Chapter 407 Deathly Qi
Madam Wan screamed in shock. A strong fishy odor surrounded her body, and she almost vomited.
Originally, she and Qian Wujing were waiting outside, but they were brought into the hall by an unknown force. Before they could kneel down, they were splashed with smelly blood.
She turned around and glared at Ling Changge fiercely, saying angrily, "It's you! It's you, right? You did it on purpose?"
Ling Changge looked down at her without saying a word.
"Are you going to do this just for your mother?" Madam Wan meant that she replaced Qian Zhiyu's mother and took the position of the clan leader's wife.
Hearing this, Ling Changge smiled and said quietly, "It's indeed because of my mother."
"Her death has nothing to do with me."
"Really?" She kept smiling, "But I just feel it has something to do with you."
"you!"
"You two, shut up!" the ghost leader shouted angrily, "Where do you think this place is? How dare you argue about such trivial matters in front of His Highness!"
The Ghost King looked at Ling Changge gloomily and said in a sharp voice, "Your cultivation is quite good."
"Anyone with eyes can see that."
"Heh, young man, don't be too arrogant." The Ghost King smiled sinisterly, "Otherwise, you won't even know how you died."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung out a spiritual power from his palm. The powerful force mixed with a strong aura of death came towards Ling Changge's face.
Ling Changge's spiritual power formed a barrier in front of her. She originally thought that he was only at the peak of the spiritual sect and would not be able to penetrate her defense, but she never expected that a black aura would directly pass through her spiritual shield and land heavily on her heart.
"Puff..." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ling Changge's body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. His body slid for more than ten meters on the ground before he finally stopped.
She was half lying on the ground, her eyes filled with heaviness.
Dead air...
This power... is death energy!
Ling Changge's face was pale, blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he felt dull pain in his internal organs, and even breathing was a little difficult.
"Spiritual power? It's the most useless thing in the Netherworld." The Ghost King sneered, "If you can't absorb the four dead energies, you're nothing but a waste here!"
Ling Changge covered his chest and just wanted to stand up when the next breath of death came.
Ling Changge's body flew out again.
The leader of the ghost clan saw this scene, with a smug look on his face.
Madam Wan and Qian Wujing also looked at her with a gloating expression.
So what if I have high spiritual power?
Now that I'm here, my only fate is to be beaten.
"In front of me, put away your high and mighty attitude. Whether you are a human, a ghost, a dragon or a dragon, you must bow your head to me. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Wan and Qian Wujing said quickly, "I understand."
"Take her away."
After hearing the words of the Ghost King, the leader of the ghost clan naturally understood what he meant and hurriedly escorted Ling Changge into the secret room.
He threw Ling Changge to the ground and sneered, "You should be thankful that your soul power is different from others, otherwise you would have become a ghost in the hands of His Majesty the Ghost King."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared. At this time, Ling Changge's consciousness had already entered the Burning Dragon Tower.
She covered her chest with her hands, her face looking a little ugly.
Mu Ling flew to her side and injected life force into her body, and the dull pain in her chest gradually eased.
"I really didn't expect that this death energy would be so powerful."
"Death energy is different from other forces. It will gradually consume the essence in the human body. The only fate of those who are entangled by death energy is death."
"Is this power unbreakable?"
Xiaoyou smiled and said, "Isn't it solved now?"
Hearing this, Ling Changge patted her head and said, "Look at my brain." She hugged Mu Ling in her arms and nuzzled it with her nose. "Little thing, I never thought you could be so useful."
Upon hearing this, Mu Ling shook her head proudly: "There are still many things that Master doesn't know!"
At this moment, there was a noise outside the secret room and several auras appeared.
Ling Changge looked outside and saw the door of the secret room slowly open, and the Ghost King and the leader of the ghost clan walked in.
The black-robed puppet stood not far behind them.
Ling Changge clenched her fists. If he was really her father, after rescuing her mother and the others, she would definitely kill all the ghosts, leaving no one alive, so that they would not even have the chance to reproduce.
"Your Highness, Qian Zhiyu's physique is different from others. When the Spirit Stone approaches her, the light it emits is identical to that of the Young Master of Qingshui Pavilion. I believe that her soul power can be used to replenish the missing soul of the Young Master of Qingshui Pavilion." The ghost leader smiled and said, "If you can restore her, the Underworld Lord will surely be pleased."
"Hahaha." The Ghost King laughed grimly and turned to look at the Ghost Clan Leader: "Not bad, not bad, this is well done! I will definitely reward you handsomely."
"Thank you, Your Highness." He thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Your Highness, should we extract her soul now?"
"No rush." The Ghost King shook his head. "Since you said her physique is similar to that of the Young Master of Qingshui Pavilion, if I refine her into a puppet, it would be considered as making the best use of her. Once I succeed in refining it, I will hand it over to the Lord of the Underworld."
"Your Highness is very thoughtful."
"You may leave first!" As soon as the voice fell, the guard came over and said respectfully, "Your Highness, the Dharma Protector is here."
When the Ghost King heard the words "Great Protector", how could he care about the people on earth?
"Where is the Great Protector?"
"It's in the main hall."
After saying this, the Ghost King walked towards the main hall with a flattering look on his face.
At this time, only Ling Changge and the ghost leader were left in the secret room.
The ghost leader walked to Ling Changge, who was still wearing Qian Zhiyu's face.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a beautiful face!" The ghost leader rubbed his hands, his face full of lust. "Just looking at you, you're much better than that middle-aged woman surnamed Wan. This little face is so tender that you can squeeze out juice. It's really mouth-watering! It must taste amazing." He squatted down and said quietly, "When I refine you into a puppet, this leader will definitely enjoy you thoroughly."
"Really?" Ling Changge slowly opened his eyes and sneered, "I never thought you were such a pervert."
The ghost leader didn't expect her to wake up so quickly, and said in a deep voice: "Qian Zhiyu, if you are obedient, when the Palace Master extracts your soul later, this leader can plead for you and spare you the pain. Otherwise..."
"What else?"
"Otherwise, I guarantee that I will make you wish you were dead."
Ling Changge heard this without any fear on her face: "Then I am really looking forward to it!" As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly made a move, and her fingers covered with spiritual power tightly clasped the throat of the ghost leader.
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