Wang Yue didn't want to waste any more time, his originally lazy gaze instantly turned cold, and he grabbed the right palm of the fat ghost king and violently exerted force.

Suddenly, the flames covering Wang Yue's palm became irritable, and in an instant, a fire head more than one meter high burst out, and in the blink of an eye, it spread to the fat ghost king's body.

In addition, the little blue flames that were originally hidden in the crimson flames also skyrocketed, which had the meaning of competing with the outer crimson flames.

Anyone can see that the weird and demonic Qingyan must be extraordinary, even Xia Wei, who has Wang Yue's protection, still feels a palpitation at this moment, although there is no strong discomfort at the beginning, but this feeling of palpitations still makes her subconsciously grasp Wang Yue's hand tighter, it seems that Wang Yue is going to move seriously.

And at this moment, the appearance of the fat ghost king was extremely miserable, the entire fat body was wrapped in blue and red flames, and the whole person was like a huge fireball held up by Wang Yue with one hand, burning in mid-air.

Listening to the heart-rending howls of the Fat Ghost King, Wang Lao Wu and Han Song and the other four Ghost Kings all had expressions of disbelief, but they didn't expect the Fat Ghost King to fail to run away in the end.

For a while, the four ghost kings had a feeling of sadness in their hearts, and the old opponents who had been intriguing for hundreds of years were really going to die in front of them today.

Although they were sad, it didn't mean that they would come forward to rescue the fat ghost king, under Wang Yue's terrifying means, except for Han Song, who could still show some calmness, where did the other three still have the courage to challenge Wang Yue.

The taste of being haunted by the Heavenly Fire Dragon Flame is not pleasant, especially for ghosts, it is even more indescribable torture.

Because the Heavenly Fire Dragon Flame is directly burning the soul of the fat ghost king, compared to the physical body, the soul is relatively fragile and much more flexible, and the pain will be magnified many times, but it will not be burned to ashes in an instant like the physical body, but it will be tormented under the pain and torture for a long time, and it will dissipate little by little, and the deeper the ghost cultivation, the greater the pain will be.

The fat ghost king is also a hard bone, even if he is in pain from being burned by the heavenly fire dragon flame, he didn't say a soft word begging for mercy, but instead cursed Wang Yue with vicious words while screaming.

Wang Yue turned a deaf ear to the fat ghost king's abuse, and at this time, the fat ghost king's right fist had already been burned into ashes, and Wang Yue's right hand was suddenly clenched into a fist.

The next moment, the fat ghost king, who was originally like a huge fireball, began to be quickly kneaded smaller and smaller like a dough held by an invisible big hand, and during this time, bursts of piercing ghost crying wolf howls emanated from the fireball.

Obviously, those voices were the souls that the Fat Ghost King had devoured, but because he didn't know how to refine, these souls had always remained in his body.

Now that the Fat Ghost King has been defeated by Wang Yue, the remnants of the souls that were devoured by him have been released, and they have begun to cry and complain about their grievances.

And the loudest among them is, of course, the fat ghost king, and the torture he endured is the greatest.

It's just that the fat ghost king has never begged for mercy from beginning to end, and has always shown the image of a tough guy.

In just a few seconds, the originally huge fireball had shrunk to the size of half a baby's fist, suspended in mid-air.

"Why don't you hurry up and come over to me!"

Wang Yue snorted lightly, spread out his palm and stretched out into the air, and the small fireball that was still burning gradually fell into his palm, and when it settled, the flame had already been extinguished.

Looking at the translucent black light cluster in his hand, Wang Yue chuckled, casually handed it to Xia Wei beside him, and said casually: "Swallow it, this is that fat guy's body yin qi, it is very beneficial to you, after swallowing it, immediately run the Seven Kills Technique Refining." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Wang Yue's words, Xia Wei didn't react for a while, and looked at Wang Yue at a loss, her red lips were wide open, and she looked cute.

Wang Yue didn't talk nonsense much, turned his palm over, and directly stuffed the yin qi mass in his hand into Xia Wei's open mouth, and then gently picked up his palm, Xia Wei's mouth immediately closed.

With a muffled sound of "coo", Xia Wei involuntarily swallowed the yin qi, and it was only then that she realized what a precious thing Wang Yue had given herself.

The ontological yin qi of ghost cultivation is not the same as ordinary yin qi, it is the wealth accumulated by ghost cultivators over time, it is the purest yin qi between heaven and earth, and it is a supreme great supplement for ghost cultivation.

Although Xia Wei's cultivation time is still short, under Yin Lin's popular science, this basic common sense is still known.

Not only that, Xia Wei also knew that the ontological yin qi of ghost cultivation was not only a great supplement for ghost cultivation, but also a rare good thing for other monks.

Even Yin Qi is the purest product of heaven and earth, and cultivators naturally have a way to turn it into their own use.

And now that Wang Yue has actually given such a precious thing to herself, Xia Wei suddenly had an urge to cry, since she died, what she felt has always been cold, only Wang Yue brought her warmth.

Just when Xia Wei wanted to cry, Wang Yue said in a big way: "If you want to cry, just get out of the way and cry, a little favor is like this, what's the use." ”

Hearing this, the look of emotion on Xia Wei's face instantly retracted, and she snorted angrily, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and began to refine the pure yin qi that she swallowed in a depressed mood.

And after seeing this scene, the other ghost kings were frightened, and although the fat ghost king was not the strongest among them, it was almost the same.

But this is only a lot of effort, the fat ghost king was directly refined into a yin qi mass by Wang Yue, and it was also stuffed into the mouth of that inconspicuous little girl.

Through the fluctuations of the surrounding yin qi, Wang Lao Wu and the others clearly knew that the fat ghost king was not able to escape, and was really burned by the kid in front of him.

It was also at this time that they realized that Wang Yue's terrible was not something they could resist at all.

Sensing that Wang Yue's gaze was directed at him and the others, Wang Lao Wu and the three of them were suddenly startled, and they all took a step back, swallowed their saliva vigorously, and looked at Wang Yue vigilantly, for fear that Wang Yue would directly do something to one of them if they didn't agree.

"Now, it's your turn."

Wang Yue raised his hand to the other four ghost kings, and said with a calm face, just like the king of Hades was ticking the name of the little ghost, completely ignoring these ghost kings, with an attitude that he could take their lives at any time.