Chapter 1055 Reunion! 【2】

"Si Ming, how many years have you been in Nether Prison?" The Nether Lord didn't answer his question, but looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

A trace of doubt floated in Si Ming's eyes, but he still replied respectfully, "It's been five years."

"Time is so fast, five years have passed in a blink of an eye. How have I treated you in these five years?" The Nether Demon Lord seemed to sigh, then looked at him and asked.

"Master treats me very well."

"That's good, now is the time for you to repay me." The ghost master's eyes locked on Si Ming's body, suddenly his body moved, and the next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Si Ming, with one hand He grabbed Si Ming's neck fiercely.

"Si Ming, you have a ghostly physique that is rarely seen in ten thousand years. Although it was formed the day after tomorrow, it is not bad. Now let me devour your blood, your body and your soul... and become one with me If you are one, you will have a better room for improvement, and you will be the master of this world! Haha... After I completely integrate with you, and add the Holy Demon Flower, I will not have to be afraid of the Yanhuang bloodline at all. The power of pure yang!"

Si Ming's eyes widened inexplicably, he stopped struggling, raised his head, and looked at him with difficulty, with a look of hurt and disappointment in his eyes, "Five years ago, you took me as a disciple, did it all have been planned?" ?”

"Yes, at that time I took a fancy to your ghost physique. I originally wanted to wait until you became an adult before devouring you. After all, this is a rare ghost physique! I didn't expect a Yanhuang bloodline to appear halfway, haha , God is helping me too! If the Nether body and the Yanhuang blood are fused, then it is possible to transform into a nine-yin and nine-yang body. Do you know what this means? Whether it is the Xuantian Realm or the Nether Prison, it will be under my control. I will He is the highest controller in this world!" The Nether Ghost Lord sneered triumphantly.

"It turns out that you were lying to me too." Si Ming was slightly annoyed, except for Aunt Yue, Uncle Jing and Xiao Ling, no one was sincere to him anymore!

With a flicker of his figure, Si Ming turned into a cloud of black smoke and escaped from the hands of the Nether Ghost Lord. He transformed into a human form and landed beside Nalan Jing. The black halberd in his hand slashed fiercely at the soul chain. Go, cut off the chain of soul lock with a bang.

Si Ming was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect the soul chain to be cut off so easily, "Uncle Jing, hurry up, I'll hold him back! Aunt Yue is outside right now!"

Nalan Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and Yue'er really came!

"Impossible! This is a soul-locking chain made of ten thousand years of cold iron. With your strength, you can't break it!" The Nether Lord's eyes were extremely dark, and his heart was filled with anger. This damn Si Ming actually Dare to betray himself, it was a waste of his five years of cultivating him with so many top-quality resources.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, he's really mad at him!

It sounds nice that he is using top-quality resources to cultivate Si Ming, but in fact, is it not for his own selfish desire?

Si Ming also frowned suspiciously. Although he had used 90% of his strength just now, it was unexpected that he cut it off so easily!

As if remembering something, the Nether Lord's eyes fell on Nalan Jing, his face was full of surprise, "It's you?!"

"That's right, it's me." Nalan Jing's lips curled into a sneer, and his three thousand black hair danced without wind, with a fierce and tyrannical aura.

The white robe unfolded like snow satin, and he stepped down from above, but he did not leave in a hurry, "Actually, I have already unlocked the soul chain, Ghost Lord, you have trapped me for a year, It's time to settle the interest with you."

Hearing the words, the ghost master sneered disdainfully, "It doesn't matter if you break free from the soul chain, you are no match for me at all!"

After the words fell, a majestic and vast aura emanated from him, as towering as a mountain, very frightening.

"Try it and you'll know." Nalan Jing waved his palm, and gathered his natal magic weapon in his hand. He raised his hand and raised his sword, and a fierce and unparalleled sword light immediately went towards the Nether Ghost Lord who was rushing forward.

A scorching aura erupted from the red-golden sword light, and the power of pure yang was so terrifying that the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld dared not approach at all.

His face became more and more gloomy, and a terrifying storm surged in his eyes, "Have you broken through to the realm of the devil king?"

"Yes, it's all thanks to you. Without your threat, I wouldn't be able to progress so fast!" A sneer sneered at the corner of her fair and beautiful mouth, and a cold light flickered in her purple eyes. Come on, the whole person turned into a ball of white light, and rushed towards the Nether Lord.

The snow-white robe turned into red gold, and the whole person was as if made of pure gold in an instant, the sky was full of golden light, radiant, sacred, solemn, and ruthless!

The power of Yanhuang's bloodline is the nemesis of all Shura, including the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld. At this moment, he dare not face it head-on. He is obviously a strong man at the level of a demon saint, but he is ruthlessly suppressed by a person at the level of a demon king. This feeling It made him very upset!

"Hmph! Do you really think that your Yanhuang bloodline is invincible?" In the eyes of the Nether Ghost Lord, the anger of the two races surged, and he saw the palm of his hand, quickly took out the Holy Demon Flower, and swallowed it without hesitation. His expression became more ferocious and gloomy, "Hahaha, Nalan Jing, you can suffer to death now!"

Squeezing the formula with both hands, luck, endless demonic energy lingered around him, majestic and terrifying, the whole space was slightly distorted, and there was a sharp and piercing sound.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the dantian, the ghost master's face changed, and he felt that most of the magic energy in his hand had dissipated in an instant, and his face sank, what's going on? What happened to his dantian?

There is a trace of fiery red pure yang power in his dantian out of thin air!

That thread of pure yang power wrapped around the magic pill in his dantian, devouring his magic energy bit by bit!

The burning pain came from his dantian, which made his face turn pale and he was suffocated by the pain.

"What's going on? How did this happen? Where did this damn pure Yang power come from!"

The Ghost Lord of the Netherworld was furious, with fierce anger surging in his eyes, and he roared angrily.

"Is the taste of the holy magic flower okay?"

In the dim stone room, the girl's cold and disdainful mocking voice suddenly sounded, like the Sanskrit sound from the nine heavens, faintly resounding in the air.

The ghost master turned his head in disbelief, and saw a slender black figure walking over from the dark passage. His fair and beautiful face seemed to be sculpted by a god, with picturesque eyebrows, beautiful, cool and charming.

"It's you? Mu Qianyue? Damn it, what did you do? Did Situ Mo ask you to do it? How dare he betray me! You bastard!"

Mu Qianyue ignored him, but walked quickly all the way towards the stone room. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the white figure in front of her from the beginning to the end, and a layer of love flooded into her scrawled and clear eyes instantly. mist.

Eyes full of thoughts, thoughts or thoughts...

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