MTL - Valkyrie Domination

As soon as the tomb owner of the Death God came to the Ghost King Hall, he yelled coldly, and his powerful consciousness swept across the entire Ghost King Hall without any hesitation.

Rumble!

How terrifying is the consciousness of the tomb owner of the **** of death? It can be called a vast ocean, and just swept out, it instantly enveloped the entire Ghost King Palace, making it difficult for countless strong people in the Ghost King Palace to breathe, as if they were about to suffocate.

The powerhouse of triple detachment is unrivaled in power, and if he does not reach this level, he is completely powerless to fight.

At this time, in the void in the distance.

"It's the Lord of Death's Tomb."

"He descended to the Ghost King Palace in this way to search for the Forest Ghost King. Could it be that the Forest Ghost King is not dead yet?"

"It should be that he is not dead, otherwise, the Lord of the Death God's tomb would not have said what he said earlier."

"I just don't know if the Forest Ghost King is in the Ghost King Palace. If he is, I'm afraid there will be a great war."

In the void in the distance.

A series of terrifying divine thoughts suddenly rose up, and several powerful auras that were not inferior to the tomb owner of the death **** began to communicate in an instant.

These are the Lords of the Forbidden City who came to the Ghost King Palace from the abandoned city and various restricted areas after hearing the news.

It's just that without knowing the situation clearly, they were just lurking here and didn't come directly, but they just happened to see the scene in front of them.

Ghost King Palace.

The tomb master of Death God's face was gloomy, and his consciousness swept all directions.

Rumble!

The powerful spiritual consciousness penetrates into any void, not letting go of even a stone, a tree, or a tiny bit.

previously.

After the death tomb owner left Ghost Crying Ridge, he followed the breath of space to track the existence of the Forest Ghost King immediately.

The owner of the tomb of the **** of death believed that with his ability and ability, there would be no problem at all if he wanted to find the seriously injured Forest Ghost King.

But in the end, the tomb owner of the death **** was completely disappointed. He flew over many places and carefully checked any space in the void, even if there were abnormal spatial fluctuations, he still completely lost the trace of the ghost king of the forest ghost.

How could this make the Tomb Master of the Death God not angry?

He lost a doppelgänger, his generals fell, and after going through such a big battle, he even suffered a lot of trauma under the source crystal of the Dead Sea, but in the end he got nothing, how could he accept it?

Of course, the dead sea water is what the owner of the tomb of the **** of death cares most about.

Such a treasure is related to the next trip to the forbidden area of ​​the Dead Sea, and he must obtain it.

Therefore, after searching for the Senming Ghost King to no avail, he came to the Ghost King Palace immediately.

According to his guess, the probability of the severely injured Sen Ming Ghost King appearing in the Ghost King Palace should be about 30%, but it is only 30%.

After all, if the Forest Underworld Ghost King hides in the Ghost King Palace under serious injury, he can only become a target.

It can only be regarded as a desperation choice.

Now that it came, he was really disappointed.

His divine sense swept across any inch of soil in the ghost king's hall, but he couldn't find any trace of the ghost king of the forest underworld.

The Forest Ghost King seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

"Where did the Forest Ghost King hide?"

The Lord of the Death God's tomb had gloomy eyes, and when he looked around, a hint of ferocity suddenly flashed across his eyes.

A terrifying aura instantly swept out of him, and suddenly suppressed him.

boom! In an instant, the entire Ghost King Hall shook violently, countless rocks collapsed, and many mountains and forests were directly annihilated. Such a terrifying atmosphere suppressed, causing countless ordinary people in the Ghost King Hall to let out mournful roars.

Fear directly shattered, burst into blood mist.

It was simply a massacre.

Wisps of life breath rose up, and were instantly absorbed into the hands of the tomb owner of the death god.

in the void.

Ming'an's body suppressed by this force creaked, his eyes were instantly bloodshot, and his expression was filled with shock and anger. "Lord of the Tomb of the Death God, my father has not returned yet. If the Lord of the Tomb of the Death God wants to find my father, he can wait for him to return, but it seems not very good to destroy the formation of my Ghost King Hall and kill many people in my Ghost King Hall. Right? My Ghost King Palace, okay

Evil is also one of the restricted areas of the Abandoned Land, please stop, Lord Death Tomb Master. "

Ming'e suppressed his fear and said tremblingly.

The owner of the tomb of the **** of death came to his ghost king's hall so arrogantly, and killed countless strong people in his ghost's king's hall with his hands.

