The man in the blood robe looked at Ling Yun with disdain, obviously he did not believe what Ling Yun said.

In his opinion, that was pure nonsense.

"Hahaha, have you all heard it? That kid is so good at bragging. He even brags to the sky!"

"Hahahaha, that's right, it's so funny. Even he dares to say that he destroyed the Ghost Emperor City of our Ghost Clan and our great Immortal Lord, it's really ridiculous!"

"This kid is really ridiculous!"

"Did he think everyone else is just as fools as him?"

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing!"

When the ghost tribes around him heard Ling Yun's words, they couldn't help laughing. In their opinion, Ling Yun was definitely a fool.

"Haha, boy, let's take a move. I want to see where your courage comes from!"

The man in the blood robe hugged his chest with his hands, looked at Ling Yun with a cold face, and said disdainfully, that look obviously did not take Ling Yun seriously.

Even if the other party has the strength, he is just a powerful fool and has nothing to be afraid of.

"Well, I will slap you to see the Immortal Lord of your Ghost Clan!"

Ling Yun shook his head and sneered. Since the other party didn't take action, he would take action.

"Hahaha, come on, ignorant child, let me see where did you get the courage!"

The man in the blood robe sneered.

The next moment, Ling Yun slapped him with a slap.

"What?"

Looking at the huge palm print that suddenly appeared on his head, the man in the blood robe suddenly changed his face, his pupils shrank, and he showed a look of horror.

"No!"

"Wait a moment!"

The man in the blood robe shouted in panic, but the giant palm of the sky did not stop because of this.

"Boom!"

The giant palm instantly submerged the man in the blood robe, and the entire Ghost Cinema was shaking violently.

The ground shattered instantly, and a 100-meter-deep pit suddenly appeared.

"Deputy--Deputy City Lord?"

Seeing the rolling smoke sweeping out of the deep pit, the people of the ghost clan all showed a look of panic. They didn't know whether their deputy city lord was safe or not, but the momentum of the palm just now was really terrible, which made them a little nervous.

moment

The smoke dissipates and vision returns.

The people of the Ghost Clan hurriedly looked into the pit, but they could no longer see the shadow of their deputy city lord.

"No need to see, he is dead, it's your turn next."

Ling Yun held his hands on his back, looked at the shocked people on the ghost clan expressionlessly, and said coldly.

"What?"

"No!"

"This - this is impossible!"

"The deputy city lord is a seventh-grade immortal strongman. How could he be slapped to death by you with one palm?"

"This is not true!"

The people from the ghost clan roared with panic on their faces, saying they didn't believe it, but they were already panicked in their hearts.

"Brother, don't take action, let me do it. The ghost clans in this city have been relying on the spiritual energy I brought to them for so many years. Today, the Japanese immortals will wipe them out with their own hands!"

Just as Ling Yun was about to kill these ghost clan people, his sister's voice came from behind him.

"I understand, I'll leave it to you."

Ling Yun did not take action. Since his sister wanted to take action, let her come. There was no longer any existence in the ghost cinema that could fight with her sister. Ling Yiyi took two steps forward, looking at the group of ghost clans with murderous intent on her face. These people were constantly absorbing their physical strength like vampires to provide them with cultivation. If it weren't for the strongest ghost clan who had locked his cultivation level with chains.

, I will not be trapped by such a group of ants.

"The ghost clans, die!"

Ling Yiyi raised her right hand slightly, and a blue long sword suddenly appeared.

"Sizi ~"

Blue lightning jumped on the long sword, and an amazing sword energy swept out, instantly covering the entire ghost theater.

"Yiyi used to be a seventh-grade immortal, but now she is a ninth-grade immortal. It seems that Yiyi has not lost her cultivation for the past five hundred years."

Feeling the amazing momentum of his sister, Ling Yun was a little surprised and sighed in his heart.

"Your sister's strength is about to catch up with me now, and it seems I have to work harder." Xia You stood beside Ling Yun and chuckled. Her strength is half-step immortal. Five hundred years ago, she was an eighth-grade immortal. She was trapped in the ancient world and had a considerable increase in Xia You's power. After all, it's been so long, and although she can't get out,

There is still no problem in practicing.

Others are trapped inside and cannot practice, but Xia You is a person with an eternal body. The power there is the best tonic for Xia You.

"This - this breath, a ninth-grade immortal?"

"I-my god, this woman has actually reached the ninth-grade immortal realm?"

The people of the Ghost Clan felt the shocking momentum released by Ling Yiyi and their faces changed drastically.

The woman who had been imprisoned in their dungeon was actually a ninth-grade immortal, which shocked them.

When the other party was arrested, he was obviously only a seventh-grade immortal. He was trapped here for so many years, and his cultivation level had even exceeded two levels. This was really unexpected.

"What's wrong, didn't you expect?"

Seeing the large group of ghost clans with horror on their faces, Ling Yiyi sneered disdainfully. Do you really think she has been in vain over the years?

"No!"

"You can't kill us!"

"My Ghost Clan's strong men will not let you go!"

The people from the ghost clan were frightened by Ling Yiyi's cold murderous intent at this moment. The aura of the ninth-grade immortals made them almost breathless, and their faces were full of despair.

"die!"

A cold light flashed in Ling Yiyi's clear eyes, and the next moment, a blue light flashed.

"Sizi ~"

A sword swept out, and domineering blue lightning shot out from the fairy sword, instantly covering the group of ghost clan people.

"Ahhhhhhh~"

Thunder and lightning instantly submerged the group of ghost clan people and exploded their bodies.

Their cultivation level could not withstand the attack of the ninth-grade immortal.

"Ghost clans are all tragic, go to die!"

Ling Yiyi snorted coldly, raised her sword and slashed it down.

Qingtian fell countless blue lightning and lightning, instantly covering the entire ghost cinema.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Countless blue lightnings flooded the huge ghost cinema, and this snow-covered city was instantly blown into ruins.

There were countless ice onions floating in the sky. When you looked closely, you would find that there were traces of blood mixed in these ice onions.

From a distance, it was like a scarlet blizzard was falling here, and the scene was quite spectacular. Seeing this scene, Ling Yun shook his head and smiled. His sister was really like him, decisive in killing and not indecisive at all.

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Chapter completed!