Chapter 4474 (1/2)
Emperor Shen holds ye Lingyue in her arms. Ye Lingyue sets her mind and looks at the corpse devil. She looks uneasy.
”The road to heaven really leads to thirty-three days?”
”I don't know. It's just what the Lord Wu said. It's said that the end of the road to heaven is thirty-three days. If you walk through the road, you can become a man and a man, and some of you can even become earth immortals.”
The corpse demon answers, growling in the bottom of his heart. These people seem to have not understood the situation.
If they were witches, they should not have shivered with fear when they heard the name of the sorcerer king. How could they react like this?
”And what Emperor Zhou you said is dead or alive. You will know when you ask the Witch King.”
The corpse demon said again.
”Corpse devil, don't think I can't see it. You want to lead us up the mountain to find the Witch King.”
Emperor Shen snorted coldly and looked at the corpse devil's eyes, which was a bit cold.
The corpse demon trembled with fright, and felt that the whole body was cold, and his tongue would be frozen and knotted.
”I didn't mean that. If you don't believe me, you can go up the mountain with me. I know the way up the mountain. I heard that in a short time, the road to heaven will be opened. If you can become a man of heaven, you will know it. ”
The corpse devil's eyes turned, but he didn't expect that his trick would be seen through by the boy.
”Don't listen to him talking nonsense. The king of sorcery is cruel. If you really want to go up the mountain, everyone will never come back.”
Old Xin tou stopped drinking.
These lonely souls stayed in Wangwu mountain for so long. What the king of witches did was also influenced by them. However, he did not know that the king of witches had controlled the corpse demons and killed them in secret.
At this time, the hillside direction, suddenly came a rumbling sound, like spring thunder suddenly arrived.
In the direction of the mountainside, the fog that had been covering the mountain of Wang Wu suddenly dispersed.
When the corpse demon saw this, he was overjoyed.
”What an old xintou, are you afraid of death and dare to insult the Witch King. Great king of sorcery, there are some foreign mountain intruders who want to harm your most loyal minister. Save me
The corpse devil suddenly yelled at the hillside.
Ye Lingyue and Dixin look at each other, and ye Lingyue quickly makes xiaozhiyo and xiaowuya retreat. Dixin urges the sword Qi, and the sword Qi starts to roar. He wants to protect himself in front of several people.
”The mole ants who don't know how to live or die dare to break into Wang Wushan. Corpse devil, you useless thing
In the direction of the hillside, at the moment when the mist dispersed, there was a pair of withered, gray ghost claws, which were as thin as firewood, falling from the sky.
The ghost's claw was fierce and cold. The left claw reached the corpse demon, and the claw broke the soul chain of Ye Lingyue bound on the corpse demon, and one claw went to the direction of the little ghost.
The Witch King coveted the spirit of the little ghost for a long time. When he woke up today, he found that the ghost's breath was close at hand, so he would not let go.
”Little devil! Run to the ancient battlefield, don't look back
Old Xin head saw, sharp eyed, a small ghost to the direction of Ye Lingyue and di Xin, but he himself was caught by the Witch King.
At the time of the appearance of the wizard king, there were a lot of mists sweeping in the direction of the hillside.
The fog came fiercely, but also mixed with a rotten smell, the color was reddish green, leaf Lingyue at a glance, you know that the fog is toxic.
”Be careful, everyone. Don't get foggy.”
Ye Lingyue and Dixin exchange their eyes, and they are no longer hesitant. Ye Lingyue rolls up the ghost with her soul chain. Dixin has a little Wuya and xiaozhiyo in one hand. According to Lao xintou's words, they run towards the ancient battlefield.
Old xintou stayed in the king witch for a long time. He had a set of methods to deal with the Witch King.
The strength of the Witch King is unpredictable. This is not the time to meet the tough.
”Old xintou!”
The little ghost is struggling, and he is watching the old Xin head captured by the Witch King.
”Old ghost, how dare to obstruct the king's plan, damn it!”
Old xintou's soul, like a piece of paper, was directly torn up by the Witch King.