Hongluan Star Domain, unknown Primeval Great Star, the battle between Zhiming and Ghost King is reaching a fever pitch.
The two peerless kings were able to shock the world, and their fierce attacks and defenses shocked everyone present.
With the help of Qihuang Secret Art and Nine Nether Battle Art, Zhiming's combat power has been increased to an astonishing level. Facing the ghost clan Strongest Kings, he does not fall behind at all.
In the void, three dragons are coiled around, and the power of heaven and earth continues to gather from all directions, blessing Zhiming's combat power.
After fighting for a hundred moves, in the void, the magic flame and Ghost Qi continued to collide, Nine Nether Battle Art rushed to the top, Soaring Swan Art's achievements were astonishing, and the ability to kill immortals gradually appeared.
The ghost clan's holy weapon Six Paths of Reincarnation is so sharp that it has the power to kill gods, which is shocking.
Below, the ghost kings looked at this scene with uncontrollable emotions in their hearts. No one thought that one day, the ghost clan's holy weapon would turn against them and point at them.
The only peerless swordsman in the world who surpasses the sword, Ghost Sword is in his hand, and he has no fear in the world.
"King Yama's Third Watch Judgment, Cycle of Rebirth Hell."
Ghost Sword crossed, Demonic Qi surged across the sky, Ning Chen was transformed into a body of magic energy, and the stormy waves swept across the nine days, and then Human Hell opened.
Hell appears in this world, and whirlpools of reincarnation appear, with life and death constantly alternating.
Ghost King stared and shook away the nearest whirlpool of reincarnation with a palm, not daring to let reincarnation take over.
In an instant, black light flashed across his eyes, Six Paths of Reincarnation broke through the world of mortals, killing everyone fiercely and continuously.
Ghost King raised his hand, ghost shadows filled the air, manipulating hundreds of ghosts to surround and kill the former.
The two kings of hell are fighting, the king of hell, Ghost King, can show their full power, Sword Qi, ghosts and shadows are intertwined, extremely powerful and shocking.
The fierce battle left no room for mercy. Demonic flames rose all over Ning Chen. Nine Nether Battle Art activated his sword style and tried his best to suppress Ghost King's moves.
At the same time, Ning Chen flipped his left palm, and the demonic energy gathered, condensing but not dissipating.
"Twelve Forms of Spiritual Insight, Soul Scattering Hand!"
The palms are intertwined, the swords are sharp, Ning Chen is the pinnacle move of the same luck, the palms and swords are parallel, and the combat power is fully unleashed.
A sword slashed, the black light was bright, Ghost King avoided the sword light, and saw the force of his palm coming towards him, leaving no room for breathing.
Soaring Swan Art's blessing, the power of the palm is doubled, and the power of breaking stars is earth-shattering.
Ghost King turned sideways, retreating again and again. However, Twelve Forms of Spiritual Insight followed him like a shadow, with continuous palm power, making it inevitable to avoid him.
With a thud, the palm strength increased, Ghost King's figure stepped back a few steps, the blood in his body surged, and the final move was actually slightly less than half a move.
In the void, the last three Giant Dragon also collapsed, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy vibrated, and violent winds swept the world like wild waves.
After the aftermath had dissipated, Ghost King's expression darkened ten steps away, and Ghost Qi surged around his body, suppressing the surging blood energy.
"Thirteenth Prince is really good at it. In thousands of years, His Highness is the first person to push me to this extent." Ghost King said in a hoarse voice as he looked at the young man in front of him.
"Ghost King can do it, I also admire you. I know that you are not defeated yet, come again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic flames around Ning Chen became even more intense. He took a step forward and stepped forward again.
Ahead, Ghost King looked serious, and raised his withered hands. Suddenly, the sky was full of Ghost Qi, space and time shook, and signs of reversal began to appear in the millennium.
"Huh?"
During the battle, Ning Chen felt something, his eyes changed slightly, he stepped in the air, and turned back.
Ten feet away, Ning Chen stopped, looked ahead, and his expression darkened.
Something is wrong!
But looking ahead, Ghost King's whole body, the years have reversed, and the ghost king's whole body has begun to gradually change. His withered face has regained its youth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin all over his body has begun to glow with brilliance, dazzlingly.
A few breaths later, in the void, a silhouette of peerless elegance appeared, with flying black hair, as graceful as a fairy.
After thousands of years, once it was reversed, the shocking scene shocked everyone present.
Ghost King The blood that had just withered all over his body was now as blazing and dazzling as a divine furnace, making people dare not look directly at it.
"Thirteenth Prince, please!"
Ghost King spoke, and the melodious voice echoed between heaven and earth. The oppressive king's power dispersed, and a trace of Imperial Might vaguely filled the air, which was so heavy that it made one's heart palpitate.
"It turns out that Ghost King still hides such amazing strength. However, when it comes to controlling the power of time, I think I am not inferior to anyone."
As soon as the words fell, time passed around Ning Chen, and the divine ban was opened and spread rapidly.
In the void, time passes ruthlessly and rapidly, trying to reverse the millennium of time again and return Ghost King to its original form.
Ghost King felt it, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he didn't dare to hesitate any more, he stepped out with lotus steps and his delicate hands reached for the sky.
Boom!
The king at the pinnacle, with one palm that could overwhelm mountains and seas, and whose cultivation was astonishing, pressed down hard and wanted a quick victory.
Ning Chen sneered, no longer fighting head-on, taking strange steps, his figure constantly moving, using strange body skills, avoiding the most important and taking the easy.
