Yexun was trapped in the black fog and couldn't break free, seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, I couldn't make any moves outside this barrier, so I couldn't be too anxious.

"Yexun!" I frantically patted the thick walls of the enchantment, but fortunately, the tightly packed enchantment was not as powerful as I believed.

The outermost layer is very weak, and it can't be called weak, but it is beyond my reach.

Could the situation inside Yexun be the same as mine?Or is it that the power of these evil qi is being attracted by Yexun who is trapped in it, which causes the outermost layer to be so lethal?

But what happened next turned my premature assumption on its head.

The huge black ball in front of me, which had become compact and black, was now beginning to flash with lightning and sparks crackling intermittently.

I don't dare to start again, but if I don't make a move, it doesn't mean that my long-term signature will stop.

I have already made up my mind, if I can't save Yexun by using the exercises again, I will sacrifice the sword with blood again, and my skills will be greatly increased.

Even though I know the consequences and have not yet recovered from them, the immediate priority is to rescue Yexun!

I pinched the trick and twisted the seal, and the long deacon was once again stretched across the void in front of me, the sword body was white and transparent, and under the interaction of magic and spiritual power, the originally warm long deacon also emitted crackling sparks.

I'd like to try it again, and draw down the thunder trick to split this abominable ball of evil energy!

God forbid, don't do it, Yexun will be split.

I thought so in my heart, but the movements in my hands were carried out step by step without hesitation.

The Netherworld Dome was originally a dark and fiery red sky, but after the summoning of my thunder trick, the place above us has become inky black.

The divine thunder that has been drawn down since the Nine Heavens has been secretly hidden behind this inky weather, waiting for the last guidance of the spell in my hand, and it will quickly slash down.

The wind was raging around him, and the inky black atmosphere was wrapped in a heavy yin qi, and the blood red in the eyes of those yin soldiers was glowing with a soft red light in the dark.

"Damn!" I cursed in my heart, it seemed that this divine thunder coercion in the sky did not seem to be able to have a very obvious deterrent effect on these Yin soldiers.

Their current state is to do whatever they want, and they don't take me seriously at all as Bai Wuchang, who is trying hard to make a situation of nine turns.

Well, since you don't give me face like this, then I still have to worry about something.

If the stalemate continues now, I'm afraid that King Chen's little button side has already finished the victory, and the ghosts and ghosts who cleaned up the mess on our side haven't even had time to get out of the gate of the netherworld.

I'm angry and anxious, and now things have become blocked at both ends, and even if so, I admit it, but now such a big thing, only me and Yexun are facing it.

Have all the ghosts in the underworld rushed to reincarnate as human beings? Seeing this kind of vision, there are no ghosts to see the situation?

Forget about the other ghosts, why didn't Leopard Tail come, well, I convinced myself that Leopard Tail was very timid, and I didn't think it was unusual for him to run away in front of me.

But why? Ox Head and Horse Mask didn't come? Didn't they say before that the Emperor had sent them both to us?

Now that they are going to the world to collect souls and detain ghosts, they can actually not get involved?

It's okay if I don't want to think about these things, but as soon as I think about it, I start to sort out more characters and various logics, so the more I think about it, the more angry I get.

I was happy today, but General Huben didn't come, okay, I also admit this, but the most important thing is, why didn't my teammates come?

A foul breath choked on my heart, like a plug that was about to reach the top, just need to shake me lightly again, good, now you can have the honor of tasting all the anger I have suppressed for a long time!

Now it's none other than someone else, or the enchantment formed by the condensation of the clumps of evil qi that has trapped Yexun for a long time.

Hei Bula doesn't say anything, and it's also vulgar.

This makes a little ghost like me with a serious cleanliness fetish, how can I bear it, and besides, you are still trapped by my best, that person!

I no longer hesitated, I broke off, snatched the long deaison that was hanging in the air in my hand, and then flew away with a decisive decision.

Kankan stood his angle on top of the black evil balloon, his fingertips gently closed, and he relied on the spiritual power circulating throughout my body.

The sky star, which had already become dark overhead, suddenly flashed a flash of lightning, and then a dull feeling of depression hit the surroundings.

It was like the calm before a storm, the dull thunder was about to strike, and I could already feel the solemn aura in the air.

I believe that since I know, it is impossible for that group of Yin soldiers not to perceive it.

I will block it again, and I will stop them from fearing or not fearing this divine thunder that has been drawn down from the nine heavens.

The damp breath was so stuffy that I wanted to vomit, and the feeling of oppression around me didn't know when it actually carried a sense of coldness.

I could probably guess that I had brought something bad, but it didn't matter, the Netherworld was so big that there were no surprises.

I'm tired of saying this.

Those powerful things are locked up in the eighteen layers of hell, and the truly powerful demon souls are also suppressed in the Infernal Purgatory, and they cannot be escaped.

Not long ago, I deliberately went around, and the enchantment was stable and reliable, and it would not be a problem to trap them for another 8,000 years.

Anyway, those demon spirits staying in purgatory can only fight with each other with the same kind, and there will be nothing lonely and boring.

Therefore, I am very sure that what I have attracted in the Netherworld by relying on magic this time should be something that I can control and live in.

But the problem in front of him still hasn't been solved, and those evil enchantments should still be as strong as they should be.

I really wasn't threatened by my thunderbolt or this approaching magical species.

I sneered and spit out two words lightly, not anxious or dry: "Look for death!"

The spiritual power was once again urged by me, and the sky that had been quiet began to boil again, and lightning appeared above my head one after another.

The wind around me blew my hair and clothes flying, but luckily I could endure it.

Although my mood was not much better because of this, there was a trace of a grinning smile on the corner of my mouth, and the sword in my hand was stabbed straight into the sky.

Hidden in the darkness, the heavenly thunder seemed to sense the summoning, and finally, it was also a long time to wait.

The dull thunder broke through the layers of laborious ink clouds, and gradually got closer and closer to me, and with a 'crash', the black cloud was finally broken by lightning and made a big hole.

I had a hunch that the power of this thunder would not be too small, but I was afraid that the coercion it would injure the Netherworld and other ghosts that had no paths, and cause fluctuations in some enchantments.

So when the thunder descended on my sword, it thoughtfully erected an enchantment around our schoolyard.

I don't know if I'll survive the end of the thunderstorm, but I won't spread too much of a devastating disaster.