Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Facing the mysterious man's angry rebuke, the One-Horned Ghost King was filled with fear and did not dare to complain at all.

Because the person in front of him is one of the main messengers behind the scenes. He is the existence that all creatures in the Abyss must rely on. The fate of all races in the future will be in their hands.

"Now all the tribes in the underworld are taking action for the holy war, but you, as the ghost king, are hiding in the rear to have fun. Do I understand that the ghost tribe has given up?" the black-robed messenger said coldly.

"What an injustice. I have already sent troops to attack the Zhou Dynasty. I believe that Emperor Zhou will be forced to take action soon. Then his true identity will be exposed. I will be more confident in dealing with him!" The One-Horned Ghost King was frightened. His heart trembled, and he quickly explained.

If this causes a misunderstanding and delays the future of the entire ghost clan, why don't the other ghost kings join forces to tear it apart to vent their anger?

The black-robed envoy laughed angrily, "Idiot, the 80-strong army you sent out was already destroyed outside the capital just now! It didn't have any impact on Emperor Zhou!"

"how is this possible?!"

The one-horned ghost king's head was buzzing and his face was shocked.

In this 80-strong army, there are dozens of ghost generals in the Fusion Realm alone, and ten ghost commanders in the Mahayana Realm are stationed in charge. If the Emperor of Zhou does not come out, he will definitely overthrow the Great Zhou Dynasty.

As a result, he didn't even get into the capital, so he died completely?

"This Great Zhou Dynasty is actually so powerful?!" The One-horned Ghost King looked ugly.

The black-robed envoy said coldly: "The person who destroyed your 80-strong army was not the Great Zhou Dynasty, but a monk who happened to be passing through the Great Zhou Dynasty. The people in the capital at that time called him Lord Ye."

"Venerable?" The One-Horned Ghost King was stunned, and then became angry. A foreign Mahayana monk dared to disrupt its plan! I am really impatient to live!

Although it was surprised by the opponent's strength, for it in the Tribulation Realm, a mere Mahayana was nothing.

"Just in case, I give you this Ming Yuan Pill. You must win Dazhou for me! I won't allow you to fail again!" The voice of the black-robed messenger was ruthless.

A purple elixir densely covered with mysterious lines slowly floated in front of the One-Horned Ghost King.

The One-Horned Ghost King knew that this was his last chance, so he immediately made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "If I go this time, I will definitely fulfill the envoy's wish!!"

"Haha." The black-robed messenger sneered, and his whole body turned into a black mist and disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

"Huh..." The One-Horned Ghost King breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Thinking that this plan was almost ruined, he felt extremely angry inside.

boom!

The terrifying evil spirit suddenly erupted, and the entire mountain peak trembled.

The one-horned ghost king turned his head and glanced, raised his hand to grab the female cultivator who was huddled in the corner, and growled with a fierce look in his eyes: "Do you think my behavior just now is ridiculous?! Say it! !”

The female cultivator turned pale with fright, and said in horror: "Sir, Your Majesty, this little girl definitely doesn't..."

"Bitch, you're lying!"

Bang!

The one-horned ghost king was so angry that he grabbed her and flew into the sky. His roar echoed like thunder in all directions, "All soldiers, follow me to the battle!"

"Yes!!"

Subsequently, countless ghost shadows followed the One-Horned Ghost King, carrying the black mist and heading straight towards Da Zhou.

Tianhe Hall.

Several beautiful and veiled palace maids danced gracefully, matching the beautiful music played by the geisha, creating a unique artistic conception.

At this time, Ye Junlin and the others were enjoying the highest-level state banquet in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

These ingredients are not ordinary things. They are either rare birds and animals, or they are taken from natural materials and treasures. Therefore, every dish is priceless and contains many benefits. Ordinary monks can even break through on the spot and benefit a lot from eating it.

Li Wujie picked up the wine jar, raised his head and drank it all. His face was a little red, and he praised: "This wine is really exciting!"

Bai Xiaoxi picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth to chew, with a happy expression on her face, "It's delicious~"

Hong Qianye took a few bites and didn't move her chopsticks again. This move made the prince's heart pick up in his throat, and he tentatively said: "Red Fairy, is there something that doesn't suit your taste?"

Hong Qianye crossed his arms and closed his eyes to rest. He just had no appetite for these so-called delicacies.

Seeing this, the prince looked embarrassed.

