Valkyrie Domination

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As soon as the Lord of Death's Tomb arrived at the Ghost King's Palace, he shouted coldly, and his powerful consciousness swept across the entire Ghost King's Palace without any hesitation.

Boom!

How terrifying is the consciousness of the owner of the tomb of the God of Death? It was like a vast ocean. It just swept out and enveloped the entire Ghost King Palace in an instant, making it difficult for countless strong men in the Ghost King Palace to breathe, as if they were suffocating.

A strong person who has reached the third level of transcendence is extremely powerful. If he does not reach this level, he will not be able to resist at all.

At this time, in the distance in the void.

"It's the owner of Death's tomb."

"He came to the Ghost King's Palace like this to search for the Mori Ming Ghost King. Could it be said that the Mori Ming Ghost King is not dead yet?"

"Probably not dead, otherwise, the owner of the Death God's Tomb would not have said what he said before."

"I just don't know if the Senming Ghost King is in the Ghost King's Palace. If he is, I'm afraid there will inevitably be an unparalleled war."

Far away in the void.

A series of terrifying spiritual thoughts suddenly rose up, and several powerful auras that were not inferior to the owner of the tomb of the god of death began to communicate in an instant.

These are all the restricted area owners who came to the Ghost King Palace from the abandoned city and other restricted areas after hearing the news.

However, without understanding the situation, they just lurked here and did not come directly, but they happened to see the scene in front of them.

Ghost King Palace.

The owner of the Death God's tomb had a gloomy face, and his consciousness swept across all directions.

Boom!

The powerful spiritual consciousness penetrates into every void and does not let go of even a stone or a piece of wood.

previously.

After the Death God's Tomb Master left Ghost Crying Ridge, he immediately followed the aura of space to track the existence of the Mori Ming Ghost King.

The owner of the Death God's Tomb believed that with his ability and ability, there would be no problem at all in finding the seriously injured Ghost King of Mori Ming.

But in the end, the owner of the Death God's Tomb was completely disappointed. He flew over many places and carefully examined any abnormal space fluctuations in the void, but still completely lost the trace of the Ghost King.

How can this make the owner of Death's Tomb not angry?

He lost a clone, his generals fell, and after experiencing such a battle, he even suffered a lot of trauma under the Dead Sea Source Crystal, but in the end he gained nothing. How could he accept it?

Of course, what worries the owner of the Tomb of Death the most is the water of the Dead Sea.

Such a treasure is related to the upcoming trip to the Dead Sea Forbidden Land, and he must get it.

Therefore, after searching for the Ghost King of Senming without success, he immediately came to the Ghost King Palace.

In his guess, the probability of the seriously injured Senming Ghost King appearing in the Ghost King's Palace should be about 30%, but it was only 30%.

After all, if the Senming Ghost King cowers in the Ghost King's Palace due to serious injuries, he will only become a target.

It can only be regarded as a choice made out of desperation.

Now that he has arrived, he is indeed disappointed.

His spiritual consciousness swept through every inch of soil in the Ghost King's Palace, but he was unable to find any trace of the Senming Ghost King.

The Mori Ming Ghost King seemed to have disappeared out of thin air and was nowhere to be found.

"Where on earth is this Ghost King of Mori Ming hiding?"

The owner of the Death God's tomb had a gloomy look in his eyes. He looked around, and suddenly a hint of ferocity flashed through his eyes.

A terrifying aura swept out of him instantly, and suddenly suppressed him.

boom! In an instant, the entire Ghost King Palace shook violently. Countless rocks collapsed, and many mountain peaks and trees were directly annihilated. Such a terrifying suppression of the atmosphere caused countless ordinary people in the Ghost King Palace to let out shrill roars. They were terrified.

It shattered in fear and exploded into blood mist.

It was a massacre.

Wisps of life aura rose up and were instantly taken into the hands of the tomb owner of Death.

In the void.

Ming He's body, suppressed by this force, made a rattling sound, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and his expression was extremely frightened and angry. "My Lord, Lord of Death's Tomb, my father has not returned yet. If Lord Death's Tomb wants to find my father, you can just wait for him to return. However, it seems not good to destroy the formation of my Ghost King's Palace and kill many of the people of my Ghost King's Palace." Right? My Ghost King Palace, okay

After all, it is also one of the forbidden areas in the abandoned land. Please stop the owner of the tomb of the God of Death. "

Ming He held back his fear and said with fear and trembling.

