The God Summoner is rubbish? I will summon Pangu!

Chapter 95 Houyi Zhong Kui Taoist Ancestor!

Ghostland.

"Is this the aura of those ten people? How is this possible?"

In the deepest part of the ghost realm, which is where all ghosts are born, there stands a gigantic skeleton that exudes a monstrous ghost aura. However, the skeleton's breath is extremely weak, like a candle swaying in the wind, which may go out at any time.

I was surprised to hear that this skeleton, a prop that had existed since who knows when, actually made a sound.

The four great ghost gods in the ghost realm looked at each other and immediately appeared in this forbidden area of ​​the ghost realm.

Because this person, who had never spoken since they were born with intelligence, actually spoke now!

Could it be that something big is about to happen?

Because this person can be said to be the origin of the ghost clan. The reason why they can reach the half-step ghost god realm is because of the pure ghost energy emanating from the other party.

The ghostly aura of the entire ghost realm is emanating from this person.

The closer you are to this person, the purer the ghost energy will be!
"Ghost Ancestor, do you have anything to tell me?"

The four half-step ghost god-level ghosts, who were called ghost gods in the ghost realm, knelt on one knee in front of the huge skeleton and asked in silence.

After waiting for a long time, the skeleton ghost they called the Ghost Ancestor remained motionless as usual.

Even the four great ghosts and gods thought they were hallucinating.

But the four of them heard it at the same time. It was certainly not an auditory hallucination, but the person really spoke.

"Did you hear clearly what the Ghost Ancestor just said?" The Eastern Ghost God looked at the other three ghost gods and asked.

"What I heard was: it seemed like those ten people..." said the Western ghosts.

"I also heard the auras of those ten people. How is it possible?" said the Northern Ghost God.

"I heard it very clearly, it seemed like: Is this the breath of those ten people? How is this possible?" The Southern Ghost God said solemnly.

“Those ten? And from Ghost Ancestor’s tone, he seems to be very shocked, even a little frightened. Could they be Ghost Ancestor’s archenemies!?” The Eastern Ghost God frowned, with shock in his eyes.

Because even though the Ghost Ancestor's aura is very weak, they have not thought of joining forces to devour the Ghost Ancestor for all these years, because from the time they were born to now, the Ghost Ancestor is still hanging on to that breath.

And more than three thousand years have passed during this period!

If the other party was really incompetent, he would have died long ago.

"Could it be that the Ghost Ancestor's great enemy is a being that surpasses the god level?" The Southern Ghost God said with a serious look in his eyes.

"It is very likely that there are only ten beings beyond the god level. Isn't this too unbelievable? If they come to the ghost realm in person, how can we stop them?" The Western ghost god frowned, his voice low and hoarse, and he said with some uneasiness in his heart.

"But why don't I feel anything?" asked the Northern Ghost.

"Who the hell are you, to be compared with the Ghost Ancestor?" The Eastern Ghost God, who had some conflicts with the Northern Ghost God, glanced at the former and said.

"Dongfang Chu, you want to fight?"

The northern ghost god also had a bad temper and glared at the eastern ghost god with a frown.

"You two want to act insolently in front of the Ghost Ancestor?" The Southern Ghost God was a woman who looked no different from a normal person. She was wearing a very sexy red suspender skirt that revealed her full cleavage and an extremely amazing waist-to-hip ratio.

Looking from the back, it's definitely a peach butt.

“Okay, we haven’t dealt with those three SSS-level humans yet, so let’s not fight among ourselves. Otherwise, when they grow up, none of us will have a good time.” The Western ghost god is an old man with his hands behind his back and a hunched body.

If it weren't for the terrifying ghost aura emanating from his body, everyone would think he was just an ordinary old man with plain looks when walking on the street.

"Don't worry, we have communicated with those people in Tianyuan and will stop them. Besides, we have also made a backup plan, which they will never expect." Dongfang Guishen said confidently.

"That's great. After all, the two professions of [Holy Word Master] and [Valkyrie] are both professions that can impact the god level, not to mention the [God Summoner] who has never been successfully summoned."

The Western Ghost God said in a hoarse voice, like a dead tree: "I'm sure you all have seen the video sent by the secret line. The God Summoner is much more powerful than other SSS-level professions. If this boy is not eliminated, he will become a disaster in the future."

"Don't worry, the backup plan is to kill the SSS-level [God Summoner]." The Eastern Ghost God said. "There are many geniuses in our ghost domain, and even many little ghosts, who have merged with ghost bones in the eighteen layers of hell and absorbed the remaining ghost energy of those ancient ghosts. We also have people in our ghost domain to follow up." The Northern Ghost God said.

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Tianyuan.

"The demon tribe and the ghost tribe have joined forces to attack Shao City. It seems that they are targeting our junior brother." Above Tianyuan, Mo Yun said to Mo Liang and Qi Jingchun with a serious expression.

"Well, and those old guys in Tianyuan are also restless. It seems that they have reached an agreement with the ghost clan and the monster clan." Mo Liang's expression was also a little solemn.

"What should we do with our junior brother?" Qi Muchun asked in a rare serious tone.

"It's okay. I've already made arrangements. It just depends on how many big fish we can catch, or who has arranged more cards." Mo Liang closed his eyes, and a powerful sword intent from his body slashed directly into the abyss.

You like to team up to bully the younger generation, right? I'm going to catch you today to vent my anger.

Damn thing.

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Shaocheng.

After King Yama took action, the other ten Yama Kings also took action one after another. Under their skills, Ghost Ancestor's combat power was directly compressed to only 50% of his strength.

This greatly reduced the pressure on the awakened people in Shaocheng.

The most unlucky one was the old ghost of the underworld. Because of his foul mouth, he was targeted by the Ten Yama Kings. Half of his body was beaten off and he looked listless.

Although the four ghosts are all master-level ghosts, they are naturally suppressed when facing the ten Hades. The two sides are evenly matched and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Mo Lang knew that this was not a solution, so he bit his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood. Under the surge of awakening power, the blood in front of him suddenly burst into brilliant golden light.

"I offer my blood to the heavens, and the gods will descend!"

Then Mo Lang shouted loudly, and the scene behind him suddenly froze on three figures.

"We meet again, kid."

The first one was Hou Yi, whom Mo Lang had summoned before. He looked at Mo Lang with a gentle smile and greeted him.

"Your Highness the Ten Hades!"

The second figure also slowly appeared, but the first person he looked at were the Ten Hades.

This man is tall, sturdy and powerful, with a serious and majestic face, sharp eyes and a thick beard.

She was wearing a gorgeous red brocade robe with exquisite patterns embroidered on it.

The first time he saw this person, Mo Lang recognized that this person was Zhong Kui, the judge in the underworld!

However, Zhong Kui looked at the ten Yama Kings who were fighting against the four master-level ghosts with some surprise.

He never imagined that one day he would be able to fight together with these princes.

“The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. I never thought that one day, it would see the light of day again.”

As a vicissitudes of life voice sounded, an old man with white hair and a youthful face slowly appeared.

He was wearing a simple grey robe, the corners of his robe fluttering gently in the breeze, as if blending in with the surroundings.

His weather-beaten face was full of traces of time, but his eyes revealed the wisdom and depth that came from experiencing vicissitudes of life.

(End of this chapter)