Fortune Shrine

Chapter 3826 The Asura Tribe
Underworld!

Under the dark sky, a stretch of mountains is like a dormant dragon.

"Kill kill!!"

The sound of killing shouts soaring to the sky came, and countless fierce ghosts with hideous faces rushed towards the mountain range and that huge palace from all directions.

In the palace, there was a man with murderous aura all over his body, his eyes were like torches.

Behind him, there are many disciples with powerful auras.

However, compared to the countless ferocious ghosts, they are too weak to be worth mentioning.

"Master Mojun, retreat quickly! It will be too late."

Someone said anxiously.

"That's right! It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. In the future, we will kill and come back."

Originally, the group belonged to a small faction in the underworld, named Wolong Sect, and the leader was Wolong Demon Lord, the leader of this faction, but at this moment, they were attacked by another nearby faction, Luofu Mountain .

The situation is very obvious, Wolongzong has been forced to the end of the mountain, and if they don't retreat, the whole army may be wiped out.

"It's a pity! My Crouching Dragon Sect has fallen to such a point. I think back then..."

In the crowd, an old man sighed unwillingly.

But at this moment, no one paid any attention to him at all, and the sounds of charging and killing were already approaching.

Crouching Dragon Demon Lord's face also became extremely ugly.

Under such circumstances, it seems that there is really no way to retreat.

However, just as he was about to give the order to retreat, a maniac laughter came from above the void, "Hahaha! Crouching dragon old thief, hurry up and die."

The voice echoed, extremely arrogant.

All the disciples of the Crouching Dragon Sect in the main hall changed their faces drastically.

Because they have already heard that voice, it is the ghost king of Luofu Mountain, known as the seven-faced ghost king, with infinite changes and great strength.

At this moment, even the other party came in person.

Crouching Dragon Demon Lord's complexion also turned completely white.

"What should we do? We are finished now. The Seven-faced Ghost King is one of the four great ghost kings under the command of the Southern Ghost Emperor. We..."

Everyone in the hall was obviously terrified, as if falling into an abyss.

Wolong School is actually not at the same level of strength as Luofu Mountain. Of course, Wolong School has never thought of being an enemy of Luofu Mountain.

However, with the expansion of Luofu Mountain, it approached Wolongzong. Wolongzong didn't want to be annexed, so it could only resist tenaciously.

In a world where the weak are prey to the strong, all this is too normal.

However, the Crouching Dragon School has a reason to stick to it, so they have been holding on until today...

"Hahaha! Crouching dragon old thief, this king has already given you a chance. Originally, as long as you are willing to submit to this king, this king can give you a way to survive, but if you don't want to drink a toast, then you can't blame me. .”

"Kill me! Raze the Wolong sect to the ground,"

kill kill kill! !
Following this order, countless ferocious ghosts rushed in like a tide.

Wolong sect disciples suffered numerous casualties.

"My lord, what should I do now?"

The whole group was completely panicked, and it was impossible to escape now.

"Retreat! Retreat to the forbidden area."

Crouching Dragon Demon Lord gritted his teeth and made a decisive decision.

The so-called forbidden area is also the reason why they have to stick to it.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously startled. In the forbidden area of ​​Wolong, the senior sect would never allow the disciples to take half a step, but now...

But thinking of the situation at this moment, no one paid any attention to these, one by one, quickly retreated towards the forbidden area of ​​Wolong.

The so-called Wolong nervousness is actually nothing, just an ordinary valley.

In the valley, there is only one stone tablet standing quietly.

Of course, at this moment, the disciples of the Crouching Dragon Sect are obviously not interested in paying attention to it. The Crouching Dragon Forbidden Land that they have guarded for so long, which makes them extremely curious, is actually going to be like this.Because countless ferocious ghosts are approaching.

There is also a huge ghost king above the void, his face is constantly changing, making it hard for him to see clearly.

But the terrifying ghostly aura overwhelmed the group of people.

"Hahaha!! Crouching dragon thief, just because you want to be a car with a mantis arm? Do you regret it now?"

The seven-faced ghost king is condescending, with an appearance of controlling everything.

The expression of indifference is also like the god of death.

Down below, Crouching Dragon Demon Lord has a pale face. It is obviously impossible to say that he has no regrets about everything in front of him. However, the inheritance of Crouching Dragon Sect is like this, and there are some things they must insist on.

Moreover, they all held the same belief, waiting for the opportunity for Wolongzong to rise again.

Although this seems to outsiders to be a joke at all.

But they are convinced.

"Seven-faced old ghost, stop talking nonsense, it's still unknown who will live and who will die." Crouching Dragon Demon Lord shouted loudly.

"Ah?"

"It's up to you if you don't know what you can do?"

The Seven-faced Ghost King showed a disdainful gaze, and looked down at the people below, as if he was looking at an idiot.

As for the crowd below, their faces were ashen. The disparity in strength between the two sides was too great. How could they not be clear about this? In fact, the battle in front of them was over from the very beginning.

This is the price of Wolongzong's persistence.

"Die!"

The Seven-faced Ghost King seemed to have lost his patience. At the same time as he spoke, a huge ghost claw fell down suddenly, and the terrifying aura was like a landslide.

The faces of the people below all changed drastically in fright, and so did Crouching Dragon Demon Lord.

At this moment in their hearts, there is only one thought, that is, everything will end.

After all, they still couldn't wait for the hope of Wolongzong's resurgence.

Rumble!
Seeing that the giant palm is about to fall, the group of people will also be completely reduced to fly ash.

However, at this moment, the originally calm stone tablet suddenly burst into an incomparably bright light, accompanied by a terrifying killing aura.

what is this?
Everyone's face changed drastically, and the Seven-faced Ghost King was the same, his pupils shrank sharply, because from it, he felt an extremely dangerous aura, which made his soul tremble.

The same goes for Crouching Dragon Demon Lord and others.

The difference is that their eyes were full of astonishment at first, but then they trembled with excitement.

Especially some older high-ranking officials couldn't help crying bitterly, because they had finally waited, and waited for the hope of Crouching Dragon Sect.

Many people have already knelt down to worship.

Fang Yi obviously didn't understand all this, so of course, he didn't have time to pay attention to it.

He just sensed a force, and he was trying to destroy the passage, which made him extremely angry. When he raised his head, a huge real dragon's claw directly pressed down.

boom!
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, and the huge body of the Seven-faced Ghost King was directly sent flying.

The ghostly aura that enveloped his body also seemed to be blown away in an instant, and his face instantly became pale as paper, dying.

At the same time, the light of the stele also slowly fell, and Fang Yi's majestic figure stepped out of it.

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(End of this chapter)