Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 558: Xuanming Ghost King

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The place was not far or close to where they were standing, and it was gloomy. As soon as Qinglong Dun had landed, it was swept in by a thick gloom. Suddenly, the great gloom evacuated. Dyeing all around the void black.

Qing Ling turned his head slowly, staring straight at Lin Fei, killing intently and freezing coldly: "I need an explanation."

Faced with Qing Ling’s anger, Lin Fei still showed no hurry. He smiled and said, “Didn’t I just say that if Qinglong escapes into the hands of different people, I will **** them one by one, Become a public enemy, in that case, why not let the Black Dragon King be the public enemy?"

Lin Fei looked at Qing Ling and said: "The Black Dragon King just wanted to show the strength of the people in the tomb to retreat, but he overlooked one thing, that is, once the temptation to benefit is great enough , Many people are willing to go desperately. In the current situation, there is no difference between three blue dragon escapes and one blue dragon escape to us, but for the Black Dragon King, if one more blue dragon escape, there will be more secretly. Quite a few enemies."

After finishing speaking, Lin Fei added another sentence: "Don't let you grab it, it's for your own good."

Qing Ling was silent, she thought for a while, and looked up at the place where Qinglong escaped.

In that piece of heaven and earth, the Yin Qi was so strong that it seemed to condense out of the water, and the Qinglong Dun was swept down by the Yin Qi, and when it was about to fall under the mountains, three or two ghosts of the level of ghosts fluttered at it with hideous faces. Past.

But...

Those ghosts were shocked by a surging coercion before they could get close to the Qinglong escape!

In the next instant, a coffin suddenly appeared from the dense gloom of the mountains. It was as dark as ink, with golden lines surrounding the coffin like a gossip array, shining brightly, encircling the surrounding mountains. The pressure continued to sag, the ghost energy was steaming, surrounding the surroundings, and the fierce power came out in awe. The ghosts that wanted to **** the Qinglong escape were all turned into fly ash.

Seeing this coffin, Qing Ling's eyes opened slightly, his face was shocked and puzzled: "How come..."

Then a huge phantom slowly stood up from the coffin, reaching a height of a thousand meters, with a ghostly face. When this phantom appeared, the golden pattern on the coffin suddenly surged, like golden light from The coffin flowed out, and after submerged in the phantom, the surrounding shadow rolled in, turning into a river and poured into the phantom's body!

However, in an instant, the misty phantom was instantly solidified, and it was a ghost king close to the peak! It steps on the coffin and stands between the sky and the earth. Its tall and dark body is like a cast of molten iron, with the meaning of clank. Unlike the usual ghosts, this ghost king has a terrifying and terrifying face, but it is neatly dressed. A simple red and black shroud, neat and clean, without a trace of wrinkles, making it even more weird and terrifying!

The eyes of the ghost king are tightly closed, and the yin air is like damp all around.

The low-level monsters and ghosts don’t think too much. Although they are also shocked by the pressure of the ghost king, they still can’t resist the temptation of the Azure Dragon to escape, rushing from all directions, rushing into the air and being engulfed in the air The wrapped Qinglong escape!

However, without exception, these ghosts and monsters were caught by the ghost king when they approached the Azure Dragon Escape, then filled them into their mouths and swallowed them in one bite. The sound of chewing and the screams of ghosts were mixed with each other. Together, it spreads far away, and it makes people feel chills.

"Sure enough, it is." A solemn and Binghan killing intent appeared on Qing Ling's face, and she coldly said a name: "Xuanming Ghost King."

"Xuanming Ghost King?" Liu Tong was originally only shocked by the ghost king's aura. At this moment, after hearing the name, his face suddenly turned pale.

Xuanming Ghost King, after the Qinglong King Qingzhi, is the most frightening existence in the Dragonbone Realm. It has been shrouded in the Dragonbone Realm for decades like a dark cloud.

According to ancient records, this ghost king Xuan Ming was just an ordinary monk at the beginning. No one knows his specific origins. He only knows that his name is Zhao Yi. He is a casual cultivator with no school and no school. Accompanied by ghosts, he is not on the orthodox road of Xiu Xian in the keel world. He has always been alone, so almost no one knows him well.

Zhao Yi did not know where to obtain a set of extremely **** and weird training rules, called the Blood Corpse Jue, which uses living creatures as a melting pot, destroys his mind but seals his soul in his body, assists in practicing with secret methods, and succeeds After that, the living dead's cultivation base will be greatly increased, completely under Zhao Yi's orders, and will become stronger as Zhao Yi's cultivation base increases.

The Blood Corpse Art, uses the blood to cultivate the army of ten thousand corpses. Once he grows up, the harm is no less than that of the Azure Dragon King, and the entire dragon bone world is in danger of being destroyed.

