Chapter 1195: Ghost king

The Yinhai ghost prison is filled with ghost spirits, and a huge blood waterfall descends from the sky, washing the blood pool below day and night.
In front of the blood waterfall, on the throne cast by the white bones, the ghost-king king closed his eyes and meditated, with an extremely strong breath, and the laws of imperialism were vaguely visible.
In front of the throne, Fate came and politely performed a junior ceremony.
On the Bone Throne, the ghost king opened his eyes and looked at the thirteen princes of the royal family in front of him, without a word, looking up and down, as if to see the young man in front of him.
Ning Chen stood still among the elders of the ghost clan, with a calm look like water and no fluctuations.
The king, knowing his destiny and looking at each other, after a long time, the ghost king spoke with a hoarse voice, "His Royal Highness came to the Yinhai Ghost Prison.
Ning Chen smiled on his face and said, "Predecessor Ghost King is out of sight. The juniors should have come to visit long ago, only because of some personal matters."
"What happened in the imperial city, I have heard Yin Ji mention, the wisdom of His Royal Highness, the world is unparalleled." The ghost king exclaimed.
"No matter how good the strategy is, it requires absolute military cooperation to implement it. Without the help of the ghost clan, the plan of the juniors will not succeed. In the final analysis, the ghost clan will do the most." Ning Chen smiled more friendlyly.
During the conversation between the two, on both sides, the elders of the ghost clan looked at each other and nodded in agreement. The thirteenth prince was more approachable than expected, and he did not have the domineering characteristics peculiar to the noble children.
"Your Highness, is your honorable master?" On the throne of bones, the ghost king's turbid eyes flashed through the waves and said.
"Master, everything is fine." Ning Chen replied.
"That's good."
The ghost king sighed and said, "I haven't seen it for many years, the Nine Nether is still flourishing in the spring and autumn, and the king is about to die, and Shouyuan is not much."
"Senior Ghost King and Master are old knowledge?" Ning Chen asked inexplicably.
"It's all old monsters who lived from ancient times to today, and they have seen a few faces at all." The ghost king's eyes revealed memories and expressed emotion.
Ning Chen heard the words and looked at Yin Ji not far away, his thoughts flashing in his eyes.
Judging from the attitude of the ghost king, she and the master are definitely not as simple as seeing a few faces.
There are hundreds of thousands of years in ancient times. Unless the demon has sealed his body, even the ghost family with long Shouyuan can't live for so long.
He didn't know why the ghost king had to spend such a big price to support it until now, but if it is related to the master, the truth is really intriguing.
Ning Chen didn't ask much about things that shouldn't be asked, standing quietly, waiting for the ghost king to wake up from the memory.
I don't know how long it has passed. On the throne of the bones, the ghost king recovered, and the old face flashed a smile of self-deprecation.
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "Memories are the most important things in life. Senior Ghost King is an elder who has spanned an era. No matter his knowledge or cognition, he is not accessible to his juniors. In the future, he will consult with Senior Ghost King."
"Your Highness is polite."
The ghost king whispered, "I heard that His Royal Highness is a rare master of kendo in the world. The ghost family has a sword and can still get it. I don't know if His Royal Highness can see it."
Between the speeches, the ground was trembling under the Yinhai ghost prison, and an ancient sword rose out of the ghost spirit. On the sword body, one side was engraved with the ghosts of and ghosts, and the other side was the blissful world of birds and flowers. The two completely different sides, with different breaths, blend together perfectly.
Ning Chen looked at the ancient sword rising and falling in the ghost's spirit, and his attention was suddenly attracted. The swordsman loved the sword, and everyone knew his fate.
"If this sword is the dowry of Yin Ji, what does His Highness think?" The ghost king looked at the young man in front of him seriously.
On both sides, the appearance of the elders of the Yinhai ghost prison is not too surprised. They have known that marriage is the best way to consolidate the status of the ghost family.
In the world, Ning Chen recovered, frowned, and shook his head, "Premier Ghost King and junior already have a wife. There will be no plans to marry a wife in this life. The good intentions of the ghost family, the juniors will lead."
All the elders of the ghost clan have heard that their faces have all changed. Obviously they did not expect that the thirteenth prince would refuse this affair.
On the Bone Throne, the ghost king stared at the young man in front of him. After a long time, his right hand waved and sent out the ancient sword. He sighed, "You and your master, in terms of feelings, are exactly the same, the same stubbornness."
The ancient sword is in front, but Ning Chen did not reach out to pick it up.
"This sword, named Six Dao Reincarnation, is the treasure of my ghost town family. I am the master today and gave it to my highness." The ghost king said.
Ning Chen still didn't reach for it, looked at the ghost king on the throne, calmly said, "What do ghosts want?"
"Your Highness a promise."
The ghost king said, "If one day His Highness proves, I hope that His Royal Highness can refine a royal soldier for the ghost clan and serve as a tool for handing down the ghost clan."
Ning Chen heard the words, his eyes narrowed, the emperor's heavy weapon, the ghost family had a really big appetite.
Emperor's Artifacts, it is not easy for the Emperor's Sovereign to want to refine it. It is one of the most difficult to find the magical materials. More importantly, the artifacts of the Emperor's level have already possessed artifacts, such as Dragon Sword, or The Emperor's Seal of the Eight Wastes Demon Emperor, each of the emperor artifacts, has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. During the heyday, it is almost equivalent to a supreme emperor.
