"You!"

The Shura monk was angry and wanted to draw a knife to cut him, but he was slapped away by the Stygian, and the moment he looked at Li Jihuang, his eyes were full of appreciation.

"You have the courage, I am willing to cultivate, your name?"

Shen Luo looked at him appreciatively, and the surrounding Shura monks were shocked, and they knew that the Shura clan was going to be a red person, and in the past, the ghost cultivator had not died and evolved into the Shura clan, but he had never been treated like this.

"Guilt!"

Li Ji said coldly, since he entered the Netherworld, he has encountered several times of great death, and the Yu Yu actually threw him in the library pavilion for hundreds of years and didn't let him out, and he didn't take him away when the city was broken, and said that he was the benefactor of the Nine Netherworld, did he treat the benefactor like this?

Now I don't know what happened to Fang Yan, and my own body, has there been any changes after hundreds of years, and what happened to the old people in the Great Wilderness?

"Guilty?"

Hearing these two words, Ying Luo raised his eyebrows, a shock appeared in his eyes, and his body trembled all the time, as if he had seen an acquaintance, he was very excited, and wanted to reach out to him, but he hesitated, but he stopped moving.

The monks of the Shura tribe who saw this scene were all surprised. This Stygian is moody, famous for killing, and will not treat his children like this, how can he lose his temper now?

In the distance, the Shura clan also fished out a few ghost cultivators who had not died, but they were miserable, blistered all over, most of their bodies were transformed, and they also gave birth to the characteristics of the Shura clan, but they were not as hideous as Li Jihuang, so alive and vigorous.

"Kill them!"

Hades Luo pointed to the tens of thousands of Netherworld Ghost Clans that were still left on the shore, and at the same time threw the Blood Killing Sword on his waist to Li Jihuang, and said in a cold tone.

"I don't have enough strength!"

Li Jihuang took the sword and said in a cold tone, although his soul body appearance is hideous now, his cultivation is not yet in the forging tendon realm, and he just has a shelf.

Shen Luo smiled coldly, pointed a finger at Li Jihuang, and suddenly a blood-red and violent energy entered Li Jihuang's soul body, and his hideous body rose even more.

"The power of the Dao Source Realm!"

Li Ji drew his sword coldly, and the next moment he swung his sword out, cutting off the heads of several Shura clans around, picking up their weapons, and slowly flying towards the remnants of the ghost cultivators on the shore.

This scene made countless monks of the Shura clan frown slightly, but they didn't say anything, the Shura clan was moody, even more fighting, and there were many things that often killed their own family collapses.

Li Jihuang flew to the shore, the three faces were hideous, the six arms were full of weapons, and the breath was fierce, like an ancient fierce god, extremely fierce.

The aura of the Immortal Luo was profound, and the countless Shura clans around him were respectful to him, coupled with the other party's random finger, he temporarily possessed the cultivation of the peak of the Dao Source Realm, and he guessed that the other party was very likely to have a cultivation above the Golden Immortal Realm, and if he didn't act, he would die.

"He dies, you live!"

Hades pointed at Li Jihuang expressionlessly, and at the same time made countless Shura monks throw down their weapons.

This sentence of Hades Luo was like a glimmer of hope, almost all of these ghost cultivators were seriously injured, but their cultivation and combat power were not low, at this time they all picked up their weapons and looked at Li Jihuang with a fierce face.

"Kill!"

Many ghost cultivators looked at each other and picked up their weapons, even though they were seriously injured, they still had a lot of background, especially the existence of several monks in the Scattered Immortal Realm, the size of the team was not weak, Li Jihuang now only temporarily possessed the cultivation of the early stage of the first order of the Dao Source Realm, and the outcome was difficult to decide!

"I'm sorry, I'm here to survive too!"

Li Jihuang's eyes were cold, and he rushed into the tens of thousands of ghost cultivators, instead of being tortured like this, they couldn't be at peace before they died, it was better to give them a good time, so as not to suffer the torture that life was worse than death!

Bursts of sword light and sword shadows flashed, there were no dazzling spells and terrifying formations, only a sound of swords and guns, a sound of slashing to the extreme, Li Jihuang did not use spells, he still used a sword, the sword saw blood, the killing intent was condensed, and the killing shout was extremely loud for a while.

Even though he has three heads and six arms, he can deal with everything around him, and he is extremely fierce in battle, but there are too many ghost cultivators around, and scars gradually appear on his body, and the injuries are serious, but he never let out a muffled snort, and even gradually mastered the technique, sealing his throat with a sword, so that those ghost cultivators were killed immediately.

Although there are many ghost cultivators, most of them are not good at physical combat, and Li Jihuang is reckless, there are countless fights large and small, and he has experienced a lot of battles.

Slowly, the figure of the surrounding ghost cultivators slowly decreased, turned into spars and fell to the ground, and the battle lasted for several hours before stopping, but nearly half of them did not fight him.

Some of the badly injured ghost cultivators pointed at the underworld, made a throat-wiping motion, and blew themselves up.

After some ghost cultivators got the weapon, they killed the surrounding Shura clan with red eyes.

Some ghost cultivators even secretly healed him, and the remaining ghost cultivators were unwilling to kill him with their blades!

