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Chapter 1517 Ghost King

I'm not a pig.

When I come, you will have meat to eat, eat your grandma's legs! Hearing this roar, Yang Feng rolled his eyes helplessly, then looked at the place where the sound came. With the rumbling sounds, a huge shadow of ten feet tall appeared in the gray fog.

The ghosts who were moaning constantly saw this and fled everywhere, fearing that they would be swallowed by this big guy.

Even the starving ghost who was still shouting about hunger just now was still in a flash of time, running faster than a rabbit, so he was more energetic.

Yang Feng scratched his head and laughed loudly.

It seems that it is more useful to scare him than to give him food.

Then, Yang Feng looked at the huge figure that was approaching quickly, slowly revealing his true face, but he was a man with a naked upper body and carrying a mace, but his height was too big.

"Hey, Brother Saint Ancestor, is there a person in front of this ghost?"

"yes!"

"How could it be so high?

Like a monster?"

"Because he is the Ghost King!"

The corners of his mouth curled up, and the leaders were not worried about Yang Feng's safety at all. The Holy Ancestor said leisurely: "The spirits will swallow each other in the underworld and seize power. As the energy accumulates, the body will also become taller.

When you reach a certain level, you will become a ghost king, a strong man in a region, and thousands of ghosts will worship you."

"Oh, local snake!"

Mingran nodded, Yang Feng looked at the huge man with disdain and said, "Hey, brother, you are just a ghost, to put it bluntly, you are a virtual body.

I am a living person, a entity, we are from two worlds, you can't touch me at all, do you still want to eat my meat?

Eat a ghost!"

Whoosh! However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound of breaking through the air, and the huge ghost king knocked his head with a mace.

Yang Feng didn't care and didn't even bother to look at it. Anyway, this stick would definitely pass through his body, just like his apple passing through the evil ghost's hand... Touch! But, but when he heard a loud noise, Yang Feng hadn't reacted yet, he felt a heavy blow on his head, and then his whole body pierced directly into the soil.

The sky above my head was pitch black.

After a while, the Ghost King picked up the mace on the ground, and the darkness above Yang Feng's head finally dissipated.

Looking at the Ghost King's smug look, although Yang Feng's head was fine, he had tens of thousands of grass horses galloping in his heart: "Didn't the ghost that was said to have no entity?

How could he hit me on the head with one hammer?”

"Idiot, ghosts can't do anything to the living, that's in the world.

Here, we are the biggest ghost, hahaha!”

The Ghost King laughed to the sky, while Yang Feng was still covered in a mess.

The Holy Ancestor looked at him with a strange look on his face, and suddenly said to the apple that he had just thrown out: "Boy, look at it!"

What?

Yang Feng was puzzled and followed the instructions of the Holy Ancestor, but he saw that the apple he had just dropped was getting dark, and the starving ghost rushed over immediately when he saw this, and could hold the gray apple in his hand and ate it hard.

Suddenly, Yang Feng seemed to understand something: "I was assimilated?"

"good!"

After arguing, the ghost king said proudly: "A living person comes to this underworld. Once he inhales this yin energy, his whole body will gradually carry the yin energy, and he will become our yin energy. He will become a person in our underworld. If he is not a completely living body in the world, we can of course meet you, hahaha... If you have meat tonight, you don't have to eat the spirit body that smells like wax!"

The Ghost King's eyes emitted a greedy splendor. Yang Feng took a deep breath and understood his current situation, but he didn't take it seriously.

With a pussy, he climbed up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. Yang Feng looked at the ghost king with a cold face and said, "Life is a hero, and death is a hero."

Even if I have been assimilated by the yin energy in your underworld now, it doesn’t mean that you, a minion, can stand on my head and shit and pee!”

"Minner?"

With a raised brow, the Ghost King couldn't help but raise his head and laughed: "Idiot, you don't know what you are now, right?

I will tell you that no matter how strong you are in the world, you will be a waste when you get here!"

Buzz! Ignoring his clamor, Yang Feng just raised his foot gently, and a dazzling golden light immediately emanated from it.

The Ghost King glared at me with a look of disdain and grinned, "You can't just want to use martial arts to deal with me, it's useless.

In this underworld, any skill in the world of life..." "Kick at the speed of light!"

Touch! However, before he finished speaking, Yang Feng shouted lightly, and the golden light on his feet flew out instantly like a meteor. With a loud noise that shook the world, the Ghost King's body stagnated and could no longer move.

When he stiffened his head and looked down, he saw that at this time, a black hole as big as a casserole had been kicked out of his chest, and countless gray airflows were radiating out.

And his body was shrinking like a deflated ball.

"Oh, I'm discouraged, hehe."

Seeing this, the thirty-six leaders looked at each other and couldn't help but tease each other.

The Holy Ancestor also chuckled and said, "The Yin energy accumulated by swallowing similar spirits was instantly leaked.

The yin energy leaks out and the energy dissipates. It seems that you are no longer the Ghost King in the future, hahahaha."

“How is that possible?

You can actually penetrate...me?"

Ignoring those who watched the fun, the Ghost King just stared at Yang Feng incredibly, unable to believe it.

Yang Feng curled his lips disdainfully and said rebelliously: "Since I am assimilated by the yin energy here, you can touch me, that means I can also touch you..." "I am not referring to this!"

With a loud roar, the Ghost King waved his hand fiercely, twitched his face and said, "I mean... how could you still use martial arts?

The skills in the world of the world are here, so they should be useless!"

"It's not that the skills are useless, but that they have lost their energy source and cannot be driven."

At this time, the Holy Ancestor said again: "Just like a ghost in the underworld, alone, without anyone driving it, it is impossible to cause too much harm to the cultivator in the world.

Living people in the world cannot cause too much harm to ghosts in the underworld.

This is because living people in the world use yang energy as their source of energy, while ghosts in the world use yin energy as their source of energy.

Once both sides are not at their home court, they will not be able to exert much strength.

In the world of the world, if a ghost wants to deal with a living person, he must need another living person to be a manipulator and provide him with energy.

This is the laws of the yin and yang realms, which generally do not interfere with each other."

"I mean, why does he have no source of energy and can still use martial arts?"

Hearing his words, the Ghost King widened his eyes and shouted.

He shrugged helplessly, the Holy Ancestor couldn't help but smile. After looking at Yang Feng, he sighed: "Because he is a freak, his energy source is not the yang energy in the world."

ah?

The ghost king was stunned when he thrust his face.

After thinking about it, Yang Feng immediately understood.

Indeed, the source of his skill energy is not in this natural environment, but in the system.

The source of the energy of the mage account is the power of faith of believers, and the source of the energy of the warrior account is the fighting spirit brought by battle.
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