Ye Junlin said: "Ignore him, he is losing weight!"

"I see, Red Fairy is really self-disciplined." The prince sighed.

"I'm going to lose some weight on your sister!" Hong Chiba's eye muscles twitched and she suppressed the anger in her heart, but for now she had no choice but to turn a deaf ear and swallow her anger.

The prince picked up the wine glass, stood up and toasted to Ye Junlin, and said loudly: "Sir Ye, it is an honor for me to entertain such a distinguished guest as you on behalf of Zhou Dynasty. I will do it first, you can do as you like."

Say it, drink it up.

"Easy to say." Ye Junlin nodded,

The reason why he stayed here was to see if the ghost clan had any new actions, because the rewards for the tasks previously released by the system had not been distributed yet, which made Ye Junlin realize that the tasks had not been completed satisfactorily.

popping.

Suddenly, the prince clapped his hands, and all the maids retreated.

An old man wearing a gray robe and a calm face walked into the hall with a guqin on his back.

"This is Master Nangong. He is the well-deserved number one musician from the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is very famous in many places in Cangzhou. The music he plays is not only beautiful and beautiful, but also contains some profound Taoist meaning, which is very important to practitioners. It’s an excellent experience. There once was a Nascent Soul monk who was nearing the end of his life. He came all the way to listen to the music he played, and he immediately gained insights and achieved a breakthrough on the spot!"

The prince introduced.

"I, Nangong Changfeng, have met you all!" Nangong Changfeng was neither humble nor arrogant, he cupped his hands and bowed and said calmly.

Every move he made showed an indescribable arrogance.

Ye Junlin rubbed his chin, wondering why this old guy looked so naughty.

"Master Nangong, please start." The prince said in a respectful tone.

Nangong Changfeng sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the guzheng on his knees, and slowly plucked the strings with his fingers, making a wonderful sound that resounded throughout the universe.

Zheng~!

The music is very coherent and smooth, echoing in all directions, and seems to be able to cleanse people's souls.

the whole process.

Li Wujie's face was a little moved, and he listened carefully.

Bai Xiaoxi was so intoxicated that she couldn't help but shake her body slightly.

Hong Qianye's face was expressionless, and she didn't even bother to raise her eyelids.

As for Ye Junlin, when he heard the second half, he even let out a long yawn, held his head with one hand, and fell asleep.

Nangong Changfeng saw it in his eyes, and his old face became more and more gloomy.

What do you mean?

Is this contempt for my piano skills? !

How many monks heard the music he played and felt grateful as if they had received a treasure, but why did it become a lullaby here?

Nangong Changfeng felt that his self-esteem was frustrated, and he finished playing while holding his breath. He stood up and said coldly: "Your Highness, if this is the case in the future, there is no need for you to invite me. I can't afford to embarrass this person!"

The prince coughed a few times, "Master Nangong, what do you mean?"

Nangong Changfeng pointed at Ye Junlin on the main seat and said angrily: "Ask him!"

The prince said cautiously: "Master Ye, do you feel dissatisfied with the music played by Master Nangong?"

Ye Junlin picked his ears and said, "Just so-so."

He liked music with high melody, but Nangong Changfeng played it too gently, and he was a smelly old man, so Ye Junlin was not interested at all.

As for the Taoist meaning contained in the sound of the piano, it has no effect at all on a man who usually lies flat and rotten, and his cultivation relies entirely on playing porcelain.

"Uh." The prince looked embarrassed. He didn't expect that even the music played by Master Nangong was rated as so-so.

This gave the prince a very ridiculous feeling. He had been so fascinated just now!

The prince's mind moved, and he looked at Hong Qianye, who was still closed, and said secretly: "Did you see that even the red fairy is immersed in it, with her eyes closed and endless aftertaste!"

After receiving this evaluation, Nangong Changfeng was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. This was a naked humiliation for him who was proud and famous! It is a trample on his personality!

"Shut up! You vulgar guy, you don't understand music at all!" Nangong Changfeng angrily scolded in public.

boom!

A fierce murderous aura erupted.

"Old guy, you already have a way to kill yourself!" Li Wujie's eyes flashed with cold light, he grabbed the hilt of the knife at his waist and stood up suddenly, with the intention of drawing out the knife and slashing at Nangong Changfeng.

As long as the master gives permission, he will immediately hack Nangong Changfeng to death.