If he had a ghost servant in the Supreme Power Realm, he could basically sweep away all the explorers. This condition was indeed very tempting. But if his Cultivation couldn't keep up, he might encounter an expert from the Adjudicator. If he was killed before he could summon the ghost servant, he would have nowhere to cry.
"Seventh Brother, you're here."
"Cousin, why are you in a daze?"
Just when he was in a dilemma, two voices came from the end of the corridor. Du Feng rushed over and hugged the two beauties as if he had met his long-lost relatives. In fact, he and Murong Mansha were relatives, and Zheng Xiaohui was like a sister to him.
"Quick, give me your crystal stones, hurry up!"
Du Feng was so anxious that he rubbed his hands. It was the first time he had seen him lose his composure.
"What are you doing? Do you want to give our money to that little beauty?"
Zheng Xiaohui was relatively simple. When she heard Du Feng's words, she immediately took out all her crystal stones. But Murong Mansha reached out to stop her, because there was a girl standing behind Du Feng. She had big, watery eyes that reflected the blue of the bottom of the lake, delicate skin, and curly brown hair that could not cover her pointy ears. With her experience, she could tell at a glance that this was a girl from the Elf Clan.
"Well, cousin, you've been promiscuous when you were in the sect. I didn't expect that in the Land of the Buried Dragon, you wouldn't even let off a female elf. "
A woman's jealousy was very terrible. As long as she was jealous, she could break out no matter what the occasion was.
"This … this …"
Du Feng really didn't know how to explain for a moment. How could he say that it was the wood spirit girl who took the initiative to fall into his arms? The battle with the Scorpion Man was too complicated, and it was too troublesome to explain. He simply waved his hand and summoned the Ghost King.
"Woo …"
A gust of cold wind blew, and the temperature in the corridor suddenly dropped, and the light became much dimmer. The Ghost King, dressed in silver armor and holding a big knife, appeared in front of Murong Mansha and Zheng Xiaohui, grinning, revealing two rows of sharp teeth.
"Ah! Ah! "
Two screams rang out at the same time. Murong Mansha and Zheng Xiaohui jumped back in fright. Fortunately, he had experienced many dangers in the Land of the Buried Dragon and witnessed the Adjudicators' killing methods, so he did not break down. It would have been better if the Ghost King had not smiled, but this smile was simply too frightening.
"Damn you, Du Feng. For the sake of a female elf, you actually want to rob a Crystal Stone and harm your own junior sister."
Murong Mansha scolded Du Feng until he was speechless. This woman is too imaginative. If I want to harm them, is there a need to summon the Ghost King?
"Nice to meet you, Big Sister. My name is Mu Ling. I'm following Big Brother Du on this trip for …"
The best weapon against a woman was another woman. Just as Du Feng was at a loss for words, the wood spirit girl spoke. She first talked about her background, then talked about how she longed for life in the outside world, selectively ignoring the part where she was poisoned and fell into Du Feng's arms. Instead, she told the story of how she was framed by the Scorpion Man and how Du Feng defeated the bad guy in time and saved the lost elven girl.
"So that's how it is. Sister misunderstood you."
Now, the three women were of one mind, and Du Feng was left to the side. Fortunately, the wood spirit knew the current situation best and told the ins and outs of the Ghost King.
"You mean this guy is the Ghost King, a Supreme Master Ghost King?"
"No way, how can he be so powerful?"
Murong Mansha and Zheng Xiaohui couldn't believe it because after the Ghost King was subdued by Du Feng, he no longer looked like a majestic general, but more like a wretched uncle. It was really hard to believe that he was once a Supreme Master Peak master.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? These are for you."
"Seventh Brother, these are my Crystal Stones."
Murong Mansha usually spent too much, so she could only give Du Feng a few thousand White Crystals and a few Yellow Crystals. After all, she came from a small second-level country and was not so rich. Zheng Xiaohui, who also came from a small second-level country, was obviously more thrifty. In addition to the thousands of White Crystals she had accumulated, she also contributed dozens of Yellow Crystals. Because her warbeast was special, the Vermilion Bird Hall Leader was happy and gave her a little more.
"Oh, our Xiaohui is the best."
After getting the Crystal Stones, Du Feng was overjoyed. He immediately took out a stack of formation flags and began to rearrange the Pseudo Bridge of Helplessness. Fortunately, formation flags were cheap, and he bought a lot of them from the Formation Master Alliance. It was not easy to get enough Crystal Stones. If he ran out of formation flags, it would be terrible.
"Under the Bridge of Helplessness, the River of Forgetfulness, in front of the Stone of Three Lives, the House of Forgetfulness."
Because of the addition of Yellow Crystals in the formation, there was an old woman on the side of the Bridge of Helplessness. She was bent over, holding a large porcelain bowl in her hand, and muttering.
"Is it necessary? Even Meng Po can be imitated."
The Ghost King went up the Bridge of Helplessness and stared. Who was this young master? How could he imitate the Bridge of Helplessness so well? Could it be that he had seen it before? His guess was right. Du Feng had not only learned about the Underworld from the knowledge of formations, but he had also walked the Yellow Springs Road and crossed the Bridge of Helplessness.
When he was stabbed to death by Shangguan Yun, his soul passed through the Yellow Springs Road to the Bridge of Helplessness and almost drank the bowl of Meng Po's soup. But when he thought about how he died without knowing why, and how he had not taken revenge, and how he had not gotten rid of the traitor, he was not satisfied. He knocked over the Meng Po's soup, turned around and ran back. He did not know how he ended up on the Seventh Prince of Rong Tian Country.
There were many trials and tribulations in life, so there was no need to mention the past. The first thing the Ghost King did when he got on the bridge was to kill the fake Meng Po, eat her flesh and drink her blood. The fake Meng Po was also formed from Ghost Qi, and was much stronger than the little ghosts in the River of Forgetfulness.
"Good! Good! Good! "
After eating the fake Meng Po alive, the Ghost King said the word good three times, and the aura around him suddenly rose. Gusts of cold wind blew out from the corridor and rushed into the hall of the Thunder Fall Hall, and the temperature in the hall also dropped.
"What's the situation, why is it so cold."
Outside, a new team of explorers entered from the door, and just reached the hall, they shivered from the cold. It was said that the Thunder Fall Hall was a place where lightning fell, and it should be filled with hot Yang Qi. Why was it so cold after entering, it seemed that something was wrong.
"We are disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, there is no reason for us to be afraid of the cold."
Duan Qingwu reprimanded junior brother Liu, and began to look around the hall of the Thunder Fall Hall. At the same time, the Ghost King in the depths of the corridor had completed his advancement to the Grandmaster Realm. He opened his mouth and sucked, and all the little ghosts in the river of blood were sucked up. The remaining Ghost Qi was just to fill the gap between his teeth.
"Return!"
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