Why is This King's Foundation on Your Body
The Luan and Phoenix called Du'e.
This inherently carried the meaning of dispelling worldly disasters and specters.
It was just that the originally gentle power of Du'e should have dissolved disasters like a warm spring breeze.
Yet after Yu Sheng's essence blood was added, the crimson-gold magmatic Dao Patterns made this trace of power fierce and overbearing. Rather than relieving disasters and difficulties, it felt more like sweeping away the injustice before the eyes!
The wide wings gently beat against the void, each stroke rolling with white radiance.
At this moment Lin Shu appeared extremely dazzling as a whole.
Scorching the Ghost King's eyes to a reddish hue, he did not even dare to stare directly at the opponent.
The moment he hid into the sky-full of Yin Qi, these chilling white mists were churned apart by the violent wind, as if an invisible giant hand had crudely torn apart his disguise.
Beneath the great sun, there was nowhere to hide.
Hiss! Hiss!
The Hanshan Ghost King could not stop darting out his tongue.
He was a noble Half-Life Immortal household.
And this place was still his territory.
Yet now, the Ghost King was nervous to the extent that he could not even contain his own instincts.
Divine birds catch snakes, Suffering Release ferries ghosts.
This lowly cultivator seemed to firmly restrain him from every single angle.
Meanwhile, the Ghost King's most relied-upon Underworld authority was figured out completely by the opponent, who even imitated similar methods—clearly making it difficult to unleash its full might.
He felt somewhat regretful now.
The youth had originally held the intention of leaving, so why did he have to be unrelenting.
Strictly speaking, those few clansmen who died had already defected to the Dragon Palace and