The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

Hearing this, many ghost cultivators rushed towards Xiao Zhe in a swarm.

In this Netherworld, I don't know how long it will take to get a chance to be reborn.

However, if you have the opportunity, you may not be able to be born into a happy family.

What's more, after suffering setbacks, after death, he repeats the same mistakes.

No one wants this kind of life.

But Xiao Zhe's appearance gave them a chance.

Even if you don't reincarnate and kill him, you can still improve your status.

Even, never fall into reincarnation.

　 "Wait for me here!"

Xiao Zhe smiled and looked at the beautiful figure behind him.

Afterwards, the fingertips of light flashed, and an enchantment enveloped Long Qingcheng's delicate body.

After doing this, he stepped out straight and killed all the ghost cultivators in a blink of an eye.

The strength piled up, and the shadows of spears scattered all over the sky, but there was no offensive at all, which could hurt Long Qingcheng.

There was also the ghost cultivator who took the courage to attack Long Qingcheng.

But not only failed, but was shattered by the power of the enchantment.

Xiao Zhe snorted coldly, turned his gaze away from those ghost cultivators who were trying to kill Long Qingcheng, and said, "You can't control yourself."

The seemingly simple enchantment is the result of his full efforts.

If this can be broken, wouldn't he be too useless as an Immortal Emperor.

Seeing this, everyone turned to Xiao Zhe one after another.

All kinds of power fluctuate and gather together.

In an instant, the nether world trembled endlessly.

　 "Wind Burst Gun!"

Xiao Zhe yelled loudly, turned around quickly, and whipped up a violent wind.

Under this ferocious attack, many ghost cultivators could not stand still for a moment.

His stellar wind aura did not stop there, but strengthened the impulse of Xianyuan.

Just like that, thousands of ghost cultivators in the Netherworld were swept away by this spear's aura.

The third realm of reincarnation, the law of space.

Immediately, the power of space rose one after another, and many ghost cultivators were distorted.

　 "Die!"

Xiao Zhe shouted angrily, and scattered many gun shadows.

Thousands of ghost cultivators disappeared without a trace under this ferocious attack.

　 "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

The ghost king's eyes suddenly changed. He has been the ghost king so far, but he has never encountered such a strong opponent.

Thousands of ghost cultivators, most of them ghost generals, were killed by a single shot.

　 "It's your turn!"

Capture the thief first, capture the king first, so many ghost cultivators, after one wave of death, another wave will come.

I really want to kill them all, but I don't know when I will kill them.

Xiao Zhe also didn't have this time to waste.

The only one he wants to kill is the wretched ghost king.

Seeing Xiao Zhe's ferocity, the ghost king turned pale with shock.

He didn't have the courage to resist, and quickly escaped from his body.

　 "Want to leave? I can't tolerate you!"

　 Xiao Zhe let out a cold snort, and his golden pupils lit up.

The power of the law of time, under the blessing of the Immortal Emperor's cultivation base, the power of restraint has increased dozens of times before.

The ghost king only felt his fleeing figure, and suddenly stopped.

No matter how hard he struggles, he cannot get rid of the restraint.

　 "Forgive me, I will let you go!"

The ghost king's pupils were flickering with fear.

At this moment, he really sensed the crisis of death.

Xiao Zhe didn't stop, and hummed: "If you don't die, I will spare you!"

　 "Dragon Emperor stab!"

Roar!
The dragon roared and pierced through the ghost king's body.

A scream sounded, and then the ghost king's figure gradually disappeared.

　 "No! I am the king of the underworld! I don't want to die!"

boom!
The aftermath exploded.

Since then, the Netherworld has lost a ghost king.

Xiao Zhe put away his long spear, landed beside Long Qingcheng, glanced at the crowd of ghost cultivators who were terrified, and said, "Whoever dares to stop me will end up just like him!"

The shocking voice clearly entered the ghost cultivator's ears, but they dared not move.

The ghost king is dead, what can they do.

Are you going to risk your life too?

　 Doing so is nothing but foolishness, as long as there is still one breath left, there is a chance of reincarnation.

If you die one more time, you will really have nothing.

　 "The ghost king is dead, what should we do?"

A ghost cultivator looked at the ghost general beside him.

I saw this ghost general trembling uncontrollably as he looked at Xiao Zhe who was holding a gun with one arm, so he had no intention of answering.

　 "Ok?"

Just when Xiao Zhe was about to undo the barrier covering Long Qingcheng's body, he detected several powerful auras instantly.

　 "what happened?"
From those figures, one came out.

Then, turning his gaze to Xiao Zhe, he frowned and said, "Where did the monk come from, dare to trespass on the Netherworld?"

　 "There are nine more, you are really hard to deal with."

Xiao Zhe smacked his lips, seemingly helpless.

　 What surprised him was that these nine figures all had the cultivation level of a ghost king.

　 "You killed the Rakshasa ghost king?"

The ghost king who spoke met Xiao Zhe's eyes.

He clenched his fists and maintained a guarded posture.

He wanted to find out his depth, but found that Xiao Zhe's cultivation was like a bottomless pit.

　 "Damn him!"

Xiao Zhe snorted coldly, and then said: "I came to this Netherworld just to find someone, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

　 "It's such a big tone, the searcher actually found the Netherworld."

After saying that, the ghost king turned his head, looked at those behind him, and said, "Everyone, let's join forces and take this guy down!"

One of the top ten ghost kings in the Netherworld was killed by an outside intruder.

