After leaving Yao Ku Mountain, Yan Yan's movements could not escape the eyes and ears of Zhao Sheng Ghost King.
The news about the human girl Yang Lele reached Zhao Sheng’s ears immediately.
This is why, as soon as Yan Yan arrived here, after just a few words of conversation, the elite ghost soldiers responsible for guarding immediately opened the gate of the barrier and asked Yan Yan to lead people in.
"Woo——"
The melodious conch sound sounded again.
The special sonic resonance barrier forms a special switch, and the opened hole is instantly closed again.
'Yang Lele' looked up the mountain road with red eyes. Thousands of stone steps reached halfway up the mountain. Through the thick black smoke surrounding the mountainside, he could vaguely see the huge palace at the top.
The strange thing is that there is no ghost soldier guarding this road, and the vigilance can be said to be quite relaxed.
Seeing this situation, Zhao Sheng was either arrogant or arrogant, or fearless.
However, the barrier covering this place is extremely exquisite. If Zhao Sheng was really arrogant, he might not even set up a barrier. This shows that even with his current seriously injured body, he still has confidence.
"The mountain where the Zhaosheng Ghost King lives is called the Holy Mountain."
Yan Yan took the lead and led the way, and at the same time, the words rang out at the 'Yang Lele' memorial platform.
"The battle between Zhaosheng and Shi Wenyong was very fierce. Since the front line retreated, Zhaosheng has been staying in the palace. He summoned his generals several times, and it can be seen that his condition is getting worse."
"As a result, I became more and more curious about Shi Wenyong."
When 'Yang Lele' heard this, he couldn't help but think in his heart: "What kind of person can Zhao Sheng be if he can hurt him to this extent?"
With clear traffic, a group of three people arrived halfway up the mountain after a while.
Black smoke mixed with scorching firelight rushed towards their faces, engulfing Yang Lele and others at once, as if they had entered another world, and the familiar sound of blacksmithing sounded.
'Yang Lele' had an imperceptible sparkle in her eyes.
Two sharp chain blades replaced the claws, more than half of the body was transformed by metal, and the long and sharp fangs glowed with a cold light. This ghost beast was transformed into an extremely exaggerated and ferocious form.
In fact, there were more than hundreds of such ghost beasts on both sides of the stone road. They were loaded with dark ore on their backs and were continuously fed into a scorching fire cave.
Beside the weapon-making furnace, there were only two tall and strong ghosts, with smoke-stained aprons hanging around their necks. Their right hands held sledgehammers surrounded by water and fire, and they were pounding a human bone with all their strength.
With each hard blow, water and fire splashed everywhere, and the human bones suddenly floated with mysterious fluctuations. The surrounding dust particles were trembling violently, but they were perfectly suppressed within three feet.
The two ghosts divided the work and cooperated, and the other ghost saw the right time and skillfully added various materials. Under the hammer of water and fire, it gradually merged with human bones.
In an instant, blazing black smoke rose from the chimney.
"This is the Holy Mountain where we specialize in making telepathy tools."
Yan Yan's timely words sounded: "The telepathy devices under Zhaosheng Ghost King are basically made by them."
'Yang Lele''s calm eyes followed the words to the small stone door behind the two ghosts. Behind the door were carts with humans lying on them, no less than twenty in total.
Their bodies remained intact as before, and their stiff and neat faces revealed lingering despair and fear.
'Yang Lele' suddenly remembered the chat between two ghost soldiers when they first arrived at Fengling Gorge. They said: A batch of materials were just sent up today, and it took a lot of effort to get them together.
Yang Lele understood at this time.
It turns out that the material the ghost soldier mentioned refers to humans!
"Keep going up."
Yang Lele ordered.
After a pause of less than half a second, the group of three people immediately took steps.
It seemed like nothing happened, but something seemed to happen.
At this moment, all the violent flames burning in Mu Gong's body were suddenly restrained, as if they were completely integrated with him. However, seeing his increasingly twisted and desperate look, it was obviously not the case!
The dark green gem embedded between the eyebrows, the frequency of soul fluctuations is getting lower and lower.
Mu Gong could clearly feel the emergence of another cold consciousness, taking over full control of his body with lightning speed.
The pain of violently burning sinful karma is still there, but Mu Gong seems to be imprisoned in a prison as dark as an abyss. His consciousness that was originally forced to wake up also loses his perception of the outside world!
tread!
tread!
Crisp footsteps.
Mu Gong's last glance was fixed on the weapon-making furnace.
Without any warning, a weapon-casting ghost lay directly on the shelf. Another ghost next to him took the water-fire sledgehammer and smashed it into the facial bones with all his strength.
tread!
There was no muffled sound, no howling, only the sound of the three people stepping on the stone steps gradually faded away.
