1900: C1900 Netherworld Ghost Cult

C1900 Netherworld Ghost Cult

3Although Xu Haotian had a headache, he did not stop this kind of battle. He had no rights to fight against strong people, nor did he have any reason to stop it.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself."

Xiaoyaozi said scornfully as he took a sip of his wine.

Then, he gave Xu Haotian a sly smile and opened and closed his lips a few times.

The next second, he tore open the void and walked in. Qiangdi laughed and followed in.

At this moment, only Xu Haotian's group and the fanatical Elder Lu were left.

After they left, Shi Wansui stuck out his tongue and asked, "Your Majesty, which one of these two guys is stronger?"

After he said that, everyone looked at Xu Haotian. Clearly, they all wanted to know how strong the two of them were.

"It's just a clone of Qiangdi. If it were my original body, I would have been able to win. But now, I am sure I would have lost." After all, Xiaoyaozi had defeated Nalan Qing before. "

Xu Haotian glanced at his left front without leaving a trace and said with a smile.

"Hiss …"

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. They didn't dare to imagine just how powerful that slovenly old man was.

"Hehe, Sky Emperor, your fault is that you shouldn't have let them leave you. Now, who else can save you?"

At this moment, a sinister voice sounded. Immediately, a black silhouette appeared in front of Xu Haotian.

This figure wore a black embroidered robe. On it was a drawing of a ferocious ghost head. In addition to the black fog that was rising from his body, it seemed extremely horrifying.

Netherworld Ghost Religion?

Elder Lu's face was full of shock. His face instantly turned pale.

"What the hell are you? "Why do you want to kill me?"

"I am the Spirit King Qi Duo of the Netherworld Ghost Religion. Brat, you shouldn't have killed that little kid Gold Crow Clan, and even more so, you shouldn't have killed the little princess of Gold Crow Clan. You have to pay a heavy price for this. "

As the shadow spoke, he appeared thousands of meters away from Xu Haotian and glared at him. It was filled with venom.

"Oh, you're talking about that Xiao Wanjin? Mn, indeed I killed him, and indeed, I killed a woman with Gold Crow Clan just now. What, you want to avenge them? "

Xu Haotian said lightly.

Elder Lu from the Heavenly Emperor Academy was dumbfounded.

Who in the Land of Ancient Sages didn't know that the Gold Crow Clan's Xiao Wanjin was about to marry the Netherworld Ghost Religion's ghost girl? And the Little Princess of Gold Crow Clan was even the wife of one of the twelve great ghost kings of Netherworld Ghost Religion, the Ghost King of Yama Mina. He was the wife of the black shadow in front of him.

He smiled wryly in his heart. The Celestial Emperor had killed Xiao Wanjin while simultaneously offended two major sects.

"Hmph, kid, let's see who can save you this time."

"Hmph, can a mid stage Ancestral Stage of Primordial Hong Meng ghost still overturn the heavens?"

Deng Chanyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly appeared in front of the King of Hell, and the Five-Colored Stone in her hand expanded at an extremely fast speed. It became as large as a star in the blink of an eye, releasing a dazzling five-colored light that enveloped the King of Hell.

The entire scene was extremely spectacular, causing the Heavenly Emperor Academy disciples to be speechless.

The Multicolored Stone had already advanced to become a Dao weapon, and with Deng Chanyu's middle Ancestral Stage of Primordial Hong Meng cultivation, it instantly killed the Ghost King of Yama.

Elder Lu looked at Deng Chanyu in horror, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. Tyrant and Shi Wansui were also dumbfounded.

Xu Haotian couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. After becoming a Ancestral Stage of Primordial Hong Meng, not just any Chaos Treasure could become a Dao weapon.

For example, Chen Xiang's Precious Lotus Lamp, Taoist Lu Ya's Immortal Slaying Flying Daggers, etc. It seems like in the future, this subordinate can consider the existence of the Chaos Treasure.

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