In the vast ancient battlefield, ghosts roared one after another, and the ghost generals quickly escaped into the ground. Then they heard a loud rumbling sound. The earth seemed to be spinning, and a surging black mist erupted, covering the entire battlefield and turning into a dark hell.

Ghost King Palace has started!

The ghost fog surged, and soon, a huge palace slowly lifted from the ground and sank over the battlefield.

The entire battlefield was covered, and it stood in the air like a big city.

The Ghost King Xu's voice spread all directions, "It's been three hundred years, but I haven't been out of the Ghost King Palace for three hundred years, I'm afraid I've been forgotten."

"And you!"

He suddenly pointed to Xiao Zhantian who was hovering in the air, "He will become the first one to be killed in the Ghost King Palace!"

Xiao Zhantian glanced at him and said lightly: "It's interesting, but it's not enough."

"Arrogant!"

The Ghost King Xu roared. In the Ghost King Hall, there seemed to be thousands of ghosts roaring at the same time, opening their mouths and roaring at the outside. The chaotic sounds chaotic in the void, making people confused.

The Ming King's face changed, his figure flashed, and he suddenly came to the disciples of the Ming Sect. With a wave of his hand, everyone retreated ten miles again.

"Sect Master, he...is it okay?"

Li Jimin went up and asked worriedly.

After all, they were just entering the enemy camp alone, and they could do nothing about such a crazy move.

Ordinary disciples all looked curious. When did our sect leader accept an apprentice? It's so amazing.

King Ming Yao looked at the Ghost King Palace with gloomy eyes, "I believe him, it should be fine."

At this time, everything is redundant. If you win, the Ming Sect will win. If you lose, you will be able to suppress the entire Ming Sect. My disciples are gone, so why bother to care about casualties?

Xiao Zhantian remained motionless, as if the ghosts roared in the sky as if nothing had happened.

"The Yellow Springs Nation! Swallow!"

The Ghost King Xu held his hands, and the Ghost King Hall shook, turning into a ferocious hell ghost beast, roaring towards the sky, swallowing Xiao Zhantian into his stomach with one mouthful.

At that moment, everyone felt nervous.

There was only one giant beast left on the battlefield, emitting a cold aura.

Xiao Zhantian looked around and it was pitch black, with ghost roars all around his ears. He must have been pulled into the interior of the Ghost King Hall.

"The Soul-Devouring Array of Ten Thousand Ghosts! Get up!"

In front of me, clusters of green ghost fires were floating, and various illusions appeared, like falling into hell.

Xiao Zhantian chuckled, "A little trick of eagle!"

He raised his hand and pointed with one finger, two fingers like a sword, and slashed down fiercely.

Behind him, a shadow of the God of Nether condensed, and his huge fingers turned into a huge sword and fell down with a bang.

"Nine Nether River Finger!"

"cut!"

The Ghost King Palace collects the underworld energy and condenses the Yellow Spring and the Underworld Sea. It is an artificial version of the underworld domain. The rich underworld energy can be easily mobilized and condensed into magic phenomena. It is simply too easy, and it is even easier and easier than extracting the underworld energy from the world.

Hundreds of Ghost Sect disciples whistled up, but were cut into a cloud of smoke by the Nine Nether River fingers, and the breath was depressed.

In this Ghost King Hall, the disciples of the Ghost Sect will never die, at most they will only lose their origin and their aura will be weak.

"Can you use the help of the underworld energy to repair the origin?"

"Kill again!"

Xiao Zhantian's eyes were indifferent, and he pointed and slashed out.

Buzz!

In the Ghost King Hall, the sword energy was raging, sweeping across all directions, and the disciples of the Ghost Sect who ran into each other flashed like fireworks.

"Ahhhh!"

Amid the screams, the disciples of the Ghost Sect were smashed to pieces, and bursts of shrill screams echoed.

"Impossible! How could it be destroyed in the Ghost King Hall if it is immortal or destroyed?"

All the disciples of the Ghost Sect were shocked by the scene in front of them, which was completely beyond their imagination!

What kind of ghost general, ghost soldier, seems to be irresistible under the finger of the Styx in the Dharma image.

How is this possible?

"It's so scary, this person is so scary."

Thousands of disciples of the Ghost Sect trembled and did not dare to step forward again.

