Chapter 4057

Bang!

The Ghost King groaned as he kept retreating in the void. His face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

He said in shock and anger, "You're actually a Heaven Breaking Level Nine Divine Array Master. When you were fighting with me just now, you were still setting up array patterns around me."

"Ghost King, welcome to the cage I weaved for you!

I wonder if you're satisfied with this cage? "An indifferent voice slowly came from behind.

From the sea of black flames, a slender figure slowly walked out.

The strange black fire swept over and appeared on his body, but it couldn't cause any harm to him.

"You're in the way, get lost!"

Zhuowen walked out of the sea of fire and waved his right hand. The Purple Gold Divine Sword erupted with blazing Purple Gold Sword Qi.

Rumble!

The Sword Qi swept out, and the huge sea of black fire was completely annihilated by the Sword Qi. The surrounding space was even blasted into a terrifying black hole.

The Ghost King was shocked. Rolling black gas gushed out of his body like a protective armor, barely helping him resist the surrounding Purple Gold Sword Qi.

"Human!

You and I have no enmity. You came to the place of imprisonment just to save the people imprisoned in the tower! "

"Since that's the case, you don't have to kill me at all. Let me go, and you can save the people in the tower!"

The Ghost King frowned slightly and suggested to Zhuowen in a low voice.

The human in front of him was a monster. He had completely accepted his fate and showed the attitude of a defeated person.

"Those who go against me can only atone for their sins with death!"

A purple gold light flashed in Zhuowen's eyes, and a strong killing intent swept out like a hurricane.

At this moment, Zhuowen stepped out of the void and stepped on the Purple Gold Sword Qi as if he was walking on flat ground. He quickly flew toward the Ghost King.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

The Ghost King's face was ugly. He was going all out, knowing that he could only fight to the death today.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The moment the two figures crossed each other, there were three sounds of swords and sabers clashing. Each sound was louder than the last. It was like a sudden clap of thunder on the ground.

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound rang out. The Ghost King's pupils shrank to the size of needles. The broadsword in his hand shattered, turning into countless black weapon fragments.

At the same time, dense black cracks appeared on the black armor covering the Ghost King's body. In the end, the armor crumbled into dust.

Zhuowen slowly turned around and silently looked at the true face of the Ghost King in front of him.

After the black armor shattered, what appeared in front of him was a human-shaped black flame.

On the left side of the flaming figure's chest, there was a beating heart.

"Is this your true face?"

Zhuowen said expressionlessly as he looked coldly at the Ghost King kneeling on the ground.

"Damn it … damn it …"

The Ghost King clutched his chest and glared at Zhuowen with a venomous look, as if he wanted to skin Zhuowen alive.

"Have you seen enough?

If you've seen enough, I'll send you to hell right now! "

Only then did the Ghost King realize that Zhuowen was no longer there.

Splat!

Before the Ghost King could react, the Purple Gold Divine Sword pierced through his back and came out from his chest.

"You …"

The Ghost King turned his head with difficulty and glared at Zhuowen with rage.

He had actually lost, and to a mere human cultivator in the Fiendgod Transformation Stage. This was the greatest humiliation of his life.

"Human, you'll regret this!

If this Ghost King ever escapes, it will be the day of your death! "

The Ghost King's venomous howls soared into the sky and spread throughout the entire prison.

"Refine!"

Zhuo Wen only looked indifferently at the wailing Ghost King avatar. The purple-gold energy flowed through the Purple-Gold Divine Sword and into the Ghost King's limbs and bones.

"Ah …"

The Ghost King screamed. He felt as if his body was being burned by a ball of fire, scorching and painful.

Then, he saw with his own eyes that his body was disintegrating. His limbs were melting and his blood was evaporating …

At this moment, the Ghost King's eyes finally revealed a look of terror. This feeling of being refined alive was an unprecedented pain.

It took a total of six hours to refine the Ghost King.

The Ghost King's blood-curdling screams reverberated throughout the space. Finally, his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Waves of pure energy surged into Zhuo Wen's limbs and bones like a storm.

Zhuowen only felt a warm feeling throughout his body. He could clearly feel that his cultivation level and aura were rapidly increasing.

"This feeling is simply too wonderful!"

Zhuowen squinted his eyes and sighed softly.

The energy that the Ghost King contained was simply too pure. It was more than ten times stronger than the energy that he had absorbed from all the ghosts in the Ghost King Ridge combined.

As the Ghost King's incarnation's energy was too great, it would take Zhuo Wen a very long time to absorb it all.

Zhuowen only wanted to save Shan Lingyun now. He planned to cultivate later.

Zhuowen pinched the air with his right hand. Instantly, the Ghost King's surging energy condensed in his palm. Finally, it turned into an irregular black crystal.

After keeping the black crystal, Zhuowen landed on the ground. His gaze landed on the tall tower in front of him.

"Master, I'm here to save you!"

Zhuowen suppressed the excitement in his heart and strode towards the tall tower.

The surface of the tall tower was densely covered with many powerful Array Dao restrictions.

However, to Zhuowen, these Array Dao restrictions were nothing. With a rip of his right hand, the restrictions on the surface of the tall tower were torn apart by him.

When Zhuowen tore apart the restrictions on the surface of the tall tower and entered the tower, Fu Ming and the other two had already found the place where the Ghost King was sealed.

In a black swamp tens of thousands of feet away from the tall tower, there was a lingering poisonous gas that could not be removed all year round.

At this moment, Fu Ming, Jian Wuqing, and Leng Feifei were gathered in the middle of the black swamp. There was an inconspicuous small temple standing there.

This small temple was about the height of a person. It was made of cobblestones of different sizes.

In this inconspicuous small temple, there was a ferocious-looking statue of a Ghost God enshrined.

What was even more strange was that this Ghost God statue was very similar to the Ghost King's incarnation under the tall tower.

Fu Ming and the other two silently looked at the Ghost God statue in the small temple. Their expressions became very solemn.

"The poisonous gas here is too strong. It's not something we can resist. We can't stay here for long!"

Jian Wuqing's beautiful brows furrowed. The sword aura around her spread like fog and surrounded her.

Even so, Jian Wuqing could only resist the poisonous gas in the swamp.

Not only Jian Wuqing, but Fu Ming and Leng Feifei also used all their strength to resist the poisonous gas. However, it was still rather difficult.

"If our master's information is correct, this should be the place where the Ghost King is sealed!

Let's take that thing out and try! "