The Lord of Ghost

Mo Li sneaked back again.

But this time he was much more low-key, hiding in the dark, restraining his voice, as if he had merged with the darkness and was dormant in the dark.

He wanted to get the Pure Blood Lotus, and use the surging and powerful power of the blood lotus to break through the threshold of his own blood. By then, his strength will be further improved.

In the distance, the shadow of the Nine Tribulations Dove in the Chaos Dao Realm was dim, and the emperor's treasure also completely lost the last imperial immortal charm, turning into a mottled rusty mortal object.

"Who won?"

This is everyone's question.

In the dust, a group of green rays of light broke through the dust, and the shrill soul cry spread like a wave, shaking the soul palace.

"Did the three-headed bird win?"

"No!"

The soul-breaking cry of the three-headed bird was too sad, like the pain of having its soul shattered by someone, like the cry at the end of life.

"Is the Mo family still better after all?"

This is an ancient alien species. In ancient times, its fierce power shocked the world.

But in the end, the Mo family sequence won.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and thousands of eyes came one after another, trying to see the scene behind the dust and fog.

However, what came into view was not the posture of the fourth sequence winner.

On the contrary, he half-knelt on the ground, covering the empty flesh and blood on his chest with one hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the figure that made him tremble.

Yes, in countless eyes, the trembling of the fourth sequence was infinitely magnified, the body that recovered from breathing was trembling slightly, and even the pupils were shrinking, as if pierced by a needle full of venom, and the eyes were filled with horror.

Cry!

In the dust and fog, the mournful cry of the three-headed strange bird cleared the sky, and the silent air was stained with sadness.

"That... that is...!"

In the hesitant words, the simple figure within sight walked out of the dust and fog, just like the most ordinary mortal in the world, without a stunning face, wearing linen, as if he was an insignificant member of the mortal world.

But it was this person, holding a bleeding head in his hand, with a dull smile, that shocked the fourth sequence of the Mo family.

"Human King!"

When these two words containing infinite magic power were read out, the silent atmosphere began to turn cold, and the air visibly solidified.

"He... the Human King... was born!"

"This! How is this possible!"

"The Human King has not appeared for many eras! Impossible! It must be fake!"

Shocked, surprised, unbelievable... chaotic emotions fluttered in the wind.

The Human King appears, and the throne is determined!

The prophetic curse shrouded countless cultivators, like a nightmare that could not be shaken off.

It can be said that the appearance of the Human King is the wail of the times and the tragedy of the times.

The road to becoming an emperor is already dim. If there is an insurmountable abyss that separates light and hope, it will extinguish the complacency of all the geniuses.

On the battlefield, the appearance of the Human King seems to be a foregone conclusion.

"I'll give you a chance to choose. Submit to me, otherwise, both your soul and body will be destroyed!"

The Human King was wearing a wide linen robe and looked at the three-headed bird lying on the ground with only a head left. He walked slowly, as if stepping on a fragile heart with every step.

The three-headed bird struggled, and the wings that were torn off flapped and slapped, rolling up the wind and stirring up the dust and fallen leaves.

It is a descendant of the noble Nine Tribulations Dove, and its origin can be traced back to the beginning of chaos. Its proud head does not allow it to bow to humans!

"Oh? Don't want to? Then go to hell!"

The Human King was merciless. When he raised his hand, the golden vast palm suppressed the air, covering everything within a radius of 100 miles.

"The overall situation has been decided. On this stage, the Human King sings solo."

All the Tianjiao were lamenting that they had no chance. The mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind. The appearance of the Human King made the oriole become food.

Suddenly, at this moment, a virtual white shadow rushed into the range of the giant palm.

The eyes of the Human King narrowed. He did not expect that someone would dare to come up and die at this time!

Boom!

The golden palm print fell down, the ground collapsed, and the extremely clear palm print came into view.

"Die~"

Suddenly, a vague sound seemed to come from the sky, gently, floating to the ear, but it was like the prophecy of the god of death, piercing through time and space with white light.

Ding!

The sound of metal collision was like the cry of a magpie, and the white light of death cracked into a shocking arc, shattering the clouds and countless focused pupils.

No!

Someone really dared to attack the Human King!

However, before the shattered pupils condensed, the Human King raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"He hurt the Human King!"

The horrified eyes were shattered all over the ground. How dare they imagine this scene?

If this person does not die, it is enough to become famous in the world with this moment!

"No, that guy looks familiar!"

"It's him! The Yama Ghost Mask! It's him!"

After the shock subsided, there was a new round of astonishment.

That guy who did the dirty work actually hurt the Human King?

Who was he?

At this time, Mo Li put the remaining blood on the blade to his mouth, as if he had seen something new, and stretched out his tongue like a sick person, swallowing up the blood of the Human King along the edge of the blade.

At last, like tasting a delicacy, he closed his eyes and savored it: "The blue-gold blood is extremely strange, but the taste is great!"

A human being, a creature who claims to be the blood of the Human King, his blood is actually blue-gold, so strange that Mo Li couldn't help tasting it.

The Human King's face did not look abnormal, even at the moment when his life was in danger, he was not panicked, just frowned and looked at Mo Li: "Who are you?"

Even he couldn't see clearly when the knife just now appeared!

Although his divine sense had already covered it, it seemed to be able to penetrate time and space and arrive in an instant.

He took out a treasure mirror and stroked the cracked mirror surface, his face full of regret.

This divine object was scrapped.

"Who am I? It doesn't matter. What's important is that I also like that Pure Blood Lotus!"

"As for you..."

Mo Li looked at the treasure mirror in the other party's hand, as if he had already expected this ending, but he was helpless.

He turned his head to look at the fourth sequence of the Mo family who was repairing his injuries.

"Hey, can you still move? Two against one, are you interested?" Mo Li said directly.

If Mo Li didn't take action, once the fourth sequence died, he would have a hard time winning against the Human King alone.

There is no way, some monsters are born strong, their realm is terrifying, and they are invincible in the same generation.

After all, the foundation is there, and he Mo Li believes that he can't beat the contemporary Human King who came out of the Human Emperor Palace that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

In this regard, Mo Li still has self-knowledge.

"Okay!"

The fourth sequence slowly stood up and stood on the same side as Mo Li, looking at the powerful opponent, the Human King.