Kind of Immortals

Chapter 339 Demonic Body
With cold eyes, Qinglin and Yin Shuo suddenly stopped.

In the dark sky, there was a gust of wind and a smoky atmosphere. The blackened willow trees swayed to and fro. In the cold wind, there were a few figures standing there. Their bodies were lifeless, their faces were pale, and their eyes looked dull.

"Strange." Yin Shuo looked at the six people in front of him, quite surprised.

"What's going on?" Qing Lin asked with a slight frown.

Yin Shuo shook his head, and said solemnly: "These ghosts are more spiritual than before, and I feel a strange aura about them."

Qinglin stared at the six people, except that they were much more responsive than before, but couldn't feel anything.

"Since you can't hide, let's eliminate harm for the people. I heard that the demonic energy emanating from this ghost domain is getting stronger and stronger, and it is very likely that it will break through the seal." You Ruo looked at the ghost messengers with a smile on his face. murderous look.

Before Qinglin and the others could make a move, those ghost messengers rushed forward.

You Ruo held a sharp sword in his hand, and the sharp sword energy kept hitting the ghost messenger. He watched the person in front of him fall down, but stood up again in the blink of an eye.

This is the case for everyone, no matter how hard they are beaten, they will not die, and their power is getting stronger and stronger.

The dazzling flames illuminated the darkness, and the bodies of several ghost messengers were directly set ablaze.Seeing them struggling in the sea of ​​flames, they were finally burned into a wisp of black smoke, drifting farther and farther in a certain direction.

You Ruo swung his sword to strike, the black smoke seemed to be alive and could not be scattered at all.

"What is this?" Shafu looked up at the sky, full of curiosity.

"Demon energy." Qinglin's voice was heavy, and his whole expression became more dignified.

"The ghost king has reached the point where he can control the demonic energy. If he is allowed to go out, it will definitely be a disaster." Yin Shuo sighed with emotion, his face full of worry.

It took a lot of effort to eliminate these ghost messengers, and before they had time to catch their breath, they saw that the surroundings were already full of people, all of them were vicious, as if they had been robbed of valuables.

Qinglin swung his sword down, forming an arc of light and shadow around his body, and as it spread rapidly, everyone was knocked out.

"Let's get out of here." Qinglin grabbed Youruo's hand and flew up, chasing the black smoke.

One by one, they stretched their teeth and claws towards the sky, but it was a pity that Qinglin and the others had disappeared without a trace.

A mysterious black palace, surrounded by brightly lit lights, seems to have been prepared in advance knowing that someone is coming.

Several people stood in front of the tall city gate, looking up from a distance, with different expressions.

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, hearty laughter came from the void, and then a voice came out: "I knew you would definitely come back."

"It's really in your hands." Qinglin's face was calm, but his tone was a bit cold.

"Hehe." The ghost king smiled faintly, the door of the palace opened automatically, and a phantom floated out: "If my sense is not wrong, this piece of golden scale contains powerful original power, which may be useless to ordinary people, but to the owner of the golden scale But it is tantamount to cutting up the body and letting the blood out."

Qinglin's expression changed, not only shocked, but also exuded a strong murderous aura: "What do you want?"

"Let's come in and talk about it." The ghost king's voice fell, his phantom disappeared instantly, and there was no emotional change from the beginning to the end, as if everything was under his control.

Qinglin turned around and took a look, then walked towards the palace first.

You Ruo and the others followed after a little hesitation.

In the main hall, a strange black figure leaned on the seat with his head slightly lowered, only half of his face was exposed.

"Mei Shou, how dare you betray me?" Hei Ying slowly raised his head, staring at Yin Shuo, his deep eyes were as sharp as a blade.

"Betrayal?" Yin Shuo smiled lightly, and said without fear: "I don't seem to have promised you anything, so why betrayal?"

The ghost king's face was obviously a bit ugly, but he still forcibly held back: "Hmph! I'll settle your debt with you later."

You Ruo felt that the Ghost King was deliberately delaying time, so he glared at him impatiently and said, "Give me back the golden scales."

Seeing You Ruo's opening, the Ghost King's face finally softened, and he smiled a little more: "The golden scale is in my hand, come and get it yourself if you want it."

Seeing the ghost king's teasing expression, Qinglin's expression suddenly changed: "Then I'll go and take it."

The ghost king was still complacent, but he felt a murderous aura coming over him. Just as he dodged to dodge, the seat under him was broken into several pieces.

"You are so brave, you dare to be so presumptuous in my ghost palace." The ghost king snarled, and before he could stand still, a powerful force counterattacked, just in time to collide with the wind blowing out by Qinglin.

Qinglin retreated quickly, and took the opportunity to pull out the sharp sword in his hand. The strong smell of blood swept over the sky, and even forced the ghost king's body back again. Caught off guard, he directly hit the wall behind him.

The whole hall trembled a few times, and there was a slight tremor. You Ruo looked up in shock, and there was a mirror embedded in a corner of the wall, which looked so familiar.

"Spirit Gathering Mirror?" You Ruo was shocked and couldn't help shouting.

"How did you recognize this is the Gathering Mirror?" Ghost King suddenly stopped his hands, his face full of surprise.

You Ruo didn't mean to explain, but stared at the Gathering Mirror intently. Hearing the Ghost King's own confession at this time, he was sure that he did not admit his mistake, but it was unexpected that the Gathering Mirror would appear here.

"No wonder!" Yin Shuo sighed, as if he had figured out something.

Over the years, people in the ghost domain, including the ghost king, have been unable to leave here. It turned out that it was sealed by the spirit-gathering mirror. It can be seen that this spirit realm is many times more powerful than the legendary power.

"Since you all recognize it, I won't hide it anymore. That's right, this mirror is indeed the Gathering Mirror." The ghost king let out a snarl, full of resentment in his heart: "If Le Feng hadn't given up the Gathering Mirror back then, how could I I will be alone here for thousands of years, although I am the king here, what is the meaning of this dark life to me?"

"But now you are half-human and half-devil. If you let you go out, you will only harm people. It is already a great blessing for you to survive." You Ruo held the sword in front of him, his face full of hostility.

The Ghost King seemed unconvinced, and he slapped a few times hard, each time hitting the Gathering Mirror hard, but the mirror didn't move except for a few vibrations.

"Hmph! Do you think I want to be like this? The people here want to be like this? Blame that battle."

You Ruo was touched by the excited expression of the ghost king. After all, such a thing could not be countered by manpower. Back then, the magic power of the four major demon kings was indeed very strong, and there were countless deaths and injuries. The ghost king was still good. It was only contaminated by the devilish energy. Many people inside had already lost their lives and turned into zombies.

"These have nothing to do with us. I came here just to get back the golden scales." Qinglin didn't show any sympathy. Even if the ghost king is a human, it is impossible to retain the kind nature of human beings due to the erosion of demon energy over the years.

"It's not impossible to get back the golden scales, unless you lift the seal here." The ghost king said his ultimate goal with a cold expression on his face.

"What you, the ghost king, can't do, how can we do it?" Silly Fu looked at the ghost king, and spoke arrogantly and rudely, as if he hated some demons to the bone.

"Can't it be done?" Ghost King smiled sarcastically, he didn't see any movement at all, Shafu's body was already unable to move.

(End of this chapter)