Somewhere on the Netherworld, a dark green wind flew towards the outer areas.

The figure in this strange wind was a demonic young man in a dark green robe, his face was handsome and pale, it was not the original fog ghost king.

For some reason, this ghost king temporarily left the territory for a while, and is on his way back at the moment.

It's unlikely, but he always has the weird idea that once I leave the territory, my territory will be in chaos.

After all, someone caused too much harm to him back then, and when he left the territory, he always felt that something would happen, and he had a shadow in his heart.

Thinking of this, the Fog Ghost King thought of the Terran monk back then, the person who escaped with his life in the Jindan period.

"If that kid dares to appear, this king must let him experience the taste of life is worse than death!" he thought viciously in his mind.

Even every moment, he was thinking about how to torture the other party and make the other party regret what he had done.

So much so that after so many years, the cultivation of the Fog Ghost King has always advanced in the early stage of the Ghost King, and he has been standing still for so many years.

However, the ghost thing has lost the shackles of the physical body, and has gotten rid of the six reincarnations, and there is no restriction on longevity for a long time, and it is just a few decades at the snap of a finger.

After flying for several hours, the Fog Ghost King finally reached his territory and flew towards his palace.

Speaking of the new palace, the Ghost King's face began to turn hideous again, obviously remembering the events of the past again.

It took him nearly 10,000 years to build such a magnificent palace, but because he had been away for so long, he was actually destroyed by a Jindan monk.

Thousands of years of hard work were ruined in one fell swoop, and he let the initiator go.

Because of this incident, he became a laughing stock in the entire Netherworld, and even those ghost kings who had a discordant relationship used this time to mock him every time they met.

"If that kid dares to appear, this king must be!

When he said "certainly", his face even showed unforgettable resentment and hatred.

However, when he flew into the territory, he saw that the entire territory was quiet, without the slightest movement, and even his own men were nowhere to be seen.

"Where are these wastes going to absorb the ghost qi!" the Fog Ghost King complained casually.

At that time, his subordinates were slaughtered, and he had no choice but to recruit some lonely souls and wild ghosts as his subordinates, and finally used secret methods to forcibly improve their cultivation, so that they could reach the realm of ghosts and handsomes.

Therefore, in order to perform the secret method, he had no choice but to reach some kind of deal with the Terrans of Black Jade Island, allowing them to provide living people for his subordinates to cultivate.

But just as he was angry, the palace that was supposed to be closed suddenly opened, and out of it came a figure that made him somewhat familiar.

"Ahem, fog ghost king Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come to harm!" a joking voice came.

In order to let the other party see him, Lei Luo even pretended to cough a few times to attract attention.

Sure enough, the Fog Ghost King saw the person at the first time, but it was not the human race he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood!

Because he was so excited to see the person coming, that this ghost king didn't even use his divine sense to look at the other party's cultivation, so he suddenly attacked.

"Terran boy, this king wants you to regret being born in this world!" a resentful voice sounded.

A pitch-black ghost claw grabbed at the person in front of him, and the ghost claw was gloomy, accompanied by a ghost crying wolf howl.

A hint of boredom flashed in Lei Luo's eyes, after so many years, the Fog Ghost King's magical powers were still at that level, and there was not much change.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest, his body did not move, and the evil qi around his body surged, and a blood-colored tiger of more than twenty zhang in size condensed above his head.

A blood-colored tiger claw slapped lightly, and the pitch-black ghost claw that had made itself suffer a big loss back then was easily scattered by the tiger claw.

"How could it be!" The Fog Ghost King was startled, and then as if he had reacted, he hurriedly swept at the person in front of him with his divine sense, but after seeing the other party's cultivation, he exclaimed loudly: "Yuan Baby, Yuan Infant Middle Stage!"

When he learned that the cultivation of the person in front of him was in the middle of the Yuan Infant, his mood at the moment was like a splash of water in an oil pot and thunder on dry land.

"Run!" was his first reaction.

Just kidding, back then, the other party Jin Dan was able to make himself suffer in the later stage, but now the other party is higher than his own cultivation, and continuing to fight is not looking for death.

"Whew-" A tiger roar rang out in the sky.

Just as the Fog Ghost King was about to escape, his form was dulled for a moment under this tiger roar.

When the tiger's roar stopped, his formless body was grabbed by a huge beast's claw, and countless evil qi surged above the tiger's claw, forming blood-colored pythons again.

The pythons broke away from the tiger's claws, and all of them wrapped around the body of the Misty Ghost King, binding them in mid-air, and spitting snake hyacinths at him.

The tiger's claws were released, but the python still existed, and no matter how much the body of the Fog Ghost King surged and changed, it couldn't break free from the confinement of these blood-colored pythons.

It seems that Daoyou is still a little obsessed with what happened back then!" a joke sounded.

Lei Luo slapped his palms lightly, and a hissing sound like a poisonous snake sounded, and the blood-colored pythons wrapped around the body of the Fog Ghost King all opened their mouths and bit at him.