Palm after palm struck, and afterimages flew around, Ning Chen used the drag technique, using Time Restriction to consume Ghost King lifespan, and no longer accepted the attack head-on.
After a dozen moves, Ghost King's hands were wrinkled again. The magic of rejuvenation was actually showing signs of collapse.
Ghost King stared, his expression darkened, he took a step forward, and his figure swept out of the battle.
Ghost Qi filled the air, reversing the years, Ghost King's hands gradually returned to smoothness, his beautiful eyes looked at the young man in front of him, and said seriously, "Your Highness does this, it seems a bit overwhelming."
"Why?"
Ning Chen said calmly, "Did I rely on the help of others, or did I sneak attack on you? One on one, fair and just, how can I win without using force?"
Ghost King heard this and felt depressed, but he didn't know how to refute.
The person in front of me did not use any excessive means. Even though the tactics were unpleasant, they were not despicable.
"How about it, do you still want to fight?" Ning Chen looked at the ghost king in front of him and said with a bit of impatience.
Ghost King looked gloomy and continued to fight. Even if she could defeat him, the price would not be something she could bear.
The law of time is beyond human power. The young man in front of her can actually control the power of time, which is beyond her expectation.
"I admit defeat."
After a long time, Ghost King Ghost Qi all around him dispersed, his appearance returned to his old appearance, and he sighed softly.
As soon as the words fell, the kings below were in an uproar. No one expected this final result.
"Since Ghost King admits defeat, let the ghost clan fulfill its promise."
Ning Chen looked at the ghost kings below and said calmly.
Ghost King was silent, and the figure fell from the sky and came to everyone.
After several breaths, Ghost King bent his knees and half-knelt down.
"See my Lord!"
The king's surrender was shocking. Behind him, the kings looked at each other. Although they were unwilling, they had to kneel down.
"See my Lord!"
Everyone knelt down and surrendered again. In the void, the figure of Ning Chen fell from the sky and landed on the earth.
"From now on, you are the ghosts of the underworld."
Ning Chen glanced at everyone present and said with a cold expression, "And I am your king."
After saying that, Ning Chen looked at Ghost King in front of the crowd and said coldly, "Ghost King, I'll give you three months to prepare. I will come back after three months. By then, everyone in the ghost clan will have to leave with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Chen said nothing more, stepped on his feet, and left.
After knowing their fate and leaving, the ghost kings regained their composure, looked at the king of ghosts in front of them, and said in confusion, "King, why do our tribe choose to be loyal to this person? If hundreds of tribes invade, the human race will eventually be defeated. If our tribe surrenders to this person, we will definitely be implicated in the end."
"The reason is simple, I lost."
Ghost King said calmly, "I am willing to admit defeat. What's more, how do you know that the human race will be defeated? Since ancient times, the human race has experienced so many disasters, but it has always been prosperous. On the contrary, hundreds of races have been exterminated in these tens of thousands of years. I am afraid that even we can't count them."
The leader of the kings, Ghost Clan Grand Elder, frowned slightly when he heard this, and said, "What does the king mean, is the human race going to win this war?"
"Whether the human race will win, I don't know, but it will definitely not be easy for the hundreds of races to win this war."
Ghost King said with a solemn expression, "Think about the peerless swordsman who guarded the gate back then. Just one person was able to stop hundreds of tribes for ten years. If it hadn't been for the two Demon Emperors Qiyao and Kunyi to personally take action, the army of hundreds of tribes would still not be able to descend on Outer Heavens."
The kings fell silent after hearing this. They had also heard about the amazing swordsman. Throughout the ages, there would never be another person with such terrifying combat power in the King Realm.
"Today's situation is not clear. As for my ghost clan, because I took refuge in Thirteenth Prince, I have made Heavenly Demon Royal Clan feel resentful. In this case, it is better to completely surrender to the human race." Ghost King said solemnly.
There is no essential difference between the human race and Heavenly Demon Royal Clan. The ghost race is not a royal family, so they must choose a backer. There is no certain correct answer to who to choose.
This is a bet. If they win, the ghost clan will soar into the sky in the near future and truly become Dragon-Following Vassal. If they lose, they will undoubtedly fall into the abyss completely and never recover.
In the starry sky, the figure of Ning Chen passed quickly, and disappeared in a short time, deep in the starry sky.
"Demon body."
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded between heaven and earth, the phoenix fire was blazing, yin and yang, mutually reinforcing and restraining each other.
Ning Chen stopped, looked down, and said, "You're awake."
"Just woke up."
Phoenix Body's voice sounded and said, "You have done a good job in conquering the ghost clan. That Ghost King is second only to an emperor in strength. If he can sincerely surrender, he will be a big help in the future."
"Whether you truly surrender or not, you have to rely on your strength in the end. If the human race loses in the future, the ghost race will most likely betray them." Ning Chen said coldly with a cold look in his eyes.
"Profit driven, this is inevitable."
Phoenix Body said, "However, as long as the human race still has the possibility of victory, the ghost race will not betray easily. After all, the ghost race was betrayed Heavenly Demon Royal Clan once and will not dare to change its stance easily again."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "How are you now?"
"Not very good."
Phoenix Body did not hide anything and answered truthfully, "The powers of Black Phoenix and Fire Phoenix have opposite attributes and suppress each other. For some time to come, I must fully integrate the two Phoenix's origins, so I can't help you."
Ning Chen frowned slightly when he heard this. After a moment, he nodded and said, "You can do your thing with peace of mind. I will take care of the external matters."
"Thank you for your hard work."
After the words fell, Phoenix Body's voice gradually faded away, the phoenix fire dissipated and re-entered the demon's body.