Chapter 1518: Meet
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Alien God System
- Paddling Kitchen God
- 1298 characters
- 2021-01-31 12:11:19
Freak, what a freak! The lips kept shaking, the Yin Qi on the Ghost King's body kept leaking out, and his body shrank sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, a few breaths have shrunk to a height of less than 1.5 meters.
Seeing the big man with a big waist just now, suddenly turned into this kind of three-inch Ding, Yang Feng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an evil smile.
"You... what do you want to do?"
The ghost king shivered with fright, and when he looked at Yang Feng, the tears almost came down.
Yang Feng stared at him scornfully, and said with a sneer: "Aren't you crazy just now?
Why is it soft now?
Are you a ghost king?
You are so angry, you give me another try now? "
"Don't, brother, I was wrong.
I have just vented all the yin qi, and now it's just a normal ghost, please let me go, woo woo woo! "
The corners of his mouth slumped, and the ghost king was frightened.
Yang Feng curled his lips in disdain, looked at the saint ancestor aside and said, "Brother, can this ghost only be discouraged and can't run him to death?
Why didn't I kick him to death just now, but shortened him? "
"His huge body just now was supported by countless spirit bodies that were swallowed up by him. You just didn't hit him at the point, you just helped him feel discouraged.
Now his anger is gone, and there is only one life left. You kick him now, and you are guaranteed to kick him so hard that he will never survive. "
"Is it!"
The corner of his mouth curled up, and Yang Feng looked over with a wicked smile.
The ghost king shuddered, and immediately fell to his knees with a plop, and repeatedly said: "In contrast, brother, I was wrong just now, please let me go.
As long as you are willing to spare my life, no matter what you call me, I am willing to be a cow and a horse! "
"Being a horse?
Am I missing those two animals?
cut! "
Cursing his lips in disdain, Yang Feng thought a little, and said suddenly: "You are the earth snake here, I'm here to ask you, can you find a way to return to Yang from the underworld?"
what?
Back to Yang from the underworld?
Unconsciously, the ghost king thought for a while and said: "The passage between Yin and Yang has always been erratic, and no one knows when and where it appears. Only occasionally ghosts fall into the passage and disappear from the underworld to the yang area. There is no source of energy, and the soul is gone.
As for the intentional search, ordinary ghosts are really not found, otherwise the two worlds are connected, and living people and ghosts travel between two interfaces, and there will be a mess of Yin and Yang. "
"That means you don't know, right?"
With a grin, Yang Feng lifted the calf that was shining with golden light again, and shouted coldly: "Then I still have you to use as a fart, so let your soul fly away."
Huh! With that said, Yang Feng stepped on it mercilessly.
"and many more!"
However, at this critical moment, the ghost king closed his eyes and screamed.
squeak! Yang Feng’s golden calf suddenly stopped halfway above his head, and looked down at him coldly, saying:
Is there any last words I want to say. Be quicker. I have to find my way. I have no time to follow. You are inking here, hum."
"Big...Big brother!"
Licking some dry lips, the ghost king hesitated a little, and muttered: "Little brother, I really can't find a place where these two worlds are connected, but I know that there are ghosts that can be found, so I am afraid that you will not provoke them! "
"Who?
Tell me, I will let you go. "
"It's... Yan Ming Hall!"
"Yan Ming Hall?"
Turning his eyes, Yang Feng murmured: "Where is this?
Are you sure they have a way to find a way to return to life? "
"Brother, if they can't find it, then there will be no ghosts in the whole underworld [Liancheng www.lcds.info]."
Taking a deep breath, the ghost king solemnly said: "This Yan Ming Palace is the administrator of this entire underworld.
The high-level people inside are all the ghosts of the ancestors of the Yan family in the spirit world, either died in battle or died, came here and became the masters here.
They have a group of ghosts from Nangong I. I heard that they are a group of masters in the formation, and they can still contact Yang Jian. I don't know whether they are true or not, but you can ask if you can get in. "
Yan Ming Hall?
Nangong Yishi?
Turning his eyes around, Yang Feng took the golden calf back and sneered: "These old guys of the Yan family are the real masters of life, and death is also a ghost.
When he was alive, he was a superb family of superiors, and he didn't reincarnate after he died, and he ran his own world to become the leader of the ghost world.
This power is really hard to let go.
He also changed the Yan Luo Temple to his Yan Ming Temple. This underworld was also opened by his house. He takes care of the living and the dead, damn! "
"Isn't it? This whole little world was built by his house, and the underworld of this little world is naturally managed by his house."
With a grin, the saint ancestor murmured: "This old cadre’s obsession with power is not so easy to let go. They should go to reincarnation, but now they hide themselves, continue to have official addiction, and also enslaved a large number of them. The souls who shouldn't stay here are all sins."
His eyes narrowed slightly, and Yang Feng murmured: "Nangong Yishi, it's probably a member of Nangong Yueyi's tribe.
I think in this small world, there are both yang and underworld. Such a complex ecosystem cannot be created by the Yan family. It must have been made by the Nangong family.
Let's go to this Yanming Hall now and ask the Nangong family for help.
Nangong Yueyi has a magical calculation, and the rest of their family is not much worse, and should be able to help us find a way to leave. "
"Hey, Ghost King, lead the way and take us to Yanming Hall!"
With that, Yang Feng ordered the ghost king.
The Ghost King didn't dare to disobey, so he nodded hurriedly and became a guide in front.
The weather in the underworld was really bad. There was no sunshine, and it was gray all day long. Yang Feng and the others didn't know how many days they had walked, but they still didn't reach the destination.
At this time, a holy light burst out from a distance, and then there were horrified ghosts calling one after another.
The ghost king hadn't realized what was going on, he suddenly saw the white light shining through, screamed, and disappeared without a trace.
This white light, like a sun shattering dark clouds, illuminates the underworld of this one-third of an acre full of life.
All the ghosts that were illuminated by this light disappeared.
Yang Feng was stunned, but he didn't know why, but he was illuminated by the light, and the yin qi in his body began to volatilize and dissipate, as if hot lava flowed into the snow.
The fire spirit masters squinted their eyes. Although they were not as afraid of this light as other ghosts, they also felt a little dazzling. They all dodged and went back to Yang Feng to avoid them.
So far, only Yang Feng was left here, no companions, and no guide to lead the way.
After the holy light disappeared, Yang Feng walked forward again, only to see a beautiful figure lying on the gray ground. It was not that Yan Yurou or who...