The Red Luan Star Field, unknown primitive star, knowing fate, the battle between the Ghost King has reached its peak.

The two peerless kings can shock the world, and the fierce attack and defense one after another, shocking everyone present.

With the help of Qihuang's secret technique and the Nine Nether tactics, Zhide's combat power has been improved to an amazing level, and he will not be at all inferior to the strongest king of the ghost clan.

In the void, three dragons coiled around, and the power of heaven and earth continued to gather from all directions, blessing the battle power of knowing one's destiny.

After a hundred moves, the demon flames and ghost energy continued to collide in the void. The Nine Nethers's war technique reached the peak. The flying hordes's decisive efforts were astonishing as the world, and the ability to kill immortals gradually appeared.

The ghost clan's holy weapon shines sharply, and the power of killing gods is shocking.

Below, the kings of the Ghost Clan watched this scene and their hearts were unconscious. No one expected that there would be such a day when the Ghost Clan's holy weapons would turn against each other and point at them.

The only peerless sword on the Yue Sword is the one on earth, the ghost sword in hand, and is not afraid of the world.

"The King of Hell's judgment is made in the third update, and the hell of reincarnation."

The ghost sword passed by, and the demonic energy surged all over the sky. Ning Chen transformed into a body of magic energy, and the stormy waves swept through the nine heavens, opening up the hell on earth again.

In hell, whirlpools of reincarnation appear, life and death continue to alternate.

The Ghost King stared at him and his palm shook the nearest vortex of reincarnation, not daring to let reincarnation be added.

In an instant, black light flashed across the world, breaking through the world, killing everything fiercely, endlessly.

The Ghost King raised his hand, and ghosts filled with ghosts, manipulating hundreds of ghosts and surrounding and killing the former.

The two kings of hell compete for the battle, the king of hell, the king of ghosts, can be seen for the fullest, the sword energy and ghost shadows intertwined, and the power is amazing.

In the fierce battle, there was no need to hold back. Ning Chen's body was full of demonic flames, and the Nine Nether tactics activated the sword style to suppress the Ghost King with all his strength.

At the same time, Ning Chen's left palm flipped, and the demonic essence gathered, condensed but did not disperse.

"Twelve Spiritual Evil Styles, Soul-Spending Hand!"

The palms are intertwined, the sword is sharp, Ning Chen's move to the top of the movement, the palms and swords are running in parallel, and the combat power is fully opened.

With a sword, the black light was bright, and the Ghost King avoided the sword light, and saw the palm force coming again, and he could not breathe at all.

The blessing of Feihong Jue doubled the power of the palm, and the power of the star-breaking power shocked the earth.

The Ghost King leaned sideways, retreating again and again. However, the twelve styles of Lingxi follow like shadows, with continuous palm strength, and there is no way to avoid it.

With a thump, the palm force was added to the body, and the Ghost King figure retreated for several steps, and the blood and energy in his body surged. The moves were actually a little bit less.

In the void, the last three giant dragons also shattered, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth shook, and the strong wind was like a wild wave, sweeping across the heaven and earth.

The aftermath dissipated, and ten steps away, the Ghost King's expression subsided, and the ghost energy was surging all over his body, suppressing the surging blood energy.

"Your Highness Thirteenth is really a good method. It's been a thousand years. Your Highness is the first person to force me to such a level." The Ghost King looked at the young man in front of him and said hoarsely.

"I admire you for being able to do it. I know you are not defeated yet, so come again."

After the words came, Ning Chen's body became even more intense. He stepped out and bullied himself again.

In front of him, the Ghost King looked serious and raised his withered hands. Suddenly, the ghost energy in the sky surged, time and space were shaking, and the thousand years began to show signs of reversal.

"Um?"

During the battle, Ning Chen felt something, his eyes changed slightly, and he stepped in the air and turned back.

Ten feet away, Ning Chen stopped, looked ahead, and his face calmed down.

Something is wrong!

But in front of you, the body of the Ghost King, and the years have changed, the body of the Ghost King began to gradually change, his withered face restored youth with a visible level of naked eyes, and his skin around him began to linger in a radiant way, dazzling and dazzling.

After a few breaths, a beautiful figure appeared in the void, with her black hair flying, and she looked like a fairy.

Thousands of years, once the reversal, the shocking scene shocked everyone present.

The blood and energy that had just been withered, at this moment, were as bright as a divine furnace, making people dare not look directly at it.

"Your Highness Thirteenth, please!"

The Ghost King spoke, and a pleasant voice echoed between the heaven and earth. The suppressed king's power dispersed. A faint trace of imperial power spread out, which was so heavy that it made people feel heart-pounding.

"It turns out that the Ghost King still has such amazing strength, but when it comes to controlling the power of time, I ask myself that I am not inferior to anyone."

As the words fell, Ning Chen's life was flowing, and the divine ban was opened and spread rapidly.

In the void, time is ruthless and flying, and I want to reverse the thousand-year time again and knock the Ghost King back to its original form.

The Ghost King felt that he frowned slightly and did not dare to hesitate anymore. He stepped out his lotus steps and fought against the sky with his slender hands.

Boom!

The peak king, with one palm, was overwhelming, and his cultivation was astonishing as he was pressing down, and he wanted to fight.

Ning Chen sneered, no longer faced the battle head-on, took strange steps, his figure kept moving, and his strange body movements, avoiding the important things and being light.

With one palm after another, the afterimages flew, Ning Chen used the dragging technique to consume the life of the Ghost King with the years, and no longer responded head-on.

