I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

In the early morning, the blood sun rises into the sky, and the bright red radiance shines on this unconstrained black land, as if it is a blood-colored universe.

Li Qing and Wang Ping were at the forefront at the entrance of the Li Family God City. Behind them was a group of ghost exorcists, all of them with awe-inspiring aura, their eyes opened and closed like the sun shining, like stars and lightning.

There were hundreds of people in this group, most of them were from the Li family, the head of the Li Qing family, Li Tian, ​​the heir of the Li family, and the elders of the Li family were all among them, all of them were powerful figures.

Especially Patriarch Li Qing, who exuded a righteous spirit that made the earth tremble, and he was not the king who had just been promoted.

Looking at the others, Zhang Hao and other young talents followed closely behind, and beside them were experts in exorcism from Chinese Taoism, Buddhism, casual cultivators, and government officials.

They are the instructors of the training camp and also participate in the Qingming Festival of Huangquan Styx.

In addition to the actions of the Li family, all the countries in Huangquan Styx, large and small, also have actions.

There is a large country three hundred miles away from the Li family's township.

A kingly existence surging with Yin Qi that shakes the mountains and rivers, striding out, walking like a dragon and a tiger, like an emperor traveling.

In the rear, tens of thousands of troops were lined up in one piece, neatly and magnificently.

This is a great and powerful country, the evil gathering of this country on Qingming Festival of Styx River.

The army of ghosts raised a flag, with patterns and words on the flag.

Looking at it at a glance, the huge formation is coming in a row, which is awe-inspiring.

This is to pay homage to Qingming with the power of the whole country, which is extremely grand, just like a mythical scene.

All major countries are taking action, and they have made pious and solemn preparations in order to receive the gift from Styx.

Rumble!

The pitch-black river water is rolling with waves, splashing and surging. Under the bloody sun, the waves are like black pearls, crystal clear, faintly reflecting the bloody light.

The Styx, the most mysterious and terrifying thing in the Styx of Huangquan, is treacherous and unpredictable, and even the king does not want to touch it easily.

"Hiss! It's even more spectacular when you look at it up close."

When everyone came to the banks of the Styx River, some outstanding young men were amazed.

Looking from a distance, the Styx River in front of me is more like a river than a sea. It is so black that you can't see the other side. The Styx River is too wide, and it is more than a hundred miles long.

At this time, everyone stood on both sides of the Styx River, and the black sand under their feet was soft, leaving footprints one by one.

The river is tumbling, rushing towards the river bank like waves, as if facing a black sand beach, the sea is in front of it.

"Wang Ping, what's the matter with you?" Standing beside Wang Ping, Chu Lili looked away from the corner of her eyes and found that Wang Ping was staring blankly at Styx.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the Styx River is so big and the waves are rough." Wang Ping smiled, and he didn't look at the Styx River at all when he spoke, but at Chu Lili's chest.

God knows which waves he was talking about.

Chu Lili pouted, why did Wang Ping like to "talk about rape" every time, but now he started to "see rape".

She swung her show fist to hit Wang Ping, but at this moment, Zhang Yan pointed not far away, with a surprised expression on her face.

"Look over there! There's a "person" there?"

Wang Ping and the others followed the trend, slightly dazed, with different expressions, including curiosity, eccentricity, and suspicion...

Not far from the river, there is a big rock.

The stone is very large, and the side close to the Styx River is constantly slapped by the waves of the Styx River, and the edges and corners are smoothed, making it extremely smooth.

A figure sits cross-legged on this boulder that can accommodate one person and still has a lot of room left.

Wearing shabby clothes and pants, not the kind of tatters caused by torn, but the weather-beaten shabby clothes, after the wind and rain, the clothes are tattered.

This figure with long hair sat on the stone without moving. If it weren't for those piercing eyes that looked like guiding lights in the dark night, everyone would have thought he was dead.

Even if she didn't exude a trace of aura, just relying on those eyes and the temperament revealed, it gave people awe-inspiring and palpitations.

"Call the king." A ghost exorcist master's expression froze, and his light shone brightly.

Perhaps feeling the gazes of the crowd, the king on the stone moved, turned his neck slightly, and looked straight at him.

After just a glance, he retracted his gaze and looked directly at Styx.

Even though everyone only made eye contact with him for less than a second, Zhang Hao and other young outstanding people's hearts throbbed.

This is definitely the king of existence.

"That king is what I told you yesterday, the king who sat on the banks of the Styx River for ten years—King Jialuo." Li Tian turned around and explained to everyone.

As the successor of the Li family, Li Tian is not afraid of any king in Styx, even if he is not king.

"He is King Jia Luo?!" Shangguan Jianguo was astonished, remembering the kings that Li Tian specially introduced to them yesterday, and one of them was King Jia Luo.

King Jia Luo, a strange king.

soon.

"Li Qing, your Li family is really lively every Ching Ming Festival."

Everyone's scalps were numb, and they felt creepy and ear-piercing about the sound source.

Its voice was hoarse, like the rustling of metal, extremely ear-piercing, as if it wanted to hit people's hearts directly.

Rumble.

