"Hehehe."

Weird laughter rang out, from old and young people, from men to women.

The black shadow flashed, and with Wang Chen as the center, a ghost with a lowered head suddenly appeared in the entire area. It seemed to be crying and laughing, and it was full of ghostly energy.

It was the ghost that was scared away by Wang Chen's golden sun flame just now.

At this moment, they seemed to have revealed their true colors, wearing black fierce clothes, their bodies were pale and extremely frightening.

For a moment, there was a miserable wind and bursts of crying. These ghosts raised their heads. For some reason, their eyes seemed to have been dug out, leaving only two bright red holes with two lines of blood hanging down, which was shocking.

Among a group of ghosts, Wang Chen suddenly discovered that several of them looked extremely familiar.

It was Zhang Wanquan, Murong Aotian, and Zhang Ranran.

They turned out to be dead long ago.

Wang Chen recalled the scenes in the House of Thousand Corpses and suddenly realized.

These people must be the unjust souls who died at the hands of the Vampire King. They were controlled by the Vampire King as his accomplices, so they cooperated with each other and put on a good show in front of themselves. Every ghost who acted was most likely not even aware that he was acting.

I thought I was alive and struggling to survive.

If he died, he would definitely become this kind of remnant soul.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Wang Chen had never practiced the magic of soul defense, and now he was finally in a desperate situation because of this.

Da da da.

The sound of fingernails tapping on the coffin was heard, the coffin made a heavy friction sound, and the bloody coffin lid slowly opened.

Bright red blood spurted out like blood, transforming into a disgusting creature that seemed to be pieced together from different human organs.

Vampire King!

A terrifying mind demon that no one has been able to kill so far.

The only remaining eye was staring at Wang Chen closely, and there was a hint of human sneer in the vampire king's eyes.

"Is it true that he is going to be cursed to death by the old dog of Pojun?"

"Move!" Wang Chen gritted his teeth and desperately tried to activate his ancestral energy.

However, the ancestral energy that had created miracles time and time again was still unable to act.

The Vampire King can control a space, but the gap between the two divine seas is too great, just like a pond and an ocean. Even the magical ancestral energy cannot make up for this terrifying gap.

In the midst of smooth sounds.

The Vampire King slid down from the coffin like liquid and slowly approached. The pungent stench rushed over, drowning Wang Chen in an instant.

"Little medicine!"

Wang Chen gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted.

In the pungent blood mist, the Vampire King had already raised one of his purple arms to grab Wang Chen's Tianling Gai. A large, lipless mouth was slightly opened, as if to announce that there would be another puppet belonging to him from now on.

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The five fingers, which were made of flesh and blood mixed with white bones, suddenly closed together, and as soon as they clicked, a cold touch came over them.

The Vampire King was slightly startled. This touch didn't look like a human head.

Before he even noticed what was happening, this terrifying and disgusting ghost suddenly trembled, and a terrifying suction power came from his palm!

When he saw clearly what he had caught, the Vampire King instantly let out a scream of extreme fear.

The cry alarmed countless ghosts around, and they screamed and turned into streams of light and fled in all directions.

However, an expressionless mask stuck firmly to the bloody palm.

The Vampire King howled miserably, turned into boiling and sticky blood, and fled frantically.

But his hand was tightly locked by the mask, unable to break free, but was pulled as thin as a hair.

The suction power skyrocketed! A strange scene appeared in front of Wang Chen.

Countless ghosts turned into invisible filaments and tried to escape.

But he couldn't escape the swallowing of the mask.

This mask is like a terrifying black hole, swallowing up the surrounding ghosts.

Soul locking device...

As strong as the Vampire King, he has no resistance at all. What kind of existence is this soul-locking weapon that Qianhua gave to him casually?!

Wang Chen was secretly shocked.

The appearance of the Vampire King emerging from the blood mist just now reminded Wang Chen of the strange creature that was absorbed by the mask and formed like black smoke condensed.

When the black creature wanted to take over his body, it was swallowed by this mask.

