"What … is this?"
Chu Rui's surging murderous aura and evil aura immediately suppressed all the existences in the Hell of Tongues. Not only those incomparably weak ghosts, but also the weak imps and ghost servants. Even the void god level ghost generals brought by the Ghost King were no exception.
"Roar …"
Roaring towards the sky, Chu Rui's eyes turned blood-red. Other than killing intent, there was no other expression in his eyes. His consciousness could indeed suppress these negative emotions, but he did not do so at all. In this place, other than himself, everything could be killed. Since that was the case, why should he suppress the surging murderous aura? It was meaningless to him. If he fully erupted, then his strength would soar. To him, it was absolutely beneficial.
"What are you standing there for? He's just one person, what are you afraid of? "
The ferocious aura immediately intimidated the surroundings. The Ghost King's strength was at the true god level. He immediately regained his senses and looked at his dazed subordinates. He immediately flew into a rage. He had ruled the Hell of Tongues for so long, when had he ever been provoked like this? A mere person actually dared to come knocking on his door like this. Such a situation had only happened many years ago, when a certain monkey did it. However, the other party was one of the four great spirit monkeys. His cultivation was heaven-defying, so it was fine if he couldn't do anything to him.
However, at this moment, the person in front of him, with such a weak cultivation, actually dared to be so arrogant and impudent, directly barging into the Eighteen Hells. Even though the energy contained in his body was indeed powerful, his realm was not enough. This was a fatal flaw. Such a comprehensive strength was simply too weak. However, he had the guts to barge in here. Moreover, he released a terrifying aura that was completely incompatible with his strength. It made him, who had lived for so long and was used to all kinds of storms and waves, tremble in fear.
As the dignified Lord of the Hell of Tongues, other than those reclusive consecrators and guards, he was the boss here. He commanded countless ghost soldiers, but now he was actually frightened by a brat. The Tongue-Ripping Ghost King immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation. It glared with its ferocious eyes and roared.
After being yelled at by their boss, the Ghost Generals regained their senses. Even though they were very afraid of the demon god like Chu Rui, they had no choice but to step forward. He hadn't lived for so many years in vain. Even though his strength hadn't increased much due to various restrictions, his experience had become richer and richer with time, and his horizons had also become wider and wider. These Ghost Generals naturally saw Chu Rui's current situation with a single glance. To put it nicely, it was "Gold and jade on the outside but rotten on the inside." To put it bluntly, it was "A pewter spear head that looked like silver but was useless."
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Chu Rui summoned the Book of Death. His right hand was holding a Holy Sword that was shining with golden light, and his left hand was holding an Ancient, Abstruse And Mysterious Grimoire. His entire body was filled with killing intent, as if he was a demon god.
"This, this is?"
As soon as the Book of Death appeared, the special energy fluctuations and law restrictions immediately stunned the Yin Spirits present. They might not recognize this thing, but their bodies and instincts clearly told them that the mysterious grimoire in Chu Rui's left hand had a terrifying restrictive and suppressive effect on them.
"Die, a bunch of dregs!"
An energy fluctuation that was extremely terrifying to Yin Spirits spread out from Chu Rui's body, accompanied by a resplendent golden sword light. It carried the aura of the purest Yang, as well as the Holy Way Power that specialized in restraining demons and monsters. In addition, the Law of Death contained in the Book of Death and You Li-er's various skills and effects that had special destructive power against Yin Spirits.
With a loud bang, the energy surged endlessly. With Chu Rui as the center, greyish-black energy ripples spread out. The originally murderous and lively scene suddenly quieted down. It was as if it had been frozen in an instant, and it came to a standstill.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang …"
Countless soft explosions sounded. Under this frightening shockwave, the weakest sinful souls, who were caught in the crossfire, were all blasted apart. They turned into clusters of powder that scattered in all directions.
"Huff, huff …"
Their mouths were wide open as they let out heavy panting sounds. Those Ghost Generals that charged towards Chu Rui like mad dogs under the command of the Tongue-Ripping Ghost King stopped around Chu Rui, trying very hard to reach forward. Just a little bit more and they would be able to use their sharp claws to ruthlessly grab that repulsive man with a disdainful sneer. However, this little bit of distance was like a natural moat at this moment, completely insurmountable.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"
After the sinful souls all exploded, another wave of dull sounds rang out. Even though they all had the strength of a Void God, they were still insignificant Imps in the end. They only became Ghost Generals when their energy reached the Void God level. Without the corresponding support of cultivation methods, mental support, and experience, they were at most high-level cannon fodder. In this regard, they were the same as Chu Rui, but their state was the opposite. Chu Rui's explosive power was very powerful, and he could instantly reach a level far away from his original strength. On the other hand, their energy was powerful, but their actual combat strength was extremely weak.
"You …"
Seeing the energy ripples emitted from Chu Rui instantly exterminate hundreds of thousands of sinful souls, tens of thousands of Imps, tens of thousands of Ghost Servants, and hundreds of Ghost Generals, the Tongue-Ripping Ghost King was stunned. He was stunned, but Chu Rui was not. Holding his sword, he charged forward. These guys were all darkness-type existences. Under the suppression of the Book of Death, they were basically trash. In front of Chu Rui, even true God-level existences were almost the same as other non-darkness-type Mythic-level existences. They were no threat at all.
As soon as the wild sword qi was unleashed, a large area was cleared. This cleaning speed was so fast that it made one's hair stand on end.
"It's your turn, clown!"
Chu Rui did not deliberately kill the Tongue-Ripping Ghost King directly. Instead, he charged forward. However, his cleaning speed was too fast. Even the Tongue-Ripping Ghost King was in a mess. Before he could make an effective judgment, Chu Rui had already arrived in front of him.
The Tongue-Ripping Ghost King was a true God-level expert, the Ghost King guarding the Tongue-Ripping Hell. On the surface, he was the highest person in charge of this layer of hell!
Information flashed in his eyes. Chu Rui smiled coldly, raised the Xuan-Yuan Sword, and slashed down without hesitation.
"Ah …"
With a blood-curdling scream, the Tongue-Ripping Ghost King had no time to dodge and had one of his arms cut off.
After being reduced by 70% by Chu Rui's Death Suppression and Dragon Power, the Tongue-Ripping Ghost King only had 30% of his attributes left. Moreover, he was suppressed by the law power of the Book of Death. In Chu Rui's eyes, a Ghost King was at most a large pawn.
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