Zhuo Wen looked at the ghost king kneeling on the ground indifferently, and said expressionlessly.

"Damn...Damn..."

The Ghost King held his chest, and he looked at Zhuo Wen with resentment, as if he wanted to swallow Zhuo Wen alive.

"Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, I will send you to Huangquan Road now!"

An ethereal voice came, and the ghost king realized that the figure of Zhuo Wen in front of him was no longer there.

Pooh!

Before the Ghost King could react, the Zijin Excalibur pierced his back and pierced through his chest.

"you��"

The ghost king turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Zhuo Wen angrily.

He actually lost, and he still lost to a human monk who was just a demon transformation, which was a shame in his life.

"Human beings, you will regret it! If this king ever gets out of trouble, it will be your death day!"

The ghost king's venomous howl soared into the sky and spread throughout the prison.

"Refining!"

Zhuo Wen just looked at the incarnation of the ghost king who kept howling, and the Zijin energy poured into the limbs and bones of the ghost king along the Zijin Excalibur like a tide.

"ah��"

The ghost king screamed, he felt as if a fire was burning inside his body, it was hot 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 showed fear. This feeling of being alive was an unprecedented pain.

It took three hours to refine the ghost king.

The ghost king's shrill scream continuously echoed in this space, and finally the voice was so weak that it was hard to hear.

Streams of pure energy poured into Zhuowen's limbs and bones like a storm.

Zhuo Wen only felt the warmth all over his body, and clearly felt that the cultivation base and aura in his body were rapidly increasing.

"It's such a wonderful feeling!"

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed softly.

The energy contained in the ghost king is really too pure, dozens of times stronger than the combined energy of all the ghosts he absorbed in Ghost King Ridge.

Since the energy of the ghost king's incarnation is too huge, it will take a long time for Zhuo Wen to absorb all of it.

Now Zhuo Wen just wants to rescue Shan Lingyun first, and he plans to wait for the matter of cultivation later.

I saw Zhuo Wen's right hand pinching the void, and for a while, the surging energy of the ghost king continued to condense in his palm, and finally turned into an irregular black crystal.

After putting away the black crystal, Zhuo Wen landed on the ground, his eyes fell on the tower in front of him.

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

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

The surface of the tower is densely covered with many powerful barriers.

However, to Zhuo Wen, these barriers were nothing. When he tore it off with his right hand, he tore the barriers on the surface of the tower to pieces.

When Zhuo Wen tore off the restriction on the surface of the high tower and entered the high tower, Fu Ming and the other three had already found the place where the ghost king sealed.

In a black swamp tens of thousands of feet away from the tower, there is a lingering poisonous gas all year round.

At this moment, Fu Ming, Jian Wuqing, and Leng Feifei gathered in the center of the black swamp, where a small, inconspicuous temple stood.

This small temple is only as tall as a person, and it is made of pebbles of different sizes.

In this inconspicuous small temple, there is a statue of a ghost with a hideous face enshrined.

What's even more strange is that this statue of ghosts and gods is very similar to the incarnation of the ghost king under the tower.

The three of Fu Ming silently looked at the statues of ghosts and gods in the small temple, their expressions became very solemn. JrNovels.com