"Ahh

A scream rang out, and the sound was filled with endless pain.

The Fog Ghost King only understood what it meant to be alive rather than dead, although he had already died once back then, but his death back then was definitely not as painful as it is now.

It was like having flesh and blood in my own right, but I had been pulled out of my body piece by piece with pliers.

And every time the wound is pulled out, it is about the size of a fingernail, although the degree of injury is small, but the pain is definitely not weak.

After about ten breaths, the aura of the Fog Ghost King weakened a little, and there was no longer the ferocious aura just now, and some only had a panicked and uneasy complexion.

Fortunately, he is a demon body, he will not bleed, and the body that was devoured just now can be recovered immediately, but the lost vitality cannot be made up for in a short time.

"What the hell are you grabbing me, for!" said the Fog Ghost King, breathing.

He looked like he was about to die, but otherwise, the ghost didn't have to breathe, he was just scared.

Because the person in front of him has the ability to kill himself, but he did not do so, what is the purpose of it?

"It seems that you have enlightened and know that I have a question to ask if I keep you," Lei Luo smiled faintly, and then suddenly said: "Since this is the case, then I will not beat around the bush, who is your Venerable of Netherworld Island, and where can I find him?"

As soon as these words came out, the Fog Ghost King's complexion changed, his eyes were full of incredulity, and even the appearance of his dying just now quickly converged, as if he had heard some earth-shattering thunderbolt.

"How do you know the news of His Holiness, and you still have to look for him, aren't you afraid of death!" he roared with an unkind expression.

"It seems that you still don't understand your situation!" Lei Luo shook his head and said coldly.

Another scream rang out, and the body of the Fog Ghost King was bitten by the blood-colored python, and his face showed a hideous and painful color, as if he had been greatly tortured.

Another quarter of an hour passed, his breath was really close to dying, and his body began to blur, and only about half of the yin power in his body was left.

"Fellow Daoist can think clearly, the power of this python's imprisonment and biting is not comfortable, I believe you shouldn't be able to last long, right?"

The Fog Ghost King's complexion began to become cloudy, with both fear and panic, as well as resentment and fear for the person in front of him.

"Since you are going to find death, then I am not afraid to tell you that His Holiness is in the holy place of our Netherworld Island, and the holy place is in the ......"

The Fog Ghost King finally recruited it, and it should be said that he felt that once the person in front of him went to find the Venerable, he would definitely die, so he told the news under coercion and inducement.

In the very center of the Netherworld Island is the sacred place of the ghost kings, and the Venerable will hardly leave there, so if you go to that place, you will definitely find the Venerable.

However, although the location remains the same, if you want to go there, you will have to pass through the territory of several ghost kings along the way, and many of these ghost kings are some powerful people, but they are not early ghost kings like him.

"Oh, I don't know what the powerful ghost kings are on the Netherworld Island, Lei is going to visit one or two next!" Lei Luo suddenly asked.

A hint of resentment flashed in the eyes of the Fog Ghost King, but he still said some names, and the location of these people's palaces and so on.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Lei Mou's words to ask are finished," Lei Luo looked calm, and then said indifferently: "Next, please ask Daoyou to rest in peace!"

The blood-colored python wrapped around the body of the Fog Ghost King opened its mouth, and all of them bit towards this ghost.

In a series of terrible howls, the Fog Ghost King finally ended his sinful life and was completely erased from this world.

After seeing that the ghost king who almost forced himself to death back then was now powerless in front of him, Lei Luo was still a little incredible.

However, he smacked his tongue and put the matter behind him, and after glancing around, he looked at the White Bone Palace below, and an inexplicable smile flashed in his eyes.

After a few breaths, the White Bone Palace collapsed, and this Ghost King's territory became a huge pit and ruins again.

He was used to it back then, and this time he did it again, causing him to pass through any magnificent buildings all the way now, especially the enemy's cave, he couldn't help but want to destroy it.

"Okay, according to what the Fog Ghost King explained, that Venerable is a late Yuan Infant cultivator, and his strength is extremely strong, it seems that it will be another tough battle!" Lei Luo said without fear.

However, he didn't immediately confirm that he was heading towards the center of the Netherworld, but shifted a slight angle and went to the territory of the nearest ghost king first.

Netherworld, in the center.

It is a large square pit, and the square around the pit is as neat as a knife cut.

There is no so-called palace in this big pit, and there are no ghosts, ghosts will patrol, only an altar the size of a hundred zhang stands in the center of this place.

On top of this altar, a figure dressed in black clothes stood, and in front of the figure was a high platform on which dozens of oil lamps were placed.

The oil lamps were not ordinary flames, but pale green flames.

Just as the Fog Ghost King and the Sickle Ghost King fell, two oil lamps were extinguished in this place, and the figure in the altar just stood silently, even if the oil lamp was extinguished, it did not move.

"Hmph, those two boys probably fought to lose both, maybe both of them fell, but it's okay, two black sheep!"

After a long time, the figure faintly came out with such a sentence, as if he knew that these two people would fall.