Age of Terror: I Have a Monster Editor

"You are a human being, and if you want to stop the king's way, you can only die!!"

"Creating the body of an emperor with a living soul!!"

The souls of millions of people seemed to be crushed by a millstone, and their soul bodies disintegrated and merged into the ghost body of the Beimang Ghost King.

The old ghost's 90 million ghost aura fluctuated, and immediately climbed to 93 million, and it is still increasing rapidly.

Ye Fan was even more surprised to find that with the appearance of the strange fluctuation of mental power, the spiritual flaw of the Beimang Ghost King also disappeared.

He frowned, and said coldly: "An old ghost, who still wants to live forever, never to be shattered, and also wants to prove the ghost emperor, is really daydreaming!"

"I killed your ghost body to annihilate, and your soul flew away. Let's see how you will never be shattered, cut!!"

Ye Fan stepped forward with a big stride, with the Soul Slayer Knife in his hand, he slashed down fiercely with the purple-gold Dark Qi Knife!

Beimang Ghost King drew out the Ghost King Sword and dealt with them one by one.

But the ghost energy fluctuations on his body are still increasing sharply.

One person, one ghost, after seventy-eight knives, the ghost aura on Beimang Ghost King's body climbed and fixed to a terrifying level of ninety-nine million.

Ding--

Ye Fan exchanged blows with the old ghost, and they separated suddenly, standing still in the void 800 meters away.

Seeing the terrifying ghostly aura on the old ghost, he frowned slightly.

Beiman Ghost King You's blue ghost pupils returned to crystal clear green, and there was a touch of scarlet blood inside.

He spread his hands, and the yin and ghost aura in the ruins of the ghost palace below suddenly condensed into black dragons of smoke, all of which were absorbed into the ghost body and Dharma form.

The 900-meter-high Ghost King Faxiang swelled to a height of 990 meters.

The ghost king is full of power, more gloomy and deep, majestic and domineering.

The thick ghost energy was quickly absorbed into the body by it, suppressing all directions and everything!

With a glance of Ye Fanming's eyes, he immediately saw clearly the reality of the skyrocketing ghost energy.

The Beimang Ghost King used millions of living souls as an introduction, and then mobilized all the yin and ghost qi at the foot of Beiman Mountain to condense them together.

Only then did he thicken his own ghost aura foundation in an instant, causing the ghost aura fluctuations to surge to the peak of the eighth sequence doomsday level.

The old ghost felt that the fluctuation of the ghost energy in his body was no longer increasing, and he looked at Ye Fan with resentment in his pair of green and deep ghost pupils.

"This method of casting the soul and casting the emperor's body, this king originally wanted to save it until the peak of the eighth sequence of doomsday level, and then use it, so as to achieve the ghost emperor's real body in one fell swoop!"

"It's better now, you are forced to reveal it in advance by you little bastard!"

"Humph--"

"Forget it, after killing you, take your living soul out, and then gather the souls of all the base cities near Beimang Mountain, and then gather tens of thousands of living souls, and once again forge the way of my emperor!!"

"Hahaha--"

Beimang Ghost King sneered and roared, "Ghost King Seal, Ning!"

The 990-meter-high Ghost King Faxiang is held up in his right hand.

The surging and majestic black ghost energy burst out, and condensed into a small ancient city on Faxiang's right hand.

Above is the city, and below is the square black seat.

This is the ghost king seal that Ye Fan crushed before.

now,

It was re-condensed by the ghost king of Beimang with surging ghost energy.

On the right hand of the ghost king Faxiang, the ghost king's seal was re-condensed at the same time.

The old ghost looked at Ye Fan's killing intent and roared awe-inspiringly: "Thousands of ghost soldiers, kill—"

The ghost king of Beimang stood majestically in the void, holding the seal of the ghost king in his palm.

Suddenly there was a horse neighing and a long sound beside him, and the sound of armor colliding sounded.

The rich ghost energy suddenly condensed under the old ghost into an extremely majestic imperial chariot.

Standing on the emperor's chariot with a tall canopy propped on top of his head, the Beimang Ghost King is majestic and majestic!

There are countless ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers around, either riding ferocious ghost beasts, or holding sharp ghost weapons, forming a tens of thousands of troops.

The turbulent soldiers that rolled like the tide and the tsunami, and the crushed void caused waves of vacuum ripples.

All the ghost soldiers condensed from the ghost gang stepped in the vacuum channel and rushed towards Ye Fan with extremely fast strides!

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

Ideas lead.

The face of Yan Luo, 700 meters high behind him, suddenly glowed with purple and gold.

Yan Luo has the pen in his hand, and the book of life and death is beside him.

clatter——

The pages turn.

"Yan Luo punishes the evil, suppresses it!!"

Swish——

With a wave of Ye Fan's brush, a black light fell from the brush.

The black light as thick as a bucket traveled through the void in an instant, hitting the vacuum channel and thousands of ghost soldiers.

bang.

The vacuum channel instantly shattered and disintegrated!

The black light is like an angry dragon, rushing through the thousands of ghost soldiers formed by ghost gangs in the passage!

In an instant, all the ghost soldiers were smashed.

At this moment, the turbulent tide of soldiers, as if the ice and snow met the warm sun, all melted and disintegrated.

Beimang Ghost King was slightly shocked when he saw Ye Fan defuse his attack so easily.