am I going to die? Are you taking me with you? " The spirit emperor was scared to a blank and stiff.

Instead of answering, the undead asked him, "do you want to be stronger?"

The voice of the God of the dead is indifferent, just like the god Buddha on the sea of nine clouds, looking at all living beings.

As if the spirit emperor answered or not, it was nothing important.

"Stronger? You say I can be strong? " Didn't you come to kill him? Ling Di's heart was slowly relieved, and the cold sweat on his forehead was not wiped. He asked, "why do you want to help me?"

The God of the undead cast a disdainful glance at the spirit emperor.

Lingdi's heart was tight, busy interface: "good, you don't say you can, but what price do I need to pay?"

"Sell me your soul." The God of the dead frowned.

"Ah!"

"If the soul is sold to you, then I will Dead? " Asked the emperor.

"What do you say?" The voice of the undead was indifferent.

Lingdi ignored and said: "if I die, it doesn't matter if he floods. If I sell my soul to you, how strong the royal family will be in the future? What does it have to do with me? I don't want to die. "

"So you won't die."

"Ah?" The spirit emperor exclaimed.

"Not only will he not die, but he will become the absolute king of the spirit world!" The God of the dead said calmly, "sell your soul to me, and I will take you as an apprentice, and in this 100 years, your strength will be very strong, at least in the spirit world, no one can surpass you. And all you have to do is - "

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