Chapter 567 The Ghost Emperor
"Why are you here again?" the leading general asked Hu Nuan in surprise.
Hu Nuan pursed his lips: "The palace is the breakthrough point."
The general with an elegant face was stunned, patted the sword at his waist, and spoke with pity: "If you enter the palace, you will die. None are left. Just stay at the gate of the country until the blood moon passes. You will become a ghost citizen in the future, except that your body will be colder. I will show you a way to survive. You must find a way to die."
The opponent made a move: "Come on, take it. They should not block His Majesty’s way down the street.”
Soldiers gathered around them, pointing their spears at them to drive them away.
The general raised his head and glanced at the Blood Moon, then looked back, his expression became impatient, he pulled out a nine-python whip covered with bone barbs from his waist, and suddenly transformed into a whip that was more than a hundred meters long, carrying a torrent of water. Black mist swept in all at once.
The black mist, whipped to the front, gave birth to blurry and terrifying faces, opening their big mouths to bite.
"Everyone, be careful not to be bitten by this poisonous thing."
The nine python whips are flexible and tricky, and more and more soldiers are swarming, and everyone is forced to retreat again and again.
The general looked at it and shook his head. He was smart, but it was a pity that his strength was here, even the fourth level couldn't beat him. If he didn't love talents and wanted to recruit them to his banner in the future, he would have killed one of them with one hand.
Controlling the situation, he immediately ran to the palace gate and knelt down to invite the emperor.
The palace door slowly opened, fairy music flowed out, and a long guard of honor came out. The beautiful palace maids stepped on the flywheel and sang and danced in the procession. Red and bright yellow are decorated with jewels, and the imperial chariot is coming steadily.
Perhaps the sense of ceremony is the most shocking.
Even the fighting stopped, the soldiers turned and knelt on the ground, and the nine clans stood stupidly, with their faces raised. At this time, it is best to wipe your neck, one at a time.
The yellow belt fluttered, the dragon chariot slowly drove over, and the Ghost Emperor sitting inside was finally seen clearly.
He is a dignified and solemn man, who looks to be in his mid-twenties, wearing a black dragon robe and a flying dragon hair crown. He glanced at everyone indifferently, even though his face was lightly smeared with wedding joy, his abyss-like eyes were cold and ruthless.
The Ghost Queen was forced to do so, right?
The dragon chariot passed by, and the emperor only glanced at them, not paying any attention to these ants.
Everyone broke into cold sweat and suffered cardiac arrest at that glance.
Can't beat them, they can't beat them at all!
This time it is not paralysis with resentment, but a clear, rational and thorough understanding. The Ghost Emperor is like the sky, which they cannot reach at all. Perhaps, the Ghost Emperor has already broken through to the eighth level.
What to do?
A small voice said: "If you can't fight, you have no choice but to run away."
Everyone's ears twitched, run away!
He looked towards the direction where the long honor guard came from.
The ding-ding-dong-dong celestial music suddenly changed from solemn to ethereal, and after the dragon chariot came a phoenix chariot.
By the way, after the Ghost Emperor marries, of course there must be a Ghost Queen!
I saw that the entire phoenix carriage was surrounded by several colorful phoenix shapes. There were no wheels underneath and it was suspended three feet high. The beautiful feathers of the phoenix formed a semi-open wall. The middle one on the top was a black phoenix shining with precious light. The fire phoenix flaps its wings high, and a woman wearing a red phoenix dress sits under it.
The phoenix robe has the dignity of a royal family and the splendor of a ghost. The tight covering cannot block the graceful figure of the woman. Her hands and feet are hidden in a large phoenix robe, her hair is combed high and decorated with pearls, and her face is half covered with red gauze. Only the rest of her head and eyes are exposed. Her skin is delicate and white, and her eyes are extraordinarily bright.
Perhaps the group of people stood out among the crowd of people kneeling around them, but the ghost queen in the car gently turned her head to look at them.
At this glance, everyone seemed to be attracted by a goddess whose bones were made of ice jade and the goddess of autumn water. They could see through this life and past lives in a thousand years.
