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"Come and find me in the Palace of the Ghost King, maybe we will have a consensus."

After leaving these words, the Spirit Ghost King suddenly disappeared.

Second Grade Guishuai stood aside, staring at Chu He closely, as if as long as Chu He wanted to escape, he would do it directly.

But in fact, if Chu He wanted to escape, the second rank Guishuai would definitely not be able to stop him.

It only takes four quick dodges in a row, and the second-rank Guishuai can't catch up.

After thinking for a moment, Chu He decided to go to the Spirit Ghost King Palace.

If the Ghost King was hostile to him, he would have done it the first time he saw him, and there was no need for him to go to the Palace of the Ghost King.

The majestic ghost king, the master of the ghost world, the second emperor, would not bother to do such a thing.

Stepping into the vortex, Chu He suddenly felt his whole body sinking.

Sure enough, it felt the same as entering the blue light gate.

After a while, Chu He landed firmly and looked around.

The surrounding palaces were similar to the dilapidated palaces before, only larger in scale, and without the black mist, Chu He couldn't see the side at a glance.

In front of Chu He, the Ghost King sat on the throne, his eyes still full of sarcasm.

Under the throne, there is a ghost cultivator exuding a powerful ghost aura, at least at the level of a second-rank ghost commander.

At this time, the second-rank ghost commander was not surprised when he saw Chu He coming, and he didn't even have basic defenses.

This is the Palace of the Spirit Ghost King, not an uncontrollable dilapidated place, but the real Palace of the Spirit Ghost King.

In the Spirit Ghost King Palace, the Spirit Ghost King is the only ruler.

Even if the Ghost Emperor came to the Spirit Ghost King Hall, he would not dare to conflict with the Spirit Ghost King.

This is where the ghost king really has complete control.

Of course, any ghost king hall is the strongest home ground of each ghost king.

The spirit ghost king dared to suppress the snake ghost king casually, but he couldn't go to the snake ghost king's hall to fight with the snake ghost king.

If it is also in the ghost world, the spirit ghost king can overwhelm the snake ghost king, but in the snake ghost king's hall, although the spirit ghost king will not be suppressed, there is a high probability that he will be at a disadvantage.

Chu He raised his head, looked directly at the Ghost King without fear, and said.

"I'm here, if you have anything to say, hurry up, I still have something to do."

Anyway, he has been reduced to a fish on the chopping board of the ghost king, he is not polite, and he doesn't care if he will anger the ghost king.

The big deal is to fight to the death, oh no, as long as Chu He dies, the ghost king will definitely live.

Hearing this, the Ghost King smiled lightly.

"No one has ever dared to speak to me in such a tone in my Ghost King Palace."

Chu He obviously became a piece of hob meat, said lightly.

"Now, I'm the first."

"I'm still the first human race who dared to speak to you in this tone in your ghost king's palace."

The Ghost King Ling twitched a smile and said lightly.

"Give you a choice, either surrender to me, or go against the Snake Ghost King."

Chu He said without giving in.

"Give me a reason."

The smile on the Spirit Ghost King's face disappeared, and the powerful pressure of the first-rank Peak Ghost King shrouded Chu He.

Chu He suddenly felt his whole body froze, the literary energy in his body seemed to be hindered, and the speed of operation suddenly dropped to 10%.

In this case, not to mention using "Jian Jin Jiu", it is extremely difficult to even use the heart sword Wusu to summon Wen Qi.

But Chu He didn't panic at all, and sneered.

A sword intent soared into the sky, smashing the ghostly aura surrounding him from the Spirit Ghost King.

Wen Qi may be suppressed, but the sharp sword will not.

But this was only temporary. While the sword intent smashed the pressure of the ghost aura, more ghost aura enveloped Chu He, constantly pressing down on Chu He.

The ghost king said coldly.

"I'm just giving you a choice. Here, what right do you have to ask me for a reason?"

"You have to understand that here, if I want you to do anything, you will be powerless to resist. Even if it makes you commit suicide, you will have no way to resist at all!"

Chu He grinned and said with a sneer while enduring the strong coercion.

"The majestic ghost king asked me to come here just to show off your strength?"

"If this is the case, then I can only think that you are just a bastard who dares to be arrogant in your ghost king's palace."

"If you still want to dominate the ghost world and become a ghost fairy with such a mind, then I can only say that all the ghosts in the ghost world are dead, and it's not your turn."

This remark was not only offensive, but also directly pierced the heart of the Ghost King.

The second-rank Guishuai who was waiting under the throne obviously felt that after hearing such words, he could already kill the rude person in front of him with his own hands.

The corners of Chu He's mouth were grinning, and his whole body burst out with literary energy, constantly resisting the coercion of ghost energy around him, with a strong and sharp sword intent wrapped on the heart of Wusu.

As long as the second-rank Guishuai dared to step forward, he would dare to blow up his Wenxin, and he would blow up the entire Ghost King Palace together.

But the moment the second-rank Guishuai moved, the Ghost King snorted coldly.

The second-rank Guishuai immediately lowered his head, and kowtowed in front of the Spirit Ghost King, not daring to move.

Feeling the rapid loss of literary energy in his body, Chu He gritted his teeth.

He couldn't wait any longer, and once the literary energy in his body was exhausted, it would really be a man-made sword and me as a fish.

Self-exploding Wenxin, forcing a burst of literary energy, together with Wenhai's literary energy, should be able to explode with the strength of a first-rank Confucian. Although he is far from being the opponent of the Spirit Ghost King, killing the second-rank Guishuai in front of him will cause some troubles for the Spirit Ghost King. It should be fine.

The price is nothing more than death.

A killing intent flashed across Chu He's eyes.

The moment Chu He was about to strike, the coercion of the huge ghost king suddenly disappeared.

Without the coercion of the ghost aura, Chu He's literary energy suddenly burst out, and his aura soared to the level of a second-rank scholar. Even the second-rank ghost handsome who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help but feel terrified.

With a wave of the ghost king's hand, he scattered the strong literary spirit rushing in front of him.

He got up slowly, looked at Chu He, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"As expected of a genius with the same reputation as me, when facing a powerful enemy that has absolutely no way to resist, the first thought is not to surrender, but to die rather than cause trouble to the opponent."

"Chu He, I like your kindness."

Chu He was stunned for a moment, looking at the Spirit Ghost King coldly, his vigilance remained undiminished, and even became stronger.

Because he suddenly thought of a possibility.

This spirit ghost king, he can't be a pervert in a ghost cultivator, right?

Not only do you want to violate taboos, but you also want a relationship between humans and ghosts?

He's crazy?

Suddenly, Chu He felt a chill, wishing to explode himself on the spot.

It's not as good as being trained as a ghost cultivator, no, if you become a ghost cultivator, you will be reduced to something, it's better to just blow yourself up.

Ghost King Ling seemed to sense that something was wrong with Chu He, his face suddenly turned cold, and he cursed.

"Did you think of something? Why are your eyes so disgusting?"