At that time, the Dragon Bone Realm had just experienced the battle of the Azure Dragon King. The lord of the six kingdoms killed Qingzhi at the foot of the Tiancan Mountain. However, each other suffered heavy losses and the talents withered. However, this bleak area has achieved the rise of Zhao Yi. He personally rushed to the battlefields where great battles took place, gathered infinite ghosts and spirits, and used the flesh and blood of thousands of soldiers who died on the battlefield to refining into a ghost with strength comparable to the ghost king, named Guisha.

Zhao Yi's ambition is not small, but he is more courageous. He believes in ghosts and is almost mad. He wants to cultivate into the body of ghosts and gods, coexist with heaven and earth. When his cultivation reaches the golden core, he begins to be dissatisfied with ordinary The monks and ghosts cast their sights on the elites of the sects in major countries.

Ghost Sha is in hand. As long as he doesn’t meet the real Jindan powerhouse, Zhao Yi can be said to walk sideways in the Dragonbone Realm, but within a year, a total of nearly a hundred elite disciples from all the major sects in the Dragonbone Realm have become Zhao Yi’s dead soul...

Those disciples are all hopes of the same faction, but in the end they will not see people or corpses. The life card is still there, but people can’t be found. I don’t know how many sects are furious, and later they even use sect secret methods to find them, Zhao Yi He was also exposed and hunted down by dozens of sects, but instead of hiding, he became more arrogant. He took his corpse army across the dragonbone realm and began to massacre. With a new army of corpses, he is even more powerful. Strong, the general school can’t resist...

For a while, the wind was rumbling and everyone was in danger. Later, Zhao Yixiu was promoted again and reached the fifth rank of Jindan. He did another thing that shocked the dragon bone world. He went to the forbidden area of ​​the Qinglong country in the south. Nether Glacier...

The Nether Glacier is located in a huge gorge in the Qinglong Nation. There are abyssal cliffs measured by ten thousand feet everywhere. Yin Qi gushes out from the deep ground all the year round, and ghosts are entrenched and very vicious. It is said that under the Nether Glacier, you can reach thousands of miles of yellow springs and the realm of Yin, which is a road connecting the life and death of Yin and Yang.

It's just that the Azure Dragon Kingdom turned it into a forbidden place, except for the owner of the country, no one else can step into it, and naturally no one will risk their lives.

But Zhao Yi was crazy about it. In the Qinglong Nation back then, more than 80% of the army monks died in battle, and the national strength was withered, and there was no way to stop Zhao Yi’s corpse army. He stepped into this forbidden land, like entering no man’s land. Then he broke through the Nether Glacier with brute force, went straight to the ground, and took a wisp of mysterious ghost energy.

Since then, countless ghosts have spewed out from the huge rift opened by Zhao Yi, causing trouble to the Azure Dragon Kingdom. If it weren’t for the Azure Dragon Kingdom’s national master to sacrifice his life and incarnate into a ghost-sealing array, sealing the gap, I’m afraid. The Azure Dragon Kingdom is long gone...

And Zhao Yi, refining that wisp of mysterious ghost energy within himself, his cultivation level skyrocketed, straddling two realms and reaching the peak of the seventh rank of the golden core. He was a monk at the time, but he called himself Xuan. Hades, constantly transforming his body into ghosts...

For the next ten years, Zhao Yi traveled across the Dragon Bone Realm, forcing the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms to avoid his edge. His posture was arrogant and unstoppable. Later, he was based on the bones of 33 Jindan masters. The blood and soul have built a coffin for myself...

He, after all, was guilty of the anger, and walked on the old road of Qinglong Wang Qingzhi. On the ancient books handed down, it clearly stated that the ghost king of Xuanming was killed by the people of the seven kingdoms on the cliff of thousands of ghosts. Extinct, the body becomes gray...

There is no way to make mistakes in ancient books. From the day when Zhao Yi died, there is indeed no news about him...

But now...

Qing Ling looked at the huge skeletal coffin and the slightly weird shroud, his face slowly sinking.

This must be the ghost king Xuanming. It is a coffin made of the bones and flesh of thirty-three strong Jindan experts. Looking at the entire keel world, no second person can be found. What's more, Zhao Yi likes his own corpse. Wearing a shroud, exactly the same as the ghost king in front of me...

It turns out that he didn't die? No, that's not right. After the death, what secret method should be used to retain a ray of spirit, but how could he appear here?

Countless doubts rushed to his face, but Qing Ling couldn't find the answer, but those were not important anymore, important now.

The strength of this ghost king Xuan Ming is beyond their imagination and is unfathomable. If it really fights, she won't even have full assurance that she can kill him unscathed...