Ning Chen looked at the ancient sword full of ghosts in front, thinking about the conditions of the ghost king at the same time. After counting the rest, his right hand extended and held the ancient sword.
Starting with six rounds of reincarnation, an unmatched spirit rose up into the sky. In an instant, over nine days, the wind and the clouds changed, and the clouds were overwhelming, covering the day.
The condition of the ghost king is indeed not easy, but he now lacks a suitable magic soldier. Upside down the water moon and the star soul are damaged, and the three mouth fairy swords can not be used at will. This six reincarnation will give him a lot of help.
On the throne of white bones, the ghost king looked at the scene of the unity of the swords in front of him, and his muddy eyes gradually became clear.
What a similar scene. At the beginning, his master was so shocked that he was absolutely gorgeous, and his young age had eclipsed countless older generations.
In the past, Xuan Jiuyou rejected the marriage of the ghost race. Today, his disciples made the same choice, the same pride, the same stubbornness.
"Yin Ji, are you satisfied now?" Gui Wang Chuanyin sighed softly.
"Thank you for your understanding."
Yin Ji replied softly that she really liked the Crown Prince, but she still feared and admired more. If she could choose, she didn't want to marry the Prince's Mansion and become a tool for ghost marriage.
Between the two of them talking, in front of them, in the diffuse ghost spirit, Ning Chen's demon gas surged out, submerged in the ancient sword, and suddenly, the ancient sword's breath changed, and the magic power skyrocketed.
From all sides of the original Demon Realm, a strong King Realm looked at Yinhai Ghost Prison, his face staring.
After six reincarnations, the artifact of the Guizu Zhenzu was born.
The top ten artifacts of the original Demon Realm, the six reincarnations are definitely ranked in the top three, and are comparable to the burning sword of the fourth devil of the Heavenly Demon.
"In order to attract the elder thirteen, the ghost clan really gave their money."
Heaven Demon Ancestral Land, Qi Yao Yao Emperor looked to the north and said.
Not far away, the Eight Demon Emperor was silent, and the eleven thirteen had six reincarnations, which undoubtedly greatly increased his strength, but these have nothing to do with him.
Seven Obsidian Demon Emperor Yu Guang looked at the former with a low expression and sighed softly in his heart.
It seems that the death of Xuanzhen has a great influence on the Eight Wastelands. Among the royal princes, Xuanzhen is indeed the leader among them. Unfortunately, he was born in troubled times and failed to grow up.
"Bahuang, the matter of the royal lineage, there should be a decision." After a while, Qi Yao Mo Huang converged and began.
The Eight Emperor Demon Emperor heard the words, his body shook slightly, and said, "Who do you want to choose?"
"It doesn't matter who you choose. What's important is that the people who inherit the luck of my people must be able to bring the much needed imperial combat power to our people." Qi Yao Mo Huang said in a deep voice.
The Emperor Bahuang was silent for a long time, and said, "Xuan Qing, Xuan Que, and the disciples of Nine Nine, these three are the most outstanding of the princes and queens, the mother of Xuan Que, the bloodline of the non-day demon royal family, blood The strength is flawed, and the disciples of Nine Nine are from the human race. Although they have been trained by the Heavenly Demon Pool, the purity of the bloodline is still different from that of the princes. The remaining people are only Xuanqing, but the old twelve and the old five You should have n’t forgotten your death. Although the people of the Celestial Demon Royal Family are cool and indifferent, the behavior of the third son is a bit overwhelming ~ EbookFREE.me ~ What do you mean? "Seven Yao Mo The emperor frowned.
"If you have to choose, I would rather choose one of the disciples of Xuan Que and Jiu You."
Emperor Bahuang said in a deep voice, "Xuan Que is your son. Compared with other princes, it is still outstanding, what do you think?"
Qi Yao Mo Huang sighed and said, "Xuan Que is indeed good, but it is only good. Compared with the real peerless arrogance, the sharp edge is still much different. Presumably, you can see it clearly."
"Are you talking about Jiu You's disciple?"
Emperor Bahuang said softly, "This disciple of Nine Nether is indeed like his master, and it is amazing. But his bloodline and origin are always an unavoidable problem."
"Since no decision can be made, let these three compete fairly."
Seven Emperor Demon Emperor condensed his voice and said, "Now that the five parties are in a tense battle, it is better to send all three of them. Whoever can withstand the offensives of the five royal families, and whoever wins the battle for the unification in the future.
The Eight Emperors Demon Emperor's look condensed. After a long time, he nodded, and now it can only be so.
"Subpoena!"
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In the ancestral land, the messenger appeared, kneeling and saluting.
"Prince Xuanjiu and Prince Thirteen of the throne see."
"Yes!"
The order made the order, the figure disappeared, and left the ancestral land.
Half a day later, over the Nine Crown Prince's Mansion and Yinhai Ghost Prison, an identical black Devil Emperor's Order appeared, and the powerful Demon Power reverberated, and the world was shocked.
"The demon emperor ordered that the ninth prince (the thirteenth prince) immediately went to see the palace."
In the palace of the Nine Princes, Xuan Que heard the words, his eyes were full of prosperity, and the inner waves were hard to conceal. Finally he waited for this day.
In the deepest part of Yinhai Ghost Prison, Ning Chen looked at the Devil Emperor's Order floating up and down, and the corner of her mouth was slightly bent. After a moment, she looked back and looked at the ghost king in front of her.