If this goes on like this, even with his cultivation base, he will be unable to escape death in the end.

"not too good?"

The master of the tomb of the **** of death glanced at Ming'an coldly, with a hint of sarcasm drawn at the corner of his mouth.

A person who is detached at the peak of the first level is also worthy of talking to himself?

"You, are you the current host of the Ghost King Palace?" The Death God's Tomb Master stopped in an instant and said indifferently.

A trace of fierce killing intent suddenly descended on Ming'e's body, and his body trembled suddenly, as if half of his foot was on the verge of death.

"Master Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, this junior, Ming'an, is the young master of the Ghost King Palace." Ming'an swallowed, holding back his fear and saying.

"Little Lord?"

The owner of the tomb of the **** of death sneered: "Sen Ming Ghost King is missing, and now there are only two or three big cats and kittens in the Ghost King Hall? Is it worthy of being called a restricted area?"

He glanced around, and his eyes fell on the strongest Gui Kui general in the crowd.

"You should be the strongest person in the Ghost King Palace now?" the tomb owner of the Death God said indifferently.

Stared at by the owner of the tomb of the **** of death, the ghost general Yu Kui suddenly became excited, and hurriedly said: "Xia Kui is the leader of the six ghost generals under the command of Lord Ghost King."

"The six ghost generals?"

The Master of the Tomb of the God of Death has swept through the remaining ghost generals, all of whom are of the second level of transcendence, but in the eyes of a giant like him, the second level of transcendence is undoubtedly just an ant.

He raised his hand.

boom!

The invisible energy surged, and Young Master Ming'e, Ghost General Yu Kui and the others were captured firmly in the void in an instant, their bodies were violently oppressed, cracks appeared everywhere in their bodies, and they were instantly bruised.

This is the power of the eternal order, and it is not something that the Yukui ghost can resist with these double detachments.

"Master Death Tomb Master, please forgive me..."

The Yukui ghost general said in horror.

"Excuse me? Where is the Ghost King of the Underworld? You should have a way to send him a message, right? Send him a message immediately and let him come back, otherwise, I will destroy this Ghost King Hall."

The Lord of Death's Tomb said coldly.

"Lord Lord of the Death God's Tomb, we have already sent the message to the Lord Ghost King, but there is no news from the Lord Ghost King." Many strong people in the Ghost King Hall only felt their physical bodies crumbling little by little, and endless emotions emerged in their hearts. Fear, if things go on like this, within a short while, they will be killed on the spot because they cannot bear the power of order.

Exploded and died.

"There is no news. As the young master of the Ghost King Hall, can it be that you can't contact the Forest Ghost King?"

The tomb master of the **** of death looked at Ming'e, and an invisible force descended.

"ah!"

Ming Ye screamed out in agony, under the power of the tomb master of the death god, his body was shattered bit by bit, and blood spurted out one after another.

"My lord, I can't get in touch with my father, I really can't get in touch."

Mingyi said in horror.

"Then do you know where the Forest Ghost King will be?" The Master of the Death God's Tomb said flatly, but it sounded like a devil's voice to Ming'e and the others.

"My lord, this junior doesn't know." Ming'e tremblingly said.

"have no idea?"

"hehe."

The owner of the tomb of the death **** smiled. He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the crowd below. There, there was a group of enchanting women who were the consorts of the Forest Ghost King.

Abandoned land is a place of imprisonment. As the most supreme existence in this world, the owner of the restricted area has nowhere to go. All he can do in normal times is to have fun.

The Forest Ghost King is one of the best players, and there are no less than a hundred women under his name.

This group of enchanting women are the women of the Forest Ghost King. Among them, there are high and low cultivation bases, but the high ones are only the first level of detachment, so they can't be considered strong.

And in front of this group of women, there is a group of men and women, the breath of life is younger than these enchanting women, and there is a trace of the ghost king in the dark.

"These should all be the children of the Forest Ghost King, right?"

An invisible force brought these people to the tomb owner of the Death God. These people looked terrified and struggled violently.

"Master Death Tomb Master, please let my son go."

Below, among the group of enchanting women, someone screamed in horror.

"Noisy."

The words fell.

boom!

The person who opened his mouth burst open on the spot, instantly turning into a pool of blood, leaving no bones left.

There was silence on the field, and the crowd was terrified, no one dared to speak anymore.