They are humans, but they have practiced the secret method of the Ghost Sect. Their lives have longer than ordinary people. They are not immortal, nor are they really immortal. How dare they go up to witness so many disciples being slaughtered?

Even the ghost generals couldn't stop the terrifying finger of the Styx. Will they go up and die?

The Ghost King Xu looked gloomy.

I thought that I would start the Ghost King Hall and pull the other party into the Yellow Spring Realm, and that my side would be immortal and immortal, which would be enough to suppress the other party. Now it seems that the other party seems to be even more like a fish in water?

How did he do it?

“Go together!”

Standing at your own home court, you have the bonus of the Yellow Springs Realm. If you can't win the opponent, you will be powerless.

"Boom!"

The Ghost King Palace was shocked, and hundreds of secret methods of ghost paths came one after another, stirring up the fog in the Ghost King Palace.

All the disciples of the Ghost Sect took action together. How terrifying is this scene?

Especially in the Ghost King Hall, the power of all secret techniques increases by one or two percent with the blessing of the Yellow Spring Realm. Even the powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm may be detested!

Xiao Zhantian's expression remained unchanged and he shouted softly, "Nine Nether Sword Domain!"

The Dharma image of the Nether God condensed a mysterious sword technique in the void. Within ten feet of the body, the Nether Qi dissipated and turned into a desperate space of time and space.

Everything was excluded, and even the dark energy could not exist within this ten feet.

Within ten feet, all laws will not be invaded!

This is a field!

Similar to the Huangquan Jue Realm where the Ghost King Hall condenses its formation, it is a sword domain that is activated by sword techniques.

In the realm, everything follows my heart!

In the Huangquan Realm, the Ghost Sect disciples are immortal and immortal, which is the rule of Ghost King Xu, but in Xiao Zhantian's Nine Nether Sword Realm, such rules do not exist.

The secret technique of the Ghost Sect in the sky collided in, like the early snow, melting invisible in an instant.

Just like outside the sword domain, there is heavy snow everywhere, but inside the sword domain, there is a scorching sun and warm sun. When the two fight against each other, either you melt me ​​or I wipe you out.

"Not good! Damn, what is that?"

The faces of the disciples of the Ghost Sect changed drastically. Why did their attacks melt?

This was far beyond their expectations.

The first time Xiao Zhantian condensed the magic figure to block their attacks, it can be regarded as some kind of magic, but what about this time?

This is no longer a magic trick, it is a real magical power!

A magical power that only powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm can use!

Such a level of state is completely beyond their imagination.

Could this young boy in front of you be a powerful Nascent Soul?

The Ghost King Xu's heart trembled. He saw that the other party had also used a domain, but it was different from the domain that the Ghost King Palace used the formation to cast, the other party's domain was cast through himself.

This is terrible!

How could there be such a strong man in the Nether Sect?

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

Xiao Zhantian's sword pointed to the fictional stroke, and the Nine Nether Sword Domain suddenly expanded, and the sword Domain rotated, and the domain was fighting against the domain. Wherever he went, there was a sound of ghosts crying and howling.

"Ah...ah...ah!"

After being torn apart by the domain, ordinary Ghost Sect disciples were no opponents and were wiped out in an instant.

"Stop! Stop!"

The Ghost King Xu's eyes were red. These were all his disciples, all of them died. That move was too terrifying, and even he felt the crisis of death.

Xiao Zhantian stopped, his eyes cold, "Present to the Ghost King Palace, surrender and not kill."

One hand is a big stick, the other hand is a date.

I've given a way out, do you want it?

In the face of absolute strength, there is no other choice.

The Ghost King Xu looked ugly, and he slowly knelt down, lay on the ground, lowered his head and said, "I Ghost King Xu, have surrendered."

"Subsequent!"

In the Ghost King Hall, thousands of Ghost Sect disciples knelt down one by one and surrendered.

Whoosh!

Two figures suddenly appeared above the battlefield. At this moment, the smoke and clouds disappeared on the battlefield, and it was clear.

After handing over the control hub of the Ghost King Hall, Ghost King Xu transformed into an octogenarian and followed Xiao Zhantian, and the two of them walked towards the disciples of the Nether Sect.
Chapter completed!