Chapter 970 (1/2)

Since the king of Tibet has seen through the intention of the king of Song Jiang, he will not be fooled by him. Tang Zheng is relieved. Like the king of Song Jiang, he wants to kill each other.

”However --”

the talk of the king of Tibet turned around and said something that surprised several people.

”I treat all living beings equally, and King Song Jiang is one of them. Therefore, I will not watch him die in the hand of King Youming. Moreover, the power of King Youming is very strong. If he swallows King King Song Jiang, it will be more difficult to control it.”

”Hahaha...” The king of Song Jiang laughs wildly in his heart. The king of Tibet is so rigid. He is so stubborn and inflexible for his so-called belief.

In that case, he can keep his life.

Tang Zheng's face changed slightly, sighed in a dark tone, looked at the expression of the refusal of the Tibetan king, and knew that it was useless to say more, and could not persuade him at all.

However, the king of the netherworld was furious: ”the king of Tibet, you have suppressed me for so many years, I haven't asked you to settle accounts, but you have sent them to my house. In that case, all of you must die today. ”

With that, his angry eyes swept over several people.

All of a sudden, his eyes were fixed on Tang Zheng, and he was a little surprised. Then he was overjoyed: ”ha ha, there is a big living man. It's strange. There is a big living man in the ghost world. It must be delicious.”

Tang Zheng's heart was cold. As expected, none of the guys in Jiuyou hell were normal. Even the hell king wanted to eat him. He was not Tang Monk's flesh.

”The king of the earth, you have been trying to dispel the evil spirits and ghosts in Jiuyou hell. But you don't really see the power of these evil spirits and ghosts. Today, I will open your eyes.”

The voice of the king of the netherworld was shrill and shrill. The other people's heartstrings trembled. They heard the voice quickly spread to the eighteen layers of hell.

At that time, a series of sharp echoes came from the inner wall of the eighteen layers of hell. The magic sound filled our ears, making our hearts tremble.

”It's not an echo!” Tang Zheng's face changed a lot, he cried.

”Ha ha, smart, this is not an echo indeed. Don't you always think that the ghost in Jiuyou hell is a group of scattered sand? I tell you, wrong! They are not scattered, but lack a leader. Now I am the leader, and their power will exceed your imagination. ”

As the voice fell, a cloud of black gas appeared on the inner wall of the eighteen layers of hell, and finally turned into a face.

Tang Zheng's eyes were fixed. There were countless black holes on the inner walls. They were as black as a honeycomb. Tang Zheng didn't notice this just now. It seems to be particularly shocking at the moment.

It seems that there are countless ghosts hiding in those black holes. They keep screaming, and then the ghosts rush out and fly around the heads of several people.

”This is...” Song Jiang Wang's eyes gaped.

The king of Tibet sighed quietly and said: ”ten thousand ghosts are out of the cage. If it is not suppressed, the ghost world will be in chaos.”

”The ghost world is in chaos!” Song Jiang Wang's shoulders shook, and he understood the seriousness of this sentence.

Tang Zheng thought unkindly that it would not be profitable for him if the ghost world was in chaos.

The king of Tibetans glanced at Tang Zheng lightly, as if he had a deep insight into his heart, and said, ”there is a great disorder in the ghost world, and ghosts cannot be born smoothly, which does more harm than good to the world.”

With such a little help, Tang Zheng can't help being ashamed. His thoughts are too narrow and blind.

Of course, this did not shake Tang Zheng's determination to absorb the original energy of the ghost world. The world must be restored to the big world, and the world must be stronger than the ghost world, just as it has been for many years, which is most beneficial to the world.

”So, we work together to suppress the netherworld king, which is the best choice.” The king continued.

Tang Zheng's mind moved and asked, ”aren't you really the opponent of the netherworld king?”

The king of the earth didn't answer, and the king of the netherworld replied: ”since he can't hold me down and let me be born, it means that my skill has surpassed him. Now he wants to stop me, humph, dreaming

The fact that the king of the earth didn't deny it shows that what the king of the netherworld said is true, which shocked both Tang Zheng and Song Jiang.

In particular, King Song Jiang clearly knows that the Tibetan king is an expert in the ghost world, but now he is not the opponent of the netherworld king. How can he not be surprised?

”Whether I can beat you or not, the king of the netherworld, with me, will not allow you to do evil and poison the ghost world.” The king of Tibet is not sad or happy, he said quietly.

”Hum, King Song Jiang, let you live for a while. I'll solve the big problem of the Fallen King of Tibet first, and then I'll clean you up.” Said the king of the netherworld.

In a flash, he hovered in front of the Tibetan king, who sat in the pool. No matter how rough the water around him raised, he could not hurt him.

He raised his eyes and face, looked at the netherworld King lightly, and said, ”netherworld king, then I will see what magic you have learned.”

”Ghost of the netherworld.” The king of the netherworld said four words softly.”Ah, what? Do you really practice ghost art? ” King Song Jiang was shocked. He heard about this magic. When he was under the hand of the netherworld king, the netherworld king once mentioned this magic.

This set of magic is a new set of magic conceived by the king of the netherworld. This kind of magic is very vicious, and it must devour countless ghosts for its own use. At the beginning, the king of the netherworld was a king of hell. It was impossible to cultivate this kind of rebellious magic. Few people knew about it except Song Jiang.