Mo Chen successfully created a dream space for the first time. He did not know how the time in this space was converted with the real time outside. Although Zeus said that the time in the created space was controlled by the creator, with Mo Chen's current ability, he could not fully control it.

So, after briefly asking Li Wang about the origin and background of the Ghost King, Mo Chen immediately terminated the dream space.

Mo Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the long-tongued ghost Li Wang in front of him had become like a dream space. Although he was only half a body, he was no longer that terrifying face.

Li Wang crawled towards Mo Chen with his body. Chen Cen took the bronze mirror and stepped forward, blocking Mo Chen's body, trying to use the bronze mirror to hold Li Wang again. Mo Chen pulled Chen Cen back and said, "He is no longer threatening now."

Although Chen Cen didn't know what happened between the originally abominable long-tongued ghost and Mo Chen, he immediately understood that it must be Mo Chen "tamed" the other party.

"How are they now?" Mo Chen asked anxiously. Without waiting for Chen Cen to answer, he saw Zheng Yi holding a long sword in his hand and "flying" against a huge black fog in the air with Zen Master Jingde.

The reason why it is said to be black fog is because Mo Chen saw it with his naked eyes. It is really just Zheng Yi and Zen Master fighting against a dark fog, while Meng Xinyao and the little monk are responsible for fighting against those ghost slaves like Li Wang.

"That's the Ghost King?" Mo Chen asked, and Li Wang leaned close to Mo Chen's feet and whispered, "No, the black and white ghost servant under the Ghost Throne in the black fog!"

With Li Wang's explanation, the thick fog gradually dissipated a little, and Mo Chen finally saw clearly the two ghosts who were fighting with Zheng Yi and Zen Master. The dress of these two ghosts was quite similar to that of Black and White Impermanence, but their clothes were still thousands of miles apart from True Impermanence, and they were a typical copycat.

Without much effort, the outcome gradually became clear. Zheng Yi pulled out a piece of purple-gold talisman paper, chanted the spell silently, and seized the opportunity and hit the black ghost in the face. The black ghost servant wailed, and turned into thick smoke and disappeared. Li Wang beside Mo Chen couldn't help but tremble and murmur. Mo Chen couldn't hear it very clearly. It was probably because the black ghost servant was beaten by Zheng Yi and was so heartbroken.

Shortly after Zheng Yi dealt with the black ghost servant, the white ghost servant accidentally fell into Zen Master Jingde's bowl. The Zen Master landed on the ground and shouted the Buddha's name. The bowl he dragged in his hand gradually extinguished its luster.

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "The master is the master, and he still has mercy on the evil ghosts."

"Amitabha! My Buddha is compassionate, and he is also a pitiful person. As the saying goes, a prodigal son will never change his gold, and I hope he will be lost in the future." Zen Master Jingde said.

There is no leader in the group of dragons, so it is difficult to cause trouble again, not to mention that a group of ghost slaves are completely unafraid of aura at this time. When they see that the black and white ghost servants have been "destroyed" by others, they all flee like a stray dog.

At this moment, a cold and strange wind suddenly rolled up, and the thick uncle in the yard broke in the waist. Zheng Yi shouted loudly, "Be careful, everyone!"

Mo Chen felt that the air around him seemed to cool down suddenly, as if it was the prelude to appear for a big boss at the bottom. At this time, a sedan chair floated from the sky, and the sedan chair was red all over. Eight weirdly dressed little ghosts were divided into two groups, and they were lifted forward and backward at the front and back ends of the sedan chair.

Sa~la~xi~so~

The little ghost carrying the sedan chair sang a strange song, and the empty sound penetrated the whimpering wind, making this restless night creepy.

Without Li Wang's words, Mo Chen could guess that the so-called ghost king in the sedan chair should be the so-called ghost king.

As soon as the red sedan chair appeared, all the ghost slaves who ran away from each other. They knelt on the ground humbly, shouting in unison, "Winning Ghost King for All!"

Li Wang had no lower body at first, but Mo Chen couldn't tell whether he was kneeling to welcome the Ghost King, but Mo Chen could feel the fear from Li Wang.

Not only did Li Wang not come forward, but instead hid behind Mo Chen secretly. He was already a spiritual body, and he could still see his resistance from his pale face.

If he could hear Li Wang's inner monologue at this time, Mo Chen guessed that he was probably praying that Mo Chen and the others could destroy the Ghost King soon and give him freedom as soon as possible!

A sarcastic voice came out through the curtain of a sarcastic voice, "Dare you dare to disturb my wedding banquet and hurt my ghost servant!"

Regarding the Ghost King, Mo Chen's illusion of his appearance before he saw him was always based on the image of his grandmother in "A Chinese Ghost Story". I guess when he arrived, he would probably say the opening remark of Niu 13, and then smash the sedan chair into pieces by himself, and then pounce on them fiercely.

However, to Mo Chen's surprise, a ghost came out from the curtain of the big red sedan chair. He was wearing a big red wedding dress. His body was extremely thin, like a person who was about to die of tuberculosis in bed.

The thin face is almost becoming a snake-like face of a modern internet celebrity. The pointed chin looks like a lively bottle kicker, so there should be no problem. On the pale face, you can vaguely see the patterns of the bones below. I don’t know how many years he has been a ghost, but he is still like a living person, pinching the orchid fingers, blocking his lips, coughing with cough.

"I'm c! Pervert!" Zheng Yi widened his eyes exaggeratedly, took a step back, and looked surprised.

Zheng Yi's words obviously angered the one above. The Ghost King's body shook slightly and flew to Zheng Yi with a whoosh. His slender fingers suddenly turned into a sharp tip of the knife, stabbing Zheng Yi's chest.

......

"How much do you know about the Ghost King's life?" Only by knowing his enemy and being close to one's own battles, Mo Chen asked Li Wang.

Li Wang frowned, his face looking even more anxious than Mo Chen and his group. "Just as my identity, how can I know so much?"

Seeing Zen Master Jingde joining the ranks of fighting against the Ghost King and joining hands with Zheng Yi to compete with the Ghost King, but after a few moves, Meng Xinyao was anxious and waved her scepter and walked around behind the Ghost King. She was about to attack her sneak attack, but the Ghost King hit the ground with a palm on his backhand, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

"Habits, you can enjoy anything, tell me what you know!" Mo Chen urged, a little annoyed. If he was working harder and speeding up the training progress, he might be able to come forward to help Zheng Yi now. It's always better. He became a protected object like a cheerleader. At this moment, Mo Chen's heart was filled with frustration.

As a human being, Li Wang is a slave and a servant, and as a ghost, he is so humble that he is close to dust. How could he let him know the "past" of the Ghost King? Li Wang's eyes turned, and he hesitantly said, "I don't know if this is a habit!"

"Tell me quickly!" Chen Cen, who was standing beside him, couldn't listen and shouted at Li Wang.

Li Wang was startled and smacked his lips and said, "I guess it! He seems to be particularly obsessed with status, power, etc."
Chapter completed!