The owner of the death tomb looked indifferently at the group of children of the Forest Ghost King, and said indifferently: "You are all children of the Forest Ghost King, do you know his whereabouts?"

"Master Death Tomb Master, I don't know."

"We really don't know."

The crowd wept bitterly and shouted in fear and trembling.

The sound of crying and shouting was piercing and piercing, like purgatory on earth.

There is no way not to be afraid. In front of a strong man like the master of the tomb of the **** of death, they who were once majestic are really like ants.

On the other side, no matter it was the ghost general Cukui or the young master Ming'e, they didn't dare to move or speak, because they all knew that whoever moved would die in front of the lunatic Master of the Tomb of Death.

"I don't know?" The Tomb Master of the Death God smiled, but that smile fell into the eyes of the Ghost King Hall, like a devil.

The group of children wept in horror and nodded, "I really don't know."

"Since you don't know, what's the use of you?"

The tomb master of Death God snorted coldly, and squeezed his palm lightly.

puff!

Immediately, the body of the leading female ghost prince burst open, and her soul flew away on the spot.

"ah!"

The voice of fear instantly echoed in the Ghost King Palace.

In the void, blood fell drop by drop, staining the ground of the Ghost King Hall red.

"What about you?" The Tomb Master of Death God looked at the others again.

"Forgive me, Lord Death Tomb Master, please forgive me."

"I beg Lord Death Tomb Master, please let me go."

"I really don't know where my father is, please forgive me."

A group of people cried bitterly and said in horror.

"Hehe, if you don't tell his whereabouts today, you will all die."

The words fell.

The palm of the tomb owner of the death **** clenched little by little, and an invisible force in the void instantly enveloped everyone.

"ah!"

The bodies of the people twisted directly and cracked little by little.

puff! puff! puff!

Under the confinement of the Death Lord's power, many children of the Forest Ghost King twisted their bodies and burst open one by one. The screams were like purgatory on earth.

Some of these children are even loved by the ghost king of the forest underworld, and the spirit of the ghost king of the underworld remains in their bodies, but even if they are killed, the spirit of the ghost king of the forest underworld never descends.

"Brother, save... us."

"Master Cukui Ghost General, save us..."

Before this group of people died, they looked at Ming'e and Gui Kui ghost general in horror and despair, but Ming'e lowered his head and didn't look at these half-brothers and sisters.

When the disaster was imminent, they flew separately, and he didn't dare to stand up.

At this time, Ghost General Cukui's expression was ugly, and he couldn't help taking a step forward, saying, "Lord Master of the Tomb of the Death God..."

"Um?"

The owner of the tomb of the **** of death suddenly turned his head, and a terrifying coercion suddenly suppressed the ghost general Yu Kui.

boom!

The breath of death boiled, Gui Kui didn't finish his words, he just spewed out a mouthful of blood, his body split open on the spot, and countless blood splashed out from his whole body, almost shattered directly.

His usually powerful peak omnipotent divine power was completely unable to resist the power of the tomb owner of the death **** at all at this time, and he looked up at the tomb owner of the death **** in horror.

"Here, do you have a share to speak?"

The tomb owner of Death God gave him a cold look: "Don't worry, it will be your turn, don't worry."

How can the owner of the death tomb be reconciled if he doesn't find the ghost king of the underworld? Even if the ghost king hall is destroyed, it will not hesitate.

Ghost General Cuo Kui trembled all over, feeling hopeless, he didn't dare to move an inch.

The owner of the tomb of the death **** turned his head to look at the relatives of the forest ghost king, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the ghost king you most admire has given up on you and left you to die without any news."

His eyes were indifferent, and finally, his eyes fell on Ming Ye.

"I don't know, if he kills his most beloved son, will the Ghost King of the Underworld appear?"

Ming Ye was shocked.

A terrifying breath of death enveloped him in an instant.

"No!"

"Lord Lord of the Death God's Tomb, please forgive me."

Young Master Ming'e trembled, and hurriedly said in horror, wisps of death force penetrated into his body, his body suddenly made tearing sounds, and blood spurted out little by little.

He suddenly panicked and said: "My lord, the owner of the tomb of the **** of death, I wish to submit to you, and serve you like a dog. From now on, I will be your dog. I just beg you not to kill me."

Ming Ye knelt down and said in fear.

In the face of death, he was terrified and completely gave up on himself.

"Huh?" The tomb owner of the death **** was stunned by this.

