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The ghost aura of the White Ghost King was suddenly shattered, and there was no chance of resurrection. The Ghost King laughed three times, and slapped it with one claw, directly shattering the ghost aura of the White Ghost King, which suddenly condensed around his body.

When a ghost king falls, the ghost energy produced is enough to greatly increase the realm of another ghost king!

The last time the Snake Ghost King fell, the Spirit Ghost King failed to absorb the ghost energy because Chu He completely shattered the entire Snake Ghost King with a single sword under the image of a saint, and even the ghost energy did not remain.

But this time, the Spirit Ghost King would never let go of the ghostly aura that escaped from the fall of a ghost king.

Amidst the loud laughter, the Spirit Ghost King was full of ghostly aura. In an instant, all the ghostly aura consumed by fighting the Ghost Emperor was replenished. Not only that, his aura also climbed layer by layer, directly surpassing the Ghost Emperor.

Seeing ten ghost kings and even one ghost emperor, not only failed to kill the spirit ghost king and the human saint, but because the saint directly fell one ghost king, the rest of the ghost kings felt fear.

They gathered here originally to rely on numbers, and wanted to directly kill the saints of the human race, so as to gain the opportunity to be promoted to ghost immortals.

But who would have imagined that Chu He actually hid a first-rank peak Confucian at the end, and even used this as a trap to directly restrain the ghost emperor and kill a ghost king.

The situation is now clear.

In the presence of all ten ghost kings, the human saint could not be hit. Instead, the four first-rank peak ghost kings were suppressed and beaten by the human saint.

And now that they lost one ghost king, with the strength of the spirit ghost king greatly increased, their remaining nine first-rank peak ghost kings had no chance of winning against the strong human race.

They originally gathered together because of their interests. Seeing that the situation was not right, they lost their fighting power in their hearts and wanted to retreat.

In the next moment, a ghostly aura suddenly exploded.

The silver-white flames burst suddenly, and the Ghost Emperor, who was surrounded by the bone spirit's cold fire, was already covered in silver-white flames, and silver-white flames were constantly spraying out from his seven orifices, and his eyes changed from the pitch-black eyes at the beginning. It became completely silver-white eyes.

Startled, Chu He came to Yao Lao's side and asked.

"Yao Lao, what's the matter?"

Yaochen smacked his mouth and said with emotion.

"This person is as crazy as Xiao Yan, and he actually used my Bone Spirit Cold Fire to forge in his body. Now he has completely adapted to the Bone Spirit Cold Fire."

"What? He will use Bone Spirit Cold Fire?"

Chu He suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking in disbelief at the Ghost Emperor surrounded by a circle of silver-white flames.

"What is the use of Bone Spirit Cold Fire? I'm talking about adaptation. The source of Bone Spirit Cold Fire is in my body. He can only adapt at most, and it is absolutely impossible to control it."

Yao Laobai said with a glance.

Chu He stared at Ghost Emperor dumbfounded.

Even the ghost emperor, even the most powerful first-rank peak ghost king in the ghost world, can't do this, right?

Yao Chen came from another world, a book spirit awakened from the book.

Even if the Bone Age Lenghuo used by Yaochen can't transcend the aura of this world, it is definitely the first time it has appeared in front of the world.

How dare the ghost emperor swallow the cold fire of the bone spirit directly into his body?

Even if the ghost cultivator has a strong devouring ability, that's not how he plays it, right?

The ghost emperor lowered his head slowly, and a ghostly aura suddenly appeared, enveloping himself.

In the next instant, the ghost energy dissipated, and on the ghost emperor's body, the silver-white traces of bone age and cold fire were no longer visible.

The only thing that stands out is his pair of black and white eyes.

Half and half black and white.

The ghost emperor lowered his head slowly, sneered, and said.

"Chu He, do you think I came to Liangjie Mountain just to kill the saint of your human race?"

"Hehehe, your thinking is too simple."

"You don't really think that if you kill a ghost king in my ghost world, there is nothing I can do?"

The ghost emperor looked around, looked at the four ghost kings who had quickly separated from Deng A, looked at the spirit ghost king who had absorbed a huge amount of nutrients in the distance, and said with a sneer.

"For me, they are just my pawns."

What is he saying?

The pupils of Chu He's eyes shrank suddenly.

Wen Xiang's figure was printed in his eyes.

Wenxiang...

Wen Xiang arrived at Liangjie Mountain...

What about leftist?

What about Zhao Shanhe? What about Gong Yang? What about Xiao Feng?

Could it be that these three still can't stop the left and right?

With a bang, a muffled thunder sounded from the sky.

The black wings on the back of the ghost emperor spread out and slowly rose into the air.

A mysterious ghost energy was slowly released from the ghost emperor's body.

This ghostly aura is a ghostly aura that no human race has ever felt.

The Ghost King was startled suddenly, and shouted loudly.

"He wants to forcibly break through to the ghost king and become a half-step ghost fairy!"

"Stop him!"

Before Linggui King could finish his words, a sword intent shot up into the sky.

At the same time, another sword intent descended from the sky.

In the sky, a white-robed figure suddenly appeared, holding a long sword, and slashed down with one blow.

The existence that still stayed in the midair of Liangjie Mountain, whether it was the human race or the ghost king, felt the powerful saint's coercion in an instant.

The entire sky seemed to be shrouded in a powerful sword intent.

The sharp sword intent made everyone lower their heads, worrying whether their necks would be cut off in the next second.

Only Chu He raised his head forcefully, looking at the sky with difficulty.

In his body, the four books are crazily exhaling literary energy, and the fifth book of Ghost World, which has begun to be widely circulated, has also begun to continuously exhale literary energy.

The quantity is small, but Chu He keeps squeezing.

He is trying his best to maintain Deng A's existence.

As long as Deng A can make a successful move and severely injure the ghost emperor who wants to be promoted in the air.

Just hold on for a second, and you'll be fine.

In an instant, Saint Zhiwei and Deng A shot up to the sky, completely draining the literary energy in Chu He's body.

Yao Lao looked at the sky, sighed softly, turned into a stream of light, and entered Chu He's body soundlessly.

Chu He's literary spirit was no longer enough to support Yao Lao's continued existence.

The heart sword Wusu in Chu He's hand flashed suddenly and entered Chu He's Wen Hai.

The rest of the literary spirit is already unable to support Xinjian Wusu's maintenance.

Just a little more!

Hold on for a second!

Wen Xin in Chu He's body quickly lost its luster and smoothness, and became wrinkled like an old man who was about to turn eighty.

That was the last trace of literary energy in Wen Xin being squeezed dry.

Literary heart is no longer plump.

Deng A in the air, with the golden light sword in his hand, pierced fiercely into the ghost emperor's face along with the huge long sword falling from the sky.

With a bang, the ghost energy in the air suddenly exploded.

It worked!

Feeling the explosion of ghost energy in the air, although everyone on the ground couldn't raise their heads, they were suddenly overjoyed.

The ghost energy exploded, and the ghost emperor was about to fall!

But in the next moment, a soft sigh appeared in everyone's heart.

Ugh.