The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen looked at the ghost cultivator imprisoned in the "Ice Prison", Xiao Chen frowned.

"How many ghost cultivators are imprisoned here?" Xiao Chen asked.

King Bian Cheng took out a pamphlet, looked it over a few times and said, "A total of twenty-eight ghost cultivators have been imprisoned, fourteen from the Upper Three Realm, ten from the Middle Third Realm, and four from the First Divine Realm."

Xiao Chen nodded, and smashed the "Ice Prison" in front of him with a punch.

A shrill scream pierced through the "Ice Prison", carrying endless resentment and anger.

King Biancheng's expression changed, and a city lord's seal appeared on his hand.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, signaling him not to be nervous.

"Come out!" Xiao Chen looked at the smashed "Ice Prison" and said softly.

A smear of red suddenly floated out of the "ice prison" and went straight to King Biancheng.

The monstrous Yin Qi turned into billowing black clouds, and the already gloomy underground cave was blown by a whistling wind at this moment, making people ache all over.

Xiao Chen nodded, luckily, the first one to be released was one of the four gods.

"Evil barrier, you made a big mistake, you don't know how to repent, and now you are released by the lord, you still want to attack this king."

King Biancheng roared, and suppressed the city lord's seal in his hand.

The surrounding Yin Qi was instantly crushed, and the red color flew out from the city lord's seal.

Ghost cultivation is a very difficult type, because it has no entity and is almost immune to physical attacks.

Moreover, ghost cultivators are generally a little distorted in their hearts because of the heavy Yin Qi.

Therefore, many monks are unwilling to deal with ghost cultivators.

But ghost repair has a fatal weakness.

That is, when encountering talisman cultivators such as celestial masters, or some monks who use thunder and magic fire, the damage they receive may be doubled.

As for why King Biancheng could easily injure a ghost cultivator who is also in the realm of God?

He is one of the ten halls of hell, and he is born with the ability to weaken and suppress all ghosts.

That smear of red was touched by King Biancheng's seal of the city lord, and the yin energy on his body seemed to be dissipated a lot.

Only then did Xiao Chen see clearly what this ghost cultivator looked like.

It turned out to be a pretty girl, wearing a bright red wedding dress.

It's just that beauty is beauty, and the resentment in her body is really not covered.

Xiao Chen frowned, "It is estimated that he died suddenly on the wedding day, and became a ghost of joy and mourning, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a heavy resentment."

The female ghost obviously had a bad temper, and when she saw Xiao Chen looking at her, she immediately rushed forward.

"Evil barrier, how dare you." King Bian Cheng's eyes widened angrily, and he suppressed him with a wave of power.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, facing the rushing female ghost, he suddenly extended his hand.

The female ghost sneered again and again as her body gradually turned into black mist.

A red mist of blood suddenly appeared on Xiao Chen's hand, and he grabbed the female ghost by the neck.

The female ghost who was strangled by the neck was full of disbelief.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "Ghost cultivators are too limited, you have almost no defense against some methods."

Xiao Chen loosened the wedding dress and asked, "What's your name?"

The female ghost in wedding dress snorted coldly and turned her head to one side.

"Still a tsundere." Xiao Chen happily patted her on the head.

"What are you doing?" The ghost in wedding dress bared her teeth and wanted to strangle Xiao Chen to death, but seeing the red blood on Xiao Chen's hand, she suppressed her anger again.

"What crime did she commit?" Xiao Chen asked.

King Bian Cheng opened a booklet and flipped through it.

"Feng Hongye, female, was born in the thirteenth year of the Republic of China and died in the twenty-eighth year of the Republic of China. She was originally a daughter of a warlord, but she died strangely and suddenly on the day she got married..."

"The crimes committed, um... like to go to other people's weddings to kill people, kill the groom, and the groom who died at her hands, a total of 132."

Xiao Chen nodded slightly and looked at the ghost in wedding dress, "You kill people for no reason like this, you want to be contaminated with great karma, and you will definitely be punished by thunder in the future."

"What's none of your business?" Although the ghost's tone was indifferent, her body trembled slightly.

"Come with me, I will take you out, I can take you on the right path, and avoid the disaster of thunder and punishment in the future."

These ghost cultivators are extremely difficult to deal with, and if they can be brought under their command, it will be a strong boost.

Xiao Chen originally didn't have the hobby of accepting his subordinates, but now the situation on the earth is treacherous.

Several big worlds are staring at this place closely, coveting the opportunity to become emperor.

Xiao Chen needs to build his own intelligence network so as not to be passive everywhere.

For example, what happened to the Shadow Demon this time was almost a black eye.

Although spider webs can provide information, their information is really not satisfactory.

And ghost repair has always been famous for its cunning, and it is perfect for doing some intelligence work.

As for things like fighting, Xiao Chen never counted on them, he had to do it himself.

"Would you like to?" Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the ghost in wedding dress again.

The little girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old when she died.

If you say she is pitiful, she is indeed pitiful. She died in her most beautiful years, or on the day she got married.

If you say she is hateful, she is indeed hateful, killing people everywhere indiscriminately.

The ghost in wedding dress slapped Xiao Chen's hand off, and looked at Xiao Chen warily, "Why should I trust you?"

Xiao Chen pointed to "Ice Prison", "You don't have to trust me, you just need to choose."

"Go out with me and fight for a future? Or go back to the ice prison and continue to live this dark day?"

As long as you are not a fool, you probably know how to choose.

"What's the price?" The ghost in the wedding dress asked with a look of disbelief.

"Give me a few years' work!" Xiao Chen smiled.

Xiao Chen walked to the next ice prison, "Think about it, I'll release others first."

Heifeng rolled his eyes, ran to pry the Nether Dao Stone, and kept muttering, "I said, brother Chen, why are you so messed up, I don't want to work for you, just beat me to death with two fists and I'll finish the job." Come on, chatting with an ugly girl here for a long time."

"Who do you say is ugly?" The pale face of the ghost in wedding dress turned blue with anger.

"Talking about you, what's the matter, don't you know what you are doing? Pooh!" Heifeng poohed disdainfully.

"I'll kill you pig." The wedding dress female ghost couldn't take it anymore and rushed towards Heifeng.

"My lord." King Bian Cheng looked worried.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "It's okay, just leave that pig alone."

Hei Feng looked at the female ghost in wedding dress rushing over with disdain in his eyes.

A golden brush appeared in Heifengzhu's hand, and he drew a talisman in the air.

The golden talisman exploded in an instant, turning into a stream of golden light, and collided directly with the wedding dress female ghost.

"I'm nicknamed the Almighty Little Prince. He's good at playing, playing, playing and singing. Can't he cure you, a ghost?"

Hei Feng triumphantly pried the Nether Stone while provoking the female ghost.

"I'll bite you to death." The wedding dress female ghost pounced on her again.