The ghost minister's scythe was a few centimeters outside Yan Ning's neck, but his white smiling face froze.

A piercing voice sounded, and a burst of sparks flashed next to Yan Ning's neck, and in the blink of an eye, Yan Ning actually withdrew his long sword and blocked the ghost minister's killing blow!

"Take out your real skills and solve you, I still have serious things to do. Yan Ning said lightly.

"Bastard!" Ghost Chen felt a burst of annoyance, Yan Ning's strength had actually grown in such a short period of time, it was really terrifying!

He put away his scythe and flew more than ten meters, distancing himself from Yan Ning.

Yan Ning held the long sword in his hand, and the anger in his eyes burned: "Ghost minister, the account of the Immortal Sect, let's calculate it slowly, now, I will first calculate with you the matter of kidnapping my woman!"

After Yan Ning finished speaking, he thuded the long sword into the bluestone at his feet, and then put his hands together, and slowly read in his mouth:

"Gengxin Renqi, the Eight Great Heavenly Ding. Urgent order my mouth, urgent order my heart. Wumen has an edict, give me a finger spirit! Wumen has seventy-two golden needles, kill all the evil demons and demons in the world!"

"That's seventy-two golden needles, it seems that you are in a hurry than I am!"

The ghost minister looked at the seventy-two golden needles flying out of Yan Ning's body, and couldn't help but sneer, he had learned the ability of seventy-two golden needles when he was in Shenshan City before, but it was absolutely whimsical to want to solve himself in one fell swoop with that golden needle storm!

"Come on, if you are dealt with, a new ghost king will be born, and when the time comes, all your friends and relatives will die at the hands of our brothers! I will swallow your flesh and blood into my stomach little by little!"

The ghost minister smiled cruelly, his body gradually became illusory, and soon turned into a black yin wind storm, and the cold light appeared in the yin wind, it was the two sickles in the ghost minister's hands!

If you are caught up in this storm, I am afraid that you will be cut to pieces by the scythe of the ghost minister in an instant!

Yan Ning was not afraid of the storm of the ghost ministers, his eyes were closed, and his face was expressionless, but the seventy-two golden needles behind him were already ready to move, and the terrifying golden light became more and more dazzling, and even dispelled a lot of yin qi in the evil spirit space!

Retreat the demons, and hide the demons!

"I want to see if you are powerful in the yin wind, or if my Wumen Golden Needle is powerful!"

Yan Ning suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were round like tiger eyes, the magic seal in his hand changed, pointing at the storm of the ghost minister, the golden needle behind him suddenly rotated, and a terrifying aura emanated, and the golden needle storm actually collided with the ghost minister's yin wind head-on!

Ghost Chen's words are right, in the evil spirit space, the storm used by the ghost minister is obviously much stronger than before, and Yan Ning's golden needle is not as powerful as the one that erupted in Shenshan City!

The two storms collide again, and the verdict is decided!

Seeing that the Golden Needle Storm was gradually weakened, the ghost minister who was in the center of the storm couldn't help but sneer: "Yan Ning, you are still a child who can't grow up after all, this time, don't want to leave the evil spirit space alive!"

Yan Ning looked at the gradually weakening Golden Needle Storm, but his face did not change, as if everything was under his control, only to see his fingers move slightly, and another incantation began to be recited in his mouth:

Disciple Yan Ning leads the heavens and thunders to break through thousands of evils, destroy thousands of ghosts, open my divine order, and punish the ghosts!"

This edict thunder fire spell can instantly turn ordinary zombie bodies into flying ashes, and in the face of the yin qi in the evil spirit space, it has a blocking effect, after Yan Ning finished reciting the spell, the dark clouds in the gray sky actually gathered, and purple thunder flashed inside.

A solemn aura made Zhou Rui, who was far away, couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp.

"Hack me!" Yan Ning shouted violently, and his raised palm slashed down, and terrifying thunder instantly fell from the sky, but its target was not the ghost minister, but the eye of the Golden Needle Storm!

"What the hell is this kid doing!" The ghost minister stared at the thunder fire tightly, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

I saw that after the thunder light split into the golden needle storm, it turned out to be like a burning forest, and the purple thunder and fire instantly spread throughout the entire golden needle storm, and the golden light gradually disappeared, replaced by purple thunder and fire, and now the golden needle storm has become a terrible thunder and fire storm!

"Ghost minister, this thunder and fire storm is my gift to you, to avenge Xiao Ya's kidnapping!" Yan Ning got up coldly and shouted at the ghost minister who was in the yin wind.

The ghost minister's face was gloomy, the power of the thunder and fire storm was beyond his imagination, the thunder fire that weakened the yin qi outside, and the golden needle of the Wu Sect contained it inside, even if he was now in the evil spirit space full of yin qi, he was a little overwhelmed for a while!

"Yan Ning, don't force me!"

The ghost minister suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and the rags that wrapped his body shattered piece by piece, revealing the white bones on his body, and these white bones actually became thicker and thicker in front of Yan Ning at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost minister actually put away the yin wind and turned into a giant five or six meters high!

When Yan Ning saw this scene, he couldn't help but scold: "Damn, will you still transform?"

Yan Ning had actually seen such a skill, and he had seen it from Black Impermanence Fan Wuxu, could it be that this was the special ability of the Ghost King?

No, Fan Wusu is a ghost, and he is still somewhat different from the ghost king.

Yan Ning felt that the yin qi in the evil spirit space was frantically converging on the ghost minister, and immediately understood, it turned out that this guy was absorbing the yin qi in the evil spirit space to strengthen himself!

"Good guy......" Yan Ning held the hilt of the sword again, pulled the long sword out of the bluestone, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the skull head of the ghost minister, and said in a cold voice, "What else do you have to do, you will use it all later, otherwise there will be no chance in the future!"

"Arrogant boy, I'll let you know what regret is!" Ghost Chen said with a sneer, his huge fist slamming towards Yan Ning.

Zhou Rui looked at the huge ghost minister, and couldn't help but sigh: "The yin qi of this evil spirit space has been accumulated for three hundred years, and the ghost minister has absorbed so much at one time, I'm afraid he won't feel good...... This Yan Ning really can't stay!"

His gaze then looked at the two evil spirits who were devouring the evil spirits in the Colosseum, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "The evil spirits are about to be eaten, and then it is time for the two of you to fight to the death." ”

Zhou Rui was looking at Ghost Zhong and Li Yaxuan, while Su Yan was looking at him, and then, in Zhang Rui's surprised gaze, Su Yan slowly stood up and walked in the direction of Zhou Rui.

Zhang Rui hurriedly struggled to follow behind Su Yan: "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to kill him. Su Yan said coldly.

"Kill him?"

"My parents were killed by him, and now that I know the secrets of the Absolute Sea Prison, but I can't create evil ghosts like him, then I can only take revenge by killing him!" Su Yan said viciously.

Zhang Rui glanced at Zhuang Xiaoya, who was running towards Chen Zhijie, and sighed: "That's it, I'll go with you and kill Zhou Rui, maybe I can delay the birth of the new ghost king a little, and we won't come in vain." ”

Zhang Rui now knows that this is not the real underworld, and Zhang Sijia can't be found, so now, it is better to help Yan Ning and destroy this place.

Su Yan's gaze was no more complicated than Zhang Rui's, there was only hatred in her eyes, she pulled out the dagger tied to Zhang Rui's calf, and slowly walked towards Zhou Rui......