Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

"But you indiscriminately said that I deceived you, making me have to doubt your character as Fengdu Ghost King...no, it's a ghost."

"Hahahaha, good scolding, really happy scolding!"

The ghost king couldn't help but slapped his slap again, his eyes showed a touch of appreciation: "Since you have been in the ghost city of Fengdu for more than a million years, you are the first person to dare to speak with this king with this attitude!"

First? Don't say it's me, no matter which one of the ten temples Yama or the five ghost emperors comes, don't you have to nod your head and bow to the three grandsons?

Of course, Xiao Lin just thought about these words and didn't say them.

Now in the eyes of the ghost king, he is still a yang man who knows nothing about the underworld, and is completely under his grasp and control, so own is in a very safe situation.

But if too much is exposed, the ghost king thinks that Xiao Lin has become a threat, and it will inevitably be murderous.

Sometimes, acting stupid is the most brilliant kind of wisdom in the world.

"Since you are all talking about it, the king will stop worrying about it, and the previous strange thing will be written off."

The King of Ghosts said lightly: "But now, this king has one more thing, I need your help."

Xiao Lin was very happy: "Aren't you planning to let me go to Ten Thousand Demon Mountain again?"

"Exactly!"

The King of Ghosts nodded, squinted his eyes and said, "Since you already know the true identity of Qiongqi, you must already know something about the demons, right?"

"I don't understand."

Xiao Lin shook his head decisively.

"It doesn't matter, this king can tell you."

The ghost king squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "The demons are as unruly as your human races, so they were surrounded and suppressed by the tens of thousands of races headed by the God Realm, but finally disappeared."

"However, the Lord God Lord has a kind heart and did not completely annihilate the demons. Instead, they left some remnants, sealed in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and ordered our underworld ghost tribe to guard them."

"Really kind enough."

Xiao Lin sneered and nodded. Bloodbathed people's entire demon world, but if there is no dead race and extinction, it can be called "hearted and kind"?

"Because of this, there are many demons remnants hidden on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. Because they have all been tortured on the 18th floor of The Underworld, and they hate our ghosts penetrates the bone."

"For a long time, this kind of hatred has formed a strong resentment, so once our ghost race stepped in, we would be discovered and destroyed."

Xiao Lin frowned and said, "You can just say what you want to say straight. There is no need to circumscribe it."

"You are really outspoken, the king will know that people will not talk secretly."

The ghost king squinted his eyes and said, "One of the reasons why those demons remnants live on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain is because they are worried that after they leave the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, they will be besieged by the Protoss again."

"And the more important reason for these demons remnants not to leave Ten Thousand Demon Mountain is to guard a drop of Demon King's blood on the top of Ten Thousand Demon Mountain."

"Blood of the Demon Emperor?" Xiao Lin repeated doubtfully. This was the second time he heard the name of this thing.

Before Zhongli’s home, Zhong Lifei kidnapped Yan Xiaoqing because he wanted to use Yan Xiaoqing’s spiritual cultivation and Ascension Cultivation Base to obtain the blood of the Demon King on the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

"The Demon Sovereign is the supreme lord of the Demon Realm back then."

As the name suggests, the blood of the Demon Emperor is the last drop of blood left in this world after the Lord of the Demon Realm has disappeared. "

The ghost king said solemnly: "The Demon Emperor is superb. He used his own power to fight against the god emperor Odin and his four god-tier kings. He fought fiercely for seven days and seven nights, without failing at all."

Xiao Lin nodded thoughtfully. Back then, it was Odin's North Court of God Realm who attacked the Cangwu Continent, and he was also the one who attacked the Demon Race.

It seems that this Odin is definitely a complete silly boy, played around in the drum by Zeus.

"And the Cultivation Base where half of the Demon Emperor is contained in that drop of blood, when the five ghost emperors in our underworld exhausted all of the Cultivation Base, they reluctantly sealed it on the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain."

"According to legend, as long as anyone can consume the blood of the Demon Emperor, he can gain the power of the Demon Emperor who destroyed the world and become a peak powerhouse that can keep pace with the ancestor Zeus and the Emperor Odin..."

"Wait, let me interrupt you."

Xiao Lin waved his hand, his expression extremely complicated: "You don't want me to go to Ten Thousand Demon Mountain to help you retrieve that drop of Demon Emperor's blood, right?"

"I meant it!" Ghost King smiled and nodded.

"What a joke!"

The corners of Xiao Lin's mouth twitched slightly, almost failing to control his urge to curse the street.

"That drop of blood of the Demon Emperor is on the top of the mountain, and the entire Demon Race of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain regards it as the supreme master to guard it."

"You asked me to help you get that drop of the Demon Emperor's blood? It's better to let that Zhong Li Yuan directly cut off my head with a sword!"

"Little brother, don't be so nervous."

The ghost king waved his hand and said with a smile: "The demons hate the gods, the underworld, and all the races in the world. You are the only one who did not participate in the siege of all races. Not only do you have no hostility, but you also have the same hatred."

"With your brain and strength, as long as you don't meet those peak powerhouses of the Demon Race, you still have a chance to obtain the blood of the Demon King, don't you?"

"I think you treat me as a fool, right?"

Xiao Lin sneered and shook his head: "You are your lord in Fengdu Ghost City. Let me throw your head and die for you. How can there be such a cheap good thing?"

Seeing Xiao Lin's refusal without hesitation, the ghost king's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Xiao Lin, don't forget, this is the ghost city of Fengdu, my king's territory."

"If you don't obey this king's order, you should know what will happen to you."

"Are you threatening me?"

Xiao Lin couldn't help but snorted and smiled: "I Xiao Lin has a fate, and it's not a pity to die. Since I dared to come to this mansion, I didn't plan to leave alive."

"But if I die, I am afraid that in the next few decades, hundreds of years, you will not be able to run into a second yang person here, let alone help you get to the blood of the Demon King."

The ghost king's face changed and he gritted his teeth with anger: "Boy, how dare you bargain with this king!"

The aura of the two of them burst out, one black and white light collided together, and no one let it out.

The confrontation lasted for a long time, after all, it was the ghost king who shook first, took a step back from his aura, and sighed heavily.

"Unexpectedly, this king has been sitting in Fengdu and has been doing everything for thousands of years, but now he wants to compromise with a yang man."

"Let's say, what on earth do you want to agree to take the blood of the Demon King for this king?"

The King of Hell finally had no choice but to compromise, Xiao Lin's surface was still calm, and his heart was already happy.

At the moment of the confrontation, not only did the ghost king not let go of the wind, but also faintly overwhelmed him.

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