Cheng Cheng knew that when a living person came to the underworld, he was like a ghost clan standing on the streets of Chijin City, he was born with original sin. If no one came to cause trouble, it would be wrong.

And these ghost messengers are likely to be the same subordinate of the ghost king as the soul-hiding envoy who captured him, and they cannot fall into the hands of the other party no matter what.

So he began to run away.

Out of caution, he did not use the Nine Nether Soul Destroying Sword as soon as he came up. Although this thing is powerful, it is too sensitive. After using it in Hongdu, he attracted the investigation of the underworld. Now that he is in the underworld, once this thing is revealed, he will probably immediately become the focus of attack in the entire underworld world. He does not have the strength to defy the heavens yet, so it is better not to provoke such things.

This thing cannot be used, so you can only return to his old business and rune formation.

In the battle of the Shanyang Palace, he consumed most of the runes he had captured from the Chaos Land, but the rest was still fine to use to fight a bloody path. As for the fresh things that Sister Gui Ji prepared for him, he had no time to study and did not know how to use them. At this moment, he was so angry that he could not count on it for the time being.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ghost was afraid of fire, so Cheng Cheng regarded a large number of flame-type rune arrays as pioneers and exploded a way out from these giant ghost messengers.

"I'm going to be a big deal, call me!"

Cheng Chuang understood that the other party would not let him go easily, but he never expected that the so-called call to call people was called so many people.

In a moment, the black fog rolled, and just like rain, the black fog fell on Cheng Cheng's front, back, left and right, just like rain. Cheng Cheng could not estimate the specific number of the other party, but from an intuitive sense, it seemed to land in the center of an army. Those already huge ghost fogs were like piled up into endless mountains, siegeing him heavily.

"It's bitter!"

Cheng Cheng was used to crushing his opponents with saturated attacks, but now he has become the target of crushing this number. If he wants to fight out of the thousands of troops in front of him, unless he can use the complete version of the Wenjing Mountain and River Formation, it's a pity that he can't do it.

"Which palace of the ghost king is this? He actually respects me so much? Use a whole army of Netherworld to deal with me?" He smiled bitterly and made great efforts while striving for progress. Although he knew very well that this effort was just a prelude to the inevitable failure.

Even if this group of ghost soldiers is killed, where can I escape? This is the world of ghosts. I am a living person, no matter where I go, I will be surrounded and beaten up.

So, the battle situation gradually fell into despair. After throwing out the last fire-type magic circle, he sat down in the center of the magic circle, looked up and shook his head helplessly.

"Have you finally given up?"

A voice suddenly sounded, as if it was far away, but it seemed to be in my ears again. With a bit of cold and quiet aura, although I couldn't tell the difference between men and women, it was definitely not the rough accent of those huge ghost messengers. But strangely, Cheng Cheng vaguely felt like he had heard it somewhere.

When this sentence came out, the army of ghost soldiers around him also put down their weapons at the same time, and changed from siege to onlooker.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Cheng Cheng hurriedly interrogated.

When it is on the verge of despair, someone willing to speak and reason is the best result for him.

"Oh? You don't know who I am?" The voice showed a strange meaning: "Didn't my soul hijacking envoy tell you?"

Cheng Cheng sighed immediately, and it turned out that he was still within the sphere of influence of the Soul-Retaining Envoy. If he had known it, he would not have to be so conservative. Just take out the Jiuyou Destroy Sword and do it.

"No, your subordinate is too careless. Before he could say something, he was knocked over by me."

The voice suddenly became clear: "No wonder, he would forcefully open the Soul-Induction Well and pull you down." After a pause, the voice continued: "But even if he didn't say it, I think you should be able to guess who I am."

"Guess?" Cheng Cheng frowned.

Judging from this person's tone, it should be the ghost master in the mouth of the Soul-Retaining Envoy, but the underworld is very large. In addition to the emperor of Fengdu who is the most powerful and in charge of life and death, there are countless ghost masters of all sizes. Who knows who this person will be?

But then, his heart lit up. Since the other party asked him to guess, there would definitely be some clues to follow. And the only clue he could think of was only one.

"Are you the guy who assassinated the Ghost King Li?"

The other party laughed: "To be precise, it is his successor."

"So, you want to find his Nine Nether Poem Destroying Sword." Cheng Cheng shook his head.

"Isn't this a matter of course?" the other party continued: "This thing is the treasure of the second hall. It was stolen by the old subordinates of the Ghost King Li, and I went around many times and finally fell into the Chaos Land. I had no choice but to do anything. Now that I have come back to the underworld, should I return to the underworld?"

Cheng Cheng tilted his head and smiled bitterly, "What a domineering statement. If you assassinate someone else's people and occupy someone else's house, should the things in the house be yours?"

The other party immediately groaned: "What? Want to reason with me? No problem, fight out of my army of ghost messengers. You can do whatever you want to reason with. If you can't kill, just wait for me to get my things back from your body."

Cheng Cheng smiled bitterly again: "Don't you give me any chance? Well, I'll try it out if I can fight out."

Swish!

The Jiuyou Destroying Pok Sword took action, and the surging ghost energy instantly broke through the blade and lingered around.

"Hmm?" The voice suddenly showed a little surprise, because he felt the breath on Cheng Cheng's body, which seemed to be different from before.

After absorbing the ten thousand years of resentment condensed by the evil ghosts of the Styx River, the dark energy in Cheng Cheng's body had reached an unprecedented level. Now, when the Nine Nether Soul Destroying Sword was in hand, the Nether ghost energy contained in it resonated with Cheng Cheng's body, which made both sides greatly improve at this moment.

This change has caused a huge change in Cheng Cheng's temperament.

He seemed to be no longer a living person, but instead became a ghost king in the underworld.

In front of him, the huge ghost messengers holding long sickles couldn't help but retreat and murmurted in shock under the pressure of his aura.

Their emotional changes in turn formed a huge negative aura full of fear. Surrounded by this aura, Cheng Cheng's dark vital energy in his body was improved again.

"This sword is really good. It must be a very interesting thing to use the Soul-Destroying Sword to destroy ghosts."
Chapter completed!