I’m Invincible in My Mother’s Womb

Chapter 380: I will protect my head

Just like a clone,

Rama's true body was still defeated in front of Ning Chen.

As small as dust ants.

There is no resistance at all.

In fact, with only the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, Ning Chen could not defeat the real body of Rama who was stronger than the Intermediate Ghost Saint.

But here,

But lifestealer space.

The space condensed with the life-stealing heavenly flag was controlled by Ning Chen.

Being here,

Ning Chen's power can be improved, and Rama's own power will be suppressed.

If Ning Chen wants to be defeated, it is only a matter of fact.

Soon, Rama's noodles were swollen like pigs.

Ning Chen's body strength has been imprisoned.

He did not hide his intention to kill Rama at all.

"You, you can't kill me!"

"My father is the supreme figure in the ghost world, if you..."

Rama quaked.

Between life and death, he raised the background behind him to threaten Ning Chen.

in fact,

Rama regretted his death at this moment.

He never dreamed that this Yuan Ying boy would be so terrifying.

The means are too powerful.

Such people cannot be measured by realm at all.

puff!

But Ning Chen did not give Rama a chance to finish speaking.

He squeezed his neck easily.

No matter what Rama's background is, in Ning Chen's eyes, it is not mentioned.

So, how could Ning Chen care about his threat?

Hum!

But at this time, a figure rushed out of Rama, and he was roaring.

It was an idea of Rama's father.

He was attached to Moro, who wanted to protect his son.

But Ning Chen killed too fast,

Rama had been obliterated by Ning Chen before he could react to this thought.

"Boy, dare to kill my son, no matter who you are, you are dead."

"And the people around you, I want you all to be buried with my son."

The mental figure roared.

"With your words, your life, I will take it in the future."

Ning Chen said indifferently.

After that, he pointed out, and directly extinguished this thought figure.

Subsequently,

Ning Chen withdrew from the Lifestealer Void, and Ning Chen was teleported back to the Ghost Palace.

Rama's body fell from the void and returned to where he stood.

Cross-border beheaded!

In the end, the opponent's body will still fall back to the original world.

The little piano on one side was already stunned.

She didn't expect,

After not seeing him for a while, Ning Chen became even more powerful and terrifying.

Cross-border kill the first young genius in the ghost world!

If this matter is spread, it will definitely stir the entire ghost world.

Xiaoqin was extremely shocked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

But Ning Chen's expression was indifferent.

For him, this is nothing but a trivial matter.

"Let's go!"

"We leave here."

Ning Chen stayed in the ghost hall for ten days.

He hasn't forgotten the purpose of his coming here, he will continue to go deep into the Lingyun Void Realm and go to the Forest of Soul Destruction to find the land of the soul.

As for Jiang Hongye and Su Muyu,

Certainly not let him go easily, I am afraid that he is already on the way to hunt him down.

However, Ning Chen was not afraid.

He even decided that before leaving the Lingyun Void Realm, he would cut Su Muyu and Jiang Hongye.

Although this is just their clone.

But if they were cut off, their losses would be extremely shocking.

Before, Samsara Demon was cut off by him for the first and second clones.

The next time it is cut, it must be the real body.

In the same heaven, only two clones can be condensed at most.

In the future, even if he wants to die with a clone instead, it is impossible.

Ning Chen took the Xiaoqin, walked out of the ghost hall, passed through the forest of tombstones, and continued to deepen into the wilderness.

Along the way,

Ning Chen didn't encounter any more danger.

But on this day, Ning Chen saw that an ancient city was actually standing in the wasteland.

"An ancient city."

"It was built by the first creatures who entered the Lingyun Void Realm."

"After a long period of time, there have been gatherings of creatures from all walks of life, and there are many strong people. As far as I know, there are three major forces, namely the Upper Realm Palace, the Demon Mansion, and the Demon Gate."

"The Upper Realm Palace represents the people of the heavens, the Demon Mansion is the power of the Demon, and the Demon Gate is the power of the Demon Race."

Xiaoqin still understands these things, so he explained.

Ning Chen wondered: "Why are there no ghost and spiritual cultivation?"

Xiaoqin sighed helplessly: "Ghost and spirit cultivation are too weak, and they are not qualified to become a force in the deserted ancient city. They can only survive by relying on them."

That's it,

The weak have no status wherever they are.

"Let's go, enter the deserted ancient city."

"I need to purchase some materials."

Ning Chen said.

Then, walked to the land of the desolate ancient times.

Ning Chen planned to refine a sword that could grow by himself.

The Qinglian sword of the previous life had been shattered.

This world needs to be recast.

Of course, the most basic sword tires are cast first, and then they can grow continuously by incorporating various materials.

Ancient cities such as the Desolate Ancient City may not be without some rare materials.

Xiaoqin followed Ning Chen to the gate of the deserted ancient city.

But the two were stopped before they entered the city.

"Boy, if you want to enter the city, pay the poll tax first."

Several spiritual practitioners stopped Ning Chen and said coldly.

They don't think Ning Chen is in the Yuan Ying Realm.

Don't take him seriously.

On the other hand, Xiaoqin was stopped by a group of ghost repairers and also had to collect poll tax.

"Hey, beauty, it doesn't matter if you can't afford it, you are so beautiful, you can hold your body."

Gui Xiu said with a smile.

His words caused everyone to laugh out loud.

Ning Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he asked faintly, "What is a poll tax?"

A deity guarding the city gate sneered: "Sure enough, he is a newcomer. He doesn't even understand the head tax in the ancient city!"

"Tell you, if you want to enter the city, you have to hand in one million heavenly spirit stones. We will keep you safe."

Ning Chen calmly said, "What if I don't pay?"

The guardian spiritualist said coldly: "Then the head will be lost."

So this is the poll tax!

At this time,

A group of people from the upper realm and demons walked into the deserted ancient city.

But these spiritual cultivators and ghost cultivators all nodded and bowed their heads, and did not step forward to collect poll tax.

Ning Chen frowned and said, "Why don't they pay poll tax?"

Ning Chen's voice didn't cover up, and everyone present could hear it.

The people of the upper realm and the demon who entered the city sneered: "Ignorance, what noble status are we?"

"Even if this spiritual practitioner collects a poll tax, it is to make offerings to us."

"You ants-like trash, if you want to survive, kneeling and licking and confessing are your only way out."

After finishing speaking, these people of the upper realm and demons walked away.

And Lingxiu coldly looked at Ning Chen and said, "I heard that, the head tax is collected for the sake of making confessions to the superiors, not for ourselves."

"If you want to keep the head of the item, you pay the money obediently and don't talk so much nonsense."

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "No need."

"My head, I will protect it."

After that, he took the violin and wanted to step into the city.

"It's ridiculous, you want to go to town without paying?"

"Boy, I will now see how you can protect your head."

Lingxiu and Guixiu chilled their faces, and immediately shot and took Ning Chen's head.

When they disagree, they kill.

The purpose is to kneel and lick the people and demons of the upper realm.

Ning Chen sneered.

Raise your hand, press it down!

boom!