Chapter 970

Since the king of Tibet has seen through the intention of the king of Song Jiang, he will not be fooled by him. Tang Zheng is relieved. Like the king of Song Jiang, he wants to kill each other.

"However --"

the talk of the king of Tibet turned around and said something that surprised several people.

"I treat all living beings equally, and King Song Jiang is one of them. Therefore, I will not watch him die in the hand of King Youming. Moreover, the power of King Youming is very strong. If he swallows King King Song Jiang, it will be more difficult to control it."

"Hahaha..." The king of Song Jiang laughs wildly in his heart. The king of Tibet is so rigid. He is so stubborn and inflexible for his so-called belief.

In that case, he can keep his life.

Tang Zheng's face changed slightly, sighed in a dark tone, looked at the expression of the refusal of the Tibetan king, and knew that it was useless to say more, and could not persuade him at all.

However, the king of the netherworld was furious: "the king of Tibet, you have suppressed me for so many years, I haven't asked you to settle accounts, but you have sent them to my house. In that case, all of you must die today. "

With that, his angry eyes swept over several people.

All of a sudden, his eyes were fixed on Tang Zheng, and he was a little surprised. Then he was overjoyed: "ha ha, there is a big living man. It's strange. There is a big living man in the ghost world. It must be delicious."

Tang Zheng's heart was cold. As expected, none of the guys in Jiuyou hell were normal. Even the hell king wanted to eat him. He was not Tang Monk's flesh.

"The king of the earth, you have been trying to dispel the evil spirits and ghosts in Jiuyou hell. But you don't really see the power of these evil spirits and ghosts. Today, I will open your eyes."

The voice of the king of the netherworld was shrill and shrill. The other people's heartstrings trembled. They heard the voice quickly spread to the eighteen layers of hell.

At that time, a series of sharp echoes came from the inner wall of the eighteen layers of hell. The magic sound filled our ears, making our hearts tremble.

"It's not an echo!" Tang Zheng's face changed a lot, he cried.

"Ha ha, smart, this is not an echo indeed. Don't you always think that the ghost in Jiuyou hell is a group of scattered sand? I tell you, wrong! They are not scattered, but lack a leader. Now I am the leader, and their power will exceed your imagination. "

As the voice fell, a cloud of black gas appeared on the inner wall of the eighteen layers of hell, and finally turned into a face.

Tang Zheng's eyes were fixed. There were countless black holes on the inner walls. They were as black as a honeycomb. Tang Zheng didn't notice this just now. It seems to be particularly shocking at the moment.

It seems that there are countless ghosts hiding in those black holes. They keep screaming, and then the ghosts rush out and fly around the heads of several people.

"This is..." Song Jiang Wang's eyes gaped.

The king of Tibet sighed quietly and said: "ten thousand ghosts are out of the cage. If it is not suppressed, the ghost world will be in chaos."

"The ghost world is in chaos!" Song Jiang Wang's shoulders shook, and he understood the seriousness of this sentence.

Tang Zheng thought unkindly that it would not be profitable for him if the ghost world was in chaos.

The king of Tibetans glanced at Tang Zheng lightly, as if he had a deep insight into his heart, and said, "there is a great disorder in the ghost world, and ghosts cannot be born smoothly, which does more harm than good to the world."

With such a little help, Tang Zheng can't help being ashamed. His thoughts are too narrow and blind.

Of course, this did not shake Tang Zheng's determination to absorb the original energy of the ghost world. The world must be restored to the big world, and the world must be stronger than the ghost world, just as it has been for many years, which is most beneficial to the world.

"So, we work together to suppress the netherworld king, which is the best choice." The king continued.

Tang Zheng's mind moved and asked, "aren't you really the opponent of the netherworld king?"

The king of the earth didn't answer, and the king of the netherworld replied: "since he can't hold me down and let me be born, it means that my skill has surpassed him. Now he wants to stop me, humph, dreaming

The fact that the king of the earth didn't deny it shows that what the king of the netherworld said is true, which shocked both Tang Zheng and Song Jiang.

In particular, King Song Jiang clearly knows that the Tibetan king is an expert in the ghost world, but now he is not the opponent of the netherworld king. How can he not be surprised?

"Whether I can beat you or not, the king of the netherworld, with me, will not allow you to do evil and poison the ghost world." The king of Tibet is not sad or happy, he said quietly.

"Hum, King Song Jiang, let you live for a while. I'll solve the big problem of the Fallen King of Tibet first, and then I'll clean you up." Said the king of the netherworld.

In a flash, he hovered in front of the Tibetan king, who sat in the pool. No matter how rough the water around him raised, he could not hurt him.

He raised his eyes and face, looked at the netherworld King lightly, and said, "netherworld king, then I will see what magic you have learned."

"Ghost of the netherworld." The king of the netherworld said four words softly."Ah, what? Do you really practice ghost art? " King Song Jiang was shocked. He heard about this magic. When he was under the hand of the netherworld king, the netherworld king once mentioned this magic.

