Stepping on the hot slurry, the Qingyan Ghost King turned into a blue phantom, swept across the scorching water surface, disappeared into a thick smoke in a blink of an eye, suddenly stepped on the water surface, suddenly rising up in mid-air, holding a broken long knife in his hand, shouting: "Stupid brat, if you have the affair, come with me and let me choose the battle location."

Ye Yang stood tall and said lightly: "Don't go."

"Why don't you come? You boy dare not." The Qingyan Ghost King's face was full of disdain.

Ye Yang smiled: "Why do I have to go with you? As long as I kill all your disciples, I am the master of this Wuji Purgatory. You can't beat me, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

The Qingyan Ghost King was furious and never expected to be in aroused. His eyes turned and he said, "Hmph, Wuji Purgatory is not a place where you can make the decision just by saying it. The other three Ghost Kings are my old acquaintances. If they knew that you boy defeated me, they would definitely avenge me and crush you to ashes. You boy finally know that you are afraid."

"I'm afraid of your grandma's legs."

Ye Yang raised his sword eyebrows, held the Green Soul Sword, and shouted in a low voice: "I didn't plan to kill you, you were seeking death by yourself, so no one can blame me."

Trampling on the void, suddenly exerted force, with a "wave", Ye Yang rushed out straight, his speed had exceeded the speed of sound, and the scorching star flames broke through the air layer and shot towards the Qingyan Ghost King like a sharp arrow.

"brush."

The sword edge raised and suddenly slashed at the Qingyan Ghost King with a sword. The bitter sword energy cut through like a sharp blade.

"scare."

The Qingyan Ghost King was shocked and quickly accelerated. At the same time, his arm was leaning back, and "boom boom" released more than a dozen flame light bombs in succession. All of these energy balls were burning flame energy. Most people would die when they touched it. Ye Yang, as a seventh-level starry sky strongman, entered the transformation state of Fire God. Naturally, he would not be too afraid, but he did not dare to be careless. It was always bad to be injured. In this dangerous Wuji Purgatory, who knows what else?

"Smack it."

Stepping on the air, changing the lines several times in succession, Ye Yang's footwork left a series of ripples of flames in the air, which was very gorgeous. The sword edge shook, and the sword energy slashed over twice, and the flight speed increased, and it faintly surpassed the other party.

The Qingyan Ghost King was furious: "Boy, compare speed with me, you're a little more tender..."

With his arms exerted, the Qingyan Ghost King suddenly shouted: "Linfeng Jue."

"Wow."

The strong wind circled around, and the Qingyan Ghost King was as fast as lightning falling. He flew out for several miles with a "swoosh" sound, like lightning.

"Compared to speed."

Ye Yang frowned, silently used the hidden dragon technique, and the steps of the Dragon Asking Heaven came to his mind. The true energy was spit out, and gradually condensed into a series of cold dragon blades that appeared around his body. His entire human speed increased instantly. The Qi on his body rubbed with the air and the air, and the speed was still above the Qingyan Ghost King, and it suddenly shot away.

"Swoosh."

He quickly surpassed the Qingyan Ghost King, Ye Yang yelled with a palm in the air and said, "Get down, you're a bastard."

The huge flame palm suddenly imprinted on the Qingyan Ghost King. How could the Qingyan Ghost King, who had already used all his strength to his footwork, resisted it? With a muffled groan, he was slapped down by the flame palm, and blood spurted violently, and his whole body fell to the lava sea like a kite.

As he fell, the Qingyan Ghost King had a dying counterattack without any worries. He raised his hand and threw the broken long sword out, shouting: "Go to die, boy."

Ye Yang looked calm, held the Qinghun Sword with both hands and shouted: "Break."

The sword blade suddenly slashed down. After a "kneel", the Qingyan Ghost King's weapons were finally broken and turned into countless pieces and fell from the air.

"It's over, I've been purgatory for thousands of years, and it's over..." The Qingyan Ghost King looked at Ye Yang with murderous intentions in the air, and was left with despair. He never expected that it would end in the hands of this mysterious boy. He didn't even know the other party's name from beginning to end.

"Swish..."

The thunder power flowed, Ye Yang teleported down, his left leg suddenly rose, his combat boots wrapped in flames, and he kicked violently at the falling Qingyan Ghost King.

"Bang."

Amid the explosion, the Qingyan Ghost King hummed and rose straight, and the bones on his back had already burst. The force of Ye Yang's attack was too domineering.

"brush."

Teleported up to the top again, Ye Yang raised the Green Soul Sword and shouted suddenly: "Rest in peace, you purgatory tyrant."

"Click."

