C3134 On the Road to the Yellow Springs
C3134 On the Road to the Yellow Springs
Lurker was nervous.
"There's no other way. I have no reason to reject her. Only she knows the whereabouts of your father and my clone."
"I don't care what her final goal is, but at least for now, we can take advantage of each other. You just need to protect yourselves."
Ling Tian stepped into the air.
His future was unknown, and he could only take things one step at a time.
"Alright!"
"As long as we can save father, we can do anything. Actually, if our Emperor Ye Qing was here, he wouldn't act like this."
"Master, this Jia Zhuo gives me a very uncomfortable feeling."
"Is it really okay to work with her?"
Ji Jiuyou suddenly said at this time.
"Hehe, there is no need to suspect me from behind. We are only cooperating temporarily. If I wanted to do anything to you, I would have already attacked you."
"Didn't all of you not notice the formation I just laid as well?"
"I, Jia Luo, may not be a very good person in your imaginations, but I'm not really going to do anything to you. No matter what, I'm still a Martial Emperor of the Ghost Clan!"
"Moreover, you have the Demon Lotus. The previous owner of this lotus has a good relationship with me."
At this moment, Jia Luo who was standing in front of the army suddenly spoke.
Ji Jiuyou pursed his lips and did not speak any further.
"Don't worry." "With me here, nothing will happen."
Ling Tian patted Ji Jiuyou's shoulder.
The Mausoleum of Books was indeed very far away from the location of the Eastern Ghost Emperor.
The great army traversed across the Void and only slowly came to a stop after a full month had passed.
At this moment, the space here was filled with terrifying chaotic storms.
Compared to the place they had just entered, the world here was more like a space that had yet to evolve and solidify completely.
Furthermore, on the way here, they lost all of their consciousness, but the combat power was still an extremely powerful evil spirit, growing in number.
When they arrived near the mountain, there were even more layers. Sometimes, there would be as many as ten thousand.
In this way, Ling Tian finally understood why Jia Ke Han was leading this Ghost Clan army.
According to Jia Yue's words, this Zhai Zhishan was only the first stop on the path to the Yellow Springs. The army of evil spirits that came after would be even more numerous and stronger!
Regarding this, Ling Tian just nodded and did not say much.
"Hehe, we've arrived. Over there, it's Tao Zhishan. The last time I fought against the Godly Ghostly Emperor was more than six hundred years ago."
"At that time, Haotian had come to find me. Merely, I was at the Peach Blossom Mountain and did not see him."
Jia Luo seemed to be speaking casually.
However, Ling Tian frowned, "Did Haotian come over six hundred years ago?"
"That's right!"
Ling Tian took a deep breath. Judging from the time, the reason Haotian came to find Jia Luo was to go to the tomb of the Qing Xiao Emperor.
"How is Shen Nu's combat power?"
Ling Tian changed the topic. He was not sure if Jia Luo knew about the matter of Qing Xiao the Great Emperor.
It was better not to say it.
"It's not bad, Martial Emperor's cultivation is the weakest among the Four Great Martial Emperor s. Six hundred years ago, we fought to a standstill, I wonder how it is right now."
Jia Luo dragged that Magic Treasure Ghost Tower as he said indifferently.
"Is he equal to you, or is he the weakest of the Four Great Martial Emperor s?"
But Ling Tian raised an eyebrow, "Why didn't you say it before? If we want to go to the Yellow Springs, wouldn't we have to go through three trials? "
"Perhaps, this is the true reason why you want me to cooperate with you!?" Using me as a gun? "
"Otherwise? I gave you the information you wanted, and then, you accompanied me to view the scenery? "
"Or do you regret it and want to quit?"
Jia Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Tian.
"There's no need to leave, but the combat power of the Four Great Martial Emperor s are extraordinary, you get extra stakes!"
"Humph, stop doing this, I'm the one playing with the rest of it. Anyway, without me, you won't be able to save Lu Li's Abba and your avatar. At least, until before the River Styx, we are still on the same boat!" Ciaran snorted coldly.
"I might not be able to deal with you."
Ling Tian curled his lips.
Playing with it, he really wasn't a match for these Old Monster beings.
"Then we'll be full of crap. Go down, this is the official declaration of war between me, Jia Luo, and these bastards!"
"Let's start with this' tea cup '!"
"Humph!"
The Martial Emperor tore apart the endless storm in the sky and descended in front of the Peach Blossom Mountain.
"Ghost Clan, the Hell's Horn has risen!"
With a delicate shout from Jia Luo, a million ghost soldiers appeared under the blue skies. Hundreds of gigantic hell horns were raised high into the air.
This horn sound was extremely terrifying. Even Lu Kui and the rest felt a sense of pressure in their hearts.
The pressure that the Martial Emperor had personally led was not something that any major power could withstand, unless it was the combat power of the Martial Emperor.
Indeed, when the Hell's Horn sounded out, it seemed to ignite the berserk ghost aura in this area.
Countless evil spirits poured out from the surroundings of the mountain, like a pitch-black tide.
At the same time, a sinister and terrifying ghostly figure appeared on top of the mountain. It was at least 50,000 feet tall, and the aura of the Martial Emperor engulfed the entire area.
"Jia Luo!?"
"You brought the Ghost Clan army and offended my Peach Blossom Mountain, have you gone mad!?"
"You, the Ghost Clan, want to be removed from this hell!?"
The mountainous ghost figure opened his mouth and countless evil spirits followed it, suppressing the hell horn sound within the army.
Just the number of wraiths gathered around the mountain was enough to rival the large Ghost Clan army.
"Haha, removed!? You speak quite highly of me, do you really think that I, Jia Zhuo, am afraid of you!? "This time, I, Jia Luo, want to completely exterminate all of you from hell itself!"
"You are all the trash from hell. You should have left long ago!"
Jia Luo sneered. Without further ado, he descended before the Ghost King's army, holding the treasure tower high in his hands.
"Jia Luo of Hell, Ghost Weeping!"
As Jia Luo's voice fell, everyone suddenly heard waves of ghostly wailing coming from beneath the sky.
The voice was like crying, everywhere.
It was as if it could affect the souls of people, causing Qin Mingyue and the rest's expressions to change greatly.
But at this moment, Jia Luo's figure had disappeared, and replacing it was the sky covering ghost image that had appeared before the great army.
This ghostly shadow was more than fifty thousand meters long, its entire body pale white, its appearance hideous and terrifying, as if it had crawled out a supreme evil ghost from the depths of its Netherworld.
"This, this is the real body of Jia Luo? So terrifying!"
Qin Mingyue couldn't help but take a few steps back as he watched Jia Luo's ghostly figure cry under the sky.
At this moment, Jia Luo's aura was rising bit by bit, and he was actually faintly stronger than that divine tea!
"Six hundred years, and you've cultivated Ghost Weeping!?"
Indeed, that person's expression drastically changed as he looked at Jia Luo crying under the sky.