Chapter 1356 Fatty Ling Tian

Jiuyou City.

In a gorgeous palace, a young man looked at the envelope in his hand. There was a trace of surprise and horror on the young man's unwavering face.

"The Ghost Hunting Dragon King actually ran to the Corpse Emperor City and killed the Zhenshan Corpse Emperor?"

His eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice:

"Five years ago, I also had a battle with the Zhenshan Corpse King. At that time, I was twenty years old, two years older than the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, and I could barely survive a few moves in his hands.

The Ghost Hunting Dragon King can not only fight against the Zhenshan Corpse King, but also kill him. How is this possible? "

He muttered to himself, seemingly full of doubt.

"Your Highness Xiaoyao, all the powerful men in the underworld think this news is false.

At the age of eighteen, he was able to kill the ninth-level ghost king. He was already an unparalleled genius.

Trying to fight the Corpse Emperor who is comparable to the Ghost Emperor with the strength of the Ghost King is as ridiculous as a baby fighting an adult.

After all, if a baby can’t even walk, how can it compete with adults? "

There was a middle-aged man standing at the head of the hall. He smiled and said to the young man.

In his words, he didn't believe Lin Tianyou's deeds at all.

"Well, you're right.

In the underworld, there is no one who can surpass me in talent.

Hua Feiyan may be close to my talent, but she is still far from surpassing me.

The Ghost Hunting Dragon King is just a clown.

Pass on the order, no more news about the Ghost Hunting Dragon King will be sent to me.

That boy has no right for me to pay attention to! "

The young man waved the envelope in his hand, and immediately a fire from the underworld rose up, burning the envelope to ashes.

"As you command, Your Highness Xiaoyao!"

The middle-aged man accepted the order respectfully.

This young man is none other than Jiuyou Ghost Emperor’s most talented son, You Xiaoyao!

In Tianzi City, in a certain house, there was a young man wearing a big red robe, his figure was swaying and extremely enchanting.

He looked at the news from the Governor's Office that he had just received with a smile on his face.

But there was a strong murderous intent in this smile.

"Ghost-hunting Dragon King, right? Last time you killed the Jibing Ghost King, you were already in the limelight. Now you don't know how to restrain yourself and continue to make trouble in the underworld.

Do you want to trample all of us, the geniuses of Tianzi City, under your feet?

Hehe, interesting, since you like to show off, then I will let you show off as much as you can! "

After he finished speaking, he immediately picked up a writing brush on the table, wrote a letter, and then put it in an envelope.

There is one of his autographs on the envelope, Hua Feiyan!

"Haha, Master Lin is so powerful, he can even kill the Corpse Emperor!"

In a hotel in a certain seventh-tier city, a fat man as fat as a mountain of meat was sitting in front of a round table. His eyes narrowed into a thin line and he patted the table excitedly.

This fat man is none other than Lin Tianyou’s younger brother, Lingtian Ghost King.

Others may not know who the Ghost Hunting Dragon King is, and may even think that this news is false, and that the Ghost Hunting Dragon King deliberately wants to show off in front of the ghost clan in the underworld.

However, Ling Tian Ghost King, who knew that the Ghost Hunting Dragon King was the reincarnation of the Dragon King and Ghost Emperor, thought that killing the Zhenshan Corpse King was a normal thing.

After all, the Ghost Hunting Dragon King is a born emperor, a super genius that even God is jealous of.

Even if the news came that Lin Tianyou had killed the Corpse Ancestor general, he would not have the slightest doubt.

"Why is it that the governor's office is always promoting the ghost hunting dragon king now?

An eighteen-year-old kid also wants to kill the Corpse Emperor? Dreaming!

Not even a three-year-old child would believe this kind of fake news! "

"Yes, the governor's office has also fallen by spreading such false news every day!"

Lingtian Ghost King was happy for Lin Tianyou when he heard the voice slandering Lin Tianyou coming from the side.

He suddenly became furious.

Without thinking, he directly grabbed a chair next to him, blessed it with soul power, and smashed it against the bastards who slandered the Dragon King.

Snapped!

The chair hit a ghost clan member who was eating and turned into a pile of sawdust.

The ghost tribe was so disoriented that it couldn't react for a long time.

His head was bruised and swollen.

"Who did it?"

The diners at that table looked at the crowd with angry faces, wondering who was so bold as to attack their companions with chairs.

"Your Grandpa Lingtian did it, what do you think?"

Lingtian Ghost King took such a big step that he even dared to slander his eldest brother, Mr. Lin. He was simply seeking death!

"Did you do it?"

The companions of the smashed ghost clan glared angrily, and shouted fiercely one by one.

Uh-huh!

Several ghosts stood up from their chairs, gnashing their teeth one by one, and a few also took out weapons from the space scrolls.

"Damn fat pig!"

The ghost clan whose head was smashed by a chair finally came to his senses. He touched his head and saw blood flowing down it, and he became furious.

"Brothers, get on top of him and let me out all the fat on him!"

He became angry with shame. In the Seventh Line City, although they were not a powerful ghost clan, they could not be bullied by a fat man at will.

Lingtian Ghost King, who was surrounded in the center, looked calm.

He glanced around the crowd with cold eyes, raised a finger, imitated the arrogant look of the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, twitched his finger, and said:

"You losers, you want to fight with me? Today, I'm going to beat the shit out of you!"

When the other diners in the hotel saw Lingtian Ghost King being so patronizing, they all looked at him with a look of sympathy.

The ghosts who ate in this hotel must be either outsiders or ordinary ghosts with low status.

Almost everyone's soul power realm is only around one million.

There are even ghost clans with less than one million souls.

If a fight breaks out, the side with more people will definitely have the advantage.

One of the ghosts took the lead and stabbed the ghost king Lingtian in the waist with his dagger.

This fat man is so fat that he will definitely not be able to dodge this knife.

Ling Tian Ghost King really couldn't avoid this stab.

But he doesn't need to hide deliberately.

Under the movement of his spiritual veins and soul power, a soul power barrier suddenly condensed around his waist.

boom!

The dagger pierced the barrier, but could no longer advance further.

Lingtian Ghost King was not polite and punched the ghost in the stomach.

"ah!"

The ghost tribe member was in shock when he felt as if his stomach had been displaced and he fell heavily to the ground.

There was blood in his mouth and he was vomiting wildly. That punch almost killed him!

"What? This fat man is actually a first-order ghost king?"

The ghost clan whose head was smashed was stunned and immediately reacted.

They are only quasi-ghost kings. Although they are only a few hundred soul points away from one million, this is a gap in realm.

Even if there is only one soul power difference, it is impossible for them to defeat Ling Tian who has already stepped into the Ghost King level.

"This Lord Ghost King, we are too blind to recognize Mount Tai, so please forgive me!"

At that moment, the remaining ghost clan did not hesitate at all, and immediately lowered their posture and begged Lingtian Ghost King for mercy.

Although first-level ghost kings are not uncommon in seventh-tier cities, to them, they are as big as a mountain and cannot be easily spared.