hateful!

Emperor Ling was so angry that he beat the dragon throne hard!

A faint black smoke filled the dragon chair handle.

"Buzz--"

A slight sound rang in the night sky.

But the Ling Emperor was angry and did not notice it until the black air spurted out from the dragon throne formed a black phantom, standing straight in front of the Ling Emperor.

When the Spirit Emperor looked up, he was shocked when he saw the phantom in front of him!

Because the black phantom was covered with a black cloak, his head was lowered, and he could not see his whole face. The cloak was winding to the ground, and his feet were invisible.

However, it was obvious that a terrifying deterrent force was shrouded in the Spirit Emperor.

"You, you, who are you? How did you come in?!" Emperor Ling's face was pale and kept shouting to the outside, "Come here! Came here!"

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

"ah!"

The Spirit Emperor screamed!

In fact, the Ling Emperor has a great strength, but he has become more and more jealous of his life after being an emperor for a long time.

The face in front of me is indeed terrible.

Because this face has no eyes, no nose, no mouth... More precisely, it is like a fake face with a snow-white mask.

At first glance, it looks very much like a legendary ghost.

The Spirit Emperor was so scared that he slid off the dragon throne, his whole body trembling: "You, you, who are you?! How did you come in?! What do you want to do?!"

Emperor Ling cursed in his heart, "Has all the people outside died?" He shouted so loudly, but none of the people outside came in?"

"The Lord of the Dead." A calm voice sounded.

"Dead, die, the Lord of the Undead?" The Spirit Emperor's heart trembled slightly, "Is it the legendary ghost and god? The Lord, Lord, Lord of the Undead World?"

In fact, when the Spirit Emperor asked, he believed it because the cold and strange aura of the Lord of the Dead was confused in the entire hall and even invaded the meridians of his whole body!

"I, I, am I going to die? Are you going to take me away?" Emperor Ling was so scared that his mind was blank and his whole body was stiff.

The Lord of the Dead did not answer, but asked him:

"You want to be stronger?"

The voice of the Lord of the Dead was indifferent, like the gods and Buddhas on the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the countless beings.

It seems that whether the Spirit Emperor agrees or not is not important.

"Become stronger? You said I can become stronger?" It turns out that I was here to kill him? The Ling Emperor slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and the cold sweat on his forehead was not wiped away, and he asked, "Why do you want to help me?"

The Lord of the Undead glanced at the Spirit Emperor disdainfully.

Lingdi's heart tightened and he rushed to the scene: "Okay, you don't say it's OK, but what price do I need to pay?"

"Sell my soul to me." The Lord of the Dead frowned.

"ah?!"

"If the soul is sold to you, will I... die?" asked the Spirit Emperor.

"What do you think?" The voice of the Lord of the Dead was indifferent.

Emperor Ling said ignorantly: "If I die, don't care about the flood of waters. If I sell my soul to you, no matter how powerful the Huangfu family is in the future, what will it have to do with me? I don't want to die."

"So you won't die."

"Ah?" Emperor Ling exclaimed.
Chapter completed!