I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

Wang Wan Ming was surprised by the power of the gods inspired by Mu Yunlong, but Mu Yunlong did not hesitate.

The long sword fell heavily, and the golden light scattered from the blade, leaving two marks of scorch marks on Wang Ming's ghost claws.

"Humph!"

With a flick of his palm, Wan Ming Wang Fei backed away.

"Human kid, where did the power of the gods come from?"

In the ancient battle, the heavenly gods had already fallen, and the power of the heavenly gods disappeared from the heavens and the earth.

Now, the power of the gods, which was supposedly impossible to appear, appeared again, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

"You who fell from the gods to the ghosts are also worthy of the power of the gods?"

Mu Yunlong's eyes were full of disdain.

He also didn't expect that he could activate the power of the gods in the long sword again.

Ever since he activated the power of the deity when he was fighting against the unintentional demon on Juling Mountain, he has been unable to activate the power of the deity again.

At this moment, looking at the faint golden light on the giant sword, there was also excitement in his eyes.

"You know that I used to be a god?" Wang Wan Ming was surprised, but after thinking of the ghosts they had caught, his heart was relieved.

But the white boy, standing still in the air, did not speak or move, as if he had known it a long time ago.

"Hehe, such a thin 20 power of the gods, you think I will look at them."

Wang Mingwang's ghostly claws were filled with ghostly air, and in a flash, the small wound was repaired.

"However, you and the power of the gods are of some use to me."

As soon as the figure moved, King Wan Ming rushed over again.

The surging ghost gas turned into a turbulent wave, and countless tragic white faces floated and fluttered in the ghost gas.

Mu Yunlong's face turned pale, he knew he couldn't stop this move.

Even though the giant sword could activate the power of the gods, he still couldn't stop this move.

"Get out!"

Wang Yifan took a step forward, waving the spirit-seeking banner in his hand lightly.

All of a sudden, the boundless ghost spirit is like encountering an invisible wall of air, no one can enter.

The ghosts all over the sky also seemed to have encountered something terrifying, screaming and fleeing in all directions.

The spirit-calling banner skips the ghostly spirit and points directly at King Wan Ming.

King Wan Ming's expression changed drastically. Although he didn't feel any miracles from this spirit-recruiting banner, there was an inexplicable voice in his heart that told him.

Never touch this flag, otherwise the consequences can be imagined.

"I want to run now, it's too late."

Wang Yifan palmed his hand, and the hoisting banner was like a long spear, pointing straight on Wang Wanming's chest.

The strong ghost energy condensed into a thick black shield in Wang Mingwang's chest, trying to block the blow.

"Crack!"

Suddenly the sound of glass breaking.

The black shield shattered as soon as it touched the homing banner.

"It's really disappointing that the dignified ghost king only uses this trick!"

Wang Yifan smiled and said, the soul-bearing banner was already on Wang Ming's chest.

The ghostly spirit was surging, and the mighty King Wan Ming was hit by the spirit banner, and his momentum suddenly wilted, like a leaky ball.

"What, what?"

Wan Mingwang's face was pale, his eyes were unbelievable.

He found that his own Ghost King cultivation base had gone down two-thirds below this point of the spirit-calling banner.

Moreover, his ghost body is no longer stable, and he feels that it may dissipate at any time.

"help me!"

Before he could think about it, he hurriedly asked Bai Tongzi for help.

Bai Tongzi's figure floated slowly, and went straight to Wang Yifan.

Then, he landed barefoot and knelt on one knee.

"Bai Boy, pay homage to Yin Si Zhengshen."

"you..."

Seeing Bai Tongzi's movements, King Wan Ming was dumbfounded, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

Bai Tongzi's strength is above him, and he has always been arrogant.

Regardless of his appearance as a child, only those who have seen him really know how terrifying he is.

More importantly, Bai Tongzi is not alone, he has greater strength behind him.

At this moment, Bai Tongzi was so respectful to Wang Yifan that he couldn't accept it.

"Oh? Do you know that I am the Yinsi Zhengshen?"

Wang Yifan is a little curious.

The thin ghost spirit on this white boy made him curious, and at this moment, he was able to accurately point out his identity, which made him a little surprised.

"Haha, although the power of the Yinsi on Shangxian's body has a strong oppressive power on ghosts like me, but at the same time it is like fireflies in the night."

"It's not difficult to tell."

Bai Tongzi lowered his head and said.

"Really? But as far as I know, there is no Yinsi in this world. Where do you know the Yinsi Difu?"

Wang Yifan said lightly.

The identities of Yin Si were recognized before because they were all related to Heavenly Court and knew that Yin Si was normal.

But this white boy, is it also the fallen god of the heavens, or is it related to the gods?

Frowning, Wang Yifan doesn't believe that there can be so many coincidences.

"Shangxian knows something. Although there is no Yinsi Difu in this world, there are many ancient books that record the Yinsi and Heavenly Court."

Bai Tongzi explained.

"Yes?"

Wang Yifan gave him a deep look.

"This King Wanming was a god of heaven before he was alive. We have known for a long time. I also know why he fell from the god of heaven into the path of ghosts."

Bai Tongzi raised his head.

"US?"

Wang Yifan accurately found the difference in his words.

"I'm a boy under the seat of ghosts and gods in Manshan Mountain."

Bai Tongzi said a new name.

Sure enough, it didn't come from a secret realm.

As early as when Bai Tongzi appeared, Wang Yifan guessed that he was most likely from the outside world.

After all, although this secret realm is full of Yin Qi, it is not large enough to hold two ghosts of the ghost king level.

And combined with the unjust souls who had just died in the courtyard of the King Wan Ming.

There is another entrance to this secret realm, which is almost certain.

It's just that, why is the formation in the holy forest of the dense forest demon race still being impacted by ghosts?

If they want to go out, they can go to the outside world from another exit.

I was puzzled, but Wang Yifan didn't show it.

Regarding the secret realm, he was not in a hurry.

Now that King Wan Ming has been half-worn, the sacred forest crisis of the dense forest monster clan has been resolved.

However, the newly-appearing Manshan Mountain and the ghosts and spirits of Manshan Mountain made him have to pay attention.

It can be called a ghost, and there are subordinates of the ghost king level such as Bai Tongzi.

Wang Yifan can already imagine the terrible ghosts and gods of Manshan Mountain.

No wonder the strange world would want to attack the human world, not to mention the other, it is the strength of Manshan.

With the current situation in the human world, it can't be resisted.

With his current strength, exhausting the means may be able to resist the ghosts and gods of Mang Mountain.

But he is the only one in the world.

He couldn't understand only a corner of this huge alien world, and there was such a terrifying force as the ghosts and gods of Manshan Mountain.

No one knows how many ghosts and ghosts in Manshan there are.

But why these ghosts don't move the human race of Mid Valley City.

A look of doubt rose in Wang Yifan's heart. .

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