If this son was not left behind, what prestige would the nine ghost kings have in front of so many ghost cultivators?

Furthermore, the death of a ghost king is equivalent to increasing their pressure.

There are ten of them, each performing their duties, and now they are afraid that they will be in chaos for a while.

However, Xiao Zhe didn't care what they thought.

He will kill anyone who stops him from taking Long Qingcheng away.

　 "Girl, wait for me a little longer!"

Xiao Zhe looked at Long Qingcheng with soft eyes.

Seeing her smiling, she nodded her head.

Afterwards, his body exploded and he rushed straight to the Nine Ghost Kings.

Long Qingcheng stood in the barrier, her beautiful eyes focused on the bloody figure, becoming more and more obsessed.

She smiled slightly and said softly: "Master, I have decided to stay with you forever, no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, as long as you are here, I will be here!"

boom!
There was movement.

Xiao Zhe holds a long spear in his hand, the immortal energy erupts, and the terrifying power is repeated, knocking back the nine ghost kings with one shot.

　 "Boy, who are you!"
The ghost king who rushed to the front questioned.

They are already considered the strongest in the Netherworld.

Even so, in front of this young man, his strength still seemed small.

　 "You don't deserve to know the name of this emperor!"

Xiao Zhe let out a cold snort, and then said: "Get out of the way and save your life, otherwise, die!"

The spear swung, the immortal essence bloomed, and a terrifying power swept over the nine people immediately.

　 "You are the Immortal Emperor!"

Finally, feeling this power, the ghost king who was at the forefront finally knew who Xiao Zhe was.

The Nether Realm, someone who actually broke into the Immortal Realm.

This kind of thing has not happened for a long time.

Even the nine ghost kings in front of them have never experienced it.

I just heard that there was once a strong man from the fairy world who broke in for some reason.

As a result, almost all the strong men in the Nether Realm were killed or injured, and their vitality was greatly damaged.

However, the current Netherworld has its own powerful people in charge, which is no longer comparable to the past.

Yes, they have no fear.

Xiao Zhe made an offensive attack casually, combined with the strength of the nine of them, he managed to catch it reluctantly.

The powerhouses in the fairy world are really beyond their reach.

　 "Since you know it, don't give way!" Xiao Zhe said with a frown.

He doesn't have much time left, and if he delays any longer, his cultivation base will drop, and he won't be able to get out of this Netherworld.

　 "It is an honor for us to have the Immortal Emperor strong here."

The ghost king smiled slightly, and immediately said: "It's just the Netherworld, a place where there is no return, if you want to leave, we will not stop you, she must stay!"

Seeing the ghost king pointing at Long Qingcheng, Xiao Zhe's breath surged, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Since there is nothing to talk about, don't blame me for killing!"

boom!
Xiao Zhe exploded all his cultivation.

Immediately, the spear came out of his hand and hit the ghost king's throat.

Seeing this, the Ghost King was startled, and retreated violently.

But how could Xiao Zhe do what he wished.

The golden light in his pupils lit up, and the ghost king was instantly frozen.

Just like that, in his frightened eyes, he watched Xiao Zhe helplessly, piercing through his body.

Two of the top ten ghost kings have disappeared.

He stretched out his spear, swept across the remaining eight, and said indifferently, "It's your turn!"

Seeing the cold aura emanating from the spear, they all backed up at the same time.

If he was allowed to leave like this, the face of the Netherworld would be ruined by them.

After a while, a ghost king stood up.

He forcefully raised his courage and said: "This woman is dead, you just killed her by taking her away, why don't you let her stay here, and when the time is right, I will arrange for her to be reincarnated."

I thought the polite words would leave a good impression on Xiao Zhe.

Whoever imagined it, what was waiting was his spear.

Xiao Zhe's eyes were cold, and he burst out with chills, and said: "Who dares to stop me!"

Whether Long Qingcheng dies or not is up to him, not these ghost cultivators.

He did not hesitate to burn his essence and blood to recast the life extension pill, which had already resurrected her body.

Now, only the soul is missing.

Long Qingcheng's spirit returns to his place, and he will surely be resurrected.

If his cultivation had really recovered the realm of the Immortal Emperor, Xiao Zhe would not be such a killer.

It's just that right now, he has no other choice but to use thunder to frighten everyone.

　 "You are being unreasonable!"

Of the ten ghost kings, three died in this way.

The remaining seven people did not dare to talk too much nonsense.

Immediately ordered everyone to besiege Xiao Zhe.

But the order was issued, but no one dared to act rashly.

No one wanted to die under Xiao Zhe's gun.

In the eyes of these ghost cultivators, Xiao Zhe has become the judge of the nether world.

His long spear determines the life and death of everyone.

Seeing that no one dared to move, the ghost king who gave the order reprimanded loudly, "Trash!"

Besides, he was helpless.

After all, even if the nine ghost kings join forces, they are no match for Xiao Zhe.

Can you still count on these, low-level ghost cultivators?

Seeing that no one dared to move, Xiao Zhe looked at Long Qingcheng and said, "Girl, let's go!"

　 "Little friend, stay behind!"

Xiao Zhe was about to take Long Qingcheng away when a voice came.

This time, he was completely angry.

Again and again, not again and again.

But the ghost kings who heard this voice were overjoyed.

They hurriedly bowed down, looked at the figure in front of them, and said, "Ghost Emperor, you are here, this kid won't listen to dissuasion, and insists on taking him away!"