Chapter 4057

Bang!

The ghost King groaned and went back in the void, and his face suddenly became very gloomy.

He was shocked and angry and said, "you're still an array master who broke the ninth order in the sky. When you fought with me just now, you still arranged array patterns around me."

"Ghost king, welcome to the cage I made for you! I don't know if you are satisfied with this cage?" the indifferent voice came slowly from the rear.

In a sea of black fire, a slender figure came out slowly.

The strange black fire swept through and appeared on his body, which could not cause any harm to him.

"The thing that gets in the way, give it to me!"

Zhuo Wen walked out of the sea of fire and waved his right hand fiercely. The purple gold sword burst into a fiery purple gold sword spirit.

Boom!

The sword gas is vertical and horizontal. The huge black sea of fire is completely annihilated by the sword gas, and the surrounding space is blasted out of terrible black holes.

The ghost king was terrified, and his whole body gushed out black Qi, which was like a protective armor. He reluctantly resisted the purple and gold sword Qi around him.

"Human beings! You and I have no grievances. You come to the place of imprisonment just to save the people imprisoned in the tower!"

"In that case, you don't have to kill me. Let me go, and you can save the people in the tower!"

The ghost King frowned and proposed to Zhuo Wen.

The human in front of him was a monster. He completely accepted his fate and showed a posture of defeat.

"Those who disobey me can only thank their sins with death!"

In Zhuo Wen's eyes, the purple gold light flashed away, and the strong killing intention swept out like a hurricane.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen stepped out of the void, stepped on the purple and gold sword Qi, walked on the ground, and rushed towards the ghost king.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

The ghost King's face is ugly. He's desperate. He knows that there's only a dead battle today.

Bang bang!

I saw two figures crisscross. At the moment, there was a sound of three swords, louder and louder, like thunder on the ground and teased by Tianwei.

Click!

The crisp sound of breaking sounded, the ghost King's pupil tightened into a needle, and the big knife in his hand collapsed and broke into countless black weapon fragments.

At the same time, the black armor covered on the body surface of the ghost king showed dense black cracks, and finally collapsed into a little powder fragments.

Zhuo Wen turned slowly and silently looked at the real face of the ghost king in front of him.

After the black armor was broken, a human shaped black flame appeared in front of him.

In the left chest of the black fire figure, there is a heart beating constantly.

"Is that who you really are?"

Zhuo Wen looked at the ghost King kneeling on the ground indifferently, with an expressionless face.

"Damn... Damn..."

The ghost King covered his chest. He looked at Zhuo Wen bitterly, as if he wanted to swallow Zhuo Wen alive.

"Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, I'll take you to huangquan road now!"

The ethereal voice came, and the ghost King found that Zhuo Wen was no longer in front of him.

Pooh!

Before the ghost King reacted, the purple gold sword pierced his back heart and pierced out of his chest.

"You..."

The ghost king turned his head hard and looked at Zhuo Wen angrily.

He actually lost, and still lost to the human friars who were just changed by gods and demons, which was a shame in his life.

"Man, you will regret it! If the king gets out of trouble one day, it will be your death!"

The ghost King howled bitterly, rising into the sky and spreading throughout the prison.

"Refining!"

Zhuo Wen just looked at the howling ghost King's Avatar faintly. The purple gold energy flowed into the ghost King's body along the purple gold sword.

"Ah..."

The ghost King screamed. He felt that his body was burned by a fire, burning and painful.

Then he saw with his own eyes that his body was disintegrating, his limbs were melting, and his blood was evaporating

At this moment, the ghost King finally showed the color of fear in his eyes. This feeling of being refined alive is unprecedented pain.

It took three hours to refine the ghost king.

The ghost King's shrill scream echoed in this space, and finally the voice was weak and hard to hear.

Pure energy, like a storm, poured into Zhuo Wen's limbs and bones.

Zhuo Wen only felt his whole body warm and clearly felt that the cultivation and breath in his body were soaring rapidly.

"It's a wonderful feeling!"

Zhuo Wenwei narrowed his eyes and sighed softly.

The energy contained in the ghost king is so pure that it is dozens of times stronger than the energy of all ghosts he absorbed in the ghost King ridge.

Because the energy of the ghost King avatar is too huge, it will take a long time for Zhuo Wen to absorb it all.

Zhuo Wen just wants to save Shan Lingyun first. He plans to practice later.

Zhuo Wen pinched the emptiness in his right hand. For a long time, the surging energy of the ghost King continued to condense in the palm of his hand, and finally turned into an irregular black crystal.

After putting away the black crystal, Zhuo Wen fell to the ground and looked at the tower in front of him.

"Master, I've come to save you!"

Zhuo Wen repressed the excitement in his heart and marched towards the tower.

The surface of the tower is covered with many powerful array prohibitions.

However, for Zhuo Wen, these array road prohibitions were nothing. As soon as he tore them with his right hand, the prohibitions on the surface of the tower were torn apart by him.

When Zhuo Wen tore open the prohibition on the surface of the high tower and entered the high tower, Fu Ming on the other side had found the place sealed by the ghost king.

In a black swamp tens of thousands of feet away from the high tower, lingering poison gas lingers all year round.

At the moment, Fu Ming, Jian ruthless and Leng Feifei gathered in the middle of the black swamp, where an inconspicuous small temple stood.

This small temple is just over one person tall and is made of cobbles of different sizes.

In this humble little temple, a ferocious statue of ghosts and gods is enshrined.

What's more strange is that this statue of ghosts and gods is very similar to the incarnation of the ghost king under the high tower.

Fu Ming three people silently looked at the ghost statues in the small temple, and their faces became very dignified.

"The poison gas here is so strong that we can't resist it. We shouldn't stay long!"

The sword's ruthless and beautiful eyebrows frowned, and the sword Qi spread like fog around her.

But even so, the ruthless sword can only resist the poison gas in the swamp.

Not only was the sword ruthless, but Fu Ming and Leng Feifei also tried their best to resist the poison gas, but they all seemed quite reluctant.

"If our master's news is OK, this should be the place where the ghost King seals! Let's take it out and have a try!"

A dark bead appeared in Fu Ming's right hand, about the size of half a palm, flashing a faint black gold light.

The sword was ruthless and lengfeifei looked nervously at the beads in Fu Ming's hand.