"Oh, by the way..." After a long shock, Wen Hou suddenly remembered Fang Jun's arrival, so he quickly put away the bone formation map, waved his hand and called the big green fish, and said with a bright smile: "Haha, Senior Brother Fang, if I use the magic weapon I borrowed from Senior Brother Lin, you must say that I would bully you. I will now use my own spiritual beast to compete with Senior Brother Fang..."

"..." Fang Jun's natal corpse ghost was taken away, his face turned pale. When he heard Wen Hou's words, he almost made his nose crooked. Damn, when my natal corpse ghost was not taken away by this bone formation diagram just now, why don't you say that just rely on the natal spirit beast to compete with me?

After a fierce battle just now, the big green fish was beaten by the corpse ghost and was covered in bruises. Wen Hou had already been holding his breath. Now he finally gained the upper hand, so he would not care whether Fang Jun agreed or not. After a smile, he directly formed a magic seal with both hands, and the true energy urged the big green fish: "Go!"

The big green fish suddenly shook in the wind, showing a huge body more than ten feet long. The huge fish tail was thrown out with a "boom", as if it was about to smash the entire hall...

"You think I lost the corpse ghost, so I can't do anything to you, right?" Fang Jun hurriedly urged his true energy to show his true body and fight with the green big fish...

"The Secret Book of Corpse Ghosts" is one of the highest methods of the Netherworld Sect. It is not even under the "Ghost King Baolu" practiced by Zhong Yang. In addition to sacrificing the natal corpse ghost, it can also cultivate the true body of the corpse ghost. With the realm of Fang Jun's six-tribulation of life soul, the strength of the corpse ghost is no longer below the natal corpse ghost...

However, when Fang Jun activated his true energy, he suddenly realized that he could no longer communicate with his own corpse ghost, and his true body could no longer be transformed. Fang Jun's face finally showed a hint of panic. It was too late to use magic weapons to save himself. The huge fish tail was thrown on Fang Jun with a "splash". At that moment, Fang Jun felt as if he was being crushed by a mountain...

The huge power directly made Fang Jun fly...

After breaking three or four stone pillars, it fell heavily to the ground.

Among the ghost cultivators like Fang Jun, 70% of them are in their natal ghosts. Their own strength is among the soul cultivators. At most, they are like five kalpas that have not yet arrived. At this time, they are crushed by a big green fish, just like an egg hitting a stone. With the huge fish tail attack, Fang Jun almost couldn't stand up again...

"How is it, Senior Brother Fang, I said that I should use my natal spirit beast to discuss with you, but I really didn't expect Senior Brother Fang, you are so careless..."

"Cough cough cough..." Fang Jun covered his chest, coughed violently, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and after a deep breath, Fang Jun squeezed out an ugly smile: "Since you are here, do you know who the original owner of this place is?"

"I heard that this place was originally the tomb of a ghost king, but it was later occupied by your Netherworld Sect..."

"Haha, you know a lot, but unfortunately, you definitely don't know that after my Netherworld Sect captured the tomb, I did not kill the ghost king, but suppressed him under the tomb..."

Wen Hou was shocked: "What do you mean?"

"What does it mean?" Fang Jun sneered, slowly stood up, leaning on a stone pillar with some difficulty, looking at Wen Hou's eyes with a little pleasure: "I saw that there were no stone pillars, a total of eighteen, which were set up by the Ghost King during his lifetime. A powerful monster was sealed in each stone pillar, providing the tomb with a continuous stream of corpse and ghost energy..."

Speaking of this, Fang Jun took a breath of weakness before continuing: "Later, my Netherworld Sect broke through the tomb and used a secret technique to reverse these eighteen stone pillars, turning them into the Netherworld Evil God Array that suppressed the Ghost King. Unfortunately, your big green fish just now broke three or four of them..."

"You mean..." Wen Hou swallowed with difficulty.

"Haha, when the Ghost King gets out of trouble, I hope your formation diagram will work..."

Before Wen Hou could speak, another voice came from outside the hall: "Is this the Ghost King you are talking about?"

At the same time as the sound came, Lin Fei walked into the hall, still wearing a blue shirt and smiling, but there was an ingot in his hand...

"..." Wen Hou was so anxious when he saw it. Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Lin, when is it now? You still have time to get other people's ingots, which is only worth a few spirit stones. If you must like it, I will go back and ask the disciples of Wanzhou Mountain to get you a cart of ingots...

However……

Fang Jun on the other side suddenly was stunned when he saw this ingot, and then he showed a horrified expression. Looking at Lin Fei's eyes, he seemed to have seen a ghost. For a moment, he didn't even care about being seriously injured. He staggered to grab Lin Fei and grabbed the ingot with both hands: "You... have you killed it?"

"I saw it when I went down just now, so I cut it off."

"Impossible, impossible, this is impossible!"

When he was seriously injured before, Fang Jun did not lose his composure in the face of Wen Hou's ridicule, but now, a mere ingot made Fang Jun's face change. When he grabbed the ingot with both hands, his hands were trembling: "You... did you really kill it?"

"Just a ghost king who has been cultivated by the yin house..."

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Fang Jun leaned weakly on the stone pillar and didn't speak for a long time, but Wen Hou was stunned. After a while, he seemed to have suddenly come to his senses: "Senior Brother Lin, have you killed that ghost king?"

"Yes." Lin Fei nodded and said nothing.

In fact, Lin Fei had already felt that deep in the tomb was suppressing a ghostly spirit. At the beginning, Lin Fei was still a little suspicious that this was the ghostly spirit accumulated bit by bit after tens of millions of years of the tomb, but when he walked into the hall, Lin Fei immediately understood...

The eighteen stone pillars in this hall are the famous Netherworld Evil God Array of the Netherworld Sect. They are specially used to suppress evil things in the yin house and to extract evil things and corpse energy to feed themselves. Lin Fei just thought for a moment and knew who the evil thing was suppressed. It is obvious that after the Netherworld Sect breaks the tomb, the most likely person to be suppressed is naturally the ghost king who cultivated through the yin house.
Chapter completed!