Chapter 479 Finale (Part 1)
This bastard actually stopped her from rescuing people. If the three of them fell down, they would surely die.
"Ghost King, get out of my way!" Meng Fuling raised the long whip in her hand and lashed at him fiercely.
There was a sharp sound of 'pa', but this time it didn't hit him but dodged him.
"Hahaha!" The Ghost King suddenly laughed out loud: "Can't you bear it?"
"Only three people died!" He tilted his head and hooked his finger again.
Then Wen Xiaoli and Officer Yao appeared unconscious on the edge of the cliff. "Look, do you know these two people?"
Her colleagues in the police station were also captured by the Ghost King. These people are very important to her.
"No!" Before she could finish her words, she saw everyone being thrown off the cliff.
She wanted to rush over to save them but was stopped by the Ghost King: "I just want you to watch the people around you die one by one."
Otherwise, how could he get rid of the hatred in his heart? He would have to take it back a thousand times.
If they fell down now, they would all be dead. She felt a pain in her chest.
My heart felt like it was being squeezed and I couldn't breathe. My eyes were red and sparkling with soreness.
"Oh, you can't stand it?" The Ghost King seemed still unsatisfied: "I gave you a chance."
"If you had died, they might not have died. They all died because of you."
Meng Fuling finally couldn't bear it anymore, she swarmed towards the Ghost King and attacked.
Each move was aimed at the vital points, and the barrier was shattered by the two people.
"Ghost King, I want you to die!" She rushed forward with a roar, but she didn't expect to be stabbed the next second.
Meng Fuling looked down at the blood flowing from her abdomen. The sword pierced her stomach.
Having absorbed too much hostility, the Ghost King is now even more powerful than before.
Even if she had the Zi Chen Liu Guang Whip in her hand, she was still no match for him.
[No, don't hurt our master, wuwuwu, give the Third Master back to us.]
[Ghost King, you beast, millions of fans are going to fight you to the death. Is my brother already dead?]
[Falling from such a high cliff, no one would survive, my dear Policewoman Wen.]
Why am I so cowardly and weak that I can't protect the one I love most at this time? I'm so angry.
I draw a circle and curse you, Ghost King, so that you won't have toilet paper when you poop, and won't have seasoning packets when you eat instant noodles.
There was a commotion among the fans in the live broadcast room, all filled with curses.
Meng Fuling spat out a mouthful of blood. She clasped her hands together and a formation appeared on the ground while she muttered something.
"Nine-fold Luosheng, the gate of endless hell, open!"
In an instant, nine red gates rose up around them, and above each gate was a ferocious ghost face.
Hands stretched out from the gate and tightly grasped the two people.
The soul seemed to be pulled out and dragged into the ghost gate.
The Ghost King's face was grim when he saw this scene: "Are you crazy? You actually opened the Endless Hell?"
This endless hell is also known as the killing move of "Living as Long as the Sky", which uses one's own soul as an exchange to lure enemies in.
The two people entered the endless hell together and could never be reborn, where they would be entangled and kill each other forever.
This Meng Fuling is simply a lunatic. He is going to drag her into endless hell.
Even if he was the King of Ghosts, it would be difficult for him to crawl out of this place. That place was filled with endless darkness and emptiness.
"Let me go!" The Ghost King roared, but his body was tightly bound by the Zi Chen Liuguang Whip.
Meng Fuling is really crazy. Just because a few people died, doesn't she want to live anymore?
"Fuling!" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
"Woo woo woo!" Only a dragon's roar was heard, piercing the entire mountain stream.
Then a black dragon was seen rising into the sky, and Qin Muchen was standing on the dragon's head.
Lying on the winding dragon's body were the other people who fell down with it, so they were not dead.
At the last moment, Yinglong appeared and saved everyone, and no one died.
Seeing that they were all safe and sound, Meng Fuling suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
Tears fell uncontrollably from her eyes, slid down her cheeks and turned into a pure white teardrop.
She also didn't expect that Meng Po's tears would flow at this time.
The Ghost King was tightly grasped by countless hands and could be dragged into the endless hell at any time.
While Meng Fuling was distracted, he struggled to break free.
A powerful force burst out, directly shattering the door to the endless hell that she opened.
His body was blown away. This ghost king really should not be underestimated.
Suddenly she stopped and a hand pressed against her back.
"I'm late!" A familiar voice came from behind, making her feel relieved instantly.
At this time, the boss has returned to his original appearance, and behind him are the Eighteen Kings of Hell.
"Tong Xiao!" The moment the Ghost King saw her, hatred and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"You really don't show any mercy at all!" He stared at her with cold eyes.
"One of us must die today!" She was instantly surrounded by golden light.
Gently pushed Meng Fuling onto Yinglong's body: "Stay away, don't get splashed with blood."
Yinglong carried everyone far away from the barrier, but there was going to be a fierce battle inside the barrier.
Fans in the live broadcast room were dancing with excitement, all waiting to watch this big battle.
The next second, thick smoke filled the barrier, and the vision became blurred and nothing could be seen.
"No, you're doing this again. Last time we couldn't see anything, and now we can't see anything again?"
[Are we unworthy? Fighting and killing are definitely not suitable for us. Let's watch something sweet.]
[Just now, the master's eyes looked like he wanted to eat someone, and he almost wanted to die with the ghost king.]
I thought that if the Third Master was gone, my brother would be gone too. I almost wanted to follow him.
[Luckily, Yinglong is protecting them, otherwise today would have been a be ending. No!]
Qin Muchen hugged her tightly: "Are you okay? Are you seriously injured?"
Meng Fuling looked at his face and said, "I really thought you were dead just now. Fortunately, you are all okay."
Looking at the sparkling Mengpo Tear in my hand, I probably didn't expect that I would actually cry.
I thought they didn't shed tears when they died, but cried after escaping death.
"I'm fine, don't be sad!" He held her and walked far away from the fighting area.
The fight lasted for a long time, from evening to the next morning.
It wasn't until the sun came out that the white mist shrouding the barrier finally dissipated.
But the scene that was seen was very surprising. The long sword pierced into the Ghost King's chest.
Everyone had varying degrees of injuries on their bodies, and the boss held the hilt of his sword tightly.
“Why do you still do this when you know you can solve it?”
The Ghost King spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground: "I just don't accept it, why is the Lord of Hell yours?"
"I'm obviously more qualified to sit in this position than you are. If you're willing to give in to me, it's not really necessary."
"But you gave the Purple Chen Flowing Light Whip to that woman. You really want me to die."
The boss leaned over and looked into his face: "I'm sorry, for the sake of the underworld I can't be soft-hearted."
"I've done my best for you. The friendship we had in the past has long since vanished into thin air!"
"Hahaha!" The Ghost King laughed: "As expected, you love your power and position more than me."
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