Chapter 66 Imperial Mausoleum

"Morozhi, I remember you!!!"

Piercing screams rang out over the wilderness, and a ghost king gave his final cry. ╞┞╪┞╪┝┟┡I want to read a book╞╡.﹝1［kans(hu.

Tang Jie said in a manly voice: "If you have the ability, you will not forget it even after reincarnation."

With a smooth palm strike, the ghost king turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated in the flames of holy light.

As soon as the Ghost King died, the remaining ghosts on the ghost ship were wiped out and their combat power was greatly reduced. Next, without Tang Jie taking action, the ghosts on the Hundred Ghost Night Boat were like a tide, directly submerging the remaining ghosts. Only one of the dead attendants was killed by Tang Jie with a punch when he was escaping. When the Bing Zijue moved, more black sand appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He is now killing one after another, killing more than ten Deadpools among the beasts, and the black sand has gradually turned into a small black ball.

But for Tang Jie, this was far from what he wanted.

Deep in his heart, Tang Jie knew that a great disaster was coming, and he had to be fully prepared before then.

At this moment, Tang Jie closed his fist and looked up at the sky.

The dark sky is still so vast, and the endless sky is shrouded in night. The thick Yin energy replaced the usual heat of the Yanyang world, making it rotten, dark and lifeless.

The aura of the underworld has almost enveloped the entire Yanyang Realm, which means that the underworld army can freely enter and exit the land of the Yanyang Realm.

The real big invasion really started at this time.

I don't know if humans can resist it, Tang Jie muttered in his heart and sighed.

No matter how hard he tries, the protagonist of this war is still the Yanyang Realm himself. All he can do is save as many people as possible and eliminate some ghosts.

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a whistling sound behind me.

Looking back, I saw a ghost ship approaching. It was the Hundred Ghost Night Boat.

The Yaksha sitting on the boat was none other than Morosheng, the eldest of the seven sons of Moro. I want to read a book.［1(kans［h［u﹝.﹝

Morosheng was obviously surprised by the existence of Tang Jie, but he did not reduce his reaction. He drove the ghost ship directly and stopped near Tang Jie and said: "Third brother, long time no see."

As the boss, he

His manner of speaking is somewhat like that of a boss, and the Yasha clan's habitual ferocity and arrogance are rare to see.

Tang Jie smiled and said, "Hello, big brother."

Maybe Tang Jie was a little uncomfortable with being called big brother. Morosheng was stunned for a while, then nodded and said: "I haven't heard you call me big brother for a long time. It seems that you are doing well these days." good."

Tang Jie smiled: "Thanks to Lao Wu, I have gained something."

Mo Luo Sheng knew that he was alluding to the incident when Mo Luo Shi entered the Nine Netherworld that day, but no one of the brothers came to help him. He smiled and said: "What Lao Wu did was a little wrong, but it's not a big deal after all. You Just don’t argue with him.”

"Of course." Tang Jie replied, adding in his mind, how could I argue with a dead man.

With Morosh dead, the Yakshas separated and went their separate ways.

This Morosheng seemed to have his own ideas. After all, everyone wanted to be the direct heir of Yeyou City, so after saying a few words, he hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Seeing him leaving in a hurry, Tang Jie said: "By the way, brother is in such a hurry to leave, where are you planning to go?"

Morosheng said casually: "I have some things to do in the south."

With that said, he hurriedly left.

"South...doing things..." Tang Jie lowered his head and began to think.

To the south of this place is a sea area with not much human life.

The ghosts have always relied on humans as their greatest resource. Whether they feed on flesh and blood, harvest souls to turn into ghosts, or refine death weapons, they all require a large number of humans. At this time, Moro Sheng was not going to attack cities and seize strongholds and rob human resources. What was he doing in the sparsely populated South China Sea?

At the thought of this, Tang Jie fell into deep thought. ┞┢┡╪┟Want┝to read╞┝book╪┞.?

He thought for a while and finally made a decision, saying: "Sara!"

The ghost eagle has already come out: "Lord!"

"From now on, you will command the Hundred Ghost Night Boat, proceed according to the planned plan, try your best to prevent the ghost boat from hunting humans, and drag them back. But the most important thing is, if there is any sacrifice formation weapon training somewhere, you must notify it in time Those humans. Do you understand?"

"Shaluo understands!" Ghost Eagle didn't dare to answer lightly. Now he has gradually understood his master's temperament, and he must not be careless on such a critical issue.

Tang Jie then nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his figure, and chased after Morosheng's ghost ship.

He wanted to see what Mo Luosheng was up to.

This pursuit lasted most of the day. Baigui Night Boating traveled through mountains and ridges, drove through wastelands, swam through swamps, and then continued forward after arriving at the South China Sea. However, it went directly to the sea. After sailing through another long sea area, Fang finally arrived. I saw a large island ahead.

The island is vast and covered with dense jungle. It looks like just a primitive place, and nothing unusual is seen there. But on the edge of the island, there were actually seventeen or eighteen ghost ships parked, including two Hundred Ghost Night Boats.

Seeing so many ghost ships gathering together, Tang Jie was also shocked.

What secret is there on this island that actually attracts ghosts to gather here?