Obviously, he didn't expect Ming'e to have such a "backbone"! "Didn't your lord want to find your father? I am my father's eldest son, and my father's blood flows through my body. As long as my lord is willing to take in my subordinates, my subordinates are willing to use the technique of blood prohibition, and use the blood karma to find my father for my lord... No, I will find him."

The trail of the Forest Ghost King. "Ming'e gritted his teeth in horror, and offered an idea for the tomb owner of the death god.

And such a scene immediately made the ghost general Yu Kui and others look at it in disbelief.

The most beloved son of the majestic Forest Ghost King, actually cheated his father so much?

"Hehe, bloodline search for souls, this reminds me." The tomb master of the death **** smiled coldly: "Unfortunately, if I kill you, I can also get your blood essence."

boom!

As soon as the death master's voice fell, Ming Ye's body split open instantly.

"No." Young Master Ming'e's eyes were terrified.

at this time…

"That's enough, tomb master of the **** of death, why treat a junior like this?"

Suddenly, a rumbling sound resounded through the sky and the earth, and with this sound, countless ghostly auras suddenly appeared in the sky and the earth with a radius of thousands of miles.

Whoooo!

The ghostly aura covered the sky and the sun, and unjust ghosts danced all over the sky, like ghosts crying and gods howling. Under the eyes of everyone, a majestic figure suddenly appeared and descended on this side of the world. This is a figure shrouded in a black robe. With one step, the endless breath of heaven and earth enveloped his body. The terrifying power of rules and the rule breath released by the tomb master of the death **** continued to expand, confronting each other

.

"Mysterious ghost old devil?"

Seeing the person coming, the owner of Death God's Tomb frowned.

The mysterious ghost old devil is the owner of the Lost Soul Valley in the restricted area of ​​the abandoned land. He has a cultivation base that reaches the sky, and he has practiced the way of mysterious ghosts.

"Xuangui Laomo has a good relationship with the Forest Underworld Ghost King. They often go hunting in the Dead Sea together. Is this to stand up for the Forest Underworld Ghost King?"

"Nowadays, the life and death of the ghost king of the forest ghost is unknown, isn't the old **** Xuangui afraid of angering the tomb owner of the death **** if he does this?"

"Hey, there is something exciting to watch."

"Let's wait and see."

In the void in the distance, one after another tyrannical aura communicated with each other.

They also all saw the killing behavior of the tomb owner of the Death God, but no one was willing to take action. In the abandoned land, such killings were too rare and common to be nothing at all.

"Senior Xuangui, save me." Seeing the appearance of the old devil Xuangui, he yelled anxiously as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

"Xuan Gui, do you want to intervene in the grievances between me and the Ghost King of the Underworld?" said the tomb owner of the Death God indifferently.

Streams of terrifying death aura shot up from his body, instantly turning into an endless ocean and sweeping across, firmly locking onto the old ghost Xuangui. "Master of the Death God's Tomb, don't get me wrong." The old demon Xuangui glanced at Ming'an, and then smiled slightly: "Although I have a good relationship with Senming, I don't want to stand up for him, and I don't want to meddle in your relationship." The grievances and grievances between people, I will come out

, I just don't want to see the owner of the tomb of the **** of death killing wantonly in this Ghost King Palace. "

"After all, the forbidden area of ​​the Dead Sea will be opened soon. As far as I know, the people under the command of the Ghost King of the Underworld have collected a lot of soul power. With a group of them, it will be easier to open the forbidden area of ​​the Dead Sea."

"If all of them are killed, it will be a loss to my abandoned land."

The master of Death's Tomb sneered: "Loss? The Forest Ghost King killed my subordinates and took away the water from the Dead Sea. Is there no loss for me?"

"Kill your subordinates? Take the water of the Dead Sea?"

Xuangui Laomo's eyes flashed.

In the distance, the other masters of the restricted area were also moved. They were also extremely curious about the conflict between the Forest Ghost King and the tomb master of Death.

Could it be that the rumor that the ghost king of the forest underworld controls the water of the Dead Sea is true?

If that's the case, I'm afraid I can't wait to inquire about it.

The old devil Xuangui was moved, and said: "I don't know what is the relationship between the Tomb Master of Death God and Senming? If possible, you can tell me, I am willing to mediate in the middle to resolve the grievances between the two parties."

Xuangui Laomo spoke sincerely, "Not only me, but now the forbidden area of ​​the Dead Sea is about to open. I believe that other friends present are also willing to resolve the grievances between you and work together for a great cause."