The Tomb Master of the God of Death came to his Ghost King's Palace so arrogantly and killed countless powerful people in his Ghost King's Palace with just a raise of his hand. He simply didn't take his Ghost King's Palace seriously.

If this continues, even with his cultivation level, he will eventually die.

"not too good?"

The owner of the Death God's Tomb glanced at Ming He with cold eyes and a trace of ridicule on his lips.

A person who is at the peak of the first level is worthy of talking to himself?

"Are you the current host of the Ghost King Palace?" The owner of the Death God's Tomb immediately stopped and said indifferently.

A trace of fierce murderous intent suddenly descended on Ming He's body, and his body suddenly trembled, feeling as if he was half-stepping on the edge of death.

"Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, this junior Ming He is the young master of the Ghost King Palace." Ming He swallowed and said while holding back his fear.

"Little Lord?"

The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered: "The Ghost King of Mori Ming has disappeared, and now there are only two or three big cats and kittens in the Ghost King's Palace? Is it worthy of being called a restricted area?"

He glanced around, and his eyes fell on the strongest ghost general Chu Kui in the crowd.

"You should be the strongest person in the Ghost King Palace now?" the owner of the Death God's Tomb said coldly.

Being stared at by the owner of the Death God's tomb, the ghost general Chuokui suddenly became excited and said hurriedly: "I am the leader of the six ghost generals under the command of the Ghost King."

"Six great ghost generals?"

The Tomb Master of the Death God swept away the other great ghost generals, all of whom were at the second level of transcendence. However, in the eyes of a giant like him, the strong men with the second level of transcendence were undoubtedly just ants.

He raised his hand.

boom!

Invisible Qi surged, Young Master Ming He, Ghost General Chu Kui and others were instantly captured firmly in the void, their bodies were violently compressed, and cracks appeared all over their bodies, leaving them scarred instantly.

This is the power of the eternal order level, and it is simply not something that Kui Kui ghost can resist with these two levels of transcendence.

"Master of Death's Tomb, please spare my life..."

Kuui Ghost General said in horror.

"Spare your life? Where is the Ghost King of Senming? You should all have a way to send a message to him, right? Send a message to him immediately and let him return. Otherwise, I will destroy the Ghost King Palace."

The owner of the Death God's tomb said coldly.

"Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, we have already sent a message to the Ghost King, but there is no news from the Ghost King." Many strong men in the Ghost King Palace only felt that their physical bodies were collapsing little by little, and endless waves of emotions emerged in their hearts. Fear, if this continues, within a moment, they will be killed on the spot because they cannot bear the power of order.

Exploded to death.

"There is no news. As the young master of the Ghost King Palace, are you unable to contact the Moriming Ghost King?"

The owner of the Death God's Tomb looked at Ming He, and an invisible force descended upon him.

"ah!"

Ming He screamed suddenly. Under the power of the Death God's Tomb Master, his body was broken bit by bit, and streams of blood spurted out.

"Sir, I can't contact my father either. I really can't."

Ming He said in horror.

"Then do you know where the Ghost King of Mori Ming will be?" The tone of the owner of the Death Tomb was calm, but in the ears of Ming He and others, it sounded like the voice of the devil.

"Sir, this junior doesn't know." Ming He said tremblingly.

"have no idea?"

"hehe."

The owner of the Death God's Tomb smiled. He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the crowd below. There, there was a group of enchanting women, who were the relatives of the Mori Ming Ghost King.

The abandoned place is a place of imprisonment. The owner of the restricted area is the most supreme being in this world and has nowhere to leave. All he can do on a daily basis is naturally to have fun.

Among them, the Ghost King Senming is one of the best, with no less than a hundred women to his name.

This group of enchanting women are the women of the Mori Ming Ghost King. Among them, there are high and low cultivation levels, but the high ones are just the first level of transcendence, so they are not very strong.

In front of this group of women, there is a group of men and women whose vitality is younger than these enchanting women, and they all have a hint of the ghost king's breath in their bodies.

"These must be the children of the Senming Ghost King, right?"

An invisible force brought these people to the owner of Death's Tomb. These people looked horrified and struggled violently.

"Master Death Tomb Master, please let my son go."

Below, among the group of enchanting women, someone screamed in horror.

"Noisy."

The words fell.

boom!

The person who spoke exploded on the spot and instantly turned into a pile of blood, with no bones left.

There was silence on the field, the crowd was terrified, and no one dared to speak anymore.

The owner of the Death Tomb looked indifferently at the group of children of the Mori Ming Ghost King in front of him, and said calmly: "You are all the children of the Mori Ming Ghost King. Do you know his traces?"

