1464: C1464 capture threat

C1464 capture threat

Shrine of the Dead.

A frightening evil aura enveloped every corner.

In the middle of the roiling evil aura, a tall, dark figure that was as tall as a mountain walked over step by step.

Under normal circumstances, Shrine of the Dead would not dare to offend him.

Therefore, when the King of the Nine Nether appeared, the two Death Protector s were so frightened that their faces turned white. They immediately kneeled on the ground to show their respect.

"Where is he?"

King of the Nine Nether glanced at the two and spoke in a low voice.

"People? "You mean that kid?"

Both of them were startled.

"He broke into the door of the nose, we can't stop him."

Hearing that, a layer of frost appeared on King of the Nine Nether's shrivelled face, looking extremely displeased.

"Two pieces of trash, you can't even do something this small."

The King of the Nine Nether shouted coldly.

"Lord King of the Nine Nether, have mercy! Lord King of the Nine Nether, have mercy!"

Both of them were trembling in fear as they desperately kowtowed on the ground.

Although the King of the Nine Nether was not someone from the Shrine of the Dead, if he wanted to kill someone, the Death God couldn't do anything to him.

"Chi …"

At this moment, the azure-eyed Black Scaled Snake in King of the Nine Nether's chest suddenly raised its head, spitting out a scarlet tongue.

"What is it? Are you interested in them? "

King of the Nine Nether stroked the little snake's head, revealing a doting smile.

"Sizzle sizzle."

The Blue Eyed Black Scaled Snake nodded, obviously very excited.

"Since you like it, I'll reward it to you."

King of the Nine Nether laughed out loud.

"No …" "No …"

Death Protector raised his head and looked at the Black Scaled Snake, his face turning green.

This little snake was the King of the Nine Nether's pet, it relied on devouring souls to survive.

Although the cultivation was not too strong, his soul was still extremely pure.

In the eyes of this Jade-Eyed Black Scaled Snake, it was quite a delicious delicacy.

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

In a split-second, this Black Scaled Snake shot out and fiercely bit one of the Protectors on the neck.

"Ah …"

Miserable screams of pain spread throughout the entire Shrine of the Dead.

However, this scream did not last long before it gradually disappeared.

The spirit that was bitten was sucked dry, finally it turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared with the wind.

"Help, help me …"

The other protector ran.

However, before he could get far, he was bitten from the back by the Black Scaled Snake.

In the blink of an eye, the two protectors became the little snake's food.

"Little fellow, your appetite is getting bigger and bigger, but this King likes it. Hahaha …"

Touching the little snake's head, King of the Nine Nether was extremely happy.

It was obvious that he doted on this little snake.

"In this Avicinaraka, only my King of the Nine Nether has ever asked for anything from others. There has never been anyone who has asked for anything from my King of the Nine Nether."

"Xiao Hei, now that someone has destroyed my Battle Nation's Mausoleum Garden, what do you think we should do?"

King of the Nine Nether looked at the little snake, and said with a smile that was not a smile.

The little snake raised its head. Its pair of green eyes flickered with a cold light. It opened its mouth, revealing a pair of dense fangs; it was extremely malevolent.

"I also think so. If anyone dares to have any ideas about us, we will definitely make them pay."

"A guy from the first rank hell actually dares to provoke me. Interesting, indeed interesting, hahaha …"

King of the Nine Nether laughed excitedly, then stepped into the door of the nose s.

Ghost Realm.

Eastern Ghost King Manor.

"Xie Jian, Xie Jian..."

The red lotus let out a heart-wrenching roar.

Master Xie Jian laid in her arms, and lost his last breath.

His soul gradually dispersed like quicksand. No matter how the red lotus struggled, it would eventually disperse completely.

"Sir Xie Jian, a legendary swordsman of his generation, died just like that?"

"I can't believe it, the Thousand Eyes and Thousand Hands Flag is too terrifying, even Sir Xie Jian was unable to stop it."

Many people were scared silly, and they did not come back to their senses for a long time.

After all, Young Master Xie Jian was a legend of his generation, and one of the most outstanding expert.

In many people's eyes, Sir Xie Jian was an undefeatable miracle.

From his debut until now, he had never lost to anyone.

Today was his first and only loss.

At this moment, the person with the most mental pain was none other than Red Lotus.

She had waited for five thousand years, and had finally reunited with Sir Xie Jian. However, it had only been a few days, and that was when Heaven and Earth would be separated forever.

As they saw Hong Lian kneel to the ground with an expression of grief greater than death, many people felt sympathy for her and even some sympathy for her.

"Xie Jian is dead. Now it's your turn, Red Lotus."

The White Bone Ghost Monarch sneered.

His eyes were sinister and devilish. There was not the slightest bit of pity in them. Instead, there was only viciousness and a bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

Because the Xie Jian Red Lotus was someone that was related to Qin Feng.

As long as it was someone close to Qin Feng, he hated them to the bone.

"Hong Lian, if you are willing to tell me where Qin Feng is, and his purpose for going to Avicinaraka, I can spare your life."

The White Bone Ghost Monarch said.

"Hehe …" Spare me and not die? "

The red lotus slowly rose to its feet. Those beautiful eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, devoid of any emotion.

"I only beg of you to grant me death."

She looked coldly at White Bone Ghost Monarch, her lips curling into a mocking smile.

"You …"

White Bone Ghost Monarch clenched his teeth.

"It seems like the Red Lotus' heart is already dead. Now, she doesn't even have the slightest bit of desire to live. This isn't too easy to deal with."

The High Priest said in a low voice.

"His heart died? Hmph, I want to see whether her heart is truly dead, or just faking it. "

White Bone Ghost Monarch squinted, no one knew what kind of sinister plot emerged.

"What do you mean?"

High Priest did not understand.

"Bring him here."

The White Bone Ghost Monarch did not explain and suddenly issued an order.

Before long, two ghost pawn s brought one of them to the great hall.

This teenager was very similar to Young Master Xie Jian, so he must be his son.

Upon seeing this teenager, a ripple finally appeared in the red lotus's lifeless eyes.

"Red Lotus, do you still remember this kid?"

White Bone Ghost Monarch snickered.0

"He is …"

Hong Lian opened her eyes wide, not daring to confirm the identity of the teenager.

After she gave birth, she immediately went to Avicinaraka and never saw her son after he had grown up.

"It seems that you don't have a good memory. Then I'll help you recall it."

The White Bone Ghost Monarch sneered. With a grab of his big hand, he caught him.

He tore open teenager's robe, revealing a lotus shaped birthmark on his chest.

Upon seeing the birthmark, the red lotus instantly collapsed.

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