1692: C1692 The New Sect Master

C1692 The New Sect Master

Meng Po ordered the troops in an orderly manner, while Yang Fann just watched from the sidelines.

In his sea of consciousness, the Ghost Emperor had already spoken, "Although it makes sense for you to let Meng Po be the sect master, But are you sure you've thought it through? "

Yang Fann was stunned. The Ghost Emperor's sudden appearance was definitely reasonable. He had to be careful. "What do you want to do?"

"Netherworld Hierarch must have heaven defying power. This Nether Realm will no longer be controlled by Ksitigarbha. I must give Meng Po a powerful Ghost Technique. " The Ghost Emperor said indifferently.

Yang Fann did not understand the situation. "Isn't this a good thing?"

The Ghost Emperor snorted coldly. "Martial arts are respected in all regions. If her ghostly techniques reach the level of Ksitigarbha. . . At that time, you won't be a match for her. "

"Can you teach it to me?" Yang Fann wasn't a fool.

He didn't want to fight with Meng Po for anything, but Meng Po was a person with a soft mind, because the death of a Yellow Springs Guest could trick her into drinking the River of Forgetfulness's water.

If it wasn't for the Yellow Springs Guest returning nine times to attack the Netherworld, she wouldn't have woken up.

No matter how strong this person was, it couldn't be compared to Yang Fann's strong will.

Under the premise of having the same strong will, it was naturally Yang Fann who had a stronger combat strength, which was better for everyone.

"You are not a member of my ghost race, there is no such thing as that. " The Ghost Emperor said straightforwardly.

It was obvious that Yang Fann, the successor, was an impostor. It was impossible for him to recognize him.

Furthermore, what he said was the truth. Different bloodlines did not belong to the same race. Could Yang Fann learn the most powerful Ghost Art that he had forcefully taught Yang Fann? Secondly, he did not know how many things he would encounter in the future because of the different Blood Breeds' auras.

Yang Fann continued to be speechless. "I'm just asking. Why are you so excited? Just pass it on to her!"

The Ghost Emperor no longer spoke to him.

Boom!

A stream of ghost energy rushed out of Yang Fann's body. When the ghosts looked at the ghost energy, they would only fall into curiosity.

After that, it was endless ghostly qi circling in the Nether Realm.

The Nether Realm still seemed to be filled with ghostly qi, but as time passed, it seemed to have turned into a land of light.

Most importantly, the miasma in the Poison Prison between the poison springs was disappearing and turning into white fog.

The blazing power within the Inferno Prison and the fire spring seemed to be gradually dissipating.

It headed towards the entire Nether Realm.

The Nether Realm should have been cold and gloomy to begin with, but it immediately gave off the feeling that it was about to turn into a warm place.

Of course, it was impossible for the Inferno Prison to not have any heat at all. In the end, it would not become a place to torture ghosts. It was a place where the forces of hell scattered.

In the Cold Region, all the coldness was truly dissipating. It wouldn't take long before it would give birth to traces of tender green.

Even though there was only a small amount of coldness, in the end, there was nothing else.

Yang Fann also saw that the aura of the Cold Hell had broken through the boundary of the Netherworld and was heading towards the cold force of the cold spring.

The two cold auras were about to receive.

Yang Fann instantly understood what it meant.

Six Paths of Reincarnation, Nine Cold Spring as one, he had lost eight teleportation points.

However, the Cold Spring's teleportation power was still there. No matter where he was, he could immediately teleport to the place where the Cold Spring was located.

In fact, there was another attribute.

The Cold Spring was originally an item of the Netherworld, and the place where it was was immediately filled with a dense ghostly aura.

If the Ten Great Ghost Kings were in the Nether Realm, they could open a teleportation gate at any time to go anywhere, because they were too familiar with the coordinates of the Nether Realm.

In addition, if they knew where the cold spring was, they could teleport at will.

Previously, they were unable to teleport to the cold spring because they did not know the coordinates of the cold spring.

As the master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Yang Fann could easily grasp such a law.

He had sent it to the new city.

In the next breath, he brought the powerful cold spring back to the Nether Realm.

The nine springs were ready, and the 18 hells were converted.

Even if this Nether Realm was not winter, summer, or cold, it was not much different from the human world.

Then, all the ghosts and races saw clearly that the 18 layers of hell's 18 rays of light were heading towards Granny Meng. Then, Nine Springs' nine rays of light also charged towards Granny Meng.

A total of 27 rays of power supported her body, and an extremely shocking ghost aura appeared all over her body.

The ghostly aura skyrocketed, and that soaring ghostly aura seemed to contain divine power.

The cloak had already been torn apart, and everyone could see that the ghostly aura within the cloak had spread in all directions.

Meng Po's hunched body gradually disappeared, and then the huge outline took shape again.

It was a Ghost King that had appeared in this domain, and it was extremely powerful.

Finally, when the outline was completely clear, the 1000 foot body made people look up at it. It was Meng Po.

However, although Meng Po was dressed in black, she looked extremely beautiful and no longer looked old.

Most importantly, her powerful ghost energy was not something that any powerful Ghost King or Magistrate present could understand.

Even if Meng Po's combat strength was inferior to Ksitigarbha's, the gap between them shouldn't be too big.

Yang Fann raised his head and looked at her in shock.

"Kid, could it be that you are regretting it now?" In his sea of consciousness, the Ghost Emperor spoke again.

"What kind of joke is this? How is this possible?" Of course, Yang Fann's mouth was still a little stiff.

When he saw Meng Po become so powerful, saying that he did not have the slightest bit of envy, jealousy, and hatred was just lying to himself. However, he wouldn't say it out loud.

"That's good. With her current strength, she's a huge threat to you. However, she's a kind person and won't do anything. However, there's one thing you need to pay attention to. " The Ghost Emperor in the Hall of Soul warned once again.

Most of the ghost aura of the Nine Great Ghost Kings had been devoured by him. Now, it was only natural that the Ghost Emperor had arranged everything in detail. He had received the rebate as a reward.

"What?" Yang Fann said lightly.

Nothing could become so powerful because of Meng Po. It was even more threatening to him now. However, he did not know what the Ghost Emperor wanted to say. "No problem. It was basically impossible to find the Yellow Springs Guest from the Seamless Hell. This was something that was destined to happen in the underworld. Just like I said before, if you don't let her drink the River of Forgetfulness's water, her ten generations debt will be repaid by you. You understand. "

"What?" Yang Fann almost vomited blood.0

He had already forgotten about this because he had experienced too much.

Besides, Meng Po was an old hag. Yang Fann found it hard to believe what she wanted to do to him.

Because it was impossible for her to do anything to him.

However, the problem seemed to be a little too big.

"What's there to be excited about? You're not even afraid of her formidable strength, what are you afraid of?" There seemed to be only disdain in the Ghost Emperor's tone.

Yang Fann seemed to only want to vomit blood at that moment. "What the f * ck is going on. . . "

Although he said that and thought so in his heart, Yang Fann knew that what the Ghost Emperor said was right.

He did not even care about Meng Po's boundless combat strength. Such an excuse was not something to be trifled with.

Even if he thought about it carefully and felt that it wasn't the same thing, it was completely irreparable. He could only admit it.

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