The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2784 ran away again

He suddenly evoked a burst of anger, his eyes were covered by black air, and his sudden outburst of ghostly aura frightened all the ghost kings. Even before he had time to run with the ten evils, the other evils were all the same. The face is blank.

"Ten evils, you goddamn bastard, you are acting here on purpose to fool the ghost king. If you want to escape, can you run away? The ghost king will definitely tear you to pieces."

While shouting angrily, the body of the blood ghost king rushed out like an arrow that left the string, chasing after the disappeared dog's butt and the smoke that had not yet dissipated.

Another one ran.

This was the first thought that came to mind of all the souls present.

After that, the souls who reacted looked at each other in blank dismay, and immediately moved their hands.

All the ghost kings worked together to bring back the vicious and cruel ones who hadn't escaped.

Although the ghost kings were angry at the evil before, they did not reach the level of anger like the blood ghost king. Although they were a little puzzled, why the blood ghost king was so violent but was locked before thinking of them Locked in a row, these villains would feel furious watching the excitement, and they would be beaten up if they were directly caught.

Only Bingshan Ghost King was at the side, watching the back of the Blood Ghost King getting further and further away, his eyeballs moved, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, provoking a strange arc.

Oh?It seems to have been discovered.

The Bingshan Ghost King glanced at the remaining ghost kings who were still beating up violently, raised his feet and took a step, and chased after the leaving figure of the Blood Ghost King.

When his figure disappeared, all the ghost kings who were still playing the other evil ghosts suddenly felt their body loosen, and they lay down on the ground straight, gasping for breath, and their expressions became pale. A bit pale.

"Damn it, this Bingshan Ghost King hides so deeply, it's too scheming."

The grumpy Fire Ghost King had an ugly expression at the moment. While panting for breath, he let his tense soul body relax a little bit. The scene just now was actually performed by them, and they were not stupid.

Maybe they really didn't notice the abnormality of the Bingshan Ghost King at first, but when the Blood Ghost King suddenly ran out, a bad premonition had already emerged in their hearts.

The ghost kings have been getting along for so many years, so there is naturally a tacit understanding, although the relationship is sometimes not very good.

With just a glance at each other, they already understood the meaning in each other's hearts, and this scene was played out like this.

Of course, it was their desire to beat them up from the bottom of their hearts.

After a while, all the ghost kings looked at each other, seeing each other's distressed appearance at the moment, each of them got up from the ground in a bit of embarrassment, and immediately pretended that nothing happened, and returned to the previous high-ranking look. The appearance of the ghost king.

It's what they do next.

The ghost kings were a little numb, and if they were asked to deal with the knife-saw ghost king, they might not be able to beat them with their strength.

Let them deal with the Bingshan Ghost King, well, they feel that they can't beat the Bingshan Ghost King even more than they can't beat the Saw Ghost King.

Suddenly, I realized that their ghost kings were not worthy of their names.

Just before all the ghost kings looked at each other in blank dismay, suddenly the [-]th floor of hell shook for a while, and the originally extremely strong ghost energy became thinner at this moment.

They subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction of the outer layer.

"Come on, let's go to the outer layer to have a look."

The Purgatory Ghost King's expression was a bit dignified, and he left this sentence and went directly to the outer layer.

This movement is obviously the result of a change in the outer layer, otherwise, how could the concentration of ghost gas here suddenly drop so much?

Could it be that the swordsaw ghost king succeeded?

It was the first thought that appeared in the minds of the ghost kings.

They couldn't help but frowned.

Once the ghost king of knives succeeds, the eighteen levels of hell will probably cease to exist.

(End of this chapter)