Chapter 612: Void Refinement Ghost King

There were indeed many ghost creatures in the Emperor-Fallen Abyss.

By the time He He Pingsheng reached the bottom, he had killed six or seven in one go.

Of course, none had very high cultivation.

They were all Golden Core or Nascent Soul level, which could be wiped out with a wave of the hand.

"Damn it... there's nothing down here..."

"Have you all found anything?"

A rough voice came from afar.

It sounded like the voice of the Bone Clan Prince.

The Yin evil energy here blocked spiritual sense, but it could not block sound. After a cultivator's voice was imbued with magic power and rules, it could indeed travel very far.

"No... there are evil ghosts everywhere, it's so annoying!"

This was the voice of the Sky Fox clan girl, Bai Bai Yuyu.

He He Pingsheng smiled and did not answer.

Thinking about chatting with each other while searching for treasure down here made him want to laugh.

"Husband... where are we going?" Qiao Qiao Huizhu was still a bit scared.

He He Pingsheng held her left hand: "Let's look around first, mainly searching for those bones!"

"If we can't find them within ten days, we will retreat!"

Just as he finished speaking, another huge ghost creature emerged from the churning Yin energy, holding a horse-slaying blade condensed from Yin energy, and slashed toward He He Pingsheng.

He He Pingsheng casually rubbed out a Qi shield.

He thought he could block it, but he didn't expect this Qi shield to be slashed away directly by the ghost creature.

"Eh?" He He Pingsheng was slightly surprised, saying: "This evil ghost is a bit strong!"

A sweep of his spiritual sense revealed the opponent's cultivation.

Equivalent to the twelfth layer of the Soul Transformation Stage for humans or demons.

A little bit more and it could advance to Void Refinement.

No wonder it was so strong!

But... that was all.

"You stand behind me..." He He Pingsheng gave the Ghost Banner to Qiao Qiao Huizhu, and he himself fought the ghost creature opposite him move by move.

After more than thirty moves back and forth, He He Pingsheng blasted the ghost creature into fragments with one shot.

A wisp of black ghost spirit was about to fly away.

Rumbling...

He He Pingsheng's thunder magic power surged out, tearing the ghost spirit into pieces directly.

"It really is much weaker than ordinary cultivators!" He He Pingsheng put away his magic treasure and looked at the pitch-black void ahead.

He He Pingsheng could kill ghost creatures of this strength with one strike. The reason he spent more than thirty moves back and forth was just to see how strong they were.

After a bout of fighting, He He Pingsheng felt that the strength of this twelfth-layer Soul Transformation ghost creature was about one-third of an ordinary twelfth-layer Soul Transformation cultivator.

The combat power was particularly lackluster.

The reason was still the same: no cultivation technique inheritance and no divine abilities; they only had cultivation but nothing else.

He He Pingsheng took Qiao Qiao Huizhu and continued searching in the abyss.

Unfortunately, after searching for two days, they still didn't find the so-called 【Dragon-Scale Immortal Wood】.

Just at this moment, a sharp voice suddenly came over: "Help... everyone... help..."

The voice was very sharp.

But listening carefully, one could tell it was a man's voice.

He He Pingsheng was familiar with this voice; it was Prince Chongming.

"Fellow Daoists... save me... there is a Ghost King..."

"Help..."

Chongming's voice grew louder and louder!

It seemed he was running while shouting.

He He Pingsheng's brows furrowed slightly: Ghost King?

What is a Ghost King?

Don't know!

Because all powerful ghost creatures here could be called Ghost Kings.

Ghost King is just a general term used by human cultivators for ghost creatures, but Prince Chongming was being chased and beaten by a Ghost King, could it be the twelfth layer of the Soul Transformation Stage?

Just as He He Pingsheng was wondering, another voice came: "Damn it... Chongming, why did you lead this thing to me?"

This was Nan Li's voice.

Then, Nan Li's voice rose another notch, and became even sharper: "Not good... it's a Void Refinement... Void Refinement Ghost King!"

"Everyone..."

"Run..."

"Damn!" Upon hearing this voice, He He Pingsheng was scared to the point of peeing.

Void Refinement Stage!

This place could actually breed a Void Refinement-stage Ghost King?

Boom...

Just at this moment, a powerful energy fluctuation carrying endless Yin evil energy fell from the sky, cutting straight toward He He Pingsheng and Qiao Qiao Huizhu.

"Open..."

He He Pingsheng did not hesitate at all, and the blood-red turtle shell was sacrificed by him directly.

A cyan divine turtle phantom condensed.

This was the first time he had used the turtle shell since entering the Soul Transformation Stage.

The defensive power could be imagined.

However, facing this strike that swept from who knows where, the power was far beyond He He Pingsheng's expectations. Under one strike, the divine turtle phantom he sacrificed shook several times and almost shattered.

"Pfft..." He He Pingsheng even spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Not good!" He hurriedly retracted the phantom, pulled Qiao Qiao Huizhu, and said: "Run... we can't beat it!"

The Yin evil energy here blocked the laws of heaven and earth, so teleportation was impossible; they could only fly.

He He Pingsheng pulled Qiao Qiao Huizhu and instantly rushed toward the sky.

After about half a stick of incense, they rushed out of the abyss and landed in the sky.

At this time, there were already several people in the sky.

Bone Clan Prince, Golden Rhino Prince, Prince Chongming!

And two Sky Fox clan members!

There was even that True Person Nan Yuan.

In other words, only Nan Li was left in the abyss.

From within the abyss, booming fighting sounds came continuously.

"Fairy Nan Li... please retreat quickly!" The Bone Clan Prince shouted with some worry.

After all, this Ghost King was led here by him.

Below, Nan Li said coldly: "Understood... I won't die..."

Zoom, a fiery red light rushed out of the black abyss. In that light was a huge vermilion Zhu Que.

The Zhu Que instantly landed in the void and transformed back into Nan Li's human form.

Immediately after, less than two breaths after Nan Li landed in the void, a Ghost King a thousand zhang tall chased out from the abyss and also jumped into the void.

He was seen to be burly, with his whole body condensed from Yin energy.

A Ghost King, just like a black mountain peak.

He held a sword in his hand, and there were no facial features on his face, only three holes.

Two eye holes, one mouth hole.

Inside the eye holes, two scarlet light spots jumped continuously, like the two eyes of an evil ghost.

Let alone fighting, just seeing this image made Qiao Qiao Huizhu's body tremble.

She was not afraid of fierce battles, not afraid of demon beasts, but was naturally afraid of ghost creatures.

"Everyone!" Nan Li said: "Let's join forces to kill him... maybe that 【Dragon-Scale Immortal Wood】 is on him!"

"Slash..."

After speaking, Nan Li swung her fiery red flying sword, which transformed into a hundred-zhang size, and slashed toward the ghost creature.

"Slash..."

"Slash..."

"Slash..."

The others also made their moves, slashing toward the ghost creature.

He He Pingsheng naturally was no exception.

He did not use his full strength, but while fighting, he said to Qiao Qiao Huizhu: "Senior Sister Qiao... I will count to three, and we will leave immediately!"

As a result...

Zoom zoom zoom...

Before He He Pingsheng could even start counting, the rest of the people had almost all turned into streams of light and flown away!

Just kidding, this is a Void Refinement-stage Ghost King, who can beat it? ===== CHAPTER 613 =====