I am a True Villain Chapter 1270: God King, Ghosts and Gods, Great War
"Your Excellency is too much," Youdu Ghost King said with an embarrassed face as he stood up.
"Could it be any grudges with my ghost clan."
"Grass and grudges? Everyone in this world is not pleasing to my eyes. If you die, you will be clean," Xie Demon King said lightly.
"But in front of me, I just want to kill him and everyone else will get out."
"We don't care who you kill, but disrespect to my ghost clan. No matter who you are, it won't help," Youdu Ghost King snorted coldly.
But his voice fell, and another evil cloud fell from the void.
The ghost king of Youdu raised his hands up to the sky, and the impression of Youdu appeared above his head, colliding with the evil cloud.
But obviously, the power of Evil Cloud is unexpected.
How can the great emperor be able to contend with the power of good fortune realm.
With another "boom", Youdu Ghost King fell from the void like a cannonball.
The earth trembled and the dust was flying, and the ghost king of Youdu struggled to stand up.
His body was trembling slightly, and he could be seen frightened by the strength of the opponent.
"Ten Thousand Ghosts, set it up," Youdu Ghost King said quickly.
In the next moment, hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghosts will gather, and the originally scattered formations are uniform.
Countless ghosts will take the lead and run around the entire ruins. When the ghost tribe army spreads out, it is particularly powerful.
The powerful and condensed soaring suffocating aura reflected all the sky through.
"Children's stuff," Xie Demon King sneered and shook his head.
The blood-colored river in his hand is rushing, and the magnificent blood river is surging surgingly.
The **** river shuttles past, and any ghosts encountered will instantly disintegrate and melt in it.
However, the ghost army is obviously not afraid of death, even if countless people are melted, they will come up in an instant.
"The formation is complete," the sixteen ghost kings sat in sixteen positions and shouted together.
Countless ghost races are also sitting cross-legged, and the rich yin air fills Xu Zimo.
"The ghost is coming," Youdu Ghost King waved his hand, these evil auras surrounded the evil Demon King.
This force actually wants to pull the ghost in the evil Demon King body.
You must know that Yin and Yang souls are the foundation of the human body, and they will not separate unless they die.
And this ghost race comes from the Nether realm, and the tricks they learn, the abnormal ghosts, are all related to the Yin and Yang souls.
With the pulling of Yin Qi, this evil Demon King's ghost is being separated from the flesh little by little.
A strong sense of pain struck, but Xie Demon King just frowned, and did not even make a cry.
"Interesting," he muttered to himself.
Immediately waved his right hand, he lightly shouted: "The evil wheel of good fortune."
A round of crimson gears like jagged teeth descended from the sky, carrying the power of endless creation.
Like reaping ants, just a slight turn of the gear will wipe out more than half of the ghosts.
There was a heavy rain of blood and blood in the sky. The scene was so tragic that it made people nauseous and nauseous.
Without the support of the ghost army, formation will naturally break through.
The sixteen ghost kings are like lambs to be slaughtered, watching the gears of good fortune spin again.
The sight seems to be fixed on that one.
"The life and death of the ghost clan is determined by the ghost clan," an old voice suddenly sounded.
"Your Excellency has committed a heinous crime by arbitrarily killing my ghost army."
Just like this, the withered big hand stretched out from the void, abruptly grabbing the gear of good fortune from the attack.
"Give it back to you," The Gear of Good Fortune was thrown over by a big hand, shattering the void around Xie Demon King.
The gear just stopped and floated in the hands of evil Demon King.
Xie Demon King raised his eyebrows, looked forward, and smiled: "Yeah, something interesting is here."
In front of the line of sight, an old man wearing Rukawa's yellow spring robe stood in the void.
The robe is made of yellow spring water.
The old man's eagle-eyed nose hooked his nose, his eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
Black hair from the temples is scattered on the top of the head.
On his neck, there is a horn-shaped horn hung with countless skulls.
His looks are not eye-catching, but the aura around him makes him the most eye-catching no matter where he goes.
The bitter cold wind blew the yellow spring robe.
It's as if the water from a yellow spring is flowing by your ears, and countless Paramita flowers are blooming in the sky.
"Master Ghost,"
"My lord ghost, it's us," countless ghost tribes worshipped.
Everyone knows what the name ghost and **** means.
He was sent by the Nether Territory to take charge of this place, the strongest existence of the ghost race, and the absolute master here.
At one time, the entire Ghost God Realm ruled under him for countless years.
"The evil spirit in you is related to my Netherworld," the ghost looked at the evil Demon King and said softly.
"Netherworld is indeed great, but if you want to recruit this king, it's still far away," Xie Demon King replied coldly.
As if in his eyes, people in this world are nothing but this.
"Recruitment is hard to talk about. If you offend my ghost race, you have to pay a price anyway."
The ghost said lightly.
His gaze crossed the evil Demon King, looked at the sky behind him, and smiled: "God, you are not going to show up yet."
The fall of the word "God King" caused an uproar in the court.
As the master of the ghost tribe, the **** king is no exception.
It is the ruler of the Protoss here.
There was a burst of laughter, and I saw a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe and an air cover of Heaven and Earth strode out.
The whole body of the middle-aged man, there is a powerful divine power spreading out in the vast and vast expanse.
Continuously, squeezing the void around.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes are like torches, behind him is a mighty sword.
When the dragon walked and the tiger stepped on, the golden auspicious clouds turned into Heaven and Earth righteousness, rolling away from behind him.
"Ghosts, this is your business, why bother with me?" The **** king laughed.
"Don't let you out, do you want to take advantage of it?" the ghost said lightly.
"It's not me who reaps the profit, but someone else," the **** king replied, shaking his head.
"Don't forget, in this Ghost God Realm, although our God and Ghost two clans cannot deal with each other, we still have common enemies."
The words of the King of God are a reminder.
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"Where is the win hook?" The ghost frowned and shouted.
As one of the nine mountain ghosts, Yinggou is responsible for guarding the Nether Mountain and connecting with the gods and ghosts.
His words fell, and Yinggou's figure appeared beside him.
Looking at everyone present with a smile.
"It seems that you have been observing in secret for a long time," the ghost and **** snorted coldly.
"I don't know what the Lord Ghosts do?" Ying asked with a smile.
"What do you say about the nine mountain ghosts?" the ghost asked.
"I don't understand what you mean," Yinggou replied, shaking his head.