"I'll avenge you!"

On the shore, only Li Jihuang's ugly and tall figure existed, he was covered with injuries, but he didn't say a word, silently picked up the soul stones on the ground, and used the soul seed to devour them.

From beginning to end, he was not a ghost clan, and he never thought that he would participate in the racial battle between the Netherworld Ghost Clan and the Shura Clan, he could have looked for the other half of Fangyan's soul in the Netherworld, but the planned arrangements could not keep up with the actual changes, he could only try his best to survive!

Not for anything else, just for the promise of Fang Yan, in order to find forgiveness to avenge the hatred of hundreds of years, in order to return to the Great Wilderness alive to visit the old man!

Sitting on the ground, he was covered in blood, and his breath was extremely cold, really like a Shura born and raised in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

He didn't say a word, he didn't look at a person, but operated the soul seed, absorbing tens of thousands of soul stones beside him. In his cultivation, he was slowly improving the grade of his self-created Netherworld Divine Skill.

Now that he temporarily has the cultivation of the peak of the Dao Source Realm, if he doesn't use it, he is really sorry for the "kindness" of the Underworld!

In an instant, the cultivation on his body quickly dissipated, and the surrounding soul stones dissipated even faster, and a stream of dark soul power merged into his soul body, and vaguely his figure became more condensed, a little taller, which made people awe-inspiring.

It lasted for more than half an hour, and all the soul stones around him were shattered, and his breath deepened, but his soul body was countless times more condensed than before.

When he opened his eyes, a fierce light flashed, and he stood up, although he didn't speak, but the aura transmitted from his body made many of the Shura clans around him feel awe, this is the breath of the royal family!

"Dao Source Realm Peak!"

After absorbing tens of thousands of soul stones, the cultivation of his soul body reached a higher level, in fact, he wasted seventy or eighty percent of the soul power emitted by the soul stones, and he used all those powers to consolidate the soul seed!

Now the space in the soul seed is huge, the radius is more and more than a hundred zhang, like a small world, and more importantly, his soul seed is hard, there is no super soul attack, and ordinary attacks cannot break his soul seed.

And if the soul seed is immortal, he will not die!

If it is replaced by another ghost cultivator, I am afraid that he will be able to reach the point of the late stage of scattered immortals from zero cultivation, among these soul stones, there are several soul cultivators of the scattered immortal realm and dozens of Dao Source Realms, and the cultivators feel that he is wasted, but he feels extremely fulfilled.

As long as the soul seed is not extinguished during the fight, he can slowly recover, and I am afraid that no one in the same realm can compete with him, because he cannot break his soul seed.

Standing up, he looked extremely tall, his body more than four meters tall looked burly among the small Shura clan, he didn't speak, he flew straight towards Hades, and handed him the sword with both hands.

"Hehe, good job, go back and get a big prize!"

Hades Luo seemed to praise, this crime was ruthless, and the same clan dared to kill, and what he Shura wanted was such a sharp sword.

However, he did not know that no one in the netherworld was his kind.

"How should I be rewarded?"

Li Jihuang raised his eyebrows and asked unkindly.

"Alien crumbs, is it your turn to speak here?"

Hades didn't speak, but a warrior beside him stood up and cheered him on.

"What are you? How dare you talk to me like that!"

Li Jihuang looked at the Shura general, smiled, and the sword was no longer given to the Shura general, and slowly walked towards the Shura general, staring at him.

"I ......"

Before the general finished speaking, he was cut off by Li Jihuang with a sword, and at the same time, he sacrificed a yin fire and burned the body.

"Hehe, in the early days of the Scattered Wonderland, you dare to talk to me like this?"

Li Jihuang grabbed his head and said viciously, grabbing it with his big hand.

With a casual throw, he turned around and walked towards the Netherworld, but the next moment he was smashed by a huge force on the Netherworld Blood Sea, and his body was torn apart.

"Who gave you the guts to move my man!"

Hatara's eyes were cold, and there was no joy or anger in his voice.

"When will it be your turn to interject when I talk to you?"

His body rushed into the sea, Li Jihuang looked directly at him, although there was no trace of respect in his words, but it surprised Na Shenluo, smiled and didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, he flew to the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea with the team.

During this period, no monk of the Shura clan came to pay attention to Li Jihuang, although he did not die after falling into the sea of blood, and he also evolved the appearance of the royal family, but after all, he was a foreign race, and he hated the Shura clan, and when the foreign clan first arrived, he was appreciated by the Hades, which made many Shura people jealous.

During the flight, Li Jihuang didn't speak, he worked wholeheartedly on the soul seed, absorbing the thick netherworld qi around him, and slowly his body recovered.

Although he didn't hit with all his strength before, he didn't keep his hand, if it was an ordinary ghost cultivator, he would have to retreat for half a year or a few years, and his soul was immortal, and his soul body could be condensed, and after a few hours, the injuries on his body slowly recovered, and he stood alone, but there was no monk of the Shura clan standing with him, looking hideous and withdrawn.

The Underworld flew in front, and slowly countless monks of the Shura clan gathered, forming a large army, about three million Shura troops, flying to the depths of the Netherworld Blood Sea.