Chapter 1022

These words containing strong coercion came from the void, causing the monks at Zhentian Pavilion to frown slightly.

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, feeling the coercion of the vast force, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said with a faint smile: "It seems that today I am in Tiange, it is very lively!"

Liu Gongquan's face was a little gloomy, and he also felt the oppression of that powerful momentum.

It should be from the Shadow Ghost King, otherwise, no one in the nearby ten thousand miles can have such a cultivation level.

"If the Shadow Ghost King also gets involved, I'm afraid that this Emperor Martial Emperor's natal weapon will have nothing to do with me." Liu Gongquan sighed in his heart and said.

He thought to himself that with his own strength, he still couldn't fight against the Shadow Ghost King.

Although the Tianji Sect is also a silver-level power, compared to the Seven Star Ghost Palace, there is still a lot of gap.

Rumble.

A huge thick black cloud swept directly over the Zhentian Pavilion.

The figure of the Shadow Ghost King slowly appeared.

"Sure enough, it's you kid! Unexpectedly, you really escaped from there!" The Shadow Ghost King landed and stared at Jiang Mo majestly.

Behind him, there are a group of strong men, all of them are closely following, obviously the comers are not good.

Soon, the Shadow Ghost King saw Liu Gongquan, and raised his eyes slightly: "Old guy, your news is much more sensitive than mine, and you arrived here before us!"

Liu Gongquan snorted coldly, but did not reply.

Behind Jiang Mo, many monks in Zhentian Pavilion looked like they were facing a big enemy.

Whether it was the strongman from the Seven Star Ghost Palace brought by the Shadow Ghost King, or the monks from the Tianji Sect brought by Liu Gongquan, they all put enormous pressure on them.

Leave them breathless.

"Tell me, kill so many disciples of my Seven Star Ghost Palace, how do you want to end this matter." The Shadow Ghost King said directly.

The strong men in Zhentian Pavilion were silent, and when they looked at the people outside, their eyes were full of hostility.

They also don't know how the Pavilion Master will deal with it.

More likely, compensation.

After all, the Seven Star Ghost Palace is a silver-level force, even stronger than the Tianji Sect.

Jiang Mo rubbed his nose, looked at the Ghost King, and said calmly: "How is it over? That day, you killed the people in my Zhentian Pavilion, and how many people did you kill? I haven't gone to you to settle the score, but you came to the door first. coming."

Jiang Mo's plain words immediately caused a commotion here.

"You bastard, you dare to talk to our lord Mistress like this, you can't find death?" Qiu Xuanqing, the deputy Mistress of the Seven Star Ghost Palace, shouted angrily, her gaze seemed to kill someone.

Liu Gongquan also looked at Jiang Mo in shock.

Unexpectedly, this guy would dare to talk to the Shadow Ghost King like that.

You know, the Shadow Ghost King is a murderous devil without blinking an eye!

Even Liu Gongquan may not dare to speak directly to the other party.

"This kid has provoked the Ghost King of Shadows. I'm afraid that when the time comes, I don't know how he died. Our Tianji Sect, we just need to reap the benefits of the fisherman." The monk of Tianji Sect said secretly in his heart.

"Hahaha, you're really crazy! You are the first kid in the world who dares to talk to me like that!" The Shadow Ghost King suddenly laughed wildly, as if he was mocking Jiang Mo's arrogance.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand and said, "I'll give you ten breaths of time to hand over the divine weapon of the Emperor Wu, otherwise, don't blame me for bloodbathing Zhentian Pavilion!"

The Ghost King's words were full of murderous intent, and with his Seven Star Martial Saint realm, if he wanted to kill in Tiantian Pavilion, no one would be able to stop him.

This made many Zhentian Pavilion monks feel fear.

Liu Gongquan's eyes flickered at this moment, and he wanted to intervene, but he held back.

He wants to wait and see.

If Jiang Mo resisted, then, at that time, he might be able to take the opportunity to get the natal weapon of the strong Emperor Wu.

"Bloodwash my Zhentian Pavilion, you dare?" Jiang Mo raised his brows and snorted coldly. As soon as his words fell, a large formation rose around Zhentian Pavilion.

Thousands of poisons break the sky formation, and time and space strangle the formation.

All have been repaired.

Master Naku's array strength is still extremely powerful.

It didn't take a few days at all to completely restore them.

With a wave of Jiang Mo's palm, an army of [-] ghouls surged out from all directions like a black tide.

Surround this place.

Such a lineup, even the Seven Star Ghost Palace, has to be weighed.

Seeing what happened around him, Liu Gongquan's eyelids jumped suddenly.

This lineup is too strong!
Even if the Tianji sect faced each other, they would probably be extremely passive.

"It's dangerous, fortunately I didn't make a direct move just now." Liu Gongquan secretly rejoiced in his heart.

The Phantom Ghost King glanced around, and then retracted without a trace.

Although he is arrogant and brutal, his mind is not confused.

If the two sides fight, even if the Seven Star Ghost Palace can win, they must pay a heavy price.

At that time, the only one who will reap the benefits of the fisherman will be Jizong that day.

"Very good, I didn't expect that such a small bronze-level power would have such a terrifying lineup, but I've underestimated you," said the Phantom Ghost King.

Many people were shocked in their hearts.

The leader of the silver-level forces, the Shadow Ghost King, is also afraid of the power Jiang Mo sacrificed.

"Now, can we have a good talk?" Jiang Mo smiled.

He came up with this lineup just to frighten the Seven Star Ghost Palace.

In fact, I don't want to fight to the death in my heart. After all, it is not easy to establish a power.

"Talk? Yes, but, no matter what, I want the natal weapon of the strong Emperor Wu. As for the compensation, it's up to you." The ghost king said.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo frowned. This guy, up to now, is still playing tricks.

However, how could Jiang Mo give him the battle of Taixu?

That is the artifact left by Emperor Wu of Samsara. In the future, after Jiang Mo enters the realm of Emperor Wu, he can unleash the power of this divine weapon of Taixu.

At that time, even the Empress Xingshuang may not be Jiang Mo's opponent.

"What realm is the ghost king?" Jiang Mo suddenly asked such a sentence, making everyone around feel at a loss.

"Seven-Star Martial Sage Middle Stage." Ghost King Phantom said, he also wanted to let Jiang Mo know his level of strength, and then retreat in the face of difficulties.

"Oh? Seven-star martial sage mid-stage." Jiang Mo put his hands behind his back, paced slowly, and then said: "I am a five-star martial sage mid-stage, how about this, you and I fight, if you win me, Taixu God battle, my hands Here you go. If you are defeated by me, retreat and take out one hundred thousand high-grade primordial stones as a bet. How about it?"

As soon as Jiang Mo said this, everyone around him exploded.

No one expected that Jiang Mo would choose to bet against the Shadow Ghost King who was in the middle stage of the Seven Star Martial Saint.

This is too crazy!

(End of this chapter)

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