Chapter Seven Hundred and Nineteenth Courage
The voice of the white-haired youth seemed to contain terrifying power. The ground split open in an instant, and violent sound waves swept all around. Many ghosts covered their ears in pain and wailed in a low voice.
Most of the kneeling ghosts were ordinary people before they died. Apart from turning into a spirit body, they did not acquire other powerful abilities after death. Naturally, they couldn't bear the voice of the white-haired youth, which contained a huge amount of yin, and they rolled around with their heads in their arms. Grim face.
Although the ghost town of Fengdu clearly prohibits ghost repairs from using force in the public in order to prevent large-scale harm, the white-haired youth seems to have no concern about the life and death of ordinary ghosts, and his behavior is unscrupulous. They were all injured, and even some ghosts with weaker physiques were directly scattered by the yin qi of the white-haired youth.
However, even though the white-haired youth's momentum was huge, it did not affect Zhang Ziling in the slightest, and even the ghosts behind Zhang Ziling did not feel the slightest impact of the white-haired youth.
Seeing that Zhang Ziling's face did not change, the white-haired youth narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhang Ziling and said solemnly: "As a ghost cultivator, your strength is very good, but this hall has never seen you in Feng."
"Of course you haven't seen me, so how could you possibly have seen me." Zhang Ziling looked at the white-haired youth with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "What's your purpose?"
"What are you doing?" The white-haired youth heard Zhang Ziling's slightly playful words, "When this hall travels, all ghosts will kneel, but you two are so rude and hurt my ghost soldiers, do you know this hall? Who is it?"
"I just happen to be interested to know," Zhang Ziling's eyes flashed a hint of red, "what qualifications do you have to make me kneel."
Zhang Ziling's voice is not small, and when the Fengdu devil came here, the ghosts in the whole street did not dare to make a sound, which made the area extremely quiet. Zhang Ziling's voice made every ghost hear clearly. As soon as his words came out, there was a lot of uproar in this street.
"These two guys, don't even His Royal Highness Fengdu Guizi know? No wonder they have to kneel!"
"The ignorant barbarians, who provoke Fengdu devils like this, I'm afraid they will be thrown into the eighteenth hell!"
"Humph! This nasty guy, let's go to court for his own death, and he took us with him. The roar of His Royal Highness the Devil made many ghosts scattered. It's really unfair!"
For a while, all the ghosts were either mocking, disdainful, or resentful, and all of them pointed their finger at Zhang Ziling and Xu Qianrou, blaming Zhang Ziling's rudeness for their injuries and deaths.
"Hahaha! Sure enough, it was a barbarian who transformed into a foreigner. I'm afraid it was the edge of the underworld who rushed to reincarnate... an ignorant countryman.
"The white-haired youth suddenly burst out laughing, extremely reckless, making the whole street quiet in an instant, the ghosts dared not speak again, and only the laughter of the white-haired youth remained in the whole street.
They could all hear from the laughter that Fengdu Guizi... was angry.
In this Fengdu, no one dared to provoke the Fengdu devils.
Wang Jianguo, who was closest to Zhang Ziling, was trembling all over at this moment, and he was lying on the ground, not daring to move at all, for fear that the Fengdu devil would anger him.
Wang Jianguo regretted it now, and regretted bringing Zhang Ziling and Xu Qianrou here.
He never imagined that Zhang Ziling and Xu Qianrou would be so ignorant that they didn't even know Fengdu devils, and at this level, they still dared to collide with devils!
In this situation now, even if Zhang Ziling had the support of the Tenth Palace Yama King behind him, he would not be able to survive.
The devil of Fengdu... Behind him stands the Great Emperor of Fengdu of Beiyin, the ruler of the underworld, the supreme being who ranks in the forefront of strength even in the heaven!
The Ten Temple Yama can be said to be the administrative agency of the underworld, but in front of the North Yin Fengdu, it can only be regarded as a group of petty officials, who can be changed at any time.
"This hall is a devil born from the luck of the underworld. My father is the city lord of Fengdu and one of the strongest ghost kings in the underworld. At the same time, this hall is also blessed by the Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin, and even King Yama has to respect me in front of me. Three points, you are a mere ignorant ghost repairer, what reason do you have to see this hall not kneel!"
"However, even if you kneel down now, it's too late to kill the ghost soldiers in this hall and waste the time of this hall..." The white-haired young man looked at Zhang Ziling with a grin, "The sin is unforgivable, you should be cast into eighteen layers of hell and be sentenced to a full hundred years!"
"Go down to eighteen levels of hell and be punished for a hundred years..." Zhang Ziling repeated the words of the white-haired young man, his eyes flashing red, "It's interesting, so what are you going to do?"
"I have seen a lot of arrogant ghost cultivators in this hall." The white-haired youth sneered, "But this is the first time I have seen a arrogant and ignorant ghost cultivator like you."
"Do you know... what does the Lord of Fengdu and the Great Emperor of Fengdu of Beiyin mean?"
The voice of the white-haired youth became colder and colder, and the surrounding ghosts became more afraid. Although they all knew that the Fengdu Devils did not target them, they felt scared from the bottom of their hearts just by hearing the title of Beiyin Fengdu Great Emperor.
That is the supreme power of the underworld, the master of the underworld, that is... God!
"Master Zhang, the Great Emperor of Fengdu of Beiyin... According to legend, it is the existence of the Huaxia Underworld who is superior to the Five Great Emperors, the ruler of hell, and the leader of the ghost kingdom." At this time, Xu Qianrou came to Zhang Ziling and reminded in a low voice, "Let's go first. Get out."
In Xu Qianrou's eyes, even a cultivator who is about to become an immortal can sweep the world, and in Xu Qianrou's perception, Zhang Ziling's strength is only that he has no calamity and is willing to become a loose immortal. Comparable to the general immortals in the world.
Compared with the Great Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, the strength is thousands of miles apart!
It is not a good thing to provoke such existences as soon as they enter the underworld.
Xu Qianrou knew that Zhang Ziling's personality would not be able to kneel, so she had to persuade Zhang Ziling to retreat first and escape from Fengdu.
Compared with offending the Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin and the city lord of Fengdu, Xu Qianrou still felt that it was easier to accept living on the street.
"Want to run away?" The white-haired young man couldn't help laughing softly when he heard Xu Qianrou's words, "You ghost lady knows quite a lot, and your beauty is also excellent, but unfortunately you are following a ignorant and ignorant man."
"You come and follow this temple, and this temple will forgive him for his offense." Speaking of this, the white-haired youth couldn't help but flash a glint of lust in his eyes, "Why, this temple asks my father to come forward, and neither of you can get out of this ghost town of Fengdu. , Eternity cannot be supernatural!"
The ghost girl in his sedan chair is also very good-looking and has a charming appearance, but compared to Xu Qianrou, she is just like a native of the countryside, and she is completely incomprehensible.
So when the white-haired young man saw Xu Qianrou, a strong possessiveness emerged in his heart, which was the fundamental reason why he was able to talk to Zhang Ziling for so long.
If it were normal, he would have captured Zhang Ziling long ago.
This Fengdu devil not only wants to get Xu Qianrou's delicate body, he also wants to get Xu Qianrou's heart!
Hearing the words of the white-haired youth, Xu Qianrou's body shuddered, and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes.
"Your courage... is really big."
At this moment, Zhang Ziling's icy voice sounded in the ears of the ghosts.
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