"Maozi, stay here and don't move."

I whispered, then went up to meet.

"No, I have to go with you..."

Maozi wanted to walk down the slope, but saw me suddenly looking at it, and just a glance, the terrible aura mixed with demonic aura and murderous aura fell into its eyes. Maozi immediately took a step back, and then I smiled slightly, walked out with my hands behind my back.

"He's here."

Five ghost masters on the ghost wall looked at me together.

Standing in front of the Shura clan army, in the wind and sand, I calmly said, "Everyone, I'm here, you can start."

The five masters of the ghost clan did not move, but the Shura King walked down from the black chariot and walked slowly towards me. His hand carrying the sword trembled slightly, obviously a little nervous.

At the same time, behind me, a man was also slowly walking in the army of the Rakshasa clan, wearing silver-white armor, a normal man's height, holding a bronze spear in his hand, a silver-shaped battle helmet, and a handsome face with a kingly aura.

This person is the king of the Rakshasa clan, and the Rakshasa king who is on par with Shura King.

It is rumored that the Rakshasa clan was originally an immortal general who guarded the Immortal Palace, but in the end he was demoted to the underworld. The Rakshasa clan turned from an immortal general to a ghost, but the Rakshasa kings of each generation are still handsome and powerful, with the style of a first-class immortal general.

"Rakshasa, this one is mine, what are you doing?"

King Shura shouted at Rakshasa with a sword in his arms.

"The Ghost Emperor's Destiny. Let me help you. I didn't want to join forces with you, but if we don't join forces today, it will be difficult to sluggish this kid's aura."

King Rakshasa shook the bronze spear in his hand and said with a gloomy face. Mu Diaotai.

"Haha, I am really honored. The kings of the ghosts and gods in the underworld gathered here today and they all want to attack me. It's really good."

I laughed out loud.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the Ghost Emperor's order, I would definitely not have joined forces with you. Today is an exception."

King Shura roared, slowly bent down, and pounded the ground with a heavy blow to the ground with a sword, and said in a cold voice.

"My thoughts are the same as you, only once."

King Rakshasa gently shook the bronze spear in his hand, but made a bell sound.

I stood between the two kings, but suddenly shouted: "Two kings, I have heard some very strange statements in the underworld. I want to verify it from you here. I heard that since ancient times, the three tribes of ghosts and gods have said that the battle between kings has been the king. Once a person with the bloodline and identity of the king can challenge the kings of the ghosts and gods of the three tribes. If he wins, he will be the king of the tribe. Is this rumor true?"

After my words spread, the faces of King Shura and King Rakshasa changed slightly.

"There was indeed this statement in ancient times. What do you want, boy?"

King Shura asked loudly.

I gently took out the token of the Xuanyuan family, slowly raised it, and then said loudly: "I will launch a king challenge to you with the blood of the Human Emperor and the patriarch of the Xuanyuan family. If I win, your two tribes will respect me!"

After hearing this, King Rakshasa said in a deep voice: "You are not a ghost, why should you launch a king challenge?"

My eyes swept over its face coldly and whispered, "Are you afraid of losing?"

The Rakshasa King was speechless. I pierced my finger and popped the blood out. After the drop of blood fell to the ground, it emitted a faint golden light. I pointed to the blood and said, "In ancient times, the Human Emperor lineage was above the hundreds of clans, and even above your ghost and god lineage. Although time has changed, the dominance of the Human Emperor lineage is no longer there, but I am still the emperor's bloodline. Is it impossible to subdue such full strength? Besides, the Ghost and God clan advocates power. Could it be that you two are afraid of me, if you are afraid that I will take back this challenge declaration!"

After being so aroused by me, the impulsive Shura King suddenly waved his sword and kept slashing the ground, roaring like a wild beast: "Why are we afraid of you? If you want to launch a king's challenge, then we will be. If you can defeat us, you will be the king of Shura and Rakshasa clan. We should submit to you!"

