The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2778

Obviously he has planned everything, today should be the day when he will shine and break out of the [-]th floor of hell.

How could he be so unlucky to meet such two inhuman things?
He just wanted to rush out to take revenge, why is it so difficult?

The Dao Saw Ghost King still had a trace of calm on the surface, but he was already crying like a tearful ghost in his heart.

He really wanted to just quit now and run back to his ghost king's palace to nest up and cry.

Leng Wuyou seemed to see the superficial strength of Dao Saw Ghost King, and broke up with him with a serious face.

"This deity knows that you feel sure in your heart that you are very unlucky to meet the two of us and ruin your plan. If possible, we don't want to ruin your plan, but who made your plan conflict with our purpose, and you Your strength is not as strong as ours, the strong respect you, and you must obey the strong."

Leng Wuyou's words seemed to be a simple statement, but they were like a sharp knife directly piercing the heart of the Knife Saw Ghost King.

The knife-saw ghost king's heart was directly poked into a hole at this moment, and the wind was still leaking.

Although it is true that he is not as strong as them and was beaten by them, there is no need to say that again.

The Knife Ghost King was very angry, but he didn't dare to show it due to the opponent's strength, he just felt extremely aggrieved.

He took a deep breath and let it out, calmed down for a while, then watched Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan put away the puppet art in his hands.

The ghosts bound by the puppet technique lost the support of the puppet technique, coupled with the constant influence of the soul-destroying clock, they floated back to their original positions and stood again.

The reason why Dao Saw Ghost King did this was not because he gave up, but because he wanted to negotiate with Leng Wuyou and the others.

Now this situation is very obvious, he can't win people, since he can't win, he can only solve it peacefully, and a peaceful solution is negotiation.

See what they need, if they can reach a consensus, this is a perfect solution to the problem.

"The king wants to negotiate with you."

"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with us?"

Jun Moyuan's cold voice contained a faint killing intent.

The moment he missed his little girl, Jun Moyuan had already sentenced him to death in his heart.

These words stunned the Swordsaw Ghost King for an instant.

He thought that he had already lowered his head to invite the other party to negotiate, and the two people would definitely agree, but he never expected that they would refuse...they refused...rejected...

And it was such an embarrassing rejection.

Such words made the idea of ​​a peaceful solution in the bottom of Dao Saw Ghost King's heart smashed out by himself.

His scarlet ghost eyes stared at Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan with a gloomy look.

"This king originally wanted to negotiate with you to give you face. Since you are so ignorant of flattery, don't blame this king for being rude to you."

The negotiation broke down before it even started, and Dao Saw Ghost King chose to break the jar.

The reason why he fell so thoroughly was that he could clearly hear the killing intent contained in the other party's words.

Obviously, no matter what, the other party will not let him go, if that is the case, then let's go all out.

In the palm of his hand, a palm-sized bronze bell appeared. The style of the bronze bell was exactly the same as the Dementor Bell floating on the ruins of the tower not far away.

But one is a scaled down version.

The moment the bronze bell appeared, Leng Wuyou Jun Moyuan had already noticed that this bronze bell was the real soul-destroying bell, and the bronze bell suspended in mid-air was just a separate projection.

At the moment when the real Dementor Clock appeared, both of them felt a strong sense of oppression, which directly pressed on their souls.

Fortunately, their spiritual powers are relatively strong, so they can still bear such a little pressure.

(End of this chapter)