At this moment, Morosheng was approaching the edge of the island, and the two Baigui Night Boats were the first to meet them. Tang Jie could see clearly that they were Lao Liu Moro Sha and Lao Qi Moro Feng.

After Morosheng approached the island, he first said a few words to the Zijia brothers, then greeted the ghost ship owners waiting on the island, and then turned back and said: "Third brother, you have been following for so long, why don't you come out? "

Tang Jie was shocked but remained motionless.

Moro Sheng smiled and said: "Lao San, don't think I'm deceiving you. You don't really think I'm so stupid that I don't even know what to say, do you? With your mind, it's absolutely impossible Hearing the meaning of my words, it’s even more impossible not to come over and see what’s going on.”

Tang Jie thought for a while, and finally showed his body, and said calmly: "Brother is so good at tricking me into coming here."

Seeing Tang Jie appear, Moro Shengyue laughed proudly: "I have watched you grow up. Don't I still know your temperament? As long as there is an advantage, there is no way you will not take advantage of it."

Tang Jie thought about it and realized that Moro Sheng was right.

At the beginning, Morozhi heard some clues from Morosh's mouth, and then came to chase him life or death, which led to all this. Now that his behavior is consistent with Moro Zhi's usual style, it's no wonder that Moro has won the chance.

He smiled and said: "In that case, please bring the eldest brother with the younger brother and let me see what benefits this island has."

A voice has already sounded: "Moluozhi, you wantonly attacked other ghost ships on Jiuyou Huangquan, and now you still have the nerve to ask for benefits?"

Tang Jie didn't even look at the ghost king who was speaking. He just said to Moro Sheng, "You brought me here just to use me. In this case, there is no need for those empty words, right?"

Moro Sheng smiled: "That's true, but I am not the only one who has the final say here. Some things must be explained to everyone."

"Explain?" Tang Jie snorted: "What's there to explain? The law of the jungle is the law of the underworld. Those useless things are a dead end. I cleaned them up in advance to save everyone trouble. So what's the problem? Already?"

"Hahahaha, that's right. Just kill those weak ghosts. Why should you care?" A sharp hiss came, and a ghost was seen floating in the air. Its chest was empty, with nothing on it. It only held a living heart in its hand, which was still beating. It was unknown which human body it had dug out.

"Wuxin Ghost King..." Tang Jie murmured.

This Wuxin Ghost King is also one of the most famous among ghost kings. As a high-level ghost king, he is not only powerful but also has a particularly cruel temperament. It loves to eat people's hearts, and the Nine Nether Festival is like a big meal for it. After Tang Jie was promoted to Tianxin, although the middle-level ghost kings and below were no longer in his eyes, he still dared not claim to be invincible when facing high-level ones. Especially those like the Wuxin Ghost King who are also tyrannical among high-level players, you have to be even more careful.

"Kill just kill. It's true that there's nothing to argue about, but it can't be done like this here, otherwise we won't be blamed for being rude." Another ghost said in a serious tone.

When Tang Jie heard the sound, he saw it was an underworld evil ghost, with a green body and a pair of protruding fangs. Only one left arm disappeared without a trace, and there were layers of golden Buddha light lingering around the broken elbow. , there are countless characters flying around the wound, making it impossible to heal.

This golden Buddha light was obviously left behind by a certain human cultivator. Tang Jie couldn't help but be shocked that he could withstand such harm and stand here as if nothing had happened. Combined with the identity of the underworld evil ghost, Tang Jie already knew a few things in his mind and said: "Blue Ghost King, it turns out to be you."

The Green Ghost King laughed a few times and said nothing, apparently acquiescing to Tang Jie's statement.

This Green Ghost King is also a notorious existence, but he didn't expect to appear here together with the Wuxin Ghost King.

At this moment, Tang Jie looked around and soon saw several famous ghost kings. Even if he didn't know some of them, he could feel how powerful they were. Among the ghost kings in this group, there were no less than seven or eight high-level ghost kings, and the remaining Most of them are in the middle level, but there are fewer in the elementary level like Tang Jie.

It was a good thing that Morozhi was already a beginner, otherwise Tang Jie would not be able to keep his identity secret standing in front of this group of high-level ghosts, and his heart would be even more awe-inspiring.

He said: "What is on this island that can attract you?"

As he spoke, he glared at Morozhi, obviously blaming him for deliberately leading him here. If Tang Jie was really Morozhi, then this was how he should behave.

Moro Sheng already smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's just the tomb of a human emperor."

"The tomb of the human emperor?" Tang Jie was slightly stunned.

"That emperor was also a cultivator during his lifetime." There was another ghost interface.

"Oh?" Tang Jie raised his eyebrows.

If you are a cultivator, it would be interesting. But this still doesn't explain anything. Most of the cultivators return to the ruins after death, and what's left is just an empty skin with no nutrition. As for the identity of the mortal emperor, it is impossible to bring anything the ghost wants, so There must be some other problem here.

Sure enough, Moro Sheng said: "Normally speaking, there is nothing rare about human cultivators and mortal emperors. But what is really rare is... after his death, his soul did not enter the underworld."

At this time, Tang Jie became interested.

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