"Stop, I will submit and serve your excellency."
The ghost King''s face twisted and suddenly screamed like crazy.
The reason why he was able to escape from the hands of the Eastern Emperor in those years was a skill of splitting the yuan God.
But the division of the yuan God also led to his long-term sleep and ignorance of everything outside.
Although now he can wake up, the yuan God has not recovered as before, and may disappear at any time. Therefore, it is urgent to seize and give up in order to continue his life.
Who would have thought that if we failed to give up this time, we would fall into such a desperate situation. Suddenly, we felt all kinds of regret and fear to the extreme.
His yuan Shen could not stop Yang Xuan''s finger.
Yang Xuan''s finger not long ago, but the legendary time finger, contains the taboo power of time.
Even immortals with endless life span can''t escape the erosion of years. They will grow old slowly until heaven and man decline and their bodies disappear, let alone a wisp of little Yuanshen?
Yuan Shen is much more fragile than the flesh. No matter how strong his mind is, he is by no means an opponent of Yang Xuan.
It''s hard for the ancestor of the ghost king to imagine that a young man who has just entered the extraordinary world can control the power of time.
This kind of power could not be mastered even before the demon emperor soared.
It can only be said that Yang Xuan''s talent and understanding are better than his father, the dark devil emperor.
Thinking about this, the old ancestor of the ghost king said, "please complete it. As long as you don''t kill me, you can ask me to be a cow or a horse."
"Do you want to be a cow or a horse for me..."
Yang Xuan sneered and said sarcastically, "if you beg for mercy, you have to look like begging for mercy. Show your body and kneel down and kowtow to me. I may also consider whether to spare your life."
That''s what Yang Xuan said, but he never planned to let go of the ghost King''s ancestors.
The old ghost is treacherous, cunning and resourceful. It''s better to kill him than keep him on guard.
"Thank you for your kindness. I''ll kneel down and kowtow to you and be the most loyal servant around you forever."
The ancestor of the ghost King hardly thought much. He immediately showed his complete body, knelt down towards Yang Xuan and kowtowed.
As long as there is a possibility of life, he must try his best to fight for it. Don''t say that Yang Xuan just makes him kneel and kowtow. Even if Yang Xuan wants to be his father and grandfather, he is willing.
"This..."
Wang Tiande and others were stunned and completely speechless, which was as unreal as a dream.
The ancestor of the great ghost king, a powerful semi fairyland man who became famous in the ancient times, was forced to kneel and kowtow.
This picture is so powerful that it''s incredible. It''s like a dream.
"The longer you live, the more afraid you are of death. In order to live, you old man can really risk everything!"
Yang Xuan sneered.
"This world is the law of the jungle, power is respected, and the weak surrender to the strong. Isn''t that normal?"
The ancestor of the ghost king should have said, "as long as you surround me, I will pledge allegiance to the death. Although I have only a wisp of yuan God left, I just need to find a flesh body and recover my former accomplishments sooner or later."
Living is the most precious thing in the world. As long as you can live, you can abandon your dignity.
Anyway, how much is dignity worth when you lose your life?
Thinking of this, the old ancestor of the ghost king looked around and quickly locked Wu Chengzhou, the old ancestor of the corpse God sect, and said grimly, "it''s you. Your cultivation and breath are more suitable than me."
In the view of the ancestor of the ghost king, since he can''t give up Yang Xuan, he has to find another object, and Wu Chengzhou is undoubtedly the most suitable person present.
"The old devil wants to die!"
Wu Chengzhou was angry and angry. At least he was also a half immortal. Although his strength was far inferior to Yang Xuan, he was not made of mud, and he was not afraid of the weak spirit of the ghost King''s ancestor.
"Old ancestor of the ghost king, you''d better worry about yourself. I can assure you that this son will never let you go. Today, not only you but also we have to die. He absolutely allows any of us to leave alive."
Meng Mingjie said coldly, "up to now, we can only have a glimmer of vitality if we work together."
"Shut up."
The old ancestor of the ghost King roared and smiled at Yang Xuan: "the great ghost emperor has always been my most respected person. I hope your Excellency the little emperor will leave me a way to live. If you don''t believe it, you can plant a reading ban for me now. I will never resist."
"Hearing what you said, I want to let you go. Unfortunately, I can''t trust you, and I don''t want to feed the tiger, so you must die."
Yang Xuan shook his head and directly performed the great void skill. He immediately came to the ghost King''s ancestor and gave a hint.
"The Eastern Emperor didn''t kill you completely in those years. You shouldn''t have died, but you won''t be so lucky if you meet me today."
"Deceive people too much!"
The old ancestor of the ghost king wanted to split his canthus, hated the sky, and the body of the yuan God expanded rapidly. He wanted to explode and die with Yang Xuan.
It was a death. Before he died, he had to pull Yang Xuan to die together anyway!
"Overestimate your strength!"
Yang Xuan''s eyes were cold and his fingertips cut through the void. He pointed at the center of the ghost King''s eyebrows without giving him the chance to resist.
"Ah!"
The ancestor of the ghost King screamed and trembled violently, as if he was suffering a lot.
"Years are merciless. Even immortals have to turn into dust in front of time. You can go at ease."
Yang Xuan looked cold and purple smoke surged from his fingertips.
The weak yuan God of the ghost King''s ancestor disappeared like wind and smoke, disappeared and completely disappeared.
As for the luck of the ghost King''s ancestors, Yang Xuan did not plunder. How much luck can a yuan God who is almost decaying?
Even if there is, it is bad luck and bad luck.
Yang Xuan didn''t even want to be contaminated with this kind of thing.
"Dead! Nothing left."
"Is this the real strength of emperor Yang? It''s really shocking and invincible in the world..."
Wang Tiande and others were shocked all over and looked surprised. They were more and more in awe of Yang Xuan.
"It''s your turn."
At this time, Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on Meng Mingjie, Wu Chengzhou and Yin Haotian in the distance.
"Kid, you are too cruel. Even if I die, I will never let you live."
Meng Mingjie''s eyes were red and rushed towards Yang Xuan. His blood was surging all over. He didn''t hesitate to burn his blood essence and life, but also wanted to break the net with Yang Xuanyu.
"Die!"
Yang Xuan moved and disappeared without a trace. When he appeared again, he had crossed with Meng Mingjie and brought a canopy of blood mist.
Poof!
If Meng Mingjie was struck by lightning, a blood hole with the size of a bowl appeared on his chest, and the blood couldn''t stop pouring out.
"You... I... Hate..."
Meng Mingjie struggled to speak. Unexpectedly, he could not stop Yang Xuan''s blow, or even hurt Yang Xuan. He was broken by Yang Xuan''s sword and was on the verge of death.