Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Looking back to the sky above the broken Baihua Island, the Ghost Emperor was surrounded by boundless ghost energy.

These are all ghostly bodies transformed by spiritual power. Each time there is one more, his power becomes stronger.

Fear would make the air escape from him.

Ye Jiu looked at him calmly, as if he were looking at a patient with late-stage chuunibyou.

fear?

Fear of what?

If you ask him, any normal horror movie in his past life would be scarier than what he looks like now.

Aren't they just some black and green clouds?

Apart from being ugly, there is nothing to be afraid of, right?

This guy is really a psycho.

He had such a bad mouth that Ye Jiu had no tolerance for him at all.

Now, the spell is complete.

This is the second time he has used this talisman.

Hope it's easier to use.

Raise your right hand and aim at the swollen line.

Twisting slowly, the lines also twist.

The space outside this line also twisted, and finally twisted into the pattern of a yin-yang jade in the air.

The Ghost Emperor looked at the Yin Yang Jade with disdain.

Once upon a time, there was a human immortal who used such power, but that person eventually died by his own hands. A mere yin-yang jade could have...

Before he could finish his thoughts, he suddenly came to a pure white space.

There is nothing else in the space except white.

The Ghost Emperor stared blankly at his palm, which seemed to have turned white.

Not only that, but also the feet, waist, and even...

brain?

and many more.

Is he disappearing?

"Uh...ah!!!"

The Ghost Emperor finally realized this and regained consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he found that his body really only had one head left, but the ghosts around him stopped in mid-air without any reaction.

But, it shouldn’t be! ?

Obviously, no matter what kind of attack they are, they will automatically block it.

What the hell?

Without having time to think about it, the Ghost Emperor hurriedly used ghost energy to restore his body.

Upon closer inspection, nothing was missing.

But he was very sure that if he hadn't come back to his senses in time, he would have really disappeared quietly now?

"You, what did you do!?"

He glared at Ye Jiu, but a hint of fear of unknown power arose in his heart.

Ye Jiu looked at him indifferently, waved his hand, and a bunch of talismans were thrown away. He said with some disgust: "It's really useless. I thought I could just drop it instantly. And it's not as beautiful as I thought. It's stained. It's not as good as that." With a sword."

Chapter 3·The sword is easier to use

The power of this spell was indeed much worse than he expected.

It may also be because the Demon Emperor is a little more powerful than he imagined.

Ok.

Just a little.

Ye Jiu only thought, what could a guy who came out of the coffin be capable of?

The Ghost Emperor noticed Ye Jiu's disdain for him, and his face was filled with embarrassment.

This human race is really too arrogant. He just got a powerful talisman. The talisman has been used up now. He didn't run away but he is still standing there?

Does this mean he is extremely weak after being separated from the power of the spell?

Ah.

He is the Demon Emperor!How could you become weak over something as small as this?

"I just gave you my hand. You did a great job, but it can only stop here. I accept your life. I will leave you a place among this ghost..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Because a sword penetrated his body straight from the back of his neck.

As a ghost emperor, its body cannot be dispersed and can only be penetrated through the body as easily as a human being.

The Ghost Emperor felt the power in his body continue to drain away, just like blood flowing out of a human being.

What exactly is going on?

Why was he so badly wounded by the sword! ?

In the past, those sword immortals couldn't do anything to him. Why could this human race...

The Ghost Emperor is destined to be confused.

Because his body began to slowly burn and dissipate.

Like a burning paper figurine.

Ye Jiu stood behind him and waved his hand, and the black and green mist disappeared immediately, revealing the original blue sky and white clouds.

Mo Mo on the deck watched all this blankly.

Can she really believe her eyes?

What happened to that sword strike just now? She clearly had her fairy eyes open, but she couldn't see any clear timing of the sword strike?

How did Ye Jiu draw his sword?

No one can tell her this.

"That's it?

Ye Jiu came down from the sky bored.

Chen Lian immediately hugged him and said, "Brother is so awesome!"

"What's so great about him? It's just that he's too weak, and I didn't do anything."

Ye Jiu shrugged, not thinking at all that he had killed such a powerful monster.

In Zhongzhou, Qingfeng was leisurely absorbing the power of mortals.

There was a smile on his lips, imagining the scene when the Demon Emperor came out again.

He was still very young at that time.

The day when he became an immortal was exactly the day when the Ghost Emperor was attacked by a group of people and finally put him into a coffin to sleep.

He took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and used his few magical powers at the time to combine with many heavenly materials and earthly treasures to make the map.

If one day he becomes successful, he will release the Demon Emperor and then kill him.

But he didn't expect that he could only hand over the map to save his life.

but.

Will those people really win the Demon Emperor?

unlikely.

He is from the same era as the Ghost Emperor, so he naturally understands his power. As long as there is a trace of his soul that remains alive, he will not die.

This is why the Demon Emperor makes people helpless.

This guy always has his back up.

However, the moment he picked up the teacup, the wall of the teacup suddenly shattered.

Qingfeng's expression instantly turned ugly.

How is this going?

It may not matter to an ordinary person that the tea cup will crack, but he is an immortal.

This shouldn't happen to him.

unless.

It was telling him something.

He suddenly realized something.

With trembling hands, he took out something like a piece of white paper from his arms.

This is a copy of the map given to Ye Jiu, and it can be regarded as his last resort. It can only temporarily record the location once, and cannot display it in real time.

This is not the point. The point now is that on this piece of paper, there is no hint of light.

Why is there no more?

This is knowingly asking.

That goal.

Disappeared?

The Ghost Emperor is dead? !

This, this, this? ! ! !

Qingfeng collapsed on the ground, completely unable to believe that this was the picture he had imagined.

How powerful a person can be to kill the Demon Emperor?

That is the ghost emperor whose remnant soul is immortal and will never die! ?

How could he die?

That man named Ye Jiu.

He He......

Qingfeng's face turned pale, and suddenly he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

He felt that his body was trembling with fear.

He is afraid.

so afraid!

If you leave that kind of hole for that person, you might be found soon.

Will he die?

He doesn't want to die! !

Qingfeng stood up and wanted to pack up her things and run away, but she was afraid that she didn't have enough time and wanted to run away without anything.

However, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

His breath became very weak.

"How could this happen? Where is my power? Why, why did it suddenly disappear?"

Not only him.

Even the few Taoist priests who had been given spiritual power by him lost their power when flying in the air, and several of them fell down in horror.