Chapter 708: Five peak-level ghost kings and ghost immortals

"You will regret it." Just as Wang Huihui concentrated on her efforts to search the soul memory of the Saint Ancestor, a irritable roar came into Wang Huihui's mind clearly, and her face almost changed instinctively...

"Damn" The reason why Wang Huihui's face changed suddenly was that she heard the roar of the Holy Ancestor. However, Ye Yangcheng, who had been standing in front of her and always paid attention to her change in expression, did not think so. As soon as he saw Wang Huihui's face changed drastically, Ye Yangcheng threw the barrier ball he was holding into the air. While shouting in a low voice, the Panlong Silver Spear appeared out of thin air.

"Puchi..." A slight sound rang in Wang Huihui's office. Ye Yangcheng, who had red eyes, glared at the Holy Ancestor in the barrier ball, and without hesitation, stabbed the spearhead of the Panlong Silver Spear into the barrier ball. The barrier ball whose barrier balance was destroyed also collapsed directly the second after Ye Yangcheng stabbed the Panlong Silver Spear into it.

"Po..." The compressed barrier ball disappeared, and the Holy Ancestor who was imprisoned in the barrier ball immediately showed his prototype... To be honest, this is also the first time Ye Yangcheng saw the original appearance of the Holy Ancestor... To be honest, this is also the first time Ye Yangcheng saw the original appearance of the Holy Ancestor...

The dark gold armor covered his body, and the long hanging hair set off his whole body, which made him look extremely burly. There is no doubt that this Saint Ancestor was definitely a general who was fighting during his lifetime. No wonder the conversation between him and his men's wooden guard rooms was so weird... So that's it

As soon as I saw the appearance and posture of the Saint Ancestor during his lifetime, Ye Yangcheng couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, and whispered: "Although I admire the soldiers who are for the country and the people, but a scumbag like you is not worthy of death."

"..." The spearhead of the Panlong Silver Spear pierced into the body of the Holy Ancestor, feeling the fire of his soul being plundered and searched by this cool-shaped spear. The Holy Ancestor Yin, who had been lifted from imprisonment, looked at Ye Yangcheng fiercely and said with a voice: "You will definitely regret it."

"Repent your mother" felt that the cold energy transmitted into his body through the handle of the Panlong Silver Spear gradually decreased. As the power of the Nine Sky in his body was constantly being catalyzed and grew stronger, Ye Yangcheng squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Even if you are a ghost, you should remember who your ancestor is."

"Bang..." Before he finished speaking, Ye Yangcheng raised his right tui without saying anything and kicked the Saint Ancestor hard on the belly. It was at this moment that the soul fire in the Saint Ancestor's body was also plundered by the Panlong Silver Spear in Ye Yangcheng's hand. With a bang, he didn't even have the chance to speak for himself, so he directly turned into a ray of smoke and slowly dissipated between the world...

Ye Yangcheng, who had long been used to seeing the ghosts, didn't feel much surprised. He just glanced at the green smoke that turned into after the death of the Holy Ancestor. The next second he put away the Panlong Silver Spear, turned around and asked Wang Huihui with concern: "What happened just now? Are you okay?"

"No... I was just shocked by him." Wang Huihui was still a little scared. She raised her hand and slapped her mouth, and said with lingering fear: "Suddenly she yelled at me..."

"Hmph, it's really a pity to die." After hearing Wang Huihui's words, Ye Yangcheng's heart, which was a little raised, fell back to its original place. After snorting coldly, he asked Wang Huihui: "How is it? His memory..."

"Most of them have seen it." Wang Huihui smiled bitterly and said, "But there was a paragraph behind that I couldn't see clearly, and he was killed by you..."

Yang Cheng coughed and waved his hand without changing his face, "It doesn't matter if you have less, tell me the memories you see now, well... how did he know my identity?"

"You have been to the yin Cao's Underworld." Wang Huihui, who heard Ye Yangcheng mention the serious matter and learned a lot of information from the Holy Ancestor's memory, also expanded her horizons with these contents. She looked at Ye Yangcheng with a strange expression and said, "Then you have also shown your true face in the yin Cao's Underworld."

"Huh?" Ye Yangcheng was stunned. He was not surprised that Wang Huihui knew about the matter of Yin Cao's Underworld. What really shocked him was that this Holy Ancestor could actually know the situation in Yin Cao's Underworld. Is there any other existence in this world that can enter and exit Yin Cao's Underworld besides him, Ye Yang City?

As if he saw the reason why Ye Yangcheng was confused, Wang Huihui shook her head and said, "He cannot enter the yin Cao's underworld, and he cannot even leave the manor at the foot of Mount Fuji. The reason why he can know your situation is because he received a task."

"Task?" The question marks on Ye Yangcheng's head became even more numerous. He hesitated: "Is there a big boss behind this guy who is secretly directing everything?"