This set of magic is a new set of magic conceived by the king of the netherworld. This kind of magic is very vicious, and it must devour countless ghosts for its own use. At the beginning, the king of the netherworld was a king of hell. It was impossible to cultivate this kind of rebellious magic. Few people knew about it except Song Jiang.

If it was not for the king of the netherworld to mention it, he could hardly remember it. Now I immediately recall the description of this set of magic by the netherworld king. I was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

Looking at King Song Jiang's startled reaction, King Youming said with a smile, "you can remember this set of magic. I didn't think of it. Have you left your idea of running away now?"

The king of Song Jiang's face was changeable, and he said, "king of the netherworld, don't be proud too early. Do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand? You are too confident. I'm not the Song River of that year. The king of Tibetans has understood the Tibetans. Can't we join hands to resist you? "

At the critical moment of life and death, King Song Jiang put his chance to live on the king of Tibet.

"Well, it's hard to talk when you're dying." The king of the netherworld was furious. "From now on, I will rule the ghost world. Since you are stubborn, I will use you to sacrifice my netherworld ghost skill first."

The five fingers of the king of the netherworld closed abruptly, and the ghosts in the air rushed to several people in an instant. There were tens of thousands of ghosts, including ghost people, ghost soldiers, ghost generals, ghost commanders, and even a few ghost kings. The fighting power of their attack together was amazing and powerful.

The three men launched counter attacks coincidentally, each different.

Tang Zheng opened his bow and pulled his arrows. He fired three arrows at a time. He pierced the ghost at the front and strung the one at the back.

Three arrows and three directions form three spectacular scenes.

Archery is like a chain of sugar gourd, even a ghost king can not escape the attack of archery.

The ghost opens his teeth and dances his claws. He keeps struggling, trying to break away from the archery.

However, the sun archery is brilliant. In an instant, there is a series of deafening explosions on the sun archery. Those ghosts explode completely and become a stream of Yin Qi.

At the same time, the Yan seal in Song Jiang's hand was also brilliant, turning into thousands of black lights, enveloping the rushed ghost. The ghost immediately made a shrill scream, melted into a wisp of Yin Qi, and was inhaled by Yan Wang seal.

The way of the king of Tibet is the most understatement. He has drawn a few complicated runes in the empty space in front of his body. As soon as the ghosts meet the runes, they are immediately wrapped by one golden rune. They keep struggling to break away from the shackles of the runes.

However, in a short time, they found that all this was in vain, struggling more and more slowly, and finally the ferocious color became peaceful and peaceful. There was no violence at all, and disappeared with the golden flash.

This is the degree of the king of the earth's Tibet, which has turned the whole body into a normal ghost.

All three of them are decisive and powerful.

The king of the netherworld saw the ghosts disappear, but his face did not change at all. Instead, his eyes showed a sense of banter.

"Is that a little level?" The king of the netherworld asked, "do you think it's all right to kill those? I'll tell you that the most powerful thing about the ghost technique is that it can continuously supplement the reinforcements. Song Jiang, you should be very clear about this. "

King Song Jiang was pale and asked, "do you really want to do this?"

The king of the netherworld nodded without hesitation: "of course!"

"What is he going to do?" The king of Tibetans had an ominous premonition and hurriedly asked.

In these years, he has been fighting against the netherworld King secretly for many times. He knows the power of the netherworld king very well, so he has always been inseparable and sticks to the eighteen layers of hell.

Without his suppression, the king of the netherworld would have broken through the water, and it would not have been until today.

"He's going to really play the ghost." Song Jiang Wang's voice was shaking.

"Hahaha..." The king of the netherworld laughed wildly when he heard the words, "netherworld ghost skill, all ghosts in the world are for me, change!"

The king of the netherworld opened his mouth, and the voice burst out from his throat like a rumbling thunder. When his hand was thrown, a black light rushed directly out of eighteen layers of hell. Even the ghost hit the wall outside could not hide its power.

Boom!

A loud bang blew in the sky, as if the sky had been poked a hole, a black hole appeared in the sky without any sign.

"This is the king of the netherworld's seal!" Exclaimed the king of Tibet.

Every king of hell has his seal. After the death of the netherworld king, the seal also disappeared. Everyone thought it had been damaged or lost, but it was still in the hands of the king of netherworld.

There is no doubt that this seal is an artifact with great power. It merges with that black hole and changes the atmosphere between heaven and earth.

Almost all the members of ghost world saw the vision in the sky, and this vision started from Jiuyou hell. They kept guessing and wondering what happened.Whoops!

A strong attraction rose, many ghosts screamed and flew directly to the black hole in the sky.

These ghosts are not only ghost people, but also ghost bad, ghost general, ghost commander and even ghost king. Facing the black hole, they have no power to parry and are inhaled immediately.

The ghost world is in a mess!

[author's aside]: come back from the meeting and update it normally tomorrow.