From Douluo to slaughter the heavens

Chapter 33 The Golden Generation, Yan and Xie Yue
Hun Qi knelt on the ground tremblingly, who would have thought that a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level would have such a frightened side, without the dignity of a Title Douluo at all.

But the fact is like this, not to mention him, even other ghost princes will still be like this when they see the ghost king.

A ray of black wind blew "suddenly", Hun Qi was helped up by the ghost king with his soul power.

This made Hun Qi even more panicked, and he didn't dare to look up at the ghost king's face, of course, even if he looked, he could only see a cloud of black air.

"Wuhundian is a place where dragons are hidden and tigers are crouching. Besides, there is that one in charge. It is reasonable for you to miss it."

The ghost king flicked his sleeves, took a breath of black air from the old coffin behind him, and then smiled comfortably: "What do you think of the Wuhun Temple you have seen?"

Soul Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't need to think too much about this kind of question, knowing that what the ghost king wanted was the most real idea, so Soul Qi answered without thinking.

"Grand carvings and grand constructions, stretching to the sky and the moon, are extremely luxurious!"

Compared with the Dark Soul Hall where they are located, the Wuhun Hall is really too prestigious, and it deserves to be the number one power in the mainland.

The old ghost king seemed very satisfied with this answer. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel that he was smiling from his mood swings.

"Ahem, ahem, yes! Our Dark Soul Hall has been silent for too many years, it's time to go out and see the world." The ghost king spoke very peacefully, but there was a domineering intention to point the country and mountains in his words, Fan who was not angry and pretentious It looks very stylish.

Hun Qi finally raised his lowered head, staring at the ghost king in a daze.

Soul Seven is actually more than 50 years old, because he practiced the art of the soul to be more energetic, so he doesn't look very old.But compared with the ghost king, he is not even a grandson.

How many years did the ghost king live?two hundred?three hundred?No, the ghost king has existed since the creation of the Dark Soul Hall.

According to Hun Qi's memory, the ghost king has never stepped out of this ancient castle, and even stayed in this coffin all year round, and only the eight great ghost princes are qualified to come to visit.

It is precisely because Soul Seven's spirit is a coffin that the King of Ghosts attaches great importance to him.

Of course, he wouldn't think it was the capital of his pampering, because he knew that if the King of Ghosts wanted to, he could kill him at any time.

He faintly felt that if it wasn't for the gods restraining the ghost king, the ghost king would have already ascended to the sky by virtue of his cultivation for so many years.

Hun Qi raised his eyes, and said timidly: "My lord, are you planning to leave the customs?"

The ghost king didn't nod after listening, but looked up to the sky, to the other side of the continent.

"My old friends who are still alive should only be soul beasts. This king is going to go to the evil forest, visit the beast god, and persuade him to discuss the plan of the gods!"

The ghost king's voice was erratic, sometimes deep and sometimes ethereal, but Hun Qi was used to it, and it seemed that the ghost king didn't intend to let his disciples appear in the world.

After all, the evil soul master has disappeared for so many years, if he reappears in the world, it will definitely cause panic in the whole continent, and even be attacked by the Wuhun Temple, the Seven Great Schools and other forces, which will be a disaster for the Dark Soul Temple.

"My lord, do you want to call other ghost princes? They have been lurking in various forces for so long, just waiting for your order." Soul Seven's eyes were fiery, and the eight ghost princes had waited too long for this day.

But the ghost king said: "For the time being, there is no need, so as not to startle the snake. By the way, what is the origin of the young boy you mentioned just now? Did you kill him?"

As soon as the boy Hunqi was mentioned, he became angry. The ghost king asserted that there was a Rakshasa breath in the Wuhun Temple, so he took the magic weapon given by the ghost king to the Wuhun Palace to perceive the specific position, but he did not expect to encounter that difficult thing. tangled guy.

Soul Qi was extremely annoyed, whoever didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran to squat on the roof, it was really unlucky to meet him.

But having said that, that kid is quite handsome, and he has good skills.

"I'm ashamed to go back to the ghost king. I can't do anything to him. I really didn't expect that there would be such a monstrous person in the Spirit Hall. He only looks like a teenager, but he has the strength not weaker than the Titled Douluo. The most frightening thing is...that kid also knows the fog escape technique."

"Huh? The technique of fog escape? Are you sure you can see clearly?" Ghost King said in surprise.

"Yes, my subordinate suspects that it is his soul skill, even more agile than my subordinate's fog escape technique." Hun Qi said noncommittally.

At that time, neither side used their martial souls, so he didn't know what the kid's martial souls were. Fortunately, Hun Qi used the coffin martial souls at the last moment to get rid of Lu Han.

Ghost King flung his black robe chicly, turned his back, and muttered: "You are a teenager, with the strength of Titled Douluo and the skill of fog escape, the Wuhun Palace really has all the talents in the world. Hun Qi, this king ordered you to keep an eye on it. Tighten that kid, find out his details."

A titled Douluo in his teens is completely impossible. The Ghost King thought that either Hun Qi had misjudged him, or that kid used the technique of keeping his face or even rejuvenating his youth, which aroused his interest even more.

Hun Qi nodded eagerly, and said through gritted teeth: "Don't worry, Ghost King, if I meet him again, I will definitely pull out his skin and tie him back..."

Their Dark Soul Palace has a magical weapon that specifically restrains the Mist Escape technique, which he didn't bring with him just now, otherwise...

Wuhun Palace, Lu Han's small attic, Lu Han was about to fall asleep, suddenly his nose sore, "Ah Qiu~", he sneezed twice before sitting up.

"Who is scolding me? It shouldn't be Hu Liena. Damn it must be the man in black just now. Seeing how fast he ran, he should not be caught up by the people from the Spirit Hall."

"Hehe evil soul master...it's none of my business, sleep!" Lu Han straightened his hair before lying down in peace, preparing for the day when he will see the goddess Bibidong again tomorrow...

Early the next morning!Hu Liena knocked on the door early.

"Senior sister, I haven't seen you for a few hours, so you are in a hurry to see me?" Lu Han said with a playful smile.

Originally, when Hu Liena called him, he was still lying on the bed, and after a few times of bewilderment, he reluctantly got up, and wasted a few minutes in washing and dressing up, so he was willing to open the door and come out.

At this time, there was more than one person beside Hu Liena, there were also two teenagers who were about the same age as Lu Han. They were a handsome man with fire marks all over his face, and a feminine man with long hair covering half of his eyes.

Judging by their looks, they should be the other two who have won the Purple Record Medal in the golden generation of Wuhundian. The names of these two people are no strangers to Lu Han.

One is Xie Yue, and the other is Yan. No matter what they are called, in his eyes, these two guys are scumbags.

Yan looked at Lu Han contemptuously, and when he found that Lu Han was handsomer than him, his face instantly became gloomy: "I heard that you know me? But I don't have a person like you in my impression."

(End of this chapter)