There is a black whirlwind blowing in the distance, and the cloudy air is like a storm.

Terrifying yin energy, fierce and powerful, even though they are far away, they still scratch people's cheeks with pain.

Soon, the Yin Qi storm subsided, revealing its inner figure, and a "person" who was covered in skin and bones, no different from a skeleton appeared.

Seeing the person who came, Li Tian turned his head and whispered to everyone: "That is also a king, called the King of Skeleton Sound, who took a different path, and his voice is very magical."

"Ah? He is the King of Skeleton Sound? The king who has not killed for fifty years?" Zhang Yan covered her mouth and shouted proudly.

Not long after, two more kings appeared.

Li Tian knew all these kings, and he revealed their identities for everyone.

Shangguan Jianguo's eyes were strange: "Tuigui, is it because we are so lucky, or Li Tian, ​​you lowered your head, why the king you introduced appeared."

Some of the kings who Li Tian introduced to them last night and made special moves for Styx have all appeared now.

The Styx River is very large, spanning the entire Huangquan Styx River. Whether they are kings or evils, they try to avoid each other to prevent themselves from getting good things and being attacked by groups.

Don't look at Wang Ping and others meeting the four kings, but they are far away from the Li family, at least half a mile away.

Moreover, these kings except the King of Skeleton, the other three kings are the kings of the human side, standing on the human side.

In the place where the ancient yin qi broke out, each domain has a neutral camp, a hostile camp, and a camp that is better with humans.

After another period of time, another hostile king appeared after King Kuyin—King Guiyan.

The Ghost Flame King is also the most solemn king that Wang Pingping and others have seen today.

Behind him, followed by an army of ghosts.

The army is few in number, but not expensive or expensive. There are fifty of them, all of them are ghosts of Xieyi level, and each Xieyi is holding a Qingming Festival tribute in their hands.

The tribute is rich and very eye-catching.

Among them, Xieyi, the leader of the army, is holding a head, a head that has been practiced for nearly a thousand years, and is infinitely close to the head of Xieyi who is king.

As Li Tian and Li Zhan said, in order to give gifts to the Styx River during the Ching Ming Festival, the ghosts of the Styx River in Huangquan spent a lot of money.

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Chapter four hundred and sixty seventh drama, all drama

"That head... seems to be the Xieyi who was killed not long ago and is about to become king." Li Zhan recognized the tribute that King Guiyan offered for the Qingming Festival.

"It seems that Ghost Flame King wants to get some good things this Qingming Festival, so as to prepare for the next qualitative change in Yin Qi."

The elders of the Li family, who are well aware of the power of Huangquan Styx, whispered softly.

Time flies, and the bloody scorching sun gradually rises to its highest point.

It's Ching Ming Festival time.

Seeing King Jia Luo's eyes open and close, Wang Ping stood up and bowed devoutly to the Styx River.

This is the only time that King Jia Luo has stood up every year for ten years, and it is Qingming worship.

I saw him with pious eyes, whispering something in his mouth, and his tone seemed to be saying: "Father, mother, I have come to pay homage to you."

at the same time.

The sound of bang bang bang was ringing in unison.

King Guiyan led all the evil spirits, prostrating every three steps and one big prostration every nine steps, with a pious expression, as if he was on a pilgrimage, or in remembrance, the process was solemn and solemn.

"Grandpa, I'm here to pay respects to you. I know you like to eat ghosts and evils the most. I offer you the ghosts and evils that have been practiced for nine hundred and eighty years. And... I hope your spirit in the sky can keep me safe growing up."

After the words fell, the Ghost Flame King bowed step by step, bowing to the Styx River [-] meters ahead in a five-body throwing way.

Coming to the riverside, Gui Yan personally took the tribute from Xie Yi and threw it to Minghe, still murmuring words of remembrance.

King Guiyan threw the tribute and muttered something, Wang Ping looked at it for a while and then turned to look to the other side.

The King of Skeleton Sound stood on the bank of the Styx River, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times to the Styx River. Every time he coughed, the ground thumped and his head bled.

"Father, my son came to see you. I miss you. Fifty years have passed. I have not killed for fifty years. I just want to see my father again. Styx, if you have a spirit, please let me see my father again. "

Looking at the actions of King Jia Luo and other kings, each one is devout, and the words are touching.

If he hadn't known about Huangquan Minghe Qingming Festival, Wang Ping would have been moved.

"Actors, all are opera masters." Wang Ping clicked his tongue and said, "This is the king of drama masters."

Immediately, Wang Ping pulled Chu Lili's sleeve.

"Crazy girl, look at that King of Skeleton Sound, the blood was knocked out, it's too much of a dick, why don't you just smash his head to death, and you said that he didn't kill for his father and wanted to see his father, it's too fake ,Too fake."

"If he wants to see his father, he'll just kowtow to his death. If he knocks his head off, he can be reunited with his father directly."

Wang Ping's voice was very loud, without restraint at all, everyone could hear it.

In an instant, all the ghosts and people looked at the King of Skeleton Sound, with extremely strange expressions on their faces.

To tell the truth, in fact, the behavior of King Skeleton Sound is understood by all the kings, but no one is willing to say it.