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"Now the fox ghost king has fallen to the level of a first-rank ghost king, and it will take at least two years for him to return to his heyday, so he cannot be regarded as a peak first-rank ghost king."

Chu He said pityingly.

"very pitiful."

Because of the backstabs of the two first-rank peak ghost kings who were both ghost cultivators, they were restrained by the spirit ghost king who was also a ghost cultivator, and then they were mercilessly squeezed dry.

During the battle between the Two Realms Mountains, the Fox Ghost King was guarding the Demon Spirit Clan, but he did not absorb the ghostly aura of the Ghost Emperor's fall.

It is equivalent to saying that the ghost energy absorbed by Emperor Ling was condensed bit by bit by the Fox Ghost King.

Just like that, he was drained, and the realm was drained abruptly, and he fell to the first-rank ghost king.

Even if the rest of the ghost kings were sucked out of ghost energy, at most they would return the ghost energy that devoured the ghost emperor and fell, and their realm would not be greatly affected.

"Oh, she once joined forces with the ghost king of the underworld to kill this emperor. If this emperor hadn't seen that the ghost king of the ghost world has fallen many times, neither she nor the ghost king would have survived."

Having said that, Ling asked impatiently.

"What do you want to do this time, if you have something to do, if you have nothing to do, I will ask the ghost king to drive you away."

He was alone, but he was not sure of driving Chu He away.

As for taking advantage of this opportunity to kill Chu He in one fell swoop, he didn't think about it, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible.

Although this is the ghost world, the half-holy book spirit in Chu He's body is enough to stop the first-rank peak ghost king who has lost a lot of ghost energy.

At least three can be blocked.

And Chu He alone can block one or even deal with two.

That book spirit who was a peak Confucianist, had no problem dealing with the two of them.

After going back and forth like this, unless the spirit now summons all the ghost kings in the entire ghost world, it is foolish to want to kill Chu He.

Of course, this is only intended to kill, if it's just to drive away, it doesn't need that much.

In the ghost world, Chu He and that top-tier Confucianist, it is still a little difficult to stand alone against a ghost king without losing the wind.

Chu He smiled, looked at Lingdi and said.

"I want to visit the Demon Spirit Clan."

Lingdi narrowed his eyes and pupils slightly, and asked with a rising tone.

"What did you say?"

"I want to visit the Demon Spirit Clan."

Chu He didn't know if he really didn't hear clearly, so he repeated.

Ghost King narrowed his eyes.

"Do you think I will allow you to contact the demon spirit clan?"

Chu He said carelessly.

"I know you won't allow it, so I just want to say that I have a great favor for you from the beginning."

There was a dangerous breath in the ghost king's eyes, and he said lightly.

"What if I don't admit it?"

Chu He sighed, drew out his heart sword Wusu, and spoke.

"Then I have to call until you admit it."

A breath gushed out from the Spirit Ghost King's body, dragging a huge black mist between the sky and the earth, and suddenly enveloped the surrounding area.

"Do you think I'm really afraid that your half-saint will fail?"

Chu He smiled and spoke.

"Of course you are not afraid of that semi-holy book spirit, but you are afraid of the ghost consciousness in your body."

"The breath you swallowed, you know what it means."

"Even if you have completely digested it now, you are not sure if it will suddenly affect you in the future. After all, before Zuo Qingfeng became the ghost king, he didn't notice it at all."

"And in my hand, I still hold many things that you are interested in."

Chu He smiled, spread his hands, and spoke.

"You forcibly swallowed that ghost energy, and you are not a ghost cultivator trained by ghosts. The ghosts who set up the trap probably want to smash you to ashes."

"In this case, do you really want to offend someone who might save you?"

Ling narrowed his eyes, grinned and exposed his fangs, his breath tensed.

It seemed that the next moment, he would burst into a ghostly aura and fight Chu He to the death.

Countless huge ghost aura enveloped the surroundings, slowly pressing down, the black mist was so thick that it was impossible to see the five meters around.

Even with such a huge ghostly aura, Chu He didn't panic at all, and even had a smile on his face.

After going on like this for a long time, Emperor Ling let out a breath suddenly, retracted his fangs, the anger on his face dissipated slowly, and then he spoke.

"Okay, you convinced me, I really can't offend you now."

"But if you want me to take you to the Demon Spirit Race, you must first explain to me what you want to do, and also, you must explain clearly what you have learned."

Chu He had a tricky expression on his face, and chuckled lightly.

"no problem."

"In order to ensure that the information is not leaked, I can go to your Ghost King Hall, or I can show my sincerity."

"After all, you are more at ease in the Ghost King Palace."

A half-step sword master, a peak first-rank Confucian, and a third-rank Confucian whose strength is comparable to that of a peak first-rank Confucian, although they may not be able to kill the Ling Emperor with many methods, there is no problem with heavy injuries.

In the Ghost King Hall, the Ling Emperor's strength is the strongest, even if he loses, he will not be seriously injured, not to mention there are hundreds of second-rank ghost commanders outside the Ghost King Hall.

Ling sneered and said mockingly.

"I thought you wouldn't go to my Ghost King Palace."

While speaking, Ling pulled up a green light door with both hands and entered first.

Compared with before, being able to pull out the light door more easily is enough to show that his current strength is much stronger than before.

Chu He thought something in his mind, and then followed into the light gate.

Ling sat on the throne and spoke.

"You can tell what you know."

Chu He recounted what he knew.

He did not hide the matter of Xuantian Zhishang.

Anyway, after what happened last time in the Zuo Ghost King Palace, the Ghost King must have guessed something.

For example, many saints of the human race still exist, but they are not on the ground.

Through this, and then thinking that many saints cannot enter here, you can think of many things.

Chu He thought the same way, so there was no point in hiding it.

He just concealed the fact that he was a disciple of Sword Immortal Qinglian and the name of Sword Immortal Qinglian.

Anyway, he is a disciple of a sage, and Ling has already thought about it.

Hearing Chu He's narration, Ling frowned and spoke.

"After what happened last time, I did have some doubts about these things, but I couldn't believe them. I didn't expect them to be true."

"If this is the case, the saints of the Xuantian War and the ghosts and immortals in the corresponding places should still have an opposite relationship."

"The attitude of the demon spirit clan is really intriguing."

"Although you didn't say it, I can tell that you are a saint's disciple. This doesn't mean how high your status is, but it means that you, like Zuo Qingfeng, are pawns arranged by saints or ghosts."

"The only difference is that the disciple supported by the saints of your human race is the right choice, but in the ghost world, there is a ghost cultivator like me who is not watched by ghosts and immortals."