"That's about that." Wang Huihui frowned and sorted out the information she obtained from the memory of the Holy Ancestor, and then said: "The reason why he stayed in the manor at the foot of Mount Fuji is because there is a place under the manor that can automatically gather the power of the spirit between heaven and earth."

"The situation in this place just meets the conditions for him to sacrifice and refine Yin Wooden Guards, so he settled in that manor. After completing the sacrifice and refinement of Yin Wooden Guards, he set up the Yin Wooden Array, gathering the wood energy between heaven and earth and the Yin Spirit power to merge with each other, and then using this fusion energy to impact a dimensional space where the gods set up a forbidden area."

"Another god, again, dimensional space?" Ye Yangcheng's eyes immediately widened and he asked: "Who is imprisoned in this dimensional space?"

"The person imprisoned in the dimensional space was worshipped by thousands of ghosts in the underworld of Yin Cao... Ghost Immortal." A trace of fear flashed in Wang Huihui's eyes. After calming down his emotions, he said to Ye Yangcheng: "This ghost Immortal successfully picked up the blood soul from the underworld of Yin Cao. Relying on the benefits of the blood soul, it successfully reached a level of strength that was enough to tear through the barriers of space."

"Blood Soul huā?" When he heard Wang Huihui say this in one breath, Ye Yangcheng's heart suddenly shook. A vague guess gradually took shape in his mind. However, before he was completely sure, he did not say anything, but nodded and signaled Wang Huihui to continue talking.

"After successfully absorbing the energy contained in the blood soul, and its strength reached a level that was enough to break the space barrier, the ghost immortal was naturally no longer satisfied with the life of the underworld. So he chose to tear the barriers between the entire sky and enter the world of the living." Wang Huihui felt that he was telling a myth: "In fact, he succeeded. He tore the space barrier from the underworld to the earth, but he was very unlucky to meet a god who happened to pass by the earth, so..."

"He was imprisoned?" Ye Yangcheng roued the sun and said directly: "Then this saint is his loyal subordinate, trying every means to rescue him from the dimensional space?"

"The full name of the Saint Ancestor should be Yin Wood Saint Ancestor. In addition to him, there are four Saint Ancestors: Yin Jin, Yin Water, Yin Fire, and Yin Earth. The five of them are distributed in five locations around the world, and they are looking for a suitable land to bombard the gods' prohibition of dimensional space through the energy of five different genus."

Wang Huihui said strangely: "These five peak-level ghost kings are the subordinates of the ghost immortal, but the word "faithfulness" cannot be said. If the ghost immortal had not moved his hands and feet in the depths of their souls and could take their lives at any time, how could they have put a great world without enjoying it, and staying in one place for thousands of years?"

"That's true." Ye Yangcheng's heart moved and nodded and laughed. His master Cleesbar said that there are no so-called immortals in this world, and there are no cultivators who can cultivate immortals and attain enlightenment. There is even no title of "immortal" in the entire universe.

In other words, the so-called ghost immortal should be a powerful ghost. As for the title of ghost immortal, it is just a respectful title for the weak to the strong.

As long as he is not a god, he cannot have the ability to conquer the spiritual servant and the divine messenger. Therefore, if he wants to control his subordinates to work hard for him, he can only control it through some disgraceful means.

After figuring out this floor, Ye Yangcheng grinned and nodded: "How did he know my identity? Why did he cause trouble for me through Yamaguchi Hokkichi?"

"Actually, it is not only the only one who knows your identity. The other four peak-level ghost kings also know your true identity." Wang Huihui shrugged helplessly and said, "It's just that this Yin Wood Saint Ancestor has a certain secular ability in his hands, so he is the first to attack you... As for how they know, Yin Wood Saint Ancestor himself knows that it was the command given to him by the ghost immortal. Even he himself is not very clear about the more specific situation."

"The news that the ghost immortal gave them five ghost kings is that you have a large amount of blood souls on your hands, and told them to kill you at all costs and take away the blood souls you brought back to the earth from the underworld of Yin Cao. The reward is for each of the five ghost kings fifty blood souls."

Wang Huihui said: "Blood Soul has a fatal attraction to ghosts. I'm afraid you will have trouble next, brother."

"The best defense is offense." Ye Yangcheng Rou rubbed his chin and said with a pointing point, then looked straight at Wang Huihui, with his meaning self-evident.

However, Wang Huihui shook her head and said, "I don't know the specific location of the dimensional space where the ghost immortal was imprisoned, nor do I know where the other four ghost kings were located."

"Uh..." Ye Yangcheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?"

"Because I couldn't get this information from his memory." Wang Huihui shrugged: "Or, when I'm about to get this information, you can give him..."

"I x" Ye Yangcheng slapped his forehead and almost fell...

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