On the top of the snow mountain, dust-free white snow, the beauty looks alone.
Looking and looking, looking and looking, looking, looking, looking.
The ghost queen looked forward, stunned, why is the convoy not leaving?
At the front of the motorcade, an old man stood in the air, looking down at the Ghost Emperor on the dragon carriage. When the Ghost Emperor saw this, a smile appeared on his cold face, he stretched out his arms, and slowly rose to the same height as the old man.
“I know you will come.”
The old man with silver hair is the owner. At this time, his silver hair was dyed red by the blood moon. He looked at the Ghost Emperor and said lightly: "You are so brave."
The Ghost Emperor raised his head slightly, flicked his sleeves, and the golden dragon embroidered on them was It twists like a living creature. If you look carefully, the eyes of all the golden dragons on the dragon robe can move.
"With the blood moon above, Xi Luo has been dormant for a hundred thousand years. It's time to return to the Yang Realm to get everything back." As the Ghost Emperor spoke, he suddenly raised his head and laughed.
The laughter passed by, like a drum, making a dull sound.
The nearest guard of honor, the flying palace maidens, were the first to be unable to withstand the attack of this sound wave. Their beautiful dancing postures were distorted and deformed. When they raised their heads again, their snow-white and beautiful faces suddenly turned into purple and ugly female Rakshasa.
Following this, other members of the honor guard also transformed one after another. The gorgeous silk was torn into strips, and was flooded with bloody moonlight. Their bodies staggered like zombies and lifted up several sections. They all transformed into red hair. The green-skinned evil spirit.
Everyone gasped. With their height difference and long nails, are they dwarfs who have entered the realm of evil spirits?
The boss looked ugly: "You turned them into evil ghosts and Rakshasas."
The Ghost Emperor laughed loudly: "This is of their own free will. Everyone has stayed in this ghost place for too long. After all, once We are all human beings, and everyone yearns for a bright and warm place. When Shi Luo returns, wherever my people want to go, that is where my army of Rakshasa will go. "
His boss couldn't listen to his crazy words at all: "You can't make it."
The Ghost Emperor stopped laughing and stared at his boss's face, word by word. : "If I kill you, it will be done."
He gave the order loudly: "All the people of Shiluo listen to the order. From now on, they will slaughter all the outsiders and worship the moon!"
After the sound, he launched an attack first, and a giant dragon formed high behind him and pounced on his master.
Everyone who was still watching dumbly not far away hurriedly hugged together. Let's just say that the boss is here for the Ghost Emperor, and it is indeed the case!
The whole city surrounds and kills outsiders!
The closest to them were the generals and soldiers who had transformed into Rakshasa ghosts, and the honor guard also rushed towards them smelling the smell of living people.
These are at least several thousand people, no, thousands of Rakshasa ghosts.
Everyone forms a circle, puts the weakest one in the middle, and kills the enemy back to back.
Tang Yuzi hurriedly released a barrier: "Go out and fight the barrier, and come back when you are tired."
At least get a supply depot safe house, don't these people even understand this?
Nine Sects and Nine Tribes: I have always taken the initiative to attack, but I am not familiar with defense.
The five or six meter tall Rakshasa ghost has arrived, and everyone rushes out.
As soon as they met, I immediately felt bad. Without him, these Rakshasa's have the upper hand in physical strength, are even more powerful, and are rough-skinned and thick-flesh. Their normal tricks are ineffective against them. Moreover, it seems that there is a blood moon bonus. Even if the Rakshasa ghost is injured, the wounds flowing with dark and smelly blood will slowly heal in the moonlight bathing.
However, they were restrained by the omnipresent ghost energy in the world, and their spiritual power was consumed two or three times more during the attack.
If you continue like this, sooner or later you will be exhausted and eaten by the ghosts.
A black figure fell from the sky, and dozens of iron chains flew through the first half of the circle of Rakshasa ghosts.
Everyone was surprised where the reinforcements came from.
"Nuan Nuan, wake up your mother and beat her head." Gou Qi burped.
What a pity, she turned into a Rakshasa before she had eaten enough. Rakshasa is not delicious.