"Do you want to die together, dream!" Qinglong's voice sounded in the depths of Zhao Xiang and Rael's souls.

Of course, at this moment, all the undead spiritual cultivators naturally didn't know what Qinglong was saying.

The explosion that rang out in a radius of hundreds of miles, rolling over my ears like thunder was the continuous roar of the green dragon.

In the moment when the power of space rushed into the rift.

The spirit of the Sixteenth Sacrifice Treasure Golden Tiger Hall Qinglong immediately roared.

The Golden Tiger Hall also swelled suddenly, and the green dragon with a length of five hundred zhang in it suddenly turned into a thousand zhang.

The dense cyan scales on the body trembled, and the green mangs flew up, and a sea of cyan light appeared in the brilliant light.

He opened his huge mouth, and a ball of cyan dragon breath immediately erupted, and at the same time, a blur shot out of the Golden Tiger Hall.

The fist-sized cyan dragon's breath teleported to the gray point of light condensed by the power of reincarnation.

The gray light point is like an iron chip encountering a strengthening magnet, and it immediately absorbs it.

It's a long story, but it's only a tenth of the time.

As soon as the gray light spots merged with the cyan dragon breath square, they immediately disintegrated into thousands of points.

The next moment, he rushed to the edge of the cobweb-like crack that appeared around him with lightning speed.

And at this time, the power of the black space poked out of every crack.

Zhao Xiang, Rael, and Ah Jian once again saw the powerful power of reincarnation.

The power of the black space, as soon as it encountered the cyan dragon's breath fused with gray points of light, it made a sizzling sound as if ice cubes were placed on charcoal, and immediately disappeared into a puff of black smoke.

So it's like a door blown open by the wind, quickly closed by an invisible hand.

The countless spatial cracks that suddenly appeared closed strangely in the blink of an eye.

The cracks that crisscrossed the previous seemed to be an illusion for a moment.

At the moment when Zhao Xiang, Rael, and Ah Jian breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, they found that the dragon's breath had also turned into nothing.

Not only that, but Rael and Zhao Xiang, who were closely related to the Golden Tiger Hall, suddenly discovered that the aura of the green dragon had decreased drastically.

When I looked up at the tall and majestic Golden Tiger Hall suspended in the void, I saw a deplorable scene.

A humanized wail came from the Golden Tiger Hall, which was constantly trembling.

Immediately after, the Golden Tiger Hall shook as if it had been hit hard.

There was a whining sound, and the Golden Tiger Hall immediately shrank to the size of a fist and flew into Rael's hand at once.

The Golden Tiger Hall, which was originally golden and bright, was dying and the light was dim at this moment.

The image of the green dragon, which was originally like an inscription on the Golden Tiger Hall, was blurred.

It seems that in the next moment, even the blurry image of the green dragon will disappear.

There was no time to sigh, let alone grieve, Zhao Xiang, Rael, and Ah Jian fought with all their might.

Fortunately, at this time, the two most powerful enemies were cleaned up by the green dragon and the ancient demons, and there were very few undead spiritual cultivators left.

Zhao Xiang's hands rolled like wheels, and one by one the void talismans flew out, and they disappeared into the broken soul bowl in a blur.

As if receiving some kind of urgent call, the Soul Bowl scattered in ten parts.

Black light and shadow flickered and disappeared within a radius of a hundred miles.

The spiritual lives of the undead were harvested by the light and shadow that turned into black sickles.

The sacrificial spirit in the Golden Tiger Hall of the Sixteen Sacrificial Treasures has been seriously injured, and there is not much energy left in the sacrificial treasure, so it cannot be forcibly urged at all.

However, Rael did not stop destroying the spirituality of the undead, so it was a critical moment of life and death.

Therefore, Rael's eyes closed and the golden rays bloomed, and one by one the thumb-sized golden thunderbolts came out.

These golden thunderbolts seemed to be imbued with spirituality, and each one quickly locked onto the subject.

So when he just touched the golden thunder.

One by one, the spiritual cultivation of the undead clan roared and the smoke flew away.

As for the soul slip artifact, Ah Jian, controlled the soul slip scroll to roll in the void, like a giant bird with its wings outstretched.

A huge scroll in the sky turned its pages in the sunlight, and its front was tilted at 450 angles towards the battlefield within a radius of a hundred miles.

A large expanse of blue light resembles a sloping blue sea, pouring blue waterfalls above the ground.

Every undead spiritual cultivator is under the control of this blue light.

Ah Jian stood on top of the open scroll, his hands pointing at the undead spiritualists who had fled to the edge of the blue light.

Those spiritualists who were about to rush out of the blue light control immediately exploded under the blue lightsaber that Ah Jian shot.

Although these undead spiritual cultivators were strong and would not die with a single blow, their souls were immediately severely damaged.

And at this time, Rael's golden thunder immediately stared at him.

So in the sound of explosions and screams, the spirituality of the undead turned into light and shadow and dissipated.

It took four or five breaths of work, and the spiritual cultivation of the undead clan within a radius of a hundred miles was destroyed by Zhao Xiang, Rael, and all of them.

In the moment when the spirituality of the three undead clans in Zuihou was destroyed almost at the same time.

Quack——, sneering——, booming—like a huge diamond cutting through a hundred miles of space, a strange cracking sound was heard.

At the same time, the shrill sound of tall buildings collapsing dispersed, and the sound of invisible buildings falling to the ground roared.

The huge illusion with a radius of 100 miles was finally shattered and disappeared in the sound of cracking.

Barren mountains, white clouds, dead trees, cracked ground, and bleak winds are completely gone.

In front of Zhao Xiang was a large stretch of mountains, with towering peaks and lush forests.

Colorful birds hovering in the blue sky, and the breeze carries a trace of Hongmeng, which makes people feel refreshed when they smell it.

"It's really worthy of Hongmeng Huangyu, the emperor-level star field in the high-level interface used to be, even if it is only half a step higher than our spell shijie, but the cultivation environment here is far beyond the spell shijie's. Zhao Xiang took a deep breath of Hongmeng's breath that penetrated into his heart, and said with half-squinted eyes in an intoxicated manner, "If Hongmeng Huangyu can be devoured by the spell Shijie, how exciting it would be!"

"Boss, are you dreaming, Hongmeng Huangyu is not an accessory to the spell shijie, how can there be such a good devouring. Rael immediately laughed and scolded, "You don't want to think about it, if you can devour it successfully, do you say that the strong man of the undead clan will leave the Hongmeng Emperor and wait for the boss to devour your talisman shijie?"

Ah Jian clicked on the huge soul scroll suspended in the void, and it wasn't until it flew into his palm that he put it away and said, " Yes, Brother Xiang, do you really dare to think, according to my soul exploration, this Hongmeng Huangyu seems to be slowly recovering, and it will become stronger and stronger, so ah, the spell Shijie wants to devour Hongmeng Huangyu to advance to the advanced interface, it is simply impossible, even if it can, I'm afraid it is not within our ability, unless the boss can be promoted to the emperor's level of power, maybe there is a 1 in 10,000 hope!"

"Boss, you are too careless, just the moment you breathed the Hongmeng Qi, there was a severely injured immortal spiritual cultivator who escaped!

Qinglong's weak voice sounded in the depths of Zhao Xiang and Rael's souls at the same time.