Chapter 372: Hundreds of Ghosts Bow to the Lord of Evil

As I ran upstairs, I took out several talismans from my backpack and put them in my pocket.

These talismans were all prepared before I came here. Most of them were talismans for warding off evil spirits and demons, and there was also a killing talisman. The rest were mostly auxiliary talismans.

After putting the talismans in my pocket, I took a deep breath and then quickened my pace again.

I ran very fast all the way. After about a few minutes, I came to the corner of the 49th floor again.

Through this corner, you can see the situation in the stairwell of the 50th floor. At this moment, I carefully hid in the corner and then poked my head to look at the 50th floor.

But I was stunned when I saw it.

"How come they are all gone?" I was shocked.

I saw that the stairwell on the 50th floor was still filled with gloomy wind and fog, but those tall ghosts standing in the fog were gone.

"Could it be that they all entered the 50th floor?" I frowned.

Those fierce ghosts seemed dull, but now that I think about it carefully, I find that they are standing there motionless as if they are queuing.

It feels like queuing up to receive prizes. Although there is a bit of anxiety and greed in their eyes, they still remain neat and orderly.

What does this mean?

This means that at the depth of the 50th floor, there is something they want, and that thing is most likely guarded by a person or ghost that makes these powerful ghosts feel afraid, and that guardian can freely control the thing that these powerful ghosts want.

"What exactly is that thing? And is the aura that makes me feel friendly coming from that thing?"

I frowned, took a deep breath, and then held the Soul-Slaying Knife in one hand and a talisman in the other, and slowly walked to the 50th floor.

When I completely stepped into the 50th floor, I was immediately enveloped by thick fog.

This mist is filled with a lot of yin and evil spirits. If ordinary people are exposed to this breath for a long time, they will get seriously ill at the least, and in serious cases, they may even die suddenly.

Even I, standing in this rolling mist, felt a sense of disgust in my heart.

However, when I came to the 50th floor, the feeling of intimacy became stronger and stronger, and along with it, a feeling of palpitations also spread in my heart.

I shook my head, gritted my teeth, and walked directly to the entrance of the stairwell.

When I walked out of the entrance and came to the corridor of the 50th floor, the scene of the entire 50th floor immediately came into my eyes.

I saw that the 50th floor was completely covered by fog, and the visibility was less than two or three meters. Fortunately, there were gusts of cold wind blowing continuously, which rolled the fog. Otherwise, even I couldn't see the scene on the 50th floor clearly.

But what surprised me was that there were no tall ghosts in the fog.

"Where did those powerful ghosts go?" I was shocked: "Did they all leave? Or..."

A bad idea suddenly filled my mind, but this idea was too incredible, that is, these powerful ghosts did not leave, but were killed or eaten by...something!

Oh my god!

As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but shudder. I thought, what the hell, could this dragon formation really give birth to a dragon?

And the flesh and blood I saw behind the poster before was the flesh and blood of the dragon that was born?

But then I shook my head.

The dragon formation is just a feng shui formation to attract wealth and disaster relief. It is impossible to have the ability to condense a dragon soul and a dragon body. Not only the dragon formation, as far as I know, there seems to be no such awesome formation in the world. .7

If a formation can give birth to a real dragon, then wouldn't the world be in chaos?

And even if this dragon formation can give birth to a dragon body, it is absolutely impossible to be on the 50th floor.

The dragon is a beast of good fortune and the totem of China. How could such a beast be bred in such a fierce and sinister place!

Just as I was standing there and thinking about it, suddenly, I heard a weird roar in the mist in front of me.

The roar was full of painful emotions, and it felt like a desperate roar from a person facing life and death.

I was frightened by the sudden roar and broke out in a cold sweat. I couldn't help swallowing my saliva, and then squinted my eyes to look deep into the corridor.

At this glance, I found that it was not that those fierce ghosts had left, but that they had retracted their Dharma images and revealed their true bodies.

Their true bodies were no different from normal people, but I didn't notice them under the cover of the mist.

Moreover, these fierce ghosts were all crowded together, without the neat and orderly order before. I even saw that some fierce ghosts were pushing and shoving each other, intimidating each other, just to move forward a little more.

"What are they doing?" I was suspicious.

At this time, the roar suddenly stopped, and was replaced by a strange low laugh.

The laugh was very low, and there was a bit of greed and excitement in it.

It felt as if it had obtained some treasure!

As this strange low laugh came out, the rest of the fierce ghosts also became restless, and some of the fierce ghosts even showed a greedy and envious look on their faces.

"Get out of here as soon as you get what you want, don't waste our time." Suddenly, a fierce ghost spoke.

Its voice was extremely low and hoarse, and as it spoke, a strong ghost energy immediately spread out from its body.

The ghost energy was very strong, and the moment it spread out, it actually frightened the surrounding fierce ghosts and made them retreat quickly, far away from the fierce ghost.

Even though I was far away, I couldn't help but feel a palpitation, and the huge pressure made me almost breathless.

The one who spoke was... a ten thousand year old ghost king!

At this moment, the restless ghosts around immediately became obedient, and all looked at the ten thousand year old ghost king with awe.

"You have obtained so much pure evil spirit, which is enough to make your strength soar, but you still don't kneel down to worship the Lord of Evil!"

As soon as it said this, the evil ghost who had laughed eerily before immediately knelt down facing the wall.

"Hmm?" Seeing that the other fierce ghosts were indifferent, the Ten Thousand Year Ghost King squinted his eyes and glanced at the other fierce ghosts coldly.

This glance immediately frightened the fierce ghosts so much that they trembled all over, and then they all knelt down in fear.

My God!

After seeing this scene, I was shocked and surprised.

Dozens, or even hundreds of fierce ghosts, actually...knelt down in unison, and were extremely pious.

Who are they kneeling to?

What exactly is the Lord of Fierceness?

Could it be... a person?

What kind of person is worthy of these fierce ghosts who can dominate a region to kneel down?