"Ye Xuan, there is a big trouble!" The ancestor of the Styx sent a solemn voice, his brows frowned tightly.

"trouble?"

Ye Xuan smiled, he smiled strangely, and when his smile fell into the eyes of the Ancestor of the Styx, it also suffocated the Ancestor of the Styx, and felt that Ye Xuan must have discovered something.

"Can you know this Wuyingtian Ghost, too?" The ancestor of the Styx whispered in surprise.

"I don't know!"

Ye Xuan shook his head slowly, and his face became more and more intense, "But I really want to know what the person behind this Wuxiangtian Ghost is thinking."

"The person behind?" The Ancestor of the Styx spoke in horror, and a light of inspiration passed through his eyes. He seemed to have thought of something in an instant, and his face became extremely solemn.

"Is it her?" The ancestor of the Styx suddenly looked in the direction where Naihe Bridge was, his eyes flashing with a look of shock and doubt.

"The good show has just begun. I want to see what tricks she can do." Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression always calm, as if everything was under his control.

"Hehehehehehehe!"

The resentment was overwhelming, and the ghost of Wuxiang was laughing loudly. The extremely terrifying resentment was overwhelming, which made these underworld figures silent.

"Damn it!"

Buzz!

The void flowed, evil spirits grew, and Tianzhu's body was reshaped, but it reappeared in just three breaths. However, his face was extremely pale, and it was obvious that his previous body had greatly damaged him, but the Earth Demon was killed by the Wuxiangtian Demon Slayer, which made him extremely angry.

"Wuxiangtian Ghost, how could you be alive?" Emperor Wangchuan took a step forward and made a shocking sound in his mouth, but he still did not recover until now.

"It's interesting and interesting. I didn't expect that the endless years have passed and so many people remember me. Should I feel honored?"

The Wuxiangtian Ghost strolled in the void, and his resentment was rolling around. His voice was gloomy and weird, which made Emperor Wangchuan and others look extremely heavy and kept a safe distance from him.

"Are you afraid of me?" Wuxiangtian Ghost laughed out loud, and the sound line contained a look of pride.

"The Wuxiang Tiangui, no matter why you are still alive, the red shore flower is not something you can occupy. As long as you withdraw from here, it will be impossible for you." Emperor Netherworld frowned slightly.

"Ha ha."

The Wuxiangtian Ghost laughed wildly, as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.

"You clowns, you were defeated men of this ghost in the past. How dare you talk to this ghost like this? Do you think you have lived long?" Wuxiangtian Ghost spoke ruthlessly, not giving any face to the people present.

"I will give you three breaths. If you don't retreat, you will leave your life here."

There is no formlessness, all things, and all forms, the formless heavenly ghost is not in the six realms, but is even more between illusion and reality. And because he is condensed by the resentment of sentient beings, he is simply an unsolvable existence among the quasi-saints, so he will naturally not take Emperor Wangchuan and others seriously.

"Little evil ghost, do you really think that this ancestor is afraid that you will not succeed?"

Suddenly, just when the atmosphere was extremely depressing, the ancestor of Huangquan walked forward, and the water of Huangquan surging, and a wisp of turbid and dark aura surrounded him.

The ancestor Huangquan did not say anything nonsense. He was also the strongest existence among everyone's cultivation. Moreover, he was born in the Yellow Springs, which contained the filthy aura of the world and was not as scared as the Wuxiangtian Ghost.

"die!"

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the yellow springs are turning into the sky. The ancestor of Huangquan activates the boundless great technique. The millions of miles of sky turned into surging yellow springs. Under the terrifying great technique of Huangquan Ancestor, he directly came to the Wuxiangtian Ghost.

"Just you?"

The Wuxiangtian Ghost smiled gloomy and strangely. He turned into a ghostly fog covering the sky and rushed towards the ancestor Huangquan. The two of them immediately fought together and an extremely terrifying battle broke out.

"Everyone, let's kill the Wuxiangtian Ghost together, and then discuss the belongings of the Rikaya Flower?" Emperor Wangchuan roared with a loud bang.

"Okay, kill this evil demon first." Tian Zhu spoke ruthlessly.

"If the ghost of the Wuxiangtian is not eliminated, we can't get the red spider flower, so we will kill him together." Emperor Netherworld spoke coldly.

Rumble!

The sky collapsed, and the great art shook the sky. Several people soared into the sky, and they all used their strongest cultivation and directly rushed towards the Wuxiangtian Ghost.

Obviously, everyone knows the horror of the Wuxiangtian Ghost. If they don’t join forces to fight the enemy, they will definitely not be the opponent of the Wuxiangtian Ghost. Only by killing the Wuxiangtian Ghost first can they have hope of capturing the other side of the Wanxiangtian Ghost.

"Hell Pagoda!"

The Emperor of Netherworld summoned the eighteen ghost killing swords and directly condensed the killing sword formation. The sword light that shattered the sky and the universe directly came towards the Wuxiangtian Ghost.

"The Yellow Spring Rounds!"

The ancestor of Huangquan was even more terrifying. The millions of miles of Huangquan surged up, and surrounded the Wuxiangtian Ghost with the aura that erased all things.

"Heavenly kills the soul!"

The Tianzhu Blood Sword was in his hand, and he cut out a million miles of sword lights with one knife tore through the sky, as if all living things were buried under this knife.

"Eight Directions Soul Destroying Art!"

Emperor Wangchuan recited strange scriptures, endless ghosts roared in the sky, and rushed towards the Wuxiangtian ghost with a surging cloud.

Horrible, so terrifying, so unimaginable.

These people are one of the oldest figures in the underworld, and their cultivation is even more at the top of the quasi-saint. When they unite together, the power they burst out would destroy this world.

"Hehehehehehehe!"

The Wuxiangtian Ghost was laughing out loud. He was fearless in the face of the siege of several quasi-saints, but instead looked extremely excited and bloodthirsty.

"There is no formless, all things are all forms, and I am the only one who is in heaven and under the earth."

The Wuxiangtian Ghost stirred up endless resentment, and his whole body turned into a black vortex. Facing the killing techniques of several quasi-saints, they did not dodge or avoid them, but they actually melted their magic techniques strangely.

"The ghost of the Wuxiangtian is the fertility of the resentment of sentient beings. Ordinary great techniques are useless to him. Only by completely isolating this world and preventing him from absorbing any resentment can we kill it in one fell swoop."

The ancestor Huangquan had a wide range of knowledge. He yelled at the other people, which also made the few people use boundless techniques again and quickly trapped the world. The few people joined forces to kill Wuxiangtian ghost again.

"Fengtian Judi?"

The Wuxiangtian Ghost transformed into a form, and his resentment still soared into the sky. He even roared gloomy: "You can't kill me."

Bang bang bang bang!

The world was shattered, the mountains and rivers were destroyed, and a shocking battle broke out. Several people instantly fought with the Wuxiangtian Ghost, and the scene of destruction caused was simply impossible to look directly at.
Chapter completed!