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Chapter 12 The Ghost King was born(1/2)

"I'm from the Shenlong Sect."

Luo Li's chin raised slightly, and her little face showed a proud look.

The white-haired old man was stunned, blinked his eyes, and thought hard, but he didn't expect where the sacred place of the Shenlong Sect was?

Is it a force outside?

The old man thought to himself.

Next to the old man was a young monk with a cultivation level at the fifth level of the Yuanhai Realm.

After hearing Luo Li's words, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Shenlong Sect, is this the sect of the Guyue Dynasty? Why have you never heard of it?"

Luo Li glanced at him indifferently and said indifferently.

"My Shenlong Sect is just a small sect, and it cannot be compared with your dignified Wuji Divine Sword Sect."

The young man smiled.

"It's good that you know. Our Wuji Divine Sword Sect is one of the ten sects of the Guyue Dynasty. Its strength can now rank among the top five."

Seeing that his disciples were so unrestrained, the old man turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

This beautiful little girl can tell at a glance that she has a very tall background.

If you don’t look at anything else, just looking at the imperial robes she is wearing, it is not something that ordinary sects can do.

Even the head of their Wuji Divine Sword Sect does not have a royal robe.

So the old man didn't dare to underestimate the little girl in front of him.

"Miss, did you come alone?"

The old man asked with a smile beside him.

Luo Li nodded and did not say anything.

At almost this moment, everyone next to him showed a strange look in their eyes.

Any strong man with great qualifications has long locked his eyes on the imperial robe on Luo Li's body.

Now the old man used words to test the little girl's background.

Then they had no scruples and could directly snatch the girl's imperial robe.

Anyway, if you throw the excuse on Wanguiling afterwards, I believe no one is so blind and will find the bad luck of Wanguiling.

However, there are more than a dozen major forces in total.

It is probably extremely tragic to really take it off.

The old man stared at Luo Li with a harmless face, and smiled kindly, "Little girl, you are wearing an imperial robe."

Luo Li glanced at the old man coldly and knew it very well.

We have been struggling in the world for so many years.

Luo Li naturally knew the meaning of the eyes of these people in front of him.

Wealth moves people's hearts.

No one will not be interested in this imperial magic weapon.

"What, do you want to steal my imperial robes?"

Luo Li's eyes chilled, and he pulled out the Supreme Golden Dragon Sword and pointed the sword at the old man with the tip of the sword.

Although this old man was a great monk in the God-Sculpting Realm, Luo Li was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

She has the eternal level of the Dragon Sect sword technique, the god-level Supreme Golden Dragon Sword in her hand, and her nine transformations of the Dragon, her body movement is extremely strange, and she can compete with this powerful man in the God-Sculpting Realm.

Even if she can't fight, wouldn't she have an ancestor next to her?

So Luo Li was not worried at all.

In the eyes of the ancestors of the True God Realm, these people are just ants.

I guess they would blow it in one breath and all of these people would die.

More than a dozen major forces slowly walked towards Luo Li.

The war seemed to be about to break out.

It was at this moment.

A surging sound suddenly came from the ghost car.

Then a "rumbling" sound came from the depths of the pool.

The powerful evil spirits placed on the pool roared excitedly.

what happened?

Everyone stopped at this moment and looked at the pool with a serious look on their faces.

The sky lantern lighting has lasted for thousands of years, and this amazing change has never occurred.

A vortex began to slowly turn out from the ghost car.

The humans around who were lit with sky lanterns were swept around the pool by whirlpools.

Then a gloomy laughter came from the depths of the vortex.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the scene in front of them nervously.

Especially some powerful people in the God-Sculpting Realm suddenly changed their faces slightly.

They actually felt an indescribable powerful aura in this vortex.

Ye Yun stood next to the ghost car, opened his eyes, and quietly looked at the vortex.

The ghost king born underground has now completely restored his soul and is ready to be born.

Ye Yun was waiting for this moment.

He was planning to make this little devil die clearly.

Otherwise, he will be wiped out directly, and he will die in vain, and it will be meaningless to do that.

Ye Yun signed for 100,000 years in that mysterious dark space.

What I fear most now is loneliness.

If even killing people can do something, then it will be exactly what he wants.

A shocking aura suddenly rushed out of the vortex.

As soon as this aura appeared, the evil ghosts whistling around suddenly fell around, crawling on the ground one by one, revealing a fanatical look.

The powerful people in the God-Sculpting Realm next to them changed their expressions one by one. They retreated repeatedly and looked at the vortex in shock.

"This is...what is this cultivation level?"

A middle-aged man asked in shock.

"This is the Divine Bridge Realm."

The white-haired old man said with a serious expression.

What?

He turned out to be a strong man from the Divine Bridge Realm!

Everyone next to him was shocked when he heard the old man's words.

The next moment, everyone was shuddering.

The aura was obviously not the aura of human beings, but gloomy and filled with the aura of evil ghosts.

This is a powerful ghost king.

The Ghost King in the Divine Bridge Realm.

Thinking of this, everyone looked like a mortal face and was about to turn around and escape.

A black ghost mist rushed out of the vortex.

In the air, it kept wriggling and turned into a black behemoth.

He is five or six feet tall and has a black air lingering on his body.

This supreme ghost king has blood-red eyes and a green face and fangs, giving people a very ferocious feeling.

"Hahaha... I have finally recovered."

Thousands of years later, seeing the light of heaven again, the ghost king couldn't help but laugh to the sky.

"Run."

All around, all the human monks exclaimed, fleeing in all directions like birds and beasts.

"I am born again, shouldn't you congratulate me?"
To be continued...
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