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The Thunder God's Hammer was currently the most powerful single target technique that Fang Ling could use. At the same time, it was also the technique that restrained ghosts. Although Fang Ling had just condensed the Thunder God's Hammer not too long ago, the lightning tribulation, which had broken through to a hundred divine abilities, had tempered the Thunder God's Hammer and allowed it to cast a light purple lightning bolt.

The light purple lightning was actually the most masculine and tyrannical, and the Spirit King didn't care. With a flash, it entered the body of the Spirit King, and instantly, the Spirit King let out a miserable scream. Its entire body was releasing a stinky smoke, and it seemed like half of its body was burnt.

Boom! *

At that time, he had a disagreement with the Ghost King, who insisted on staying in the Southwest region. The Ghost King, on the other hand, was next to a map that he didn't know if it was real or fake, floating far away from the ocean according to the map.

At this moment, when he felt his entire body being devoured by lightning and his meridians being broken, he could not help but explode with a single thought.

A golden pellet immediately flew out from the flesh and blood that filled the sky. A vicious face of the Spirit King appeared on the pellet as it roared at Fang Ling, "Bastard!" "Stinky brat, today you destroyed my body, so when you come to Japan, I will capture you and suppress you. I will extract your soul and refine your body, and your family will all die!"

In the midst of the roar, an Evil God Altar rushed out of the flesh and released an evil aura that wrapped around the golden core. The Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the others were all about to fly off into the distance.

Looking at this scene, the corner of Fang Ling's mouth curled into a cold smile. Like the Spirit King, who had a deep hatred for him, how could Fang Ling let him live? He had already thought of a plan.

With a thought, the Soul Devouring Array hidden in his soul instantly revolved. At the same time, the True Essence Cauldron in his right hand slightly rotated, and Fang Ling coldly smiled, looking at the Spirit King and said: "Hehe ?" Ghost King, do you still want to escape? I am quite curious about who exactly is behind you, to actually be able to obtain one of the Evil God's altars. "

As he said that, he suddenly felt a suction force acting on the Ghost King's golden core, causing his soul to tremble. A look of fear suddenly appeared on the Ghost King's face, but just as he wanted to shout out loud, his vision went black.

A terrifying soul shadow suddenly emerged from the Ghost King's aurous core. It was the soul that the Ghost King had fused with the aurous core.

The Spirit King's soul entered Fang Ling's head in a flash and was shattered into pieces of unconscious soul fragments by the Soul Devouring Array. These fragments merged into Fang Ling's soul, and the scenes of the Ghost King's life flashed before Fang Ling's eyes.

In a small ordinary mountain village, there were two children who were about the same age and lived a carefree life without worries. One day, a Wry Face Cultivator appeared and slaughtered the entire mountain village, leaving behind only two ten-year-old children.

These two children were taken away by the Wry Face Cultivator and used as ghost slaves to feed the ghost and evil spirits of the Wry Face Cultivator.

One day, two grown children suddenly found a decayed corpse in an old mine cave. They even obtained two wonderful spells, the Art of Dissolving Soul-Snatching and the Art of Spirit Plunder.

The two youths were wild with joy as they followed the instructions written on it to cultivate. After that, the two of them had learned their lesson and killed the cultivator in the True Origin Stage, who was just in the True Origin Stage. They even established the Ghost King Palace to continuously raise their cultivation.

Of the two, one was the Ghost King and the other was the Ghost King.

"..."

The scene kept changing, and suddenly, Ling's expression abruptly changed, becoming extremely angry and unsightly. Immediately after, Fang Ling was slightly startled, and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer.

Because in the Ghost King's memories, there was actually information regarding Fang Tianlei and Xiao Li's younger sister.

Previously, when Fang Ling was in Spiritual Master Hao Yun's cave, he was suspicious of Fang Tian Bao's life. But now, he was finally verified. At the same time, he understood why the fake person had given him that strange smile.

It turned out that Fang Tianlei had not died, but had instead been captured by the Ghost King Hall. Including Xiao Li's sister, there were a total of forty-nine youths with decent aptitudes. They were trapped in a three-thousand-year old tomb by the Spirit King and were continuously being eroded by the corpse Qi. To become a machine that only knew how to kill, without the slightest pain or emotion!

"Damn the Ghost King Hall! I never thought that Ghost King Hall would interfere in the Fang family's matter. Originally, I had six decent talents, but they assassinated three people from the Ghost King Hall and even took one of them to refine him into a puppet! "

He opened his eyes and extended his hand to grab the Evil God Altar. The Ghost King's Aurous Core was absorbed into the True Essence Cauldron, but he was not in a hurry to deal with it.

"Wang Mang, this young master will help you recover first."

Fang Ling looked at Wang Mang, who was gradually fading away. With a raise of his hand, Wood King's Qi continued to surge out, rushing into the war general's simulacrum. Immediately after, Fang Ling shouted in a low voice, "Amnesty!"

Wang Mang's illusory body instantly recovered, and it even seemed to solidify a little. Then with a low shout from Fang Ling, he shot out towards Zhong Yunshan. In the blink of an eye, he entered the valley, turning into rays of green light that entered everyone's bodies.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, a layer of jade-green luster appeared on the bodies of the five thousand soldiers and even Wang Mang. However, it was precisely the effect of the Wood Emperor's Qi that was continuously used to heal everyone's injuries. In merely fifteen minutes, the five thousand soldiers all stood up abruptly.

Wisps of spirit smoke rose into the air.

"This!" "What's going on?" This scene caused You Fei and the others who were anxiously waiting to witness this scene to be dumbstruck. Just as these few people were perplexed over what was going on, they saw Wang Mang suddenly stand up as a burst of True Yuan aura erupted from him.

"Hahaha ?" The Young Lord is truly an Immortal, killing the Spirit King will help us all break through a layer of cultivation. I thought I would completely become a cripple! "

Wang Mang laughed loudly. Respect and adoration appeared in his eyes as he bowed towards the direction of the Nine-edged Manor.

Wang Mang's words caused the bodies of You Fei and the others to tremble. Joy appeared on their faces as they questioned Wang Mang about the situation at the Nine-edged Manor.

All of the small trees formed by the Wood Emperor's Qi had already dimmed down to the point where they seemed to be on the verge of collapsing. However, Fang Ling did not regret using a large amount of Wood Emperor's Qi to save Wang Mang and the five thousand soldiers.

Fang Ling's character was always like this. If he was an enemy, he would use any means necessary to kill him. Even if he was a friend, he would never be stingy.

"Swish ?"

Although the sacred art in the aura of the Wood Emperor was unstable, Fang Ling was only able to temporarily suppress it. His body moved as he flew towards Fang Xiaoru and the others, who had expressions of joy on their faces.