"This guy is about to escape, what are the remaining hands?" Zhan Shang roared angrily.

"Don't worry, he can't escape." Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and sneered.

boom!

Just as the Ancestor Ghost Nether was about to rush into the crowd, a huge palm suddenly appeared in the world. This palm was magnificent and hazy, with unrivaled domineering power, blocking a void, causing a strong sense of fear to rise in the heart of the Ancestor Ghost Nether.

The Ghost and Nether Ancestor did not expect that there would be such a strong man in the crowd. When he reacted, his misty palm had instantly fallen on him.

"No!"

A shrill screamed, and the ancestor of Ghost Nether widened his eyes, and was instantly slapped by the palm, turning into ghost energy all over the sky. These ghost energy kept flowing, trying to condense and form again.

The palm shook slightly, slapped forward again, and pressed down.

"Stop, let me do it!" Zhan Shang shouted anxiously and rushed over directly. If the ancestor Guiming was shot to death by that guy, where would he absorb his soul?

Boom, Zhan Shang didn't wait for the white palm to fall, and directly turned into a black sky to cover the Guiming Ancestor.

"ah!"

Amid the shrill screams, the soul of the Ghost Nether Ancestor dissipated instantly, and the ghost energy that was constantly condensed suddenly burst out.

"call!"

At this time, Ye Xuan suddenly descended, and the powerful martial soul power in the scattered ghost energy was instantly swallowed up.
Chapter completed!