Seven black fogs gushed out from the seven orifices of the Holy Son of Eternal Tribulation and vaguely turned into a thousand-foot giant. The poisonous fog of people sucked up layer by layer with him as the center.

The ghostly spirit was so strong that the giant, like the ancient power that was able to penetrate the sky and the earth, swept across the entire hall.

Part of the Susun of the Great Yi Sheng Dynasty protected Emperor Yi and retreated quickly, while the other part actually came forward to meet him directly.

He raised his finger and started to scold the gloomy ghostly.

"The art of ghost path is nothing more than a strange technique and lewd trick, and it is not in the order of the six arts, so it is dismissed!"

"I cultivate my righteous spirit, and the world of justice will not invade ghosts and gods!"

"Du, where the body is, where the righteousness is, how can a mere ghost demon man hurt me!"

Immediately, everyone in the Dayi Sheng Dynasty was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"A few old men are all great scholars of my Dayi Dynasty, so they can definitely suppress this guy..."

"The heaven and earth have righteousness, evil cannot defeat righteousness, Your Majesty, please let it go..."

The last "heart" could not be expressed, and the Holy Son of Eternal Tribulation was already sneering with a "hehehe" ridicule, and the black air swept through.

Seven or eight great scholars of the Great Yi Sheng Dynasty instantly separated their flesh and blood, and turned into white skeletons. They first fell to the ground, and then a satirical scene appeared.

The Su Ru of the Dayi Sheng Dynasty, who had just spoken of justice, stood up tremblingly like the Taoist disciple who had been killed before, and rushed towards the colleagues and fellow Taoists of the Dayi Sheng Dynasty!

"Hahaha……"

The Holy Son of Eternal Tribulation sarcastically said, "Even King Wen of Zhou can't do anything to me... You want to subdue me even if you do this, you will be shaking the tree with a sway, and you will overestimate yourself!"

"Do you all die for me!"

Facing the rolling ghost fog and facing the incarnation of the Eternal Tribulation Holy Son who was ten thousand feet high, Qin Feng, who was directly below and in the most dangerous situation, was not afraid at all.

There was even a faint sneer on his face.

This smile will anger the eternal holy son!

"You can still laugh when you die!"

"I have absorbed all the flesh, flesh, essence and blood in a while. Can you still laugh?"

A thousand pounds hang in one stroke...

The Tianjiyi located at Hangu Pass roared violently again.

The chanting of the "Sacrifice of the People", which was originally weakened by the suppression of the Eternal Holy Son, was once again excited!

A loud shout came out, and it sounded like a loud sound of chanting scriptures, deafening and deafening!

"Sincere———————”

"Don't you repent?"

In the "Sutra of the People", countless words suddenly manifested between heaven and earth, and in a moment they gathered into a towering figure that was even taller than the body of the Holy Son of Eternal Tribulation.

He was wearing a black robe, a jingle crown on his head, and was dressed in ancient times, with a magnificent atmosphere.

It was Qin Feng who saved the first generation of ghost masters, Tu Bo, who passed through the gate of life and death in the Huangquan Underground Palace.

If Qin Feng's figure stood in front of the giant incarnated by the Holy Son of Eternal Tribulation, like a cat and a dog standing at the feet of a person.

The same is true for the current Holy Son of Eternal Calamity under the figure of Tu Bo.

A pair of rough calloused palms slapped hard at the back of the Eternal Holy Son!

"division……"

Facing the huge palm he had slapped, the face of the Eternal Tribulation changed suddenly, but it became ferocious immediately.

"Old thing, you are not dead yet. A wisp of residual soul is in the "Sacrifice of People", how can I be afraid of you!"

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

Seven consecutive sounds of light, and seven rays of dirty blood splashed out from the main body of the Nanhua Palace where the Eternal Tribulation Holy Son was boarding.

Immediately, the momentum of the Eternal Tribulation Son surged, and the body, which was originally suppressed by Tu Bo, was crazyly absorbing the negative energy of this world.

Amid the proud laugh of the Eternal Tribulation Holy Son, the wind grew and he opened Tu Bo's huge palm in a moment.

"Old guy, no one can save your disciple today..."

"Just like before the endless years, I will dismember your beloved disciple, the Holy Son of Reincarnation in front of you!"

"The eternal rush, only I - the final winner!"

I heard that the ancestor of the Qin family, the Holy Son of Reincarnation in the ghost realm at that time, was actually dismembered by the Holy Son of Eternal Killing and died of death.

The same family members were ill-fried, and the brothers and sisters were so cruel...

Qin Ao was angry for a moment and pinched the tips of his ten fingers into his flesh. His whole body was trembling, but...

Powerless!

"Ho huh!"

The giant incarnated by the Eternal Tribulation Son roared to the sky, and the rolling black air stirred up like a new star. The jade palace in Yijing City and the pearls and treasures immediately turned into powder and dissipated like a phantom.

The city was surrounded by black clouds, and people were constantly transformed into skeletons and started killing people around them.

A moment ago, Yi Jing, who was still a prosperous scene, turned into a hell on earth and a Shura killing scene in an instant!

Even the young and mature Emperor Yi hid behind the throne, surrounded by a group of scholars who were even more trembling than him, and trembled and called for help.

"National Master - save me!"

Qin Feng looked at Yi Jing in front of him, and the righteousness in front of him was trembling in the face of affairs...

I looked at the Taoist disciple who was chaotic and silent...

He looked at Qin Ao again, clenched his fists tightly because of anger.

And the disciple of the ghost who stands behind Qin Ao, sees through life and death, does not retreat or avoids, and faces calmly.

There is also a sword in hand, ready to come up to protect Qin Feng's moral character with his life.

He smiled.

The belief in ghost paths in this small world is finally complete!

He raised his hand, and a classic book was in his hand, and suddenly raised his hand and flew into the sky.

Before I could fall, I could only hear the cracking sound of the pages turning.

"The Taoist script... is the Taoist script left by the Taoist Lord!"

Immediately, the pages of the book turned into rays of light, and the sounds and chants spread throughout the sky, and everyone could hear them.

"The Tao can be told, it is very common Tao. It is a name that can be named, it is very common..."

"At the beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, there is the mother of all things."

"These two are the same but have different names, and they are the same as the mystery."

"The mysterious is also mysterious, the door of all wonders."

The light gathered into another figure that was connected to the world.

The figure held a whisk in one hand and a Taoist sword in the other, with a solemn appearance.

Slashing down at the back of the Eternal Tribulation Holy Son!

Under the attack of Taoist Lord and Guiguan Tubo, the Holy Son of Eternal Tribulation seemed to have realized the huge crisis and roared, about to struggle.

"puff!"

The sharp sword containing the charm of the Great Dao slashed down from the hand of Dao Zun!

The right arm that the Eternal Tribulation Son was blocked was instantly cut off, and the broken arm turned into black smoke and dissipated without waiting for him to react.

Tu Bo immediately stepped forward and suppressed the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Eternal Tribulation Holy Son with a fierce palm!

The originally huge figure of Wan Ren immediately collapsed and shrank like a nemesis.

Finally, he was photographed returning to the broken and dying body of the Lord of Nanhua Palace.

With a "thump", the Eternal Tribulation Holy Son, who was reintroduced to the body of the Nanhua Palace, was unable to support it anymore and fell to the ground.

The army of undead that ravaged Yijing City also collapsed instantly!

Qin Feng stood in front of him, raised his hand, and his voice was like a harsh judgment in hell.

"The Eternal Holy Son, everything is over!"

"Your great dream of a thousand years is about to wake up!"
Chapter completed!