"Xuan Gui, do you want to interfere in the grudge between me and the Mori Ming Ghost King?" the owner of the Death Tomb said coldly.

Lines of terrifying death energy soared from his body into the sky, and instantly turned into an endless ocean sweeping across, firmly locking on the old devil Xuan Gui. "Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, please don't get me wrong." Seeing this, Old Devil Xuan Gui glanced at Ming He,

Immediately he smiled slightly and said: "Although I have a good relationship with Sen Ming, I don't want to stand up for him, let alone interfere in the grudges between you. I'm here.

, I just don’t want to see the owner of the Death God’s Tomb killing people in this Ghost King’s Palace.”

"After all, the Dead Sea Forbidden Land will be opened in the near future. As far as I know, the people under the Senming Ghost King have collected a lot of divine soul power. With a group of them here, it will be easier to open the Dead Sea Forbidden Land below."

"If we kill them all, it will be a loss to the place I abandoned."

The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered: "Loss? The Ghost King of Mori killed my subordinates and took away the water of my Dead Sea. Didn't I lose nothing?"

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

Xuan Gui Lao Mo's eyes flashed.

In the distance, the owners of other restricted areas were also moved. They were also extremely curious about the conflict between the Ghost King of Mori and the Death Tomb owner.

Could it be that the rumor that the Ghost King of Mori controls the water of the Dead Sea is true?

If this is really the case, I'm afraid I'd really like to inquire more about it.

Xuan Gui Lao Mo was moved in his mind and said: "I wonder what is going on between the owner of the Death God's Tomb and Sen Ming? If you can, you can tell me, and I am willing to mediate to resolve the grievances between the two parties."

Xuan Gui Lao Mo said in a sincere tone, "Not only me, but now the Dead Sea Forbidden Zone 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 owner of the Death God's Tomb snorted coldly and scanned the void in the distance. With his cultivation level, he could naturally feel the terrifying aura hidden in the void in the distance.

"Hmph, these guys are too lazy to get up early. I'm afraid they'll all target me and the Ghost King of Mori." The owner of the Death Tomb looked ugly.

In the previous scene where the Mori Ming Ghost King controlled the water of the Dead Sea, countless people were seen outside the Ghost Crying Ridge. Naturally, he could not kill them all, and he had already expected that they would attract the attention of the owners of other restricted areas.

It seems I can't stay here any longer.

The owner of the Death God's Tomb was distracted and turned to look at Ming He. A terrifying power of death suddenly surged from his body, directly covering the opponent.

puff!

Under Ming He's horrified gaze, his body instantly cracked open, and streaks of essence and blood shot out from it. The essence and blood in his body were actually extracted bit by bit by the owner of the tomb of the God of Death.

"Senior Xuangui." Ming He said in horror.

When Xuan Gui Lao Mo saw this, his expression changed drastically, and a terrifying ghostly aura suddenly swept out of his body.

Woohoo!

Countless ghost auras descended and directly covered the area. Boom, boom, boom, the terrifying ghost aura field and the death field of the tomb owner of the god of death collided with each other, making a violent roar.

"Master of the Tomb of the God of Death, it seems that you don't take me seriously at all." The old demon Xuan Gui said in a cold voice.

"Qiang!" Before he finished speaking, a pitch-black sickle suddenly appeared in front of the owner of the Death God's Tomb. Boom, as soon as this sickle appeared, an astonishing aura of death surged between heaven and earth. A clicking sound sounded, and the mysterious ghost

The ghost realm just formed by the old devil

Unexpectedly, under the double suppression of the death scythe aura of the owner of the death tomb and the power of the death domain, it shattered bit by bit.

"This Death Scythe..."

The old devil's pupils shrank, and he looked at the death sickle in front of the owner of the tomb of the god of death in horror.

It was rumored that the Death Scythe owned by the owner of the Death Tomb was a top-notch transcendent treasure. He had never fought before and was still a little skeptical. Today, when he sensed the aura of the Death Scythe, he immediately believed it.

"What a terrifying murderous intention. It can add so many blessings to the death domain of the tomb owner of the God of Death. It looks like he is in trouble."

The old devil Xuan Gui was shocked and angry. Although his domain was activated later, it was not so vulnerable to the Death Domain of the Death God's Tomb Master. The only reason was the Death God's Sickle.

This caused the origin of his body to stir wildly, and an astonishing eternal ghost energy escaped from his body. The owner of the Death Tomb was unmoved, and just looked at the mysterious old devil coldly. The death sickle in front of him was constantly stimulated, and it even buzzed.

With a trembling sound, the void in front of the two people directly distorted, cracking and opening a series of tiny space cracks.

Seam. I saw the owner of the Death God's Tomb saying coldly: "Old Demon Xuan Gui, the Ghost King Sen Ming killed my subordinate Ming Yan Tomb General and took away my most valuable treasure. We will fight until death between us. Today I can give you Old Demon Xuan Gui."

To save face, don’t kill other people in Ghost King Palace,

But this young master of the Ghost King Palace must be killed today."

"If you insist on standing up for the Ghost King Palace, you can give it a try. However, I advise you that today's matter has nothing to do with you, so you'd better not meddle in other people's business, otherwise I, the God of Death, are not afraid of having a fight with you in the Valley of Lost Souls.

"

The owner of the Death Tomb said coldly.

The death sickle in front of him trembled more and more, and black auras of death surged out, covering Old Demon Xuangui. A strong sense of crisis emerged in Old Demon Xuangui's heart, making him avoid taking action.

At the same time, the owner of the Death God's Tomb suddenly exerted force, and with a pop, the previously majestic Ming Hei instantly exploded, and countless amounts of blood essence and soul instantly fell into the hands of the Death God's Tomb Owner.

The old devil Xuan Gui had a gloomy face, but he was tightly locked by the death scythe of the owner of the death tomb and did not make a move from the beginning to the end.

He just came to dissuade him and let him fight for the Mori Ming Ghost King, but there was no way.

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

The owner of the Death God's Tomb sneered and ignored the mysterious old devil. After collecting Ming He's essence and blood, his whole body swayed and he quickly left the Ghost King's Palace and disappeared into the endless sky.
Chapter completed!