Chapter 3258: The Meaning of the King, so It Is

On the body just now, behind its inner spiritual consciousness, there seems to be an invisible abyss that is firmly sucking and pulling.

If it is said that there is an invisible rope bound and pulled on each spiritual consciousness; then Xiao Yi's power of the law of dirt is another invisible rope tied to these spiritual consciousness.

The rope on the other side was broken, Xiao Yi pulled the rope with all his strength, and the reaction force naturally made him retreat again and again.

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Under that darkness.

The ghost mother shivered.

Around, the eyes of cold figures seem to be staring.

The old voice sounded again, "The king wants the control of all the underworld generals, and he has his own reasons."

"Wang is alone on the mainland, and his subordinates are determined to dispatch forces."

"Wake up all the underworld generals, hoping to give Wang a little help."

The ghost mother gritted her teeth slightly, "This ghost mother knows, but now the control of the ghost mantis and all the underworld generals is in the hands of the king, which is also equivalent to breaking our connection with the king."

Beside him, a charismatic voice sounded, "That's the reason why the underworld general was awakened back then."

"But Ming will wake up, but the king has disappeared. We have mobilized all the envoys on the continent, and even damaged some of them, but we still can't trace them."

"Afterwards, seven years ago, the king seemed to have completely disappeared from the mainland, and the underworld general fell asleep again."

"A few days ago, I finally felt the breath of Wang Feng's martial arts in the weak world of the demon realm, and all the underworld generals have rushed there as quickly as possible."

"But now, Wang took the initiative to cut off contact again. Why?"

"Don't the king want to see us?" A series of cold voices sounded around.

The old voice snorted coldly, "The king doesn't want to see us, there are only two reasons."

"One, the one who didn't die."

"Wang woke up after countless years, and now he has not fully recovered to his peak strength."

"The king's trail,

It has been shown to us many times over the years, but we cannot guess the king's mind. "

"Wang Ding has his intentions, but before that, he didn't want to be noticed by that person."

"Once the king returns to his peak, he will come to the continent again."

The cold voices around him sounded, "But that one died long ago."

"Thousands of years ago, his breath was gone from heaven and earth."

At this time, the ghost mother said coldly, "The most hateful thing is the idiot Jiuzhuan Ghost Saint. It turned out that in the battle eight million years ago, he did not die, but stayed on the mainland."

"If it weren't for that idiot who was greedy and ate a ghost general, he would be able to contact him and let him go to find the whereabouts of the king and ask him what he meant."

The old figure glanced around and said coldly, "That leaves the second possibility."

"We are too weak, and the king disdains to see us."

"The weak are not qualified to see the king."

When the figures around him heard the words, they suddenly stopped restless, and there was a trace of unwillingness in their eyes.

The old figure looked into the distance, "Do you remember the time when Wang suddenly disappeared from the mainland?"

"At that time, the old man clearly sensed Gu Yuan Tianjun's unusual aura."

"The devil was born on the ground, and his breath forcibly changed the atmosphere of heaven and earth."

"The king's hiding during that time must have something to do with this bastard."

The eyes of the cold figures around him were grim, "Those bastards are going to deal with the king before the king has recovered to his peak?"

The old figure snorted coldly, "The atmosphere of heaven and earth was turbulent on the ground where the devil was born, it must be the king and the group of bastards fighting."

"And the result is obvious, Wang is alive and well, just hiding."

"Hmph, what about Tianjun, and what about the profound cultivation base accumulated over the long years?"

"Since the king's breath awakened, it has only been a short period of ten or twenty years, and they have been left helpless."

"I understand." A cold voice sounded.

"No wonder the king wants to take control of the underworld general."

"The king is going to deal with that."

The gloomy figure around him suddenly had sharp eyes.

The old voice said coldly, "We have to become stronger before we are qualified to share Wang's worries."

"Take the time to break through a space seal."

"Before the emperor comes to the mainland, we have to sweep away these ants and obstacles."

"Eat the group of Heavenly Monarchs first."

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The Demon Realm, the Forest of Six Hengs.

Xiao Yi touched his chin, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Forget it, forget it." Xiao Yi shrugged.

"Anyway, these guys are now all under the control of my restraining spirit and become the combat power in my hands."

Xiao Yi looked at Liuheng Yaojun, "Let's continue to restore the torrent of laws first."

"For every point of our combat strength, the strength of this disaster will be stronger."

"Well." Liuheng Yaojun nodded.

Liuheng Yaojun sat down cross-legged and once again absorbed the power of Sen Luo in the demon world.

Xiao Yi looked at the pile of walking dead, "I have to deal with you first."

"you."

"you…"

"You...you...come here."

Xiao Yi pointed to four in a row.

Four figures, got up and walked.

Xiao Yi looked at it and nodded, "Well, the seventh level of the Sovereign Realm, not bad."

"This pile of monsters will be handed over to the four of you to lead in the future."

"How to lead, I don't need to teach you?"

The four figures looked at Xiao Yi suspiciously.

"I still need to teach, so stupid?" Xiao Yi's face was slightly dissatisfied.

The four figures slowly turned their heads and glanced at them.

In an instant, swoosh...swish...swish...swish...swish...

The silhouettes that were knelt around like tides flickered in an instant, and they were neatly aligned.

"This..." Xiao Yi was startled at first, and then his expression changed, "Such a fierce instinctive action is fundamentally an elite teacher."

"You guys?"

Xiao Yi turned his head and looked at the mad lion old Yaozun in doubt, "Didn't Yaojun just say that the incidents of these monsters appear all over the continent?"

Originally, Xiao Yi only wanted these four strongest figures to lead the team, not to let the pile of walking corpses run around.

But the four figures just now had an instinctive command meaning in their eyes.

That kind of order and prohibition, the state of knowing the meaning with just one eye, is by no means comparable to ordinary elites.

I am afraid that even the elites of the Eight Palaces cannot draw such a few teams with terrible fighting qualities.

Xiao Yi also thought that these corpses were living beings buried in the loess after their death in various parts of the mainland, but they were brought back from detention and gathered together by someone with a heart.

The four figures still had doubts in their respectful eyes at the moment, as if they didn't understand what their 'king' was talking about.

"That's all." Xiao Yi looked at these four figures with puzzled eyes, so he could only wave his hand, "Turn around and go."

Only then did the four figures answer in unison, stiffly answering, "Yes, King."

Xiao Yi frowned and returned to the retreat room.

Retreat indoors.

Xiao Yi sat down cross-legged, still absorbing the evil crystal and the flame power of the demon world, reuniting the torrent of karmic fire.

The voice of big eyes sounded in an instant.

"Boy, this Emperor remembered."

"The sharp eyes of these monsters just now, and the instinct of cooperation."

"What?" Xiao Yi asked.

The big eyes replied, "Ming general, Ming domain war general."

"None of the ghosts in the underworld who can get the title of warrior will be good, they are extremely terrifying."

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