After more than ten moves of confrontation, the Ghost King's hands wrinkles reappeared, and the technique of rejuvenating old age and rejuvenating spring was a sign of collapse.

The Ghost King stared at his eyes, his expression subsided, and he took one step forward and his figure flew out of the battle.

The ghost energy spread, and the years reversed, the Ghost King gradually returned to his smooth hands. His beautiful eyes looked at the young man in front of him and said seriously, "Your Highness does this, it seems a bit unfair."

“Why?”

Ning Chen said lightly, "Did I use the power of others or sneak attack on you? One-on-one, fairness and justice, how can I say that I can't win without force?"

When the Ghost King heard this, he felt depressed, but he didn't know how to refute it.

The person in front of him did not use any excessive means. Even though the tactical style is unpleasant, it is not despicable.

"How is it? Are you still fighting?" Ning Chen looked at the king of the ghost clan in front of him and said in a somewhat impatient tone.

The Ghost King looked slightly dark and continued to fight. Even if she could defeat him, the cost she would not be able to bear.

The rules of time are out of reach, and the young man in front of him is really beyond her expectations.

"I admit defeat."

After a long time, the ghost energy in the Ghost King dissipated, his face returned to his old state, and he sighed.

After a word fell, the kings were in an uproar below, and no one expected that the result would be the end.

"Since the Ghost King admits defeat, then ask the Ghost Clan to fulfill its promise."

Ning Chen looked at the kings of the Ghost Clan below and said lightly.

The Ghost King was silent, his figure fell from the sky and came to everyone.

After a few breaths, the Ghost King bent his knees and half-kneeled down.

"See my Lord!"

The king surrendered, which was shocking. In the rear, the kings looked at each other. Although they did not want to, they had to kneel down.

"See my Lord!"

Everyone knelt down and surrendered to the front again. In the void, Ning Chen's figure fell from the sky and landed on the earth.

"From now on, you will be ghosts in the underworld."

Ning Chen swept over everyone present and said coldly, "And I am your king."

After saying that, Ning Chen looked at the Ghost King in front of everyone and said coldly, "Ghost King, give you three months to prepare. I will come again in three months. At that time, everyone in the Ghost Clan will leave with me."

After the words fell, Ning Chen didn't say anything more, and stepped on his feet and jumped away.

Knowing his fate left, the kings of the Ghost Clan returned to their minds and looked at the King of the Ghost Clan in front of them, and said in confusion, "King, why should our clan choose to be loyal to this person? A hundred clans invade, the human clan will eventually be defeated. If our clan submits to this person, they will definitely be implicated in the end."

"The reason is very simple, I lost."

The Ghost King said lightly, "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet, let alone, how could you know that the human race will be defeated? Since ancient times, the human race has experienced many disasters, but it has always been prosperous. On the contrary, hundreds of races, and over the past tens of thousands of years, I am afraid that even we can't count how many races have been exterminated."

When the kings, the great elder of the ghost clan frowned and said, "What the king means is that the human race will win this war?"

"I don't know whether the human race will win, but it is definitely not easy for the hundreds of races to win this war."

The Ghost King said with a serious expression, "Think about the peerless swordsman who guarded the pass, only one person, who had stopped the Hundred Tribes for ten years. If it weren't for Qi Yao and Kun's two demon emperors, the Hundred Tribes army would have been unable to descend to Tianwaitian until now."

When the kings heard this, they fell silent. They also heard about the amazing swordsman. From ancient times to the present, there will definitely be no second person who has such terrible combat power in the kingdom realm.

"The current situation is not clear, and my ghost clan has already caused a rift from the Demonic Royal Family because of the incident of seeking against the Thirteenth Crown Prince. Since this is the case, it is better to completely seek refuge in the human race." The Ghost King said in a deep voice.

There is no essential difference between human race and demon royal family. The ghost race is not a royal family, so we must choose a backer. There is actually no correct answer to whom we choose.

This is a bet. If you win, in the near future, the ghost clan will soar into the sky and truly become a minister who follows the dragon. If you lose, you will undoubtedly completely fall into the abyss and will never be restored.

In the starry sky, Ning Chen's figure flashed by, flashed away, and soon disappeared in the depths of the starry sky.

"Demon Body."

At this moment, a familiar sound sounded between heaven and earth, and the phoenix fire was fierce, and one yin and one yang were mutually generated and restrained.

Ning Chen stopped, his expression calmed down and said, "You are awake."

"Just woke up."

The phoenix voice sounded, and said, "Submit the Ghost Clan, you did a good job. That Ghost King is second only to a royal. If he can truly surrender, he will be a great help in the future."

"Whether to truly surrender is ultimately up to strength to speak. If the human race is defeated in the future, the ghost race is very likely to betray it." Ning Chen's eyes flashed coldly and he said lightly.

"It is inevitable that interests can be driven by it."

Feng Zhen spoke, "However, as long as the human race has the possibility of victory, the ghost race will not betray it easily. After all, the ghost race has betrayed the demon royal family once and dare not change its position easily."

Ning Chen nodded and said, "How are you now?"

“Not very good.”

The phoenix body did not hide it and replied truthfully, "The power of the black phoenix and the fire phoenix have the opposite attributes, and they suppress each other. In the future, I must do my best to integrate the origin of the two phoenixes and cannot help you."

Ning Chen frowned slightly when he heard this. After a moment, he nodded and said, "You can do your business with peace of mind. I will solve the problem outside."

"Thanks a lot."

As the words fell, the voice of the phoenix body gradually faded away, the phoenix fire dissipated, and it turned into the demon's body again.
Chapter completed!