A palace entirely made of jet black steel.
It's already close at hand.
…
Zhaosheng Ghost King.
An evil ghost who escaped from the eighteenth level of hell.
It is said that he was a prince of a certain country during his lifetime and was quite famous in the history of this world. After his death, he was restless and led a group of ghost soldiers to do evil.
Finally, he was imprisoned by the underworld ghosts and sent to the eighteenth level of hell to be tortured.
After the end of the world, Zhaosheng also created his own power and dominated one side. Later, under the attack of Dawn, the power that had been running for decades fell apart, and finally joined the original team of Shengye.
To this day, he can be considered a veteran-level figure with great military exploits.
The light inside the palace was dim, and most of the place was plunged into darkness.
The bones of some kind of super-large ferocious beast were used as beams and pillars. One rib after another with curved arcs reached the caisson on the top of the palace, overflowing with a dead ferocity.
The gray-haired Zhao Shenggu sat on the throne. Metal tubes as thick as snakes and pythons were inserted into his back and arms, and blue-purple electric light would flash from time to time.
"come yet?"
Rich words came from Zhaosheng's mouth.
But as soon as he spoke, Zhaosheng couldn't help coughing several times. At first, he pressed his lips tightly to hold back, but as his body trembled violently, he started coughing heartbreakingly.
The sound of coughing echoed in the empty hall, inexplicably showing extremely evil madness.
"The Ghost King has arrived outside the palace gate."
Suddenly, a scholar in green clothes walked out of the shadows next to the throne. The flickering candlelight illuminated his shrewd eyes, with strange red dots flashing in the depths of his pupils. He whispered: "I will let them in right now."
Immediately afterwards, the scholar in Tsing Yi raised his hand and waved.
Immediately, the closed palace door suddenly opened, and three figures walked in one after another.
"Yan Yan meets the Ghost King."
"Gong Mu meets the Ghost King."
"You completed this mission very well and did not disappoint me."
Zhaosheng's undulating chest became flat, and his eyes instantly fixed on Yang Lele, who was parallel to Mu Gong. After a closer look, it was indeed exactly the same as what was written in the intelligence.
Zhaosheng's tone at this moment inevitably contained a hint of unnoticeable excitement. "is her?"
Mu Gong immediately knelt down, grabbed the ground with his head, and said respectfully: "Back to Ghost King, this human girl's extraordinary ability will definitely help you recover from your injuries."
Zhaosheng met the eyes of 'Yang Lele'.
On the other side, 'Yang Lele' had been planning for a long time and finally met the so-called Zhaosheng Ghost King.
He has a thin face, and his whole body is covered in a wide dark red robe. The surface of the robe is engraved with dense and complex ghost patterns, entangled and twisting like a living creature, and a strange dim light blocks others from peeking.
It looked very ordinary in the past, without the monstrous power as imagined.
However, the metal pipe behind Zhaosheng made 'Yang Lele' curious. The thunder and lightning surging inside seemed to be carrying a strange energy, which actually made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Not physically, but psychologically uncomfortable.
At this moment, the scholar in green, who was obviously a strategist, said softly: "Ghost King, since we have brought her here, why not let her use her abilities to see if it is consistent with what they said."
'Yang Lele' heard this and glanced at the scholar.
The "they" in this person's words should refer to the people who betrayed Yang Lele's information. I wonder if they are from the Wu Shi Cult. If so, the relationship between the two parties is profound.
The suggestion of the scholar in green won the heart of Zhao Sheng Ghost King.
Although Zhaosheng was surprised by the gifts brought by those madmen several times, and they repeatedly assured that Yang Lele's ability would definitely be able to cure him, but no matter how fanciful they are, they need to be confirmed by facts!
"Then give it a try."
Zhaosheng Ghost King nodded and looked at Mu Gong who was lying on his knees. "There happens to be a candidate."
Before the words echoed in the vast palace, Mu Gong kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you Ghost King for your reward."
"Thank you Ghost King for the reward!!"
Each sound was louder than the other.
If Mu Gong did not encounter the plot, if things develop as he expected, then this is the opportunity he desperately wants to seize, and this is the reason why he clings to Yang Lele.
Someone has to test whether Yang Lele's ability is true or false.
Duke Mu got his wish.
I saw Zhao Sheng Ghost King sticking out a dry finger from under his robe, pointing towards Yang Lele from a distance.
An evil aura suddenly struck from Yang Lele's head and spread all over his body in an instant. His own consciousness was also controlled at the same time, leaving him with no chance to resist.
After a moment, the flame cloud belt that bound Yang Lele quietly fell off and flew straight into Yan Yan's hand.
"Treat him."
