Four "Buzz!"

The four ghost kings were arranged in all directions, their feet floating in the void in the yin wind, and an unpredictable rune seal appeared in the center of their eyebrows, shining and shining, like a talisman, guarding their souls from the circle of light turned by the condensation of the origin vision;

In the face of the fierce spirits and evil ghosts, the hideous and terrifying Huangquan evil ghosts, the pitch-black skeletons and bones, and the strange and unpredictable Styx generals, the expressions of the four ghost kings were as calm and indifferent as forgetfulness, and they turned a blind eye as if they had not heard of it, and they did not seem to put these in their eyes, perhaps they had absolute confidence in the magic power of forgetfulness;

Forget Mo sat on the platform, under the protection of the circle of light condensed by the condensation of the eight origin visions, his hands pinched the mystical magic, and the ten fingers flew and danced, the speed was almost connected into a phantom, and he controlled the eight origin visions with his divine will, like ripples sweeping and spreading around in circles and circles;

Whether it was the Yellow Spring of the River Styx, or the demons and monsters that came to slaughter violently, whenever they touched the circle of light condensed by the condensation of the eight origin visions, they all turned into powder and drifted away in the air in an instant, as if they were destroyed and annihilated by the unpredictable and unstoppable divine light in an instant, and they could not get close to the ancient fall of the Xuanguang at all;

Even the so-called Yellow Springs Demons and Styx Warlords of the Drowned Ghosts were equally difficult to defeat the vast divine power of the circle of aura condensed by the condensation of the eight Origin Visions, and at the moment they were affected, they couldn't help but tremble, as if they had been shattered and burned by the thunder and fire of the heavens, and in the blink of an eye, their souls were scattered, their bodies and bones were shattered, and they turned into flying ashes and scattered in the air;

And although the drowning ghost was furious at this moment, it was too busy to take care of itself, and was chased by the dazzling rune seal that flew from the sky, and fled in all directions into the Yellow Spring of the River Styx, and did not dare to show its head at all, because it felt a great fear from the soul, almost instinctive;

Whether it was the brilliant divine light emitted by the rune seal, or the power fluctuations and momentum emitted by it, the drowning ghost had to believe that it was an existence that was touching and dying, and once it was hit, it would definitely be scattered and wiped out, and there was absolutely no possibility of sparing;

At this moment, the drowning ghost no longer has the original arrogance and rampantness, hiding in the turbid Yellow Spring of the River Styx, fleeing for his life in embarrassment, and at the same time trying to think of ways to escape, because it has already died once, and really doesn't want to die a second time, because it knows that if it really dies again, it will never be reborn;

In this embarrassing situation, the drowning ghost tasted an unprecedented taste of regret, because although it said that it had followed the unintentional order of the ghost and god to come to kill Forget, but it never thought that Forgetfulness was so powerful, with such an unfathomable supreme supernatural power, and if it had known that it would have come out of nowhere;

The drowning ghost knows very well in his heart, where is this to kill Forgetfulness, this is simply unintentionally used by the ghosts and gods, and has become a touchstone to test the true cultivation of Forgetfulness as a touchstone, sad and ridiculous, it is still confused, and the momentum has come from afar to send it to death;

Under the shroud of this life-and-death crisis, the most hated by the drowned ghost is no longer the Taoist priest, but the ghost and god who ruthlessly use it, the Taoist priest can only be ranked behind, if it is not for the cultivation and the ghost and god Wuxin is far from the difference, it can't wait to pull the ghost and god Wuxin to the side, and put it behind him as a shield;

It's a pity that the matter has come to this point, no matter how much it regrets it, how much it hates and angers, it can't change the miserable situation that has become a fact, and even the drowning ghost knows very well that it is not a way to escape like this, once it forgets to use other means, it can only make the situation worse, and end up in a devastated and ruined ending;

But no matter how much it meditated and thought about it, for a while, except for desperately running too hard, it couldn't think of any other way, and it didn't even have a chance to ask for mercy, and the miserable and depressed heart can be imagined;

At this moment, it can only hope that the Yellow Springs of Styx and the Yin soldiers and ghosts in it, the Yellow Springs Demons, the Immortal Ghost Bones and the Styx War will be able to resist for a while longer, and buy it more time to find a way to escape, and there is nothing else to do;

It's a pity that what it doesn't know is that those Yellow Springs demons that condensed its last hope, the Immortal Ghost Bone and the Styx Battle, have long since disappeared at this moment;

"Zizi Zi ..."

Even the Yellow Fountain of the River Styx, which it was proud of, was evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye as if it had been burned by the condensation of the eight Origin Visions, as if it had been burned by a flame divine fire, and bursts of black water mist were steamed, which quickly dried up and disappeared;

A moment later, when the drowning ghost found out and suddenly found that the original overwhelming Yellow Spring of the Styx River was only a mass the size of a millstone, and it was still disappearing at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye, and it was about to have no way to escape, his heart suddenly felt like ashes, and he only felt like a nightmare, but unfortunately, ghosts could not dream;

In just a few breaths, the Yellow Spring of the River Styx disappeared completely, and even the drowning ghost was condensed by the eight kinds of origin visions, and the impact of the circle of ring light was struggling to resist and retreat, as if it was an ant in the raging waves of the raging sea, which could be completely submerged by the monstrous waves at any time;

At the same time, the Xuanguang Brilliant Rune Law Seal, under the control of the Forgotten Divine Will, broke through the air like an arrow from the string, and instantly turned into a streamer phantom, as fast as a storm and lightning, and with a brutal and domineering attitude, it fell unstoppably in the center of the drowning ghost's eyebrows, shining and shining like a brand;

"Buzz!"

The dazzling rune magic seal suddenly bloomed into an even more dazzling mystical divine light, rapidly soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye, wrapping the already precarious drowning ghost in the blink of an eye, