The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

The Qin family shut up aggrievedly, and stood peacefully beside Dongfang Lie.

"Zihan, when did you join the Yan Palace?" Dongfang Lie suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice, if he could establish a relationship with the Yan Palace, the power of the Dongfang family would not have to worry about the royal family, but could expand unscrupulously.

"Does this deity need to take refuge? Does this deity look useless?" Qiong Ying was very puzzled.

"Ahem, sister, you are so humorous." Qing Jun couldn't help laughing, her expressionless face, coupled with her serious and doubtful tone, was really cute and humorous.

Luo Yi Caiyi also couldn't help but be taken aback, only others have always turned to the Hades, and the Lord is the majestic Lord of the Hades, how could he be useless?

"Zihan, then what is your relationship with the Ghost King of the Underworld?" Dongfang Lie's face was gloomy, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

"Why doesn't this deity know that there is someone called Ghost King in Yandian?" Qiongying looked at Yechen pretending to be puzzled, as if she had teased him about it.

"Master, it's just rumors. Rumors are not credible." Ye Chen's expression was a little unnatural. She asked him who the ghost king was more than two years ago, does she still remember?

"What time is it?" Qiongying asked.

"About three quarters in the afternoon." Ye Chen replied.

"It's getting late, Dongfang Lie, are you still struggling to die?" Qiong Ying said calmly, leaning on the back of the chair with an indifferent expression.

"Looking for death!" Dongfang Lie yelled angrily, and waved at the man in black. He didn't want to fight against Yan Dian, but Dongfang Lie was easy to bully!

In an instant, the men in black surged up and surrounded Qiong Ying and the others.

"Luo Yi, Cai Yi." Qiong Ying said lightly.

Luo Yicaiyi nodded, and raised the phantom sword to meet the men in black. They are one of the most outstanding swordsmen in the Hades, and they don't pay attention to a mere hundred dead men.

In an instant, there was a bloody storm, and this small front yard became a Shura field.

Qin and the others were so frightened that their legs went weak. They had never seen so many dead people, and the smell of blood made people sick.

Dongfang Lie's face turned dark, the dead soldiers he trained for many years are so vulnerable?Those two girls have sixth level of cultivation, he underestimated them.

"Father, you are not Zihan's opponent." Jing Ao said in a low voice with deep pain, implying that Dongfang Lie would flee, and Hanyue Qiongying promised to let others go, so he probably would not break his promise.

"Impossible!" Dongfang Lie sneered, his cultivation base has broken through the seventh level, and he has just entered the eighth level, and there are only a handful of venerables who have reached the eighth level in the entire continent. Don't be afraid!

"Luocheng was killed by Zihan." Jing Ao said in a deep voice, he couldn't just watch his father being killed.

Dongfang Lie was astonished, how could it be possible?If he remembers correctly, Zi Han is only 12 years old, it is impossible to have such a high level of cultivation!If it is true, it must be a monster!

In just a quarter of an hour, more than half of the hundred dead had been killed or injured, and the snow on the ground turned scarlet, extremely bright.

"Demon girl! Sue to death!" Dongfang Lie's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and a strong force gushed out.

The snowflakes on the ground suddenly rose, and then were rolled up by the air current, like a huge wave, attacking the person on the chair.

With a bang, the chair fell apart, but there was no one left.

With a wave of the black robe sleeve, the snowflakes coming from the blanket stopped for an instant, and then slowly fell, as if it was just snowing.

"Master, why don't you let me do it." Ye Chen said suddenly.

"Huh? Why?" Qiongying looked at him, he was not Dongfang Lie's opponent yet.