After death, I became the ghost emperor. I was contracted by my daughter.

Chapter 21

Tie Dachui looked at Lin Yan with a burning gaze.

Ever since they separated last time, he had been thinking about Lin Yan's promise in his heart, and he had been looking forward to Lin Yan's arrival day and night.

This wait lasted for eight years.

For him, forging the seventh-level Ghost King weapon was not only a job, but also an opportunity for him to advance to the Ghost King realm.

If he hadn't been unable to raise tens of millions of materials, he wouldn't have waited for Lin Yan and would have started the furnace directly.

"Mr. Lin, have you decided to forge the Ghost King Sword this time?"

Tie Dachui looked eager.

"Yes."

Lin Yan nodded and took out ten soul coins with a face value of one million. "Here is the purchase fee agreed before, exactly ten million."

Tie Dachui panted and took the soul coins carefully with both hands: "Okay! Mr. Lin, don't worry, I will do my best to help you forge the Ghost King Sword!"

Seeing Tie Dachui's excitement, Lin Yan doubted whether he was sure to forge the Ghost King Sword.

So he couldn't help but remind him: "Master Tie, don't forget that according to the previous agreement, if the forging fails, you need to pay the full amount."

Iron Hammer quickly responded: "Don't worry, I, Iron Hammer, will never break my promise!"

But he was thinking, let's forge it first, how can I fail with my strength?

Seeing that Tie Dachui was so sure, Lin Yan didn't say anything more.

He described the shape requirements of the Ghost King Sword he needed to him one by one.

"Mr. Lin, don't worry, I will definitely present the Ghost King Sword on time in three months!"

"Okay, then I will wait for good news."

In fact, Lin Yan already has a top weapon, which is the Sword of Calamity given by Gu Xing, the soul-lost person in Huangquan.

However, due to the mysterious origin of the Sword of Calamity, there may be a great cause and effect behind it.

So Lin Yan has decided that the Sword of Calamity is his last trump card.

Only when fighting for life and death will he draw the Sword of Calamity.

As for normal times, he needs another sword to accompany him.

The ghost king-level sword should be enough for the time being.

After arranging the matters of forging the ghost king sword, Lin Yan and Wei Xiaochun left Tie Dachui's weapon shop.

The two walked towards Yongming Palace.

When passing through a remote alley,

Suddenly, the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Everything around them disappeared in an instant, and the two appeared in a dark and deep space.

"Ah!"

Wei Xiaochun screamed, his voice trembling, "Brother Lin, what happened?"

Lin Yan looked up at the deep distance, "It's a ghost den."

As he said, he unfolded his ghost den.

As the ghost den unfolded, two invisible forces collided in front of him, squeezing and pulling each other.

"S-level ghost den."

Lin Yan understood instantly.

Only an S-level ghost den can fight against his own S-level life and death ghost den.

"Which ghost king is it? Why don't you show yourself?"

As Lin Yan asked, a cold and strange voice sounded:

"Lin Yan, who am I? Can't you guess?"

"Ghost King Li Wuqi."

"It's me."

As the voice fell, a figure in a black robe walked out of the darkness.

The whole body was surrounded by black mist, only a pair of scarlet eyes were emitting a devouring light.

"Lin Yan, you finally came out. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Wuqi looked at Lin Yan as if he was staring at prey to be slaughtered.

"Really."

Lin Yan looked at Li Wuqi calmly.

If it was eight years ago, he might not be able to confront Li Wuqi head-on.

But now, the ghost king in front of him is like a jumping clown in his eyes.

"I know, you have always wanted to kill me."

Lin Yan said lightly, "Because I know a lot of your secrets."

"Humph!"

Perhaps it was because of Lin Yan's words, or because of his indifferent attitude.

Lin Yan successfully angered Li Wuqi.

He stopped talking, snorted coldly, and a big seal appeared in his hand, smashing towards Lin Yan.

"The peak of the ghost king? Nothing special!"

Lin Yan raised his fist and punched upward.

Boom!

The fists collided, and the whistling energy spread wildly.

But below, Wei Xiaochun, who was shrouded by Lin Yan's ghost, was not affected at all.

At this time, she was completely stunned.

"Brother Lin... Fight against the ghost king Li Wuqi?"

"Brother Lin, you are so strong!"

While murmuring, his face was full of shock.

After the blow, Li Wuqi was repelled by the endless power, and his body retreated again and again.

There was a flash of fear in his eyes.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He screamed, "Are you the Ghost King?"

"No! The Ghost King is definitely not that strong!"

"Are you the Ghost Emperor?"

"How is it possible! How could you be the Ghost Emperor!"

"Who are you?"

Li Wuqi screamed.

Just one collision made him lose his mind.Lin Yan stepped forward and swung his fist at Li Wuqi.

"Does it take a ghost emperor to kill you?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Lin Yan's realm is level seven, five stars.

In terms of realm, he is several levels lower than Li Wuqi's level seven, nine stars, and his soul power is naturally several times weaker.

But that's not all.

Lin Yan has cultivated a reincarnation ghost body, and his body is countless times stronger than Li Wuqi's.

He has mastered the rules of reincarnation, and every attack carries the power of rules.

Li Wuqi, who has not comprehended the power of rules, has no power to resist the erosion of rules.

They are not opponents of the same level at all.

Boom!

Another punch hit the seal, directly shaking it away.

To deal with Li Wuqi, Lin Yan doesn't need to use any skills or means.

Just the simplest punch, and he has no power to resist.

"How is it possible!"

Li Wuqi panicked.

She kept throwing out various ghost weapons in an attempt to stop Lin Yan's advance.

Boom boom boom...

No matter what kind of ghost weapon it was, it couldn't stop Lin Yan's steps.

Some were knocked away, and some were directly smashed to pieces.

"So strong..."

Below, Wei Xiaochun watched Lin Yan approaching the Ghost King Li Wuqi step by step like a god of war.

Infinite admiration rose in her eyes.

"Even if Daddy came, he couldn't do this!"

Her father, Ghost King Wei Ting, was also a powerful man in Heimu City, but he also claimed that if he faced Li Wuqi, they would only be on par with each other.

In this way, Brother Lin's strength was far superior to the ghost kings in Heimu City.

Perhaps only Grandma Hei could fight Brother Lin.

Thinking of this, the nervousness in her heart had long dissipated, and she couldn't help but shouting loudly: "Come on, Brother Lin!"

At this time, Lin Yan had already killed in front of Li Wuqi.

Swinging his iron fist.

Boom!

A punch hit Li Wuqi's body.

Li Wuqi's ghost body, under the bombardment of endless fist force, instantly shattered.

The ghost den retreated, and the world returned to clarity.

A breeze blew, and there was a silence around.

"Brother Lin, is the ghost king Li Wuqi dead?"

Wei Xiaochun couldn't help asking.