Under the control of Zhaosheng Ghost King, Yang Lele walked straight to Mu Gong and pressed down with both hands.
The vigorous and active vitality was input into Mu Gong's body through the air through the palm of his hand. Immediately, the hair containing obsession and resentment regenerated instantly, and within a moment, half of the body that was severed by the Red Sky Sword had returned to its original shape.
The soul fluctuations revealed by the dark sapphire between the eyebrows also became stronger.
Such an immediate effect immediately made the Zhaosheng Ghost King's eyes shine, and the pure Yin energy flowing in the palace instantly rolled around, forming a vortex visible to the naked eye.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Zhaosheng Ghost King said hello repeatedly, suppressed his excitement, looked at Yan Yan with joyful eyes, and said with a smile: "General Yan, you have lived up to my trust as always.
"There have been a few new mind weapons released recently. You can go to the Weapon-Forging Valley and choose one of your own. This is a reward from the King. You will be able to add a batch of ghost beasts, weapons and firearms to your team."
"Thank you Ghost King."
Yan Yan immediately bowed his head and raised his lips with a big smile.
When talking to Mu Gong just now, the soldiers who died one by one were not mentioned at this time.
As mentioned before, under the command of Zhaosheng Ghost King, worthless people will be brutally eaten, especially dead soldiers!
After the rewards were given, Mu Gong and Yan Yan left the palace together, leaving Yang Lele alone.
"boom--"
The heavy steel palace door suddenly closed.
Yan Yan and Mu Gong stood side by side in front of the palace gate, turning their heads and looking at each other, the gleams in their eyes echoing each other.
…
Inside the palace.
The scholar in green said with a smile: "Congratulations to the Ghost King for not only recovering from his injuries, but also for getting a priceless material.
"If you refine her into a mind weapon, she will be even more powerful to you."
"Huh, hehe."
The corners of Zhaosheng Ghost King's lips turned evil, "After I recover from my injuries, I will make that guy Shi Wenyong pay for his debt with blood. I will rip off his skin with cramps, and then refine him into a mind weapon!"
When he said this, Zhaosheng's wound seemed to be aching faintly again, and the sword intention lingering on his soul was like a gangrene attached to the bone that could not be eliminated, making his thin face become angry.
Immediately, he couldn't wait to control Yang Lele and step forward.
'Yang Lele' stepped on the steps and came to the Zhaosheng Ghost King. The latter's heavy sins emanating from his body assaulted his nostrils, and in a trance, it seemed as if countless people were pouring into the spiritual platform with their cries and lamentations.
At the same time, Zhaosheng Ghost King took off his red robe, revealing a shocking body.
Zhaosheng's arms and thighs are not condensed souls, but are made of specially crafted telepathy devices. Even the left half of his body is made of special metal and looks like a ghost but not a ghost.
But the most eye-catching thing is that there is a sword mark that almost cuts open his body from his throat to his lower abdomen and navel, and the sword intent with a strong aura of destruction comes out of his body.
There is no doubt that this is the injury left by Shi Wenyong.
"Come on, hurry up."
Zhaosheng stared at Yang Lele with a pair of evil eyes.
Under the control of powerful thoughts, Yang Lele stiffly raised his hands again and pressed them on the wound on Zhaosheng Ghost King's abdomen. Vigorous vitality immediately emerged from his palms.
Seeing this, the joy in Zhaosheng Ghost King's eyes became more and more intense.
In an instant, he could already feel this vitality swarming into his body, and the Yin energy flowing through his meridians immediately became active as if it had been nourished.
However, at this moment, the vitality of healing suddenly took off its disguise and turned into a greedy mouth. It turned its direction and ate the life force of the Holy One with big mouthfuls.
In less than a blink of an eye, Zhaosheng Ghost King's gray hair suddenly became dry, and the strands fell to the ground. Uncontrollable weakness suddenly eroded his body and mind.
Zhaosheng raised his head.
Those are a pair of unfamiliar eyes.
He was as indifferent as the god of death who dominated life, raising his butcher knife high towards him.
Zheng!
Suddenly, there was the sound of a knife.
The scholar in Tsing Yi next to him widened his eyes in disbelief, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.
I saw 'Yang Lele''s palms flickering with sword light, and the sharp sword intent exploded directly on Zhaosheng Ghost King's body.
"clang--"
The next moment, violent clashes of gold and iron erupted, and surging shock waves and explosive sounds swept out instantly, hitting the green-robed scholar like a huge battering ram.
Without the strength to resist, the scholar in green clothes was sent flying straight away. He hit the ground hard like a cannonball. The ground beneath him dented and cracked, and countless gravel shot out in all directions like bullets.
He only felt dizzy and his eyes were filled with intense ringing in his ears, which was tearing at his senses.
(End of chapter)
