The Vigorous Ghost King is ugly in appearance, but extremely strong in body.
He is eight meters tall, weighs a hundred tons, and has large muscles piled up on his body like rocks, giving people a mountain-like pressure.
In its hand, it was carrying a thick and long iron rod!
"The Great Ghost King."
"The reverse incarnation of all weak thoughts in the world, extremely strong!"
"Finally a head-to-head fight!"
"I want to see, which of us is tougher!"
Luo Yun quickly condensed his golden body, flew directly in front of him, and started a hand-to-hand fight with the Dali Ghost King.
However, he didn't expect that the Vigorous Ghost King would be so fierce!
The sum of the seven ghost kings in front was no more than his two punches!
This kind of strength undoubtedly has the level of the late stage of the God Realm!
Luo Yun didn't use magic weapons or Taoism, just fought hand-to-hand like this, and fought with the Dali Ghost King for more than two hours!
In the end, all the sticks of the Vigorous Ghost King were broken, and he was finally surrendered!
"The tiger demon splits the sky!"
Luo Yun swung the ultimate punch of "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist", finally pierced through the chest of the Vigorous Ghost King, and killed him under his fist!
"Wheeze"
"I didn't expect the span from the seventh floor to the eighth floor to be so large."
"This powerful ghost king, based on physical quality alone, has completely surpassed the late stage of the god realm, and is between the queen of the gods and the top of the gods!"
Luo Yun looked at the corpse of the Vigorous Ghost King who was dying inch by inch:
"That is to say, the cultivation base of my black and yellow indestructible golden body is the pinnacle of the divine realm!"
"Not counting Taoism and magic weapons!"
After confirming his strength, Luo Yun showed a smile on his face.
You know, more than two months ago, he couldn't even deal with the early stages of the Divine Realm without using the Drunken Snow Sword.
I went to the Catacombs, and my strength soared!
"The Avici Demon King on the ninth floor of Avici Hell, let's not fight it, I guess I can't beat it."
"I am now visualizing the Eight Great Ghost Kings!"
"The Demon King is comparable to a demigod!"
"The Black Crow King is comparable to the early stage of God Realm."
"The King of Vigorous Ghosts is comparable to the late stage of the God Realm."
"It's an exaggeration to be able to resurrect instantly after death"
Luo Yun is dark and refreshed.
Back under the big locust tree, he picked up his phone and found that Zhang Shun had sent ten thousand thoughts.
"Ding!"
"You have received the red envelope from Xiao Zhang from Yeyousi, [Golden Dan thoughts x5000, Nascent Soul thoughts x2000, Thunder Tribulation thoughts once x1000, Thunder Tribulation thoughts x300 twice, Thunder Tribulation thoughts three times x300, Thunder Tribulation thoughts four times x200, five The thought of the second thunder disaster x100, the sixth thunder disaster thought x10] have been stored in the treasure bag, please withdraw and use it."
"Awesome!"
"There are still six thoughts about lightning disasters!"
Luo Yun happily put away more than 10,000 soul thoughts and put them into the ring.
In fact, not to mention the thoughts of thunder and catastrophe, the thoughts of Jindan and Nascent Soul are resources that monks in the secular world cannot get, but Luo Yun uses them as firewood.
Xiaozhang Yeyousi: Lord Luoyuan, take a look, are these enough?
Yeyousi Xiaozhang: Not enough, I will let the brothers go to get some more
Luo Yuan: Enough is enough
Luo Yuan: Next time I run out, I'll find you directly, right?
Xiao Zhang Yeyousi: Yes, yes, just come to me directly, Master Yeyoushen is usually busy
Luo Yuan: OK!
Luo Yuan: How much are these?
Yeyousi Xiaozhang: No, no, you get that bastard Fang Tianding down, and let me understand the hatred alive! I am content!
Luo Yuan: Ah, this
Luo Yuan: Maybe I have to wait a few days
Xiaozhang Yeyousi: No hurry, no hurry
Luo Yuan: good
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Luo Yun immediately began to refine Xuanyuanwei.
Xuanyuanwei is the name of a batch of puppets he is going to refine.
With a wave of his hand, four naked corpses lay flat on the grass.
Four men and one woman.
"These four Avenger corpses are all battleship-class supermen!"
"Each of them has a perfect transformation environment, sufficient energy and blood, and strong energy. It is a good material for making puppets."
"It is estimated that Qin Yong is preparing to refine puppets when he takes it back."
"However, how can the corpse refining technique in the mortal world compare with that in the underworld?"
Luo Yun opened Weibo againFrom the treasure bag, he took out a tombstone.
The inscription written on it is the secret manual for refining corpses that Niutou gave him.
"Tombstone corpse refining"
"Oh, what a modest name!"
Luo Yun rolled his eyes and continued reading.
After half an hour, I almost studied it thoroughly.
Ordinary corpse refining technique is to melt the metal and pour it into the corpse, then inject thoughts into it, and control it with talismans.
low level!
Vulgar!
The corpse refining technique of the underworld is based on these foundations, incorporating a divine soul to make it have independent consciousness!
Of course, this soul has been refined, the will in it has been erased, and then controlled by secret methods, so as to refine a high-level puppet with self-awareness and 100% loyalty to its master!
This is called advanced, it is called puppet!
"duang~"
The dragon pattern tripod hit the ground.
Luo Yun took out the map of hell again, and captured the souls of the moon god Palmer, the magic god Kars, and the death god Anubis.
The memories of the Moon God and the Death God have been refined by him and turned into a pure living soul.
Fashen has been imprisoned by him and has never used a knife.
"You finally let me out!"
"Who the hell are you!?"
After regaining his freedom, the god of law Kars stared at Luo Yun in horror and hatred.
With a sweep of his gaze, he saw Luo Yun himself on the ground!
A current passed through his brain!
"Luo Xuanyuan!"
"You are not dead!!"
"How how come, this is impossible! Your head was obviously blown up by Ares and turned into a cloud of blood mist, it is absolutely impossible to recover!!"
Kars couldn't believe the facts before him.
"Have you finished your last words?"
Luo Yun manipulated the map of hell, and a billowing red light gushed out, enveloping Kars and sending it to the dragon-pattern tripod.
"You what do you want to do!"
"No!"
"Luo Xuanyuan, you can't refine me! Lord Moon God will definitely not let you go!!"
After Kars was thrown into the dragon pattern tripod, he kept screaming.
Luo Yun chuckled, "How about Lord Moon God? She was killed by me a long time ago, and her memory has been refined."
"Ha ha ha ha¡¡"
Kars looked up to the sky and laughed, "It's just you? Lord Luna is in the late stage of the God Realm, and with the artifact Moon Wheel, it is enough to compete against the peak of the God Realm!"
"Moon wheel? You mean this?"
Luo Yun casually took out the broken moon wheel and threw it aside.
A look of disgust.
"It's just this shit, how dare you call it an artifact?"
"Moon Wheel!!" Kars yelled strangely, "Why is the Moon Wheel here with you? What happened to Lord Luna!?"
"I told you that she died, and my memory was refined"
Luo Yun pouted.
Too lazy to talk nonsense, he took out a handful of golden elixir ideas and threw them into the furnace mouth of the dragon pattern tripod.
"Fuck!"
The spiritual flames erupted from the cauldron, roasting Kars until he screamed!
Without screaming twice, his consciousness completely disappeared in this world, and his soul flew away.
Only one pure living soul is left.
Then, Luo Yun took out another piece of [Beihai Wujin Iron], threw it into the cauldron for calcination (Remember the website address of this site: www.hlnovel.com