"Master Death Tomb, I don't know."

"We really don't know."

The crowd cried bitterly and shouted in fear and trembling.

The sound of crying was so shrill that it sounded like purgatory on earth.

There is no way not to be afraid. In front of a strong person like the Death God's Tomb Master, they who were once majestic are really like ants.

On the side, neither Ghost General Kui Kui nor Young Master Ming He dared to move or speak, because they all knew that in front of this madman, the owner of the Tomb of Death, whoever moved would die.

"Don't know?" The owner of the Death God's Tomb smiled, but when the smile fell into the eyes of the Ghost King, it looked like a devil.

The group of children cried in fear and nodded, "I really don't know."

"If you don't know, then what use do you have?"

The owner of the Death God's Tomb snorted coldly and squeezed it gently with his palm.

puff!

Immediately, the body of the leading Senming ghost prince exploded, and her soul was shattered on the spot.

"ah!"

The voice of fear instantly echoed in the Ghost King's Palace.

In the void, blood fell drop by drop, dyeing the ground of the Ghost King's Palace red.

"What about you?" The owner of Death's Tomb looked at the others.

"Spare your life, Lord Death Tomb Master, spare your life."

"Please Lord Death, Lord of the Tomb, please let us go."

"We really don't know where my father is, please forgive me."

A group of people cried and said in horror.

"Haha, if you don't reveal his trace today, you will all die."

The words fell.

The palms of the Death God's tomb owner tightened little by little, and an invisible force in the void instantly enveloped everyone.

"ah!"

Everyone's bodies were twisted and cracked bit by bit.

puff! puff! puff!

Under the power of the Death Tomb Master, the bodies of the many children of the Mori Ming Ghost King were distorted, and they exploded one after another. Their screams were like purgatory on earth.

Some of these children were even loved by the Ghost King of Mori, and the spirit of the Ghost King remained in their bodies. However, even if they were killed, the spirit of the Ghost King never came.

"Brother, save... us."

"Master Huokui Ghost General, save us..."

Before they died, this group of people looked at Ming He and the ghost general Chu Kui in horror and despair, but Ming He lowered his head and did not even look at these half-brothers and sisters.

When disaster strikes, they all fly away, and he doesn't dare to step forward at all.

At this time, the ghost general Yu Kui looked ugly and couldn't help but step forward and said: "Master of the Tomb of the God of Death..."

"Um?"

The owner of the Death God's Tomb suddenly turned his head, and a terrifying pressure suddenly suppressed the ghost general Chu Kui.

boom!

The aura of death was boiling. The ghost Kui Kui did not fully speak out his words, but directly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body split open on the spot, and countless blood spattered out from his whole body, almost breaking into pieces.

His usually powerful peak power of all things and gods was unable to resist the power of the Death God's Tomb Master at this time. He looked up at the Death God's Tomb Master in horror.

"Do you have the right to speak here?"

The owner of the Death Tomb gave him a cold look: "Don't worry, it will be your turn, don't worry."

How can the owner of Death's Tomb be willing to accept the death ghost king if he doesn't find him? Even if the Ghost King Palace is destroyed, he will not hesitate.

Kuui Ghost General trembled all over, despairing, and did not dare to move at all.

The owner of the Death Tomb turned to look at the relatives of the many ghost kings in the forest, with a cruel smile on his lips: "It seems that the ghost king you most admire has given up on you and left you to die without any news."

His eyes were indifferent, and finally, he set his eyes on Ming He.

"I don't know, if I kill his favorite son, will the Ghost King of Mori Ming appear?"

Ming He was shocked.

A terrifying aura of death instantly enveloped him.

"No!"

"Lord Death God's Tomb Master, have mercy on me."

Young Master Ming He's body trembled and he hurriedly said in horror. Wisps of death power seeped into his body. His body suddenly made tearing sounds, and blood spurted out bit by bit.

He suddenly said in horror: "Master, the owner of the Tomb of the God of Death, I am willing to surrender to you and serve you as a dog and horse. From now on, I will become your dog. I just ask you not to kill me."

Ming He knelt down and said in fear.

In the face of death, he became afraid and completely gave up on himself.

"Huh?" This statement stunned the owner of the Death God's Tomb.

Obviously, he didn’t expect Ming Xing to be so “backbone”! "Aren't you looking for your father? I am your father's eldest son, and my father's blood is flowing in my body. As long as you are willing to accept my subordinates, I am willing to use the art of blood ban and use blood karma to find my father for you... No, find him."

