When the ghost army traveled, it was suddenly in chaos.

Xuanyuan Nanxing's battle was extraordinary. All forces in the Holy City watched from afar. Except for the Holy Master level masters, they were slightly surprised and believed that the Flying Stick Clan's Dark Forbidden Technique should not appear in the Black Sea. Other masters below the Holy Master dared not test it at will.

Just kidding, a mere young child actually killed the Sword Emperor, and he relied on the will of the sword. I don’t know which saint’s treasure came out, and they went up to it with vain. Moreover, the aura of the ghost army was unfathomable, so there must be top ghosts in charge.

Not only the Sword Emperor, but also the elusive mute Emperor suffered heavy damage, and the other four emperors did not get it well. Even if they invited their Saint Master clone, they still made it extremely embarrassed. Then the power of this dark forbidden technique is worth looking up to. Who is so unhappy to find trouble? If you mix it casually, you can easily become an enemy of the Nine-Tao Feng or the Nine Emperor, so you should watch the show off the field!

The king of kings was arrogant. The only thing that made him unhappy was that he was walking on the streets without encountering any obstacles. If someone came forward to kill him and had life energy to account for it, that would be perfect.

Time is not long, and there are many hazes pouring into the slave market. Someone has been waiting near the warehouse, nodding and bowing, and responding, informing all ghost slaves to be ready to load the car and are waiting to be checked.

"Hey, I heard from our commander of the army that the man behind you is close to the Nine Emperors? Why is the deal so easy? Are you not afraid that the Saint Lord will come out of seclusion and hear about this and be angry?" The King of Kings sat on the back of the unicorn, and did not know where to tinker with a pair of exquisite saddles, and then cooperated with his military uniform. He had a bit of the royal aura, and was supplemented with pure darkness, which made the person who replied to the conversation tremble.

"Reply to my lord! Our boss and the Nine Emperors are just cooperative relationships. He doesn't want to get involved in disputes. Indeed, it was just a rumor that the Saint Lord behind the Nine Emperors Mercenary Group was about to leave the seclusion, but it was just a rumor. The Nine Emperors said the same thing a few times before. There was a scent of the Saint Lord, but the thunder was loud and the rain was small, which made others no longer willing to believe it." The receptionist almost knelt on the ground, his body as if he was sifted.

"Haha, my mouth is quite tight, but I still haven't told the truth." The King of Ten Thousand Kings' eyes flashed, and a light that was not easy to detect was burst out.

"Uh, sir, calm down. The young man couldn't guarantee that the news he heard was true. The boss was short of funds, and the speed of providing funds and slaves from the Nine Emperors was getting slower and slower. The boss was afraid that the Saint Lord would come out of seclusion and completely cut off the source of funds, so he quickly delivered the ghost so that it would be convenient for you to strengthen your strength. When the Saint Lord came out of seclusion, he would definitely avenge the Sword Emperor. As long as you delay for a few more days, he would have a chance to survive the difficulties." The delivery man was confused and told the secret in his heart.

"So that's it, the plan is done well."

The King of Ten Thousand Kings smiled. He raised his hand and slapped the man's head, using the secret technique to transmit a message: "Damn fat man, you must have heard it. But don't worry, nothing he said has been leaked. Since we want us to help you restrain the Holy Lord, we will always provide us with generous rewards. None of the 300,000 livestock is allowed to be less. There are supplies that the divine ship can use, and they will be sent in half an hour!"

With the laughter, the Netherworld Army pushed the rosy cart towards the cloud wall.

The fat and fat man from the dysentery tribe was trembling all over, and cursed: "Damn it, who leaked the news? Even the receptionist below knew so well. What's the secret? Are they all wearing open-crotch pants? They don't have the door on their mouths, throw them away from your mother."

"Boss, good news, good news, the slave owners who were pursuing us suddenly collected funds and stopped moving." The subordinates rushed to report at this critical moment.

"Bastard, what a damn big, they're waiting and watching."

The fat man sat down and gasped for a long time and sighed: "It was my fault. It was so easy to deliver these ghosts that it made several bastards with a keen sense of smell suspicious. Funds, if you continue to do this, I will finish playing. Who dares to reveal this? I have to peel off his skin. Have you heard it clearly?"

"Yes, we are loyal to our boss and will not have second hearts." All the subordinates lowered their heads and responded. It is hard to say whether they have second hearts or not.

The cold words echoed in the hall, but the fat man was not decadent. On the contrary, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was secretly laughing.

This fat man from the dysentery clan was extremely cruel. He had long created the illusion that he would lose to the besiege of several other slave owners, and used this as an excuse to crazily withdraw funds from the Nine Emperors Mercenary Group.

The death of the Sword Emperor gave him confidence. He had already laid a secret line in the Nine Emperor Mercenary Group in advance. With just one instruction, he could withdraw funds even more crazily. Because with an alliance contract, if you want to cancel the contract, you need the authorization of the Sword Emperor, and there is a time difference between this.

When the King of Kings returned to the divine ship, Xuanyuan Nanxing couldn't help but smile: "There is something strange here. Will such a character really make a low-level mistake? Let a person who knows the inside story to receive the enemy. Let us analyze it. He sent out the ghost quickly and create an illusion for his competitors. That is, his relationship with the Nine Emperors is not strong, or it makes people suspect that there is something wrong with his funds, so they don't want to cause more trouble. They are well-behaved and will never delay if they can send you, the plague god, quickly."

