Yunlong disappeared, the strange phenomenon retreated, Wu Ming stepped forward and saw that all the Yin soldiers were destroyed. However, there was still an incomplete figure in the pit in the middle.

At this time, the huge body of the bull devil messenger disappeared, becoming the size of an ordinary person's palm. A trace of light was still struggling above his head, his armor was broken, and the iron hairpin had disappeared, but he had only the strength to speak: "The Lord is the dragon son and grandson of that dynasty? Why bother to make things difficult for the little god?"

After a moment of gasping, his face turned to horror: "No! I'm afraid that ordinary princes may not have such luck. Who are you?"

"This dragon energy...is really good..."

Wu Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense with this god, and even himself was a little surprised by the power of this luck in the underworld.

The human dragon energy can suppress the five elements and prohibit all things!

However, in the sun, you also need to be subtly moved and search for leads to start, but you can't imagine that in the underworld, this kind of deed, luck, merit, and incense can all be transformed into spiritual suppression flames, and become a place of true strength. The effect it exerts is so terrifying!

"No wonder every time a new dynasty is established in the world, there will be an extra land of ghosts in the dark world, and even a ghost emperor protecting all people. Is this why?"

Wu Ming murmured.

According to what he saw just now, if he intends to practice ghosts and gods in the underworld, even though it is impossible to ascend the Ghost Emperor with this luck, it is easy to become a ghost king and prince in a place with great power.

"It's a pity... this road is not what I want!"
Chapter completed!