Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

More importantly, there are millions of human souls inside, living in it like real people.

The sound of people's voices came from the miniature version of the city carved on the seal, very clearly.

The Beimang Ghost King impressively used this seal to suppress and imprison the souls of millions of people, allowing them to live in it like the ancient people, and contribute to the luck of the people day and night.

And the Beimang Ghost King is like an emperor, using this seal to rule all the people, gathering the luck of all the people in one body, and cultivating the spirit of the emperor who commands the world day and night!

Then,

The Beimang Ghost King then uses the rich ghost qi and yin qi of Beiman Mountain to nourish and cultivate the ghost body, combining the two!

One day, go one step further and step into the way of the ghost emperor!

When Ye Fan saw the seal of the ghost king, he immediately understood all the plans of the ghost king in Beimang Mountain.

His gaze was icy cold, and he said indifferently.

"It turned out to be a ghost weapon!"

"Old ghost, I will kill you today, and let you pay for these millions of people!!"

The Beimang Ghost King sneered, "What a joke!"

"Everything in the world is nothing more than winner and loser!"

"Hahaha--"

The Beimang Ghost King yelled sharply: "Ghost King Seal, take away your soul!!"

The old ghost roared loudly, shaking the void.

woo woo woo——

A hurricane of dark black ghost energy that stretched from sky to earth immediately blows out from the city-like seal of the ghost king, spreading across the world!

The mighty black-black hurricane has a strong sweeping momentum, and it is only effective on invisible souls. It is about to capture all the souls of millions of people overflowing from the ghost palace below!

woo woo woo——

woo woo woo——

The dark black hurricane became more and more surging, connecting with the ghost king seal.

The souls of millions of people, like the blue ocean, were attracted and rolled over one after another, and were about to be plunged into the soul-stirring hurricane, suddenly!

A circle of purple-gold light spread out from Ye Fan's body, and the realm of the underworld was released.

He said coldly and indifferently: "In front of King Yama of my ten halls, using the method of soul-hunting, you old ghost really overestimated yourself!!"

"receive--"

Say it in one word.

Almost as if the words were spoken, the entire purple-gold circle of light in the realm of underworld and underworld immediately spread an endless absorption force that no soul could resist!

woo woo woo——

The gust of wind aimed at souls and souls burst out in an instant.

Those millions of souls who were about to enter the Hurricane of Souls and the Seal of the Ghost King all changed their direction in an instant, turning into a little light blue stream of souls, and were sucked into the realm of the underworld.

When the Beimang Ghost King saw this scene, the green crystal ghost pupils immediately burst into an icy-like icy aura.

There is vigilance, there is gloomy, and there is boundless killing intent.

His will-o'-the-wisp and ghost pupils glanced at Ye Fan.

Seeing Ye Fan's tall and straight figure, standing in the void with extraordinary bearing.

Standing behind him is a 700-meter-tall statue of Yan Luo. Behind the top of the head of the statue, there is a purple-gold halo of the realm of the underworld.

The aperture in this field has just absorbed the souls of millions of people, and it is sending out circles of purple-gold air ripples like water ripples in the void in all directions!

There is even more awe-inspiring and inviolable sacred majesty, wrapping Yama and Ye Fan in groups!

Ye Fan's whole person against the background is really like a god who descended into the world, majestic and majestic, with a majestic aura that dominates the sky and the earth!

This image is honorable, seeing in the ghost fire and ghost pupils of the Beimang Ghost King, his pupils immediately flickered slightly.

The old ghost didn't know what he thought of, and said in a cold voice.

"So you little bastard, you are following the orthodox hell way!"

"King Yama of the Ten Palaces?"

"Humph--"

"It's really majestic. Those who don't know it think it's Wufang Ghost Emperor, and the Lord of Dongyue Mansion is here in person!"

The ghost king of Beimang didn't snatch millions of souls, so he didn't get angry, and directly killed him with the seal of the ghost king!

In his opinion, as long as Ye Fan is killed, everything will be settled.

The black and majestic ghost aura instantly condensed into a ghost jade belt, coiling around the old ghost.

With boundless power and influence, the python suit king robe on the scraping Beimang Ghost King made a rattling sound!

Whoosh—

He stepped forward with one step, the afterimage came first, and the real one came behind.

This incomparably swift agility made the Old Ghost of Beimang kill Ye Fan in front of him.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and focused his attention on vigilance. All the purple-gold underworld gangsters around his body exploded, ready to explode a shocking blow at any time!

The ghost king of Beimang had a thought.

buzz buzz --

The ghost king seal in the palm of his right hand suddenly trembled slightly, and the black ripples shook the void in an instant.

The black seal, the size of an adult's fist, flew up with a whoosh, and merged into the right hand of the 900-meter-high Ghost King Faxiang.

Beimang Ghost King Guitong burst out with boundless killing intent, stared at Ye Fan, and shouted sharply: "To this king, die—"

It fell with a sound.

The old ghost who killed him directly controlled the right hand of the 900-meter-high Faxiang, and pressed down hard on Ye Fan!