Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Su Yan couldn't tell the exact abnormality, but he had a feeling in the dark that this place was wrong, very weird.

It's just a small jungle, but it feels like entering a virgin forest. This kind of feeling must be said, that is, heart palpitations, making people uneasy.

Of course, Su Yan knew that the Drought Ghost King would definitely set a trap for him, and he would inevitably get into the trap. There was no way.

The road ahead was steep and the car was a little bumpy, but after a few tens of meters, there was no road, and the two could only get off and walk.

"Shao Shao, this place is wrong. Why is it so quiet? There isn't even a bird calling."

Sun Yan looked around, his eyes were disturbed, and his heart was beating very hard.

"Old grandson, just wait for me here and take care of the car."

Naturally, Su Yan didn't want Sun Yan to follow him anymore, because he would definitely not care about him in battle.

Sun Yan also understood, and couldn't help but nodded, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Then Young Master Su, you have to be careful."

"Do not worry."

Su Yan paced forward proudly, and slowly disappeared.

This is a muddy path, which is very difficult for ordinary people to walk, but for Su Yan it is flat.

But for a moment, the others had penetrated into the jungle hinterland, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

The jungle hinterland was spiral, and the terrain began to slowly decline. Standing on a high place, Su Yan could see a pavilion at the bottom.

In this way, the Drought Ghost King must be waiting for him there, and Su Yan's footsteps are also accelerating.

It's just that he was still uneasy, because the Jade Buddha Sage said that he detained Jin Shiya in a place with sea breeze, and there was absolutely no sea breeze here.

Obviously Jin Shiya is no longer here, this is just a trap set by the Drought Ghost King, where Su Yan wants to capture it.

However, after a while, Su Yan reached the bottom, and the road became smooth and tidy. The underground seemed like a paradise.

When Su Yan arrived at the pavilion, the tea on the stone table was still steaming, and it was obvious that the Drought Ghost King was nearby.

Su Yan did not speak, sat down directly, took a sip of tea, and nodded in satisfaction.

Tea is indeed a good tea, absolutely the best, and most people shouldn't taste it in their lifetime.

Such a scene, Su Yan can still be so calm, his inner strength is really surprising.

After savoring three sips and half of the tea, Su Yan put down his teacup and looked up around the pavilion, with cold light in his eyes.

"Will the ghost king come out to welcome the guests?"

Su Yan's voice is very steady, like a real guest, but it is not.

A figure suddenly appeared not far away, wearing a Taoist robe, seemingly mysterious.

He walked so slowly that it could be said to be a turtle speed, but he reached the pavilion very quickly, almost in the blink of an eye.

Even Su Yan only saw a few figures of him swaying past, and people had already reached the pavilion and sat in front of him.

"The distinguished guest is here, the little old man can't take care of him well, so he still looks at Haihan."

The voice of the Drought Ghost King was a little hoarse, like Sima Yi in the Three Kingdoms, and the hearts of the people were somewhat the same. Both were good strategy people, but there was one thing about the Ghost King that Sima couldn't match. That was power.

The face of the Drought Ghost King is full of talisman prints, and the whole figure is like a ghost baby offering sacrifices. He is really worthy of the nickname of the ghost king.

Looking at the Drought Ghost King, Su Yan felt uneasy for the first time, because he couldn't see the depth of the Drought Ghost King.

Can't see the strength of a person, this is very serious for Su Yan, because it shows that he has no confidence at all, and no advantage.

As a result, a few wrinkles appeared between Su Yan's eyebrows, which indicated that he was really upset now.

On the other hand, the Drought Ghost King had a calm smile on his face, wondering if Su Yan's frown was discovered by him.

"The name of the king of ghosts is like a thunderbolt, and I see it today."

The Drought Ghost King smiled even more and waved his hand: "Compared with the four-cities master Su Ba, the little old man is old and is about to be photographed on the beach."

"The King of Ghosts is a sensible person, and I am not a fool. We know that people don't talk secretly, and circumstance will only waste time."

"Su Baxian is really young and vigorous. The young man has been idle for a long time, and he has developed a habit of laziness, and he can't change it."

"Don't you just want to get psychic liquid."

When Su Yan uttered the three words of spiritual power liquid, the fingers of the ghost king holding the teacup trembled, but it was only a slight moment, and it recovered in an instant.

"Everyone wants spiritual liquid, everyone in the world is rushing." The Drought Ghost King looked at Su Yan and said, "I'm really curious about you, how did you soar into the sky at a young age, and invented such a good thing. "

"It's just luck." Su Yan was a little uncomfortable, after all, he didn't know Jin Shiya's safety.

The moment he met the Drought Ghost King, his perception of this person changed. This person was too simple.

Maybe Jin Shiya has been killed, and maybe he wants the empty glove white wolf.

"Where are the hostages?!"

Su Yan looked at the eyes of the ghost king with a domineering look in his eyes.

"Deserving to be Su Baxian, he is really domineering, his eyes are so sharp, he is almost like an old monster."

The ghost king laughed, stroked his long beard, and continued: "Let's not talk about this for now, how about a tea comment?"

"Tea is good, but how can you taste it if you have a thought?"

"Your words are right, your mind will influence your judgment and choices, and you will be distracted. This is a problem."

"Well, I'll kill your little girlfriend to make you feel better, so you can enjoy tea wholeheartedly, right?"

Su Yan heard this, the tea cup in his hand burst suddenly, and instantly turned into debris.

"Dare you threaten me!"

Su Yan was very angry, with violent intentions, with spiritual power all over his body, ready to fight at any time.

The Drought Ghost King is very calm, even if he speaks so indifferently, he is not afraid of Su Yan at all.

"What about threatening you, do you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

Because of his complete identity, Su Yan has Jin Shiya in his heart. Even if he is an emperor, he can't be calm.

"You want to talk, put the psychic liquid formula on the table, at least let me see the sincerity."

"If you let me see Shiya, I will take out the formula of spiritual power liquid."

The Drought Ghost King smiled coldly, a black air appeared on his face, making it look even more terrifying.

"You have to be clear about your situation. It is you who beg me, not me."

"How could I beg you, I just command you, because your life is in my hands!"

Su Yan suddenly yelled, the stone table exploded, and a puff of dust spread out, but was swept away by the Drought Ghost King, and they were all gone.

"You are wrong, it is not my life in your hands, but your life in my hands!"

The ghost king's face had been indifferent, and at this moment he finally revealed a violent, like a ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Land, with an infinite cold and evil spirit.