The ghost mist of the underworld obscures the spirit gods. Even the ghost king of the underworld like Juliube cannot see clearly what is going on in the ghost mist.
Immortal Jinting took out the red fire bead from his sleeve and said, "Follow me."
The fire beads turned into flames again, but there was no lamp oil. They just danced in the hands of Jinting Immortal, illuminating the surrounding scene.
They are still in the sea of bones.
Immortal Jinting took out the small yellow flag given to him by King Linchuan and recited the incantation silently. Instead of summoning the five Yin generals, he used the yellow flag to track the location of the five Yin generals, just like using the gold pendant to track the location of the Ghost King Juliube.
The small flag floated slowly, guiding the direction of Jinting Immortal.
The two of them followed the guidance and soared into the air, passing through the ghostly mist carrying the evil aura.
Previously, the situation was urgent. The Ghost King of Juliube knew nothing about the demon fairy who came to save him. As he was flying, he asked: "What is the name of this friend?"
The Great Immortal of Jinting said: "I am in Jinting. My friends think highly of me and call me the Great Immortal of Jinting."
The Ghost King of Juliubu also followed his wishes and praised: "Thank you, Great Immortal, for the rescue. But your two friends don't matter? That Bone God Lord is not an ordinary fourth-level cultivator. If he wants to capture him, I'm afraid your two friends You may not be able to escape.”
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe was a fourth-grade man himself, but he was easily trapped by the Bone God Lord, knowing how powerful the Bone God Lord was.
Jinting Daxian said: "Don't worry about them, their roots are not in this world, and they can return the sun at any time."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."
Immortal Jinting asked curiously: "How did the Ghost King break into the Demon City of Bones in the first place?"
The Ghost King of Juliu tribe gave a bitter smile and said: "When I was attacked by the Yin Division, I led a large army to fight against them. I was defeated and could only retreat step by step. I had no choice but to retreat into the ghost mist of the netherworld in order to find a way out."
"But I couldn't tell the direction in the ghost mist, and I couldn't tell where I was going. I couldn't see clearly, let alone my subordinates. The army was soon separated. I wandered around with my personal guards and encountered many dangers. If you stay in the ghostly mist for a long time, your soul will gradually become confused. I looked around for a place to hide, and then I found the Demonic City of Bones."
"In the beginning, there were only some weak White Bone Demon cultivators in the Bone City. We quickly cleared them all away and used the Bone City as our base to eliminate the influence of the ghost mist. Who knows..."
Immortal Jinting already knew very well what happened next. Who knew that the Bone God Lord had taken all the Bone Demons away to attack Feng Mo Ridge. When he came back, he saw that his hometown was occupied by a group of sick ghosts, so he immediately took action and trapped them all. .
The Ghost King of Juliu tribe said: "I can still take a beating, but my subordinates can't stand the demonic fire sacrifice, and the whole army has been annihilated."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe showed a desolate expression. He now had the title of Ghost King, but he no longer lived up to his name. He had no subordinates under his command.
Immortal Jinting said: "It would be great if I can come back alive."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe rubbed the longevity lock in his hand and asked, "How is he doing now?"
Jinting Daxian said: "The owner of this brand is now King Linchuan, the youngest son of King Wu. He is an extremely powerful person. Otherwise, how could he please us?"
There has been no news about the ghost king of the Juliu tribe in the human world for a long time. He doesn't know who the King of Wu or the King of Linchuan is. He only listened to the words of Jinting Immortal and knew that he was doing well, so he sighed and said: "That's good. "
Immortal Jinting's eyes flashed and he said: "King Linchuan has now recruited a hundred thousand Yin soldiers, and there are five Yin generals under his command, hiding in the Yin soil to train troops. Just wait for this ghost king to go, he can take over the troops and train an elite army. A strong general’s ghost army.”
The Ghost King of Juliubu was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "You are really promising."
Because they were not sure how long King Tongyou and King Tongji could hold them back, the Great Immortal Jinting and the Ghost King Juliu fled quickly, fearing that the Bone God Lord would chase them and none of them could get away.
I don’t know how long I walked out, but I finally escaped from the sea of bones.
But the little ghost on the ghost king of Juliubu suddenly screamed, and the Great Immortal Jinting felt the hair on his back stand up.
Without hesitation, he extinguished the divine fire in his hand and let the ghostly mist surge in front of him.
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe pulled the Jinting Immortal and walked carefully in the ghost mist. The little ghost on him started to move, crawling around on him, and soon disrupted all his breath.
Within a moment, all the little ghosts on the Juliube Ghost King lay on top of him, covering their eyes and not daring to move.
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe and the Immortal Jinting were also motionless, like sculptures.
Behind them, the ghostly mist surged like a tide. The shadow of a tall mountain passed by them, and the sound of bones colliding could be heard in the ghostly mist.
Red dots of light lit up on the black shadow, like red stars. Those were red eyes, searching everywhere for traces of the ghost king.
Fortunately, they had run far enough away from the Sea of Bones, and their auras had been disturbed.
The Bone God wants to catch them, just like trying to catch two fish and shrimps hiding in the flood. The Bone God Lord pushed away the ghostly mist, but the surging ghostly mist also hid Jinting Immortal and the others tightly.
Unless the Bone God Lord faced them head-on and just cleared the ghost mist in front of them, it would be difficult to spot them.
Sure enough, this huge black shadow passed through not far from them and soon disappeared into the ghostly mist.
I don’t know how long it took, but everything calmed down. The Ghost King of Juliubu and the Immortal Jinting finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Immortal Jinting opened his hand, and the divine fire that he extinguished had only one spark, which barely illuminated the fog in front of him, but it also became more and more depressed.
Immortal Jinting looked at the spark in his hand that was getting lower and lower in brightness, and said: "We have to hurry up. Before the divine fire goes out, I must leave the ghost mist, otherwise I will fall here."
The Ghost King Juliubu glanced at the divine fire and said, "You need an oil lamp, otherwise the flame will have no roots and will not last long."
Jinting Daxian said: "There was a light originally, but I was afraid of disturbing the Bone Demon, so I took down the fire."
The Ghost King of Juliu tribe said: "Wait a moment."
The muscles and skin on his green body suddenly began to squirm, and Immortal Jinting vaguely saw that there seemed to be various auras circulating in them. One of the auras grew stronger and poured into the body of a little ghost lying on the chest of the Goliube Ghost King.
The little ghost howled in pain, and thick fat grew all over his body, as if a candle had burned out the accumulated wax, and soon lost its original appearance.
The ghost king of Juliubu took it off his body. The little ghost was still alive, but had lost the ability to move and turned into a living lamp oil.
The Ghost King of Juliubu handed the little devil to the Great Immortal Jinting. The Great Immortal Jinting closed his eyes slightly and placed the divine fire on the top of the little devil's head.
In an instant, the dimmed fire became brighter again.
The kid huddled up tightly and wanted to escape, but he had already lost the ability to move.
Immortal Jinting had no expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and touched the kid's forehead, then took over the kid's body and made it float in the air, illuminating the dim ghost mist.
The divine fire was burning on the kid's head, causing him to suffer all the time.
But with a clear direction, the upside-down world of the Netherworld Ghost King was determined by Huang Qi. Otherwise, no one knows whether they will go deeper or shallower if they continue walking.
Before the imp burned dry, light appeared in front of him.