"Who is the plague god? But, this guy has so many colorful intestines?" The King of Ten Thousand Kings was slightly stunned.

"Yes! Some people are born to act. I dare say that this guy is very conspiring and is ready to move. I'm afraid that those slave owners who are attacking him will find that their opponents have real problems in terms of funds, which will make them even more excited and use their funds to force the slaves in the hands of the fat man. After all, in the slave market, slaves are the bargaining weight, and losing weight means being eliminated."

"It seems that the problem is a bit complicated. I really miss the fact that when I was alive, there were several staff officers around me, and they were all confidants. I wonder if they had any remaining souls left." The King of Ten Thousand Kings sighed quietly, looking at the person who awakened him, and the search was even more meaningful.

"Haha, I'm not your staff officer." Xuanyuan Nanxing coughed and said, "In addition, you are a man, don't look at people with the sad eyes of women. Since you are a rough-hearted guy, think more and analyze more, and you will often gain inadvertently."

"Oh! You little bastard, don't think that you have awakened me and reshaped me. You can be so proud of me. Tell me quickly, what is this fat man going to do? If you have the chance to poke, I'm willing to serve you." The King of Kings smiled evilly. Considering that after resurrection, there are many strong people, and the world is really not easy to mess with, and maybe being a pirate has a better future.

"From the news sent back by Kudoli, the slave owner of the Big Fatty is in contact with the Nine Emperor Mercenary Group. If there is any contract between them, it would be interesting." Xuanyuan Nanxing pretended to be a mature person and touched his chin and nodded, "As long as you operate properly and just as the Sword Emperor dies, you can withdraw funds from the mercenary group without limit. It doesn't matter if you leak the news to us in advance. After all, we are completely opposite to the Nine Emperors, and even after a little arrangement, you can index all clues to us. It seems that we are instructing the Big Fatty to do things. So you pretend to be smart and ask for benefits from this person, and just get into the trap."

"I go, when will the world become so complicated? People's hearts are not old! They have completely forgotten the ancient sayings, love and not attack, love and benefit each other, promote profit and eliminate harm, fight against injustice, respect virtuous people, and win the war." The king of kings seemed much more serious when mentioning the ancient sayings.

"You! The world is complex and changeable. If everyone follows the ancient sayings, you will live well in your time, and you will not have obsessions throughout the ages after death." Xuanyuan Nanxing shook his head, saying that he would not eat the King of Kings, and said, "It's good to eat the benefits of sending them first. Since you want to use us, you will pay the price."

"Hehe, Legion Commander, I respect you for the first time, and I actually analyzed it very well. I guess I have done a lot of things like black and black before." The King of Ten Thousand Kings suddenly saluted, then sneered, pinched his fist and snorted, "I hate being used by others the most, and I hate being used as a gun. Fatty, you are dead, I will be in dispersed and will entangle you to death."

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the King of Kings gradually sank and disappeared.

Xuanyuan Nanxing touched his nose, as if he had done something bad. However, that was the first time in the normal material universe, the anti-matter universe, and whether it was successful depends on luck and the action ability of the King of Kings.

This is just a small episode. The cabin where the black and white millstone is already full of ghosts, and the re-drawn formation begins to operate.

"Xiong Tu obeys the order, guards the nodes, helps me to push the formation, and opens the forbidden magic mark." Xuanyuan Nanxing said across the air, and the cabin suddenly burst into gusts of cold wind, ghosts cried and gods howled, and thunder sounded.

The most difficult thing is to start from scratch. Since some combat power has been integrated and many advanced ghosts gathered under their command, it is much easier to push the formation again. Many steps can be completed with just one thought, but playing the silver flute of the big piano and trace the origin, which cannot be done for people.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Thunderous and electric dragon dances wildly.

I don't know how many ghosts were shattered at this moment, and they were destroyed from head to toe. The fragments of memory were attracted, and they wanted to condense into shackles and wrap around the black and white millstone, but were shaken away by the sound of the flute.

After experiencing multiple shocks, some memory fragments gathered together, and vaguely formed a body with the dark energy around them.

"Who is the hero of the eternal age? Slaughtering all the gods and demons' caves." An ancient supreme woke up and his thoughts became stronger and stronger. This is really the supreme, even more powerful than the saints of the last days and the kings of all kings.

"Oh! Has my ideal failed? I can't build a dream country in my dream." A figure stepped out, and it was a strong female man with a heroic spirit, forming a circle of moonlight, soft and gorgeous, with a giant sword covered with terrifying scars hanging behind it.

"Hahaha, ridiculous, so ridiculous. I have never done a good thing in my lifetime. I just killed those ambitious guys before I die. I am not for the sake of the people of the world, but for the foolish monarch! There must be someone to be buried with me when I die, right? Why do you praise me? I was born with great ominousness. My father despised me, and my mother hated me. I once swear to make the entire country fall into endless turmoil. But why would I become the holy lord of the entire star field after death? Haha, holy lord, how many people in the world can afford it?" Someone laughed hysterically, as if he had encountered the funniest thing in the world. The figure became more and more real as the laughter became. As this person regained consciousness, the divine light suddenly lingered, the sky was filled with heaven, the dragon and phoenix were singing, and the auspicious colors sounded, prayer, praise, and the atmosphere was accompanied.!~!
Chapter completed!