Ming Dynasty Emperor System

The hoarse roar fell, and the earth bloomed with light!

But seeing a twisting and floating shadow appear, the soul vines wrapped around hundreds of demon soldiers immediately squirmed and expanded.

"puff--"

The soul vine that extended inch by inch exploded!

The sharp thorns of the thorns penetrated the flesh, and blood shot out, forming a splashing oil painting in the sky.

In this ghost mansion, only a puff of blood mist exploded, and the coquettish red color obscured and covered the scene like smoke.

"Die! Die! A bunch of despicable beasts!" The ghost master who used the magic to start the formation was laughing coldly at this moment.

Listening to the screams that kept ringing in his ears, his eyes were filled with blood bit by bit.

A sudden thought occurred between heaven and earth, and the symphony of killing was played passionately in this dead area!

After a long time, the wind picked up.

The blood mist gradually dispersed with the wind, and the scenes inside this battlefield wrapped in thick colors were slowly revealed.

Looking around... I saw corpses and dense wreckage all over the ground!

The blood gathered into an ocean, and the ups and downs of red waves overflowed the walls of the mansion and flowed to the ruins outside the mansion.

Millions of demon soldiers, including more than twenty demon kings, died here!

The ghost kings flew up to the sky to join the ghost masters, admiring the Shura sea of ​​blood below.

"Now everything is complete." Ghost Master Zhuangruo whispered to himself crazily: "We have won, but where is Emperor Fengdu?"

"You looking for him?"

Suddenly there was a joke behind him, and the ghost master trembled like an electric shock, and turned his head suddenly to look.

I saw the blood mist floating high in the sky. The little tiger demon was holding a bloody head in his left hand and a tiger-headed sword in his right hand, with a smile on his face.

"Here, here it is, take it."

He casually threw the head towards the ghost master.

The latter subconsciously caught it, and when he saw the appearance of the head clearly, his expression suddenly changed dramatically, and he screamed in fear!His hands trembled, and the head fell. It fell into the sea of ​​blood with a "plop" and then floated up again.

The ghost kings looked intently, contracting violently in pain, and shouted loudly:

"Emperor Fengdu!"

The little tiger demon's fingers were dancing on the handle of the knife, and he let out a very charming laugh:

"Yes, you admitted it right, this is the Lord of the Underworld to whom you are loyal."

The Ghost King and Ghost Masters were silent, with an indescribable feeling welling up in their hearts.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand that squeezed his heart tightly and clasped their necks tightly.

Endless fear enveloped their souls, and they felt it was difficult to breathe. Their feet felt like lead, and they couldn't move even if they wanted to.

"He is a tough guy and a good opponent. He is indeed worthy of the title of Great Emperor."

The little tiger demon walked through the air, walking towards the ghost kings and ghost masters step by step. As he walked, he whispered as if to himself:

"In order to force him to tell the whereabouts of Hou Tu, I cut his body into pieces with a thousand knives and sentenced him to the death penalty of Ling Chi.

However, he just kept silent. It was so painful, and he really endured it with amazing willpower.

Until his death, he did not open his mouth to shout, nor did he reveal even the slightest bit of information.

Why protect someone with whom he doesn't get along?

I really can’t figure out whether he is stubborn or stupid. "

Saying this, the little tiger demon has already arrived in front of the ghost king and ghost masters.

He put the tiger-headed sword in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. He looked calmly and asked leisurely:

"What about you? Do you want to feel what Emperor Fengdu once felt?"

no answer.

The ghost kings and ghost masters were trembling all over, their teeth were chattering, and their bodies were shaken by an invisible terrifying pressure, unable to escape.

"Oh? If you don't speak, you are acquiescing?" The little tiger demon stretched out the knife in front of the ghost master and waved it gently: "Am I coming?"

"and many more!"

The ghost master felt that his soul was about to be swallowed up by fear!

He finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"I said, I will tell you everything! What on earth do you want to know?!"

"Very good, he is a guy who knows the current affairs." The little tiger demon grinned, "It's very simple, tell me where Empress Houtu and the three kings of hell are."

"They...the King of Hell and the others went to the extremely cold place first, and Queen Houtu should still be on their way there!"

"That's all? Why are they going to the extremely cold place?"

“I don’t know much, that’s all I know!

This is because Emperor Fengdu sent us to ask for help before. "

The little tiger demon nodded.

Under the double crushing of realm cultivation, he could easily know whether the ghost master was lying.

Emotional fluctuations and disorder, but no abnormal sneaky thoughts.

Obviously, the ghost master was telling the truth.

"Ming... Mingsha Emperor, can I leave?" the ghost master said tremblingly.

"Of course, you all can go."

The little tiger demon smiled, received the sheath, and waved his hand very boldly.

"Thank you Ming for not killing the emperor!"

The ghost kings and ghost masters looked at each other, bowed and thanked each other, and then flew away tremblingly.

But when they were about to leave Beiju Luzhou, two phantoms, one black and one white, suddenly pierced the sky, passed by, and strangled them to pieces!

"You came too late." The little tiger demon tilted his head and said.

The black and white shadows flew past again, landing in front of the little tiger demon and revealing their true faces. It was Du Feinan and Yinnuo, the ghost and the demon!

"I think it's just right."

Du Feinan glanced at the sea of ​​blood below and said softly:

"Let all the damn ones die before I dare to show up with peace of mind."

Yinnuo was also staring at the sea of ​​blood.

It's just that the expression on her face is a bit complicated, with a hint of relief, a bit of sadness, and even a hint of uneven regret.

"Now that the positions of Houtu and the others are determined, let's just repeat this step."

The little tiger demon regarded Yinnuo as nothing. After explaining, he came forward and asked in a low voice:

"You brought the spirit tribe, right?"

"Yes, the heads of the three clans are here."

Du Feinan nodded and then added:

"But I just sent them back, so you can rest assured."

"So good."

The little tiger demon sighed softly, not knowing what he felt in his heart.

He suddenly looked towards the north, his eyes sparkling with stars.

That terrifying gaze seemed to have penetrated many layers of space, crossed thousands of miles of obstacles, and locked directly into the extremely cold place.

"Let's go." The little tiger demon waved, "Find Hou Tu and find out the whereabouts of Master Wu Chao. I will end all this with my own hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he activated his demon power and wanted to fly away.

But Du Feinan didn't react. He just stood there expressionlessly, staring at the little tiger demon with strange eyes.

"What's wrong?" the little tiger demon asked with a frown.

He shook his head and suddenly smiled. The raised corners of his mouth seemed to be mocking, but also seemed to be regretful.

The little tiger demon suddenly felt a thump in his heart and looked up.

But I saw a fluctuation in the distant void, and a figure slowly walked out of it...