At this time, the underworld army began to gather in large numbers, and the sound of the rumbling soul beasts rushing to the ground was like thousands of troops rushing towards them at the same time.

"Kill... Kill, kill."

The deafening shouts broke through the sky, and even though they were separated by several miles, they could feel a killing aura that was invincible.

When the two armies were fighting, countless black shadows were passing over the sky, and the ghost kings rushed towards the trapped city when the two armies were fighting.

In the trapped city, hundreds of thousands of ghosts looked up at the 100-meter-high pillar in the city lord's mansion, each of which showed a terrified expression.

"The city lord was killed, but the city lord was killed. Everyone, run away."

After a brief silence, a sharp voice rang out among the crowd.

For a moment, the ghost who was originally watching the fun was like a group of rabbits with tails stepped on, and began to flee around in panic.

"Don't run, whoever runs will die."

Xiao Yu stared at the blood-red eyes, stood on the back of the colorful butterfly, looking coldly below.

But no one listened to him at this time. After his voice fell, the ghost trapped in the city fled towards the city gates on all sides at a more crazier speed.

"snort……"

Xiao Yu snorted coldly, with his hands behind his back, and the Yin-Yang Tao Wooden Sword that was constantly rotating around him roared and flew out.

The wooden sword was like a meteor, dragging its long tail across the void, constantly entering and exiting the ghosts.

Every time the wooden arrow flies out, there will be ghosts and souls scatter.

In less than ten minutes, there were as many as a thousand ghosts who died under Xiao Yumu's sword.

However, most of the dead ghosts are powerful ghost generals, and they run the fastest.

Seeing the ghosts scattered under his wooden sword, Xiao Yu gradually became excited.

"Xiao Yu, stop quickly and don't slaughter innocent ghosts."

Qinglong shouted loudly below.

"Diet, all these people have to die, kill them, kill them."

Xiao Yu ignored Qinglong's words and still let Caidie fly into the distance of the city and start fighting wildly.

"Xiao Yu, wake up quickly."

Wu Xuan followed Xiao Yu and shouted loudly.

"Master, they are just some ordinary ghost generals. Even if they kill them all, it will be useless. Now we should hurry up and save Xiaobao."

Caidie under Xiao Yu quickly dissuaded her, but Xiao Yu did not answer, but still looked into the distance.

Half of the white aura on Xiao Yu's body had turned into blood-red, and his face was full of madness.

As long as all the white spiritual light on his body turned into blood-red, Xiao Yu would transform from the original Taoist into a demon.

Taoists are more bloodthirsty and extremely crazy. If there is no powerful person intervention, it will be difficult to recover.

Caidie's voice seemed to have some magic power. After hearing this, Xiao Yu was a little drowsy. This is naturally the effect of Butterfly.

At this moment, the Maoshan ancient jade on Xiao Yu's neck suddenly emitted a faint white light.

When this white light appeared, Xiao Yu suddenly stopped and the blood-red aura on his body also decreased a lot.

"What's going on? Why did I come here?"

Xiao Yu looked at his hands in disbelief, and then looked back at the back.

When Xiao Yu looked at it, the ghosts on the ground retreated nervously, as if they were looking at a demon.

"What did I do!"

Xiao Yu closed his eyes slightly, took a long breath, and then looked at the other side.

In the distance, the Yin-Yang Tao Wood Sword is still shuttled back and forth, and every time it moves, it will take away a ghost's life.

"return……"

The wooden sword roared back and was grabbed by him. Then he gently stroked Caidie's back and signaled that the other party not to panic...

"Caidie, go and save Xiaobao first..."

"good……"

Feeling that Xiao Yu had returned to normal, Caidian couldn't help but feel a little happy. With a wave of his wings, he fell down.

The soul-transforming pool was still as usual, with deep green liquid constantly popping up bubbles the size of fists, like boiling magma.

Next to the Soul Transformation Pool, no one dared to stay there, but at this moment, a little ghost was lying there and cried loudly.

"Xiaobao, come back, come back."

Xiao Yu turned over and jumped down from the back of the colorful butterfly, landing directly next to Xiao Qiang.

"Xiaoqiang, stop crying, hide aside."

Xiao Yu patted Xiaoqiang on the shoulder and signaled him to retreat.

"Xiao Yu, the ghost has entered the Soul Transformation Pool, and there is no hope of survival. You should mourn!"

Wu Xuan stood behind Xiao Yu and sighed.

"Shut up, how could Xiaobao die?

He has been following me since he was ten years old and has been fine and nothing will happen."

Wu Xuan was scolded by Xiao Yu, and stopped talking immediately.

"Brother Yu, you must save Xiaobao. He is so pitiful!"

If you want to have a good relationship, Xiaobao and Xiaoqiang are inseparable, so no one feels more uncomfortable than him.

"Brother Yu, I beg you something."

Xiaoqiang suddenly became extremely serious. He looked at Xiao Yu with a serious face, as if there was no room for negotiation.

Seeing Xiaoqiang's expression, Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel a sudden sudden feeling in his heart, feeling extremely uncomfortable, as if he had been with him for more than ten years and had become unfamiliar with him.

"What's wrong, you said."

Xiao Yu reached out to grab Xiaoqiang's head like a conditioned reflex, but the other party directly avoided it.

"I'm going to kill him..."

Xiaoqiang raised his head and pointed at the city lord hanging above the pillar with his finger.

"It's up to you, but be careful. Xiaobao's life and death are uncertain now, and I don't want something wrong with you."

Xiao Yu nodded and did not return to the absolute square. He knew that Xiaoqiang was very angry now.

He was angry that he asked Xiaobao to do this alone, and he didn't even have a helper. He was angry that he was too weak and couldn't help much.

"Okay...thank you."

Xiaoqiang nodded, took out a dagger, and flew towards the sky.

Looking at Xiaoqiang's back, Xiao Yu breathed helplessly. The thank you said, as if you were saying goodbye. Xiao Yu knew that Xiaoqiang had resentment in his heart!

Xiao Yu circled around the Soul Transformation Pool, then turned his body, bounced directly into the air, and stood on the back of the colorful butterfly.

Then he reached out to the pool below and slapped it. With a rumbling sound, the entire soul-transforming pool was like an earthquake, and cracks as thick as arms began to appear on the surrounding ground.

The earth collapsed, and the water in the Soul Transformation Pool began to penetrate downward. In just over a dozen minutes, all the water in the Soul Transformation Pool disappeared without a trace.

The pool water disappeared, and the bottom of the Soul Transformation Pool was exposed. Xiao Yu just glanced at it briefly and jumped down.

There are many black stones piled up under the pool, and some moss-like things grow on the stones.

Xiao Yu stood at the bottom of the pool and looked at every place carefully.

Qinglong and the two monks also came to Xiao Yu and helped him check it out.

"I can sense that Xiaobao is not scattered yet, so he must be hidden in something. Please check it carefully."

Xiao Yu squatted on the ground, stroked the smooth stones with his hands, hoping to sense Xiaobao's existence.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!