Traces of the ghost king in the forest. "Ming He gritted his teeth in fear and came up with ideas for the owner of Death's tomb.

Such a scene immediately made Kui Kui Gui Jiang and others look over in disbelief.

The most beloved son of the dignified Senming Ghost King actually harmed his own father like this?

"Haha, bloodline soul search, this reminds me." The owner of the Death Tomb smiled coldly: "It's a pity that if I kill you, I can also get your blood essence."

boom!

After the death god's tomb owner finished speaking, Ming He's body split apart instantly.

"No." Young Master Mingwen's eyes were horrified.

at this time……

"That's enough. The majestic owner of the tomb of the God of Death, why do you treat a junior like this?"

Suddenly, a rumbling sound resounded across the heaven and earth. Along with this sound, countless ghostly auras suddenly appeared in the heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles.

Woohoo!

The ghost energy covered the sky and the sun, and the innocent souls were flying all over the sky, just like ghosts crying and howling. In front of everyone's eyes, a majestic figure suddenly appeared and descended on this world. This is a figure shrouded in black robes. With one step forward, the endless aura from heaven and earth envelopes his whole body. The terrifying power of rules and the aura of rules released by the owner of the tomb of the god of death continue to expand and confront each other.

.

"Xuan Gui Lao Mo?"

Seeing the person coming, the owner of Death God's Tomb frowned.

The old devil Xuan Gui is the master of the Lost Soul Valley, a forbidden area in the abandoned land. He has a level of cultivation and practices the way of Xuan Gui. Wherever he goes, there are ghosts and ghosts everywhere, and his strength is by no means ordinary.

"Xuan Gui Lao Mo has a good relationship with the Mori Ming Ghost King. They often go hunting in the Dead Sea together. Are you trying to stand up for the Mori Ming Ghost King?"

"Now that the ghost king of Senming is alive and dead, isn't this old guy Xuan Gui afraid of angering the owner of the tomb of the God of Death?"

"Hehe, there's quite a lot of fun to watch."

"Let's wait and see what happens."

In the distant void, powerful auras were communicating with each other.

They all also saw the previous killing behavior of the owner of the Death God's Tomb, but no one was willing to take action. In the abandoned land, such killings were too rare and common, and they were nothing at all.

"Senior Xuan Gui, save me." Seeing Xuan Gui Lao Mo appear, Ming Heng thought he had seen a life-saving straw and shouted anxiously.

"Xuan Gui, do you want to interfere in the grudge between me and the Mori Ming Ghost King?" the owner of the Death Tomb said coldly.

Lines of terrifying death energy shot up from his body into the sky, and instantly turned into an endless ocean sweeping across, firmly locking on the mysterious old demon. "Master of Death's Tomb, please don't get me wrong." Seeing this, Old Demon Xuan Gui glanced at Ming Ming, then smiled slightly and said: "Although I have a good relationship with Sen Ming, I don't want to stand up for him, let alone interfere with you. The grievances between us, I come out

, I just don’t want to see the owner of the Death God’s Tomb killing people in this Ghost King’s Palace. "

"After all, the Dead Sea Forbidden Land will be opened in the near future. As far as I know, the people under the Senming Ghost King have collected a lot of divine soul power. With a group of them here, it will be easier to open the Dead Sea Forbidden Land below."

"If we kill them all, it will be a loss to the place I abandoned."

The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered: "Loss? The Ghost King of Mori Ming killed my subordinates and took away the water of my Dead Sea. Didn't I lose nothing?"

"Kill your subordinates? Seize the water of the Dead Sea?"

Xuan Gui Lao Mo's eyes flashed.

In the distance, the other owners of the restricted area were also moved. They were also extremely curious about the conflict between the Ghost King of Mori and the God of Death.

Could it be that the rumor that the Ghost King of Mori controls the water of the Dead Sea is true?

If this is really the case, I'm afraid I'd really like to inquire more about it.

The old demon Xuan Gui was moved and said: "I wonder what is going on between the owner of the Death God's Tomb and Sen Ming? If you can, you can tell me, and I am willing to mediate to resolve the grievances between the two parties."

Xuan Gui Lao Mo said in a sincere tone, "Not only me, but now the Dead Sea Forbidden Zone is about to open. I believe that other friends present are also willing to resolve the grievances between you and work together for a great cause."

The owner of the Death God's Tomb snorted coldly and glanced across the void in the distance. With his cultivation level, he could naturally feel the terrifying aura hidden in the void in the distance.