I took back the token of the Xuanyuan family, put it down, and sneered and said, "That's right, this is the real ghost..."

The cold wind was blowing, and the Rakshasa King took the lead. The bronze spear was pointed out and turned into an ancient light and rushed straight towards me. I flicked my body gently into the air. The spear passed through under my back. Hei Kui shot with his back. The red light penetrated the silver helmet on the Rakshasa King's head. The Shura King was tall and took a step forward. He waved the sword in his hand and slashed it hard at me. The sword blade was cold. If this sword fell on me, my little waist would definitely be broken on the spot. The other hand was a little first, and the demonic energy wrapped around the Shura King's wrist. The changes between the previous and the two came quickly enough. I landed sideways, and then the witch weapon was thrown out. The hand of the sky quickly condensed and slapped it from the air.

"The ancient Shura method!"

However, unexpectedly, King Shura actually used great force and swung hard, breaking the entire demonic energy wrapped around his hand, and then raised his hand to block the hand of the sky falling from the sky.

Only with a "bang" sound, King Shura's palms blocked the hand of the sky falling from the sky. This was the first time I saw someone really use the brute force of his body to block the powerful pressure of the hand of the sky.

"Witchcraft, but that's it, ah!"

Shura King quarreled with the hands of the Cangtian Hand, and slowly tore a gap in the hands of the Cangtian Hand. I raised my hand to attack Shura King, but I saw the Rakshasa king throwing the bronze spear in his hand, and then the spear turned into a terrifying dragon and rushed straight towards me. I knew when to change the art. I was not afraid of the dragon, let alone the magic of transforming into a dragon. I retreated with my right palm and wanted to smash it with demonic energy. But at this moment, the dragon in front of me suddenly turned into a rope, and then wrapped around my wrist. I was stunned and wanted to tear the rope, but the rope became tighter and tighter.

At the same time, the Shura King in front of me was now brutally powerful, tearing the palms in the air into two halves. Half of the skin on his body was covered with dense red patterns. He was breathing, and the Shura King roared like a wild beast.

"My spear is made of the bones of the dragon transformation. It has several changes, which can be long or short, soft or hard, and can turn into a dragon and beast, or become a rope mechanism. The harder you exert, the tighter the rope will be. If you can't make a seal, your spell will not be able to be used. Wan Lin, you lost this battle!"

The Rakshasa king seemed relieved, and his voice seemed to be a little louder.

"Yeah?"

I looked up at the Rakshasa King in front of me and asked in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, the two kings were stunned at the same time, but saw a dark green flame jumping up on my hands. The flame wrapped around my hands and began to burn. The rope made a "bang..." sound, and burnt black ashes fell on the ground.

"Demon Fire!"

King Rakshasa shouted in a low voice.

I raised my hands and whispered, "This is a battle between kings. Please show some skills, otherwise you may not have the chance to use your true skills."

In the underworld, the old man sat cross-legged in Paradise Lost. The only green place in the underworld seemed like a paradise. A ringtone came from outside the door, which meant that someone asked to see him.

The old man flashed and appeared outside the door, but saw several underworlds kneeling on the ground. One of them said, "Sir, the people of the Ghost Clan have intervened in this matter. King Shura and King Rakshasa accepted Wan Lin's challenge. If the two Kings of Ghost and God lose, then our plan to annex the ghosts and gods of the three tribes will be vain."

The old man thought for a while and said, "The two old ghosts will fail in my plan. It is reasonable to lose to Wan Lin, but this matter cannot be taken advantage of by the ghost clan. I pass on my order to borrow troops from the Ten Palaces of Yama, and control the situation after Wan Lin is suppressed by the ghost clan. This time, our Netherworld must become one of the most powerful forces in the underworld!"

None of the five ghost guys on the ghost wall took action, just watched the battle in front of him quietly.

After we fought for more than ten moves, one of the ghost clans on the ghost wall disappeared. I noticed this detail, and I was afraid that there was some backhand waiting for me.

"Shura killing thought!"
Chapter completed!