I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Ignoring the noise in the arena, the Ghost King walked to his throne, turned around and looked at the old ghost beside him, laughed and said:

"Haha, brother Qingmin, don't say that I don't give you face. Your grandson wants to marry my granddaughter. I am willing to do so. However, the royal family is the royal family, and the rules of marriage cannot be changed. Moreover, Liu Ling is my only heir."

"My dear nephew Qing Luo has reached the Great Perfection of the Wheel-Transmutation Realm and has long had no rivals in the third realm. As long as he can hold out for a day in the Colosseum, the two of them will consummate their marriage tonight! This king will keep his word! By then, their offspring will be the future patriarch of our Ghost Clan, and also the patriarch of the Qingyou Clan!"

"We have finally become one again after such a long time."

The old ghost also smiled faintly when he heard this: "It should be so."

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On the huge arena, Zhou Feng stood blankly with a pale face. He heard what the Ghost King had just said. He was regarded as the appetizer of the wedding.

At this moment! A green meteor fell not far from him. When the light faded, a five-meter-tall, hideous-looking, cow-like ghost appeared in Zhou Feng's sight.

It has two horns on its head, and its sturdy body is covered with dark blue scales, full of explosive power! Its two fist-sized green eyes stared at the short Zhou Feng who was not far away.

Then, Qing Luo slowly raised his huge right foot, whose nails were as sharp as knives and radiated cold light, and walked slowly towards Zhou Feng not far away. At the same time, he opened his bloody mouth full of sharp teeth and said disdainfully:

"Huh, how come I'm only at the beginning of the Emperor Realm? Does my future father-in-law look down on me? Never mind, I'll just be an appetizer."

Zhou Feng saw the size of the ghost and felt the terrifying pressure it exuded. His legs had already gone weak and he sat on the ground unable to get up. He spoke in a trembling voice:

"Whirl...turn...state..."

As Qing Luo came in front of Zhou Feng, Zhou Feng was already in tears, and his crotch was already wet.

He looked at the ghost that was as close as a mountain, his lips trembled, and he stammered:

"My Lord, I am a third-level alchemist. I am still useful. Don't...don't..."

Qing Luo frowned, staring at the crying human below, and gently helped him up with one hand. Then, one big hand covered Zhou Feng's head, and the other hand grabbed his feet.

Just like that, he effortlessly cut him in half from the waist, and threw the urine-covered lower body to the distant stands. With his other hand, he lifted Zhou Feng's upper body as if holding a wine glass, and then poured the wine into his own mouth.

Zhou Feng was still alive at this moment. His eyes gradually lost their luster as he watched his internal organs enter the mouth of this terrifying ghost...

As soon as the lower body covered with urine landed on the stands, it was snatched away by thousands of ghosts...

Watching the scene happening on the arena, Wu Keke's body trembled. She covered her mouth tightly, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

When Lin Zhixin saw this scene, her originally fair and beautiful face turned pale and bloodless, and her body trembled slightly. At this moment, she even thought about committing suicide.

However, the Ghost King did not give her a chance to react. He pointed again, and Lin Zhixin's figure disappeared from the stands, and appeared on the beast arena the next second.

Wu Keke trembled all over, closed her eyes and dared not look anymore.

Luo Beian now understood the fate of the five of them. His face turned pale, his teeth clenched, and his whole body trembled. However, facing the pressure deliberately emitted by the two ghost kings in the stands, he, who was at the initial stage of the Saint Realm, couldn't even stand up at this moment!

At this moment, it is like a chicken locked in a butcher's cage, quietly waiting for the moment of slaughter...

On the fighting stage

Qing Luo looked at the beautiful human woman in a white dress with great interest.

Lin Zhixin was a swordsman at the peak of the imperial realm. Although she was trembling with fear in her heart, she still gritted her teeth and took out her own life-long sword.

Facing a ghost that was one level higher than her, she knew that she would be in great danger in this battle. However, the tragic scene of Zhou Feng's death was still lingering in her mind.

Even if she died, Lin Zhixin would not allow herself to die that way!

With her beautiful eyes fixed on the terrifying ghost not far away, Lin Zhixin held her breath and concentrated. Her mood gradually calmed down. Then she slowly stimulated her aura as a peak emperor. The three-foot green sword in her hand also slowly emitted a sharp sword light.

Upon seeing this, Qing Luo's eyes became fierce, and then he took light steps and disappeared from the spot in an instant!

Different from the way he treated Zhou Feng, Qing Luo now regarded Lin Zhixin, who was at the peak of the Imperial Realm, as an enemy! He also began to take it seriously.

The moment Lin Zhixin saw Qing Luo disappear, her pupils shrank, and a warning sounded in her heart! Relying on her fighting instinct, she instantly moved the long sword to block the right side of her body!

There was a loud bang! A huge and harsh sound of metal collision instantly echoed on the arena!

Lin Zhixin's sword successfully predicted Qing Luo's attack direction, but the gap in their strength was too great, and Qing Luo's punch directly knocked Lin Zhixin flying backwards.

Seeing this, Qing Luo took advantage of the situation and pursued the enemy. His huge figure turned into a cannonball and chased after Lin Zhixin who was still flying in the air.

Lin Zhixin was flying backwards, her pretty face slightly flushed, a trace of blood reflected at the corner of her mouth, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Qing Luo who was approaching her at a very fast speed, she gently turned the long sword in her hand, and shouted softly, "Go!"

At this moment, the long sword in her hand suddenly shone brightly, and like a meteor, it instantly shot towards Qing Luo who was gradually approaching her!

Seeing this, Qing Luo sneered, clenched his right fist and rushed towards the long sword flying straight towards him. However, the moment the fist and the sword made contact, the sword disappeared out of thin air like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water.

Qing Luo's punch hit nothing, and the next second, he felt something was wrong!

The woman in the white dress who was getting closer and closer disappeared.

"Shape-shifting? A petty trick of the human race!" Qing Luo was furious! He stood still on the stage, his eyes flashing fiercely as if he was looking for the female cultivator in white.

However, at this time, Lin Zhixin's figure appeared high above his head, contrary to her usual practice. She raised something with her bare hands, and a golden light instantly came to his head like a stream of light, and then sprinkled down strands of golden light to fix its huge body!

Qing Luo felt the golden light becoming heavier and heavier on his body, and said in horror: "This is a talisman specially used by the Taoist sect to restrain the ghosts in the middle three realms!"