"Hmph, these guys are too late to gain anything. I'm afraid they're all targeting me and the Ghost King of Mori." The owner of the Death God's Tomb looked ugly.

In the previous scene where the Mori Ming Ghost King controlled the water of the Dead Sea, countless people were seen outside the Ghost Crying Ridge. Naturally, he could not kill them all, and he had already expected that it would attract the attention of the owners of other restricted areas.

It seems that we can't stay here any longer.

The owner of the Death God's Tomb was distracted and turned to look at Ming He. A terrifying power of death suddenly surged from his body, directly covering the opponent.

puff!

Under Ming He's horrified gaze, his body instantly cracked open, and streaks of essence and blood shot out from it. The essence and blood in his body were actually extracted bit by bit by the Death God's tomb owner.

"Senior Xuangui." Ming He said in horror.

When Xuan Gui Lao Mo saw this, his expression changed drastically, and a terrifying ghostly aura suddenly swept out of his body.

Woohoo!

Countless ghost auras descended and directly covered the area. Boom, boom, boom, the terrifying ghost aura domain and the death domain of the tomb owner of the god of death collided with each other, making a violent roar.

"Master of Death God's Tomb, it seems that you don't take me seriously at all." The old demon Xuan Gui said in a cold voice.

"Qiang!" Before he finished speaking, a dark sickle suddenly appeared in front of the owner of the Death God's Tomb. Boom, as soon as this sickle appeared, an astonishing aura of death surged between heaven and earth. A clicking sound sounded, and the mysterious ghost The ghost realm just formed by the old devil

Unexpectedly, under the double suppression of the death scythe aura of the owner of the death tomb and the power of the death domain, it shattered bit by bit.

"This Death Scythe..."

The old demon's pupils shrank, and he looked at the death sickle in front of the owner of the death tomb in horror.

It was rumored that the Death Scythe owned by the owner of Death's Tomb was a top transcendent treasure. He had never fought against him before and was still a little skeptical. Today, when he sensed the aura of the Death Scythe, he immediately believed it.

"What a terrifying murderous intention. It can add so much blessing to the Death Domain of the Death God's tomb owner. It looks like he's in trouble."

The old devil Xuan Gui was shocked and angry. Although his domain was activated later, it was not so vulnerable to the Death Domain of the Death Tomb Master. The only reason was the Death Scythe.

This caused the origin in his body to surge wildly, and an astonishing eternal ghost energy emitted from his body. The owner of the Death God's Tomb was unmoved, and just looked at the mysterious old devil coldly. The Death God's Sickle in front of him was continuously stimulated, and even made a buzzing and trembling sound. The void in front of the two people directly twisted and cracked. A subtle space crack

seam. The owner of the Tomb of the God of Death said coldly: "Old Demon Xuan Gui, the Ghost King of Sen Ming killed my subordinate Ming Yan Tomb General and took away my treasure. It will be a fight to the death between me and him. Today I can give you a face, Old Demon Xuan Gui." , don’t kill other people in Ghost King Palace,

But this young master of the Ghost King Palace must be killed today. "

"If you insist on standing up for the Ghost King Palace, you can give it a try. But I advise you that today's matter has nothing to do with you. It's best not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise I, the God of Death, are not afraid of having a fight with you in the Valley of Lost Souls. "

The owner of the Death Tomb said coldly.

The Death Scythe in front of him trembled more and more, and black auras of death surged out, covering Old Demon Xuangui. A strong sense of crisis emerged in Old Demon Xuangui's heart, making him avoid taking action.

At the same time, the Death God's Tomb Master suddenly exerted force, and with a pop, the previously majestic Ming Heg instantly exploded, and countless blood essences and souls instantly fell into the Death God's Tomb Master's hands.

The old devil Xuan Gui had a gloomy expression, but he was firmly locked on the death scythe of the owner of the death tomb and did not make a move from beginning to end.

He just came up to dissuade him and let him fight for the Mori Ming Ghost King, but there was no way.

Of course, he still wanted the most basic face. He immediately snorted coldly and said: "Master of the Death God's Tomb, I, Xuan Gui, will give you this face. But if you dare to do anything again today, don't blame me, Xuan Gui, for not showing mercy."

The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered and ignored the mysterious old devil. After collecting Ming He's essence and blood, his whole body swayed and he quickly left the Ghost King's Palace and disappeared into the endless sky.

In an instant, the air of death in the sky disappeared instantly. Only the mysterious old devil with gloomy eyes was left.