"Yinshan Ghost King!?"

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat. He was one of the seven ghost kings, as famous as the Taifu Ghost King.

The shadow between heaven and earth was extremely vast, and there seemed to be a mountain scattering across the sky, breaking into the sky, and terrible pressure came down, shaking the runes all over the sky.

"Taifu, you are just a projector, and you dare to compete with me?" A cold voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, an old arm suddenly poked out and collided with the Bone Hand in the air.

Rumble...

The loud noise was like thunder rolling, and the body of the Taifu Ghost King trembled suddenly, and cracks appeared, and the runes on the bones became dim and shiny.

"Little ghost, the altar of gods and ghosts is not used like this." A sarcasm sounded from the shadows.

Immediately afterwards, the old arm fell down like a big net covering the sky. With a "click", the altar of gods and ghosts suddenly shattered.

The Taifu Ghost King turned into endless ghost energy and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the same time, fragments of the altar of gods and ghosts were sank into endless shadows, as if pure essence was swallowed in an instant. The next moment, a figure slowly walked over. He was wearing a gray robe, holding a long sickle, and exuded a cold and strange aura all over his body.

"Yin...Yinshan Ghost King..." The ghost mother Yueji's delicate body trembled, her eyes full of fear.

For the countless beings in the ghost world, the seven ghost kings are supreme beings, and their bloodlines are naturally suppressed by them. They are above them and can determine the life and death of all ghosts.

Even if a strong man like the ghost mother Yueji is like a kitten in front of the Yinshan Ghost King, he doesn't even dare to have such thoughts.

"The little guy from the Ghost Mother lineage is pretty good, just for me to enjoy." The Ghost King of Yinshan said with a sarcastic smile.

He walked, his powerful force suffocating.

Everyone changed their faces. Those with a slightly identifiable background may have heard of the title of Yinshan Ghost King.

It is too old and has existed for many years. Before humans rose, it was already an extraordinary existence that was famous in the heavens.

Even if he is like Anqira and the strong man who breaks the sky like the middle-aged man with silver hair, he will not be able to catch the eye of this ancient strong man at this time.

"Yueji, retreat." At this moment, Qin Yu shouted loudly, like thunder rolling.

"But...but..." The ghost mother Yueji was panicked and didn't dare to take a step back.

"I'll let you retreat!" Qin Yu shouted again with sharp eyes.

"Little devil, I want to eat her, no one can stop her, you will be the next one." Yinshan Ghost King sneered.

Nakoro had already recovered, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately showed a sarcastic look.

"See how you die."

Buzz...

A long roar of the black gold dragon pattern knife, and the sword light burst out, exuding a shocking killing aura. Thousands of sword shadows rippled like a torrent, rippling and scattering.

"Innate Sword of Rebirth!?" An Qila's expression suddenly changed.

She also practiced the Innate Book and was familiar with the Innate Rebirth Sword, but she had never heard of anyone who could release thousands of sword shadows at once and incorporate them into the sword technique.

"He..." An Qila's eyes trembled, unable to believe it.

"My mother, what kind of sword technique is this?" In the distance, the young man carrying a big sword almost fell out.

Both are sword skills, but in the face of Qin Yu's move, the sword skills he has practiced over the past twenty years are really inferior to shit.

At this time, everyone's hearts were stirred up. The amazing combat power burst out by this young man with only alienation made all of them feel a little scared.

However, the Yinshan Ghost King just sneered, and he didn't move. As soon as the thousands of sword shadows entered the shadow range around him, they dissipated invisible.

"Idiot." Nakoro laughed more and more arrogantly.

"Little ghost, your realm is too low, like an ant, how dare you blaspheme the king's majesty?" The ghost king of Yinshan floated and came into the air, walking towards Qin Yu.

"At the price, dedicate your body to me."

The ghost king in Yinshan let out a long roar, the sky shook and the black water swelled.

The ghost mother Yueji's heart skipped a beat: "It's over!"

"Aren't you still taking action?" Qin Yu looked calm and placed the black gold dragon pattern knife in front of his chest.

The old old arm suddenly stumbled onto the blade, and with a "bang", the fire burst out, and the terrible fluctuations stretched thousands of miles away.

Under this terrifying force, the black golden dragon pattern knife was not damaged at all.

The Yinshan Ghost King snorted coldly and was about to take action again.

"Yinshan, you are looking for death."

At this moment, a loud sound resounded like the power of the Emperor of Heaven, rolling and spreading across the ten directions and nine heavens.

The Yinshan Ghost King was slightly stunned, and then the gray robe on his body suddenly exploded, revealing an ugly face of shock, fear and fear.

"You... are you... why are you here..." The originally cold voice trembled.

Everyone was in a daze, not knowing what was going on, and subconsciously looked over and saw a tall and majestic figure standing behind Qin Yu.

It was a man with a great and beautiful look, his eyes were like the sun and the moon. Behind him, there was a compass hanging slowly, turning slowly to accommodate life and death.

"Rotation Ghost King!" Ghost Mother Yue Ji shouted in disbelief, and couldn't help but kneel down to the ground.

"The Ghost King of Rotary?"

Anqira was surprised. The name seemed to have a magical power that made her expression solidify.

Although there are seven ghost kings in the ghost clan, there are also differences in height. Among them, the Ghost King of Yama is the most powerful, the Ghost King of Rotary is the most mysterious, and the Ghost King of Fengdu is the oldest.

These three ghost kings are the pillars of the ghost clan, and their status is far higher than that of the other four ghost kings.

"It's you hiding in the black golden dragon pattern knife?" Qin Yu asked, looking at the majestic figure.

The breath of the death talisman edict was leaked, attracting the King of Ghost in Fengdu. This figure suddenly appeared, repelling it, saving Qin Yu's life.

Over the past few days, Qin Yu has been sacrificing and communicating with the black gold dragon pattern knife, and finally discovered a trace of the secret.

"You are growing faster than I thought." The King of Rotary Ghost nodded, then his eyes were cold and he looked forward.

"Wheel...turn, it turns out... you... you are not dead." The Yinshan Ghost King's voice trembled, his eyes filled with fear, and he no longer had the hustle and crazy momentum just now.

The cycle of the cycle is a special existence among the seven ghost kings. There have been rumors that he is a clone of the Lord of Reincarnation, with a great secret hidden in it and has long since left the ghost world. He actually appeared here at this time.

"Yinshan, you have lived for some years." The King of Rotary Ghost said lightly.

The Ghost King of Yinshan did not dare to speak, but just nodded.

"That's enough to live. Today, you should die." The King of Ghosts stepped out in one step, and appeared in front of the King of Ghosts in Yinshan.
Chapter completed!