1663: C1663 Subduing Hungry Ghosts

C1663 Subduing Hungry Ghosts

After finishing all of this, Yang Fann walked forward with ease. Soon, he saw a huge stone cave. There was only darkness in the cave. Occasionally, there were ghost flames and the Qi of bones.

In fact, there might not be any living creatures in this place that could link it to the Ghost City. At most, they would think that countless living creatures had withered in this place.

He continued forward, stepping on the ghost flame path.

For the sake of coming here, he crossed countless wastelands and mountains, at the same time entering countless underground tunnels.

This kind of complex terrain did not require any restrictions to guard it.

In next to no time, he'd already arrived at the depths of the cave, and then there was a straight tunnel. Obviously, it was a bottomless abyss.

Yang Fann didn't even need to think about it. He had already landed.

There was no difference between his domain and the abyss of the Feather Race. There was no end to it.

However, he didn't have much hope of reaching the Ghost City before this. Under such circumstances, he just had to wait.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, a light appeared in the darkness once again. It was clearly the color of the Ghost Fog in the Netherworld Realm.

In reality, this place was much dimmer than Nether Realm's ghost fog.

He was obviously inside another teleportation restriction.

The surroundings were desolate. This was indeed a ghost city.

The Ghost City had once been separated from the Netherworld, and that was also in the past.

The current ghost town was extremely desolate. This so-called desolation was actually that the ghost energy was not thick at all.

Naturally, the power of the Ghost City, and even the wasteland outside the Ghost City, seemed to be extremely withered.

The most absurd thing was that this Transportation Ghost Formation could still be used, but there were no guards. This was enough to show how desolate this region was to the extreme.

He was watching. Suddenly, several resentful ghosts came over from the side.

Those resentful ghosts carried hostility as they looked at him as if they were eating him alive.

"This guy looks delicious!"

One of them had a big belly and was a hungry ghost. These were clearly starving ghosts that wanted to eat anything.

These ghosts had the lowest status in the Ghost City's Netherworld and did not have any combat strength.

Therefore, even if it was a great battle in the Ghost City, the two Ghost Kings would not be able to gather them.

They were guarding the teleportation formation, and it wasn't necessarily to wait for Yang Fann.

But for such a strange face to suddenly appear, of course they would not let it go.

"It seems like the ghost energy in my body is indifferent, but in fact, that's not the case. " Yang Fann smiled.

When he entered the Ghost City, he naturally used the Body of God and Demon to destroy it. The ghost energy was not strong, but he was afraid that the two Ghost Kings would notice.

Little Ling'er said that in order to make the spear stronger, he needed the help of the ghosts in the Ghost City.

Even if it was a ghost city, it was actually not a place where evil spirits could be found everywhere.

He was still familiar with the place, so he did not want to cause any more trouble.

In the end, the ghost energy on his body deliberately dimmed, not wanting to be noticed by ghosts, but instead attracted these things.

"You bastard, I ate at least eight thousand fierce ghosts, and you dare to brag in front of me!" The hungry ghost's eyes were filled with an evil look, and it was still looking at Yang Fann from top to bottom.

The hungry ghost lingered between the Hungry Ghost and the Path of Hell.

They were the lowliest ghosts, and they were extremely hungry at any time, but they could not eat any food.

The only thing they could eat was ghosts, but at the same time, they were the lowliest ghosts.

In this situation, the stronger ghosts can't do anything, they can only devour each other.

This was indeed the cruel law of the ghost realm.

Yang Fann could barely believe that this hungry ghost had said that he had eaten countless ghosts.

Shua!

The spear had already been raised. The spear of Netherbreaker did not pierce through the darkness. The blood red chains on the spear shuttled back and forth.

With a casual flick of the spear's tip, several starving ghosts were smashed to pieces.

The remaining few starving ghosts were scared half to death. How could they dare to do anything else? They were simply fleeing for their lives.

It was a pity that these ghosts were too weak. Even their speed of escape couldn't be compared to the most ordinary cultivators of the Human Clan.

There was always a reason why it wasn't attacked in the ghost city.

Yang Fann had already picked the hungry ghost back.

"Please spare my life, Ghost King!" That guy kept begging.

"You all are starving, if it was me, why would you rather die than live?" Yang Fann said faintly.

It was also funny that his identity had directly evolved into a Ghost King.

"Please spare my life, Ghost King! My home, my mother, and the little devil! If I die, they will have nowhere to live! . . . " The hungry ghost kept begging for mercy.

Yang Fann could only remain silent. The hungry ghost did have this saying, but it could still live even though it was hungry.

The little ghosts that were born could not get food either. They only wanted to increase the mental torture of the big ghost.

This ghost race was a race that was abandoned by the Netherworld. It was indeed miserable.

However, there were too many of such ghosts in the Netherworld and the Hungry Ghost Path, and it would be numb to seeing too many of them.

Yang Fann did not waste any more time, "Why would I want to experience it with you? I'll just ask you a few things now. "

"Devil King, may I ask. . . " The hungry ghost said in horror.

Yang Fann asked, but he wanted it to explain the current situation of the ghost town.

Without any hesitation, the Hungry Ghost quickly explained.

The two ghost kings of the ghost town were in a fierce battle, because both sides could not afford to lose too much, so the battle was temporarily suspended.

The current city was Feng City, owned by Ghost King Zhang Heng, and the other city was owned by Ghost King Yang Yun.

Now, the two Ghost Kings had suffered heavy losses, but there was no way to determine who was stronger, and they would have to fight in the future.

In addition, there was no one guarding the entrance of the ghost town, and there was also another exit.1

The so-called exit was actually the passage connecting the Ghost City and the Netherworld.

In the early years, the ghost town and the Netherworld had their own matters to attend to, and each took their souls. Later on, they gradually fell out, so the passageway was sealed by clouds.

There was also another matter. The reason why Feng City looked so quiet was actually because all the evil spirits that could be captured had been captured.

If Yang Fann were to wander around aimlessly, he would definitely be recruited by Zhang Heng.

In this chaotic battle, if he was recruited by the Ghost King, there would only be one outcome left - death.

"This seems to be a good opportunity" After listening to the Hungry Ghost's instructions, Yang Fann said indifferently.

The hungry ghost was dumbfounded.

Yang Fann did not care about it.

If both sides were to fight, it would be a great thing for him.

If a victor was really decided, then the weaker side would immediately collapse, and he wouldn't be able to control it.

Xiaojiu had said that if he wanted to strengthen the spear, he would have to use the Evil Ghost's Soul.

If the Ghost King was able to determine the victor, then all the Evil Ghost in this domain would be under his command.

If he wanted to snatch it away, he would be able to get it out of the fire.

Although the Ghost City was weak, just in terms of the two Ghost Kings, they were definitely not weaker than the Ten Yama Kings. There was no need to even think about fighting him head on.

The hungry ghost had already been released by him. Then, the hungry ghost sat on the ground, as if it had forgotten about its hunger. Yang Fann's words were beyond its imagination.

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