Blood splattered everywhere, and the blade of the blazing fire directly cut off the Qingyan Ghost King in half. The black blood was thrown from the air, which was terrible.

"Is this death?"

The Qingyan Ghost King's consciousness began to disappear. After being severely injured by the peak-level seventh-level starry sky, his injuries could not heal on his own, and Ye Yang would not give him this opportunity,

...

"Bang."

Ye Yang's palm suddenly pressed against the heavenly spirit of the Qingyan Ghost King. At this time, the Qingyan Ghost King also heard the last sentence of his life: "Die it, and there is a fair rule for the Ghost Domain plane."

With a "hong", the star flames were spit out. Ye Yang took action without any mercy and directly burned the soul crystal core of the Qingyan Ghost King. The king who was traversing the Wuji Purgatory Plane was destroyed.

He grabbed the leg of the Qingyan Ghost King with one hand and the arm of the Qingyan Ghost King with the other hand. Ye Yang held the two corpses of the Qingyan Ghost King with the eyes, looked at the distance, and suddenly moved in an instant.

...

"Swish..."

The power of thunder flashed, and Ye Yang suddenly penetrated out in the crack of the space, holding two pieces of the Qingyan Ghost King's body in his hand, and threw them down suddenly.

"Play..."

The body fell on the dry black stone land, and suddenly, tens of thousands of deceased soldiers of the Ghost King were disorganized, and they all looked disgusted: "Oh my God, that's... Is that the Ghost King Qingyan? Lord Ghost King was actually killed..."

Ye Yang shouted loudly: "Suqing, the Qingyan Ghost King has been slaughtered by me. From now on, I will dominate this plane of Wuji Purgatory. My name is Ye Yang. Remember this name for me, even if you spend your whole life remembering this name, because this name will shock the three realms."

A group of ghost soldiers looked pale and could not say a word.

"Why, haven't you heard me?" Ye Yang said coldly,

Finally, a commander stood up and said, "Young hero, we...we are loyal to Lord Qingyan Ghost King, but... the Lord just died. How can we be loyal to you again? We are also loyal..."

Ye Yang smiled: "Loyalty, please give your loyalty two pounds to feed the dog. The less you talk nonsense. From today on, those who do not obey my orders will be killed without mercy. You can do whatever you want."

A group of people remained silent,

"when……"

A ghost soldier's long sword fell to the ground, and he slowly knelt down and said, "Mr. Ye Yang...Long live the new Ghost King, long live..."

One after another, most of the ghosts on the warship knelt down, only a few commanders were still supporting them.

"I can't help but send you on the way." Ye Yang accumulated strong flames in his hands.

...

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded: "Control Tianlan, Commander Chenxing, Commander Fu Wu Commander, listen well, and kneel down immediately. Ye Yang will be our new Ghost King in the future. Otherwise... do you really want to die?"

“Ahhhh…”

A group of commanders looked at each other. At the edge of the sea of ​​slurry, at some point, the beautiful Yan Luo was already standing there, his arm was covered with scars, probably broken, and most of the clothes on his body were burned, with only a wisp of gauze covering the part of the triangle. His whole body was snow-white and flawless, which made people sigh as if they were beautiful.

"Master Qiao Yanluo, you...you are not dead yet." Commander Tianlan murmured,

The beautiful Yan Luo smiled slightly, looked at Ye Yang, and said, "Young hero shows mercy. The blow did not do his best. Otherwise, the ten beautiful Yan Luo would probably die too."

...

Ye Yang fell to the ground, stood in front of Qiao Yanluo, reached out and held her arm, and said, "It is understandable that you are working hard for Qingyan, but I only want to kill Qingyan, I hope you can forgive me."

"I know, young hero, who is stronger, and Qiao Yan Luo is who is the one who is." Looking at Ye Yang's handsome face, Qiao Yan Luo took Ye Yang's hand and touched the two balls of soft flesh on his chest.

Ye Yang's eyes were calm, but his arms were like steel, making it impossible for him to move.

"No."

Ye Yang said lightly, grabbed Qiao Yanluo's arm, and pushed it suddenly. With a "click", the dislocated hand has been reset. Ye Yang turned around and said, "I'm practicing here, you should do it as usual, but don't bully those helpless souls anymore. Practice hard. The way of heaven is vague, you should not be satisfied with the desires of souls and **..."

Qiao Yanluo stood there, biting her red lips. After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, Qiao Yanluo will definitely not disappoint you. Young Hero, besides practicing by himself, do you have any requirements for us?"

Ye Yang said: "Yes, your weapons will be thrown into that big cauldron, and no one will be left, and then you will take all the iron tools that can be obtained in your jurisdiction."

"Yes, young man."
Chapter completed!