So he asked Xiao Yao to take out the mask and plot against the Vampire King, and it was successful.

Xiaoyao's seemingly inconspicuous ability saved his life at a critical moment.

As the mask continued to be devoured, dark clouds billowed in the void, gradually condensing into various shadows.

dragon, tiger, cheetah,

Broadsword, spear, giant sword,

There are also all kinds of strange beasts and strange objects that Wang Chen doesn't know.

An aura that is different from demonic power and different from inheritance emanates from these things.

These are the techniques practiced by the demon genius who was killed by the Vampire King.

Wang Chen was secretly frightened. Too many monsters died at the hands of the Vampire King, and these techniques seemed to be stripped out of their manipulated souls.

The mask swallowed it expressionlessly, so much so that Wang Chen could hardly tell whether it was swallowing it or spitting it out.

Gradually, the souls of the surrounding monsters were swallowed up, leaving only the Vampire King who turned into a streak of blood and was continuously sucked out.

In the void, a ferocious blood mist gradually condensed.

"Let me go...wealth, skills, immortality, I can give you everything..."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from Wang Chen's mind.

He was stunned for a moment. This voice had different transmission notes and seemed to appear directly in his mind.

In the world of cultivation, if you want the spiritual consciousness to transmit sound, you first need the consent of the other party, and then allow the spiritual consciousness to transmit sound.

The Vampire King can actually directly communicate with himself spiritually?

No wonder it can confuse one's five senses and even deceive the body's perception of time.

"Do you think I am a three-year-old child and let you go?" You can't say this kind of thing. Wang Chen sneered.

Such a terrifying evil thing, if I miss the opportunity, I will definitely die.

"I can tell you Tongtian's secret, otherwise even if you kill me, you will definitely die in the end."

"Oh? You tell me first, and I'll see if it's enough in exchange for your life."

Wang Chen's heart moved.

"You lied to me!"

Unexpectedly, the Vampire King suddenly became extremely angry.

"You never thought of letting me go! You tried to lie to me! You will die,"

"You are a cunning poisonous insect, and you will die miserably."

"It's miserable..."

The Vampire King kept cursing, but his voice became weaker and weaker.

"You're going to die and you're talking so harshly."

The description of a cunning poisonous insect made Wang Chen extremely depressed.

He knew that the Vampire King could peer into people's hearts and found that he had no intention of letting him go.

Finally, as the Vampire King let out a wail, calmness returned to his ears.

The mask was suspended in the air, emitting a hazy light, as if it was full, and crystal clear.

Around them, hundreds of phantoms were gathered that were condensed from the skills that the monster clan had practiced all their lives. Among them, a ferocious and alien-shaped blood mist was particularly conspicuous. It was the phantom of the Vampire King's supernatural power.

"No matter how many of these demon clan skills you give me, they are useless."

Although the constraints all over his body were still not lifted, Wang Chen looked at these existences that were similar to inheritance and lamented.

This kind of existence is something that was stripped away by the Vampire King after personal cultivation. It is not as good as inheritance, and it is also different from the existence that is similar to the general outline of the Tongtian Demon Emperor's preaching. It even contains other people's wrong understandings and does not have much use value.

And even if it was valuable, Wang Chen couldn't practice the magic of the demon clan.

He was feeling regretful.

call!

When the breeze picked up, these shadows seemed to be blown away by the strong wind, turning into glittering dust of various colors and rushing towards Wang Chen.

Boom!

There was a thunderous sound in his ears. Before Wang Chen could react to what was going on, he felt as if his head had been hit by a million tons. A burst of tearing pain came, and his vision went black for an instant and he lost consciousness.

"Wang Chen!"

Xiaoyao was anxious when she saw this, but there was nothing she could do. She tried to read Wang Chen's mind, but found that his mind was like a huge whirlpool, swirling in chaos.

Even in a coma, Wang Chen's face was distorted by severe pain, and sweat flowed down like water.
Chapter completed!