The master of the tomb of the **** of death snorted coldly, his eyes swept across the distant void, and with his cultivation base, he could naturally feel the terrifying aura hidden in the distant void.

"Hmph, these guys, it's too early to get out of nowhere, I'm afraid they're all after me and the Ghost King of the Underworld."

In the previous scene where the Ghost King of the Underworld controlled the water of the Dead Sea, there were too many people to see outside Guikuling. Naturally, he couldn't kill them all, and he had long expected that it would attract the attention of other restricted area masters.

It seems that we can't stay here any longer.

The master of the tomb of the **** of death was moved, and turned his head to look at Ming'an. A terrifying force of death suddenly surged from his body and directly covered the opponent.

puff!

Under Ming Ye's horrified eyes, his physical body burst open instantly, and streams of blood spurted out from it, and the blood in his body was extracted little by little by the tomb master of the death god.

"Senior Xuangui." Ming'e said in horror.

Seeing this, Old Demon Xuangui's face changed drastically, and a terrifying ghostly aura suddenly swept out of his body.

Whoooo!

Countless ghost aura descended, directly covering the range of this place, bang bang bang, the terrifying ghost aura domain and the death domain of the tomb owner of the death **** crashed into a group, making a violent roar.

"Master of the Death God's Tomb, it seems that Your Excellency doesn't take me seriously any more." Xuangui Laomo said coldly.

"Clang!" Before he could finish his sentence, a pitch-black sickle suddenly appeared in front of the tomb owner of the death god. Boom, as soon as this sickle appeared, an astonishing breath of death surged in the sky and earth, and there was a crackling sound. The Ghost Qi Domain just formed by the old devil

Under the dual suppression of the death scythe breath of the tomb owner of the death **** and the power of the death domain, it shattered little by little.

"This death scythe..."

Xuangui Laomo shrank his pupils and stared in horror at the death scythe in front of the death tomb owner.

It was rumored that the death sickle possessed by the owner of the death god's tomb was a top-level transcendent treasure. He had never fought against it before, and he was still a little skeptical. Today, when he sensed the death god's sickle breath from the other party, he immediately believed it.

"It's such a terrifying killing intent, it can add so many blessings to the death domain of the tomb owner of the death god, it seems troublesome."

Xuangui Laomo was frightened and angry. Although his domain was activated later, he was not so vulnerable to the death domain of the tomb master of the death god. The only reason was the death sickle.

This caused the origin in his body to rage wildly, exuding an astonishing eternal ghostly aura. The tomb owner of the death **** was unmoved, but just looked at the old ghost Xuangui coldly. The death sickle in front of him was continuously activated, and even made a humming sound. space crack

seam. I saw the master of the death tomb said coldly: "Xuangui Laomo, Senming Ghost King killed my subordinate Mingyan Tomb General and took away my treasure. Between me and him, we will never die. Today I can give you Xuangui Laomo a face." , do not kill other people in Ghost King Hall,

But this young master of the Ghost King Hall will be killed today. "

"If you insist on standing up for the Ghost King Palace, you can try it. But I advise you, today's matter has nothing to do with you, it's best not to meddle in your own business, otherwise I'm not afraid to have a match with you in Luohun Valley. "

The tomb master of death said coldly.

The death scythe in front of him trembled more and more, and black breaths of death surged out, covering the old ghost Xuangui. A strong sense of crisis emerged in the old ghost Xuangui's heart, making him be cautious and dare not act rashly.

At the same time, the tomb owner of the death **** suddenly exerted force, and with a puff, the previously majestic Ming'an burst open instantly, and countless blood essence and spirits fell into the hands of the tomb owner of the death god.

Xuangui Laomo's face was gloomy, but he was locked on by the death scythe of the tomb owner of the death god, and he didn't make a move from the beginning to the end.

He also just came up to dissuade him, and asked him to work hard for the Forest Ghost King, but there was no door for him.

Of course, he still wanted the most basic face, and immediately snorted coldly: "Tomb Master of the Death God, I, Xuan Gui, will give you this face, but if you dare to do something again today, don't blame me, Xuan Gui, for not giving me face."

The Master of the Tomb of the Death God sneered, ignored the old ghost Xuangui, and after collecting Mingye's blood essence, his whole body flickered, and he quickly left the Ghost King Palace and disappeared into the endless sky.

In an instant, the air of death all over the sky disappeared instantly. Only the old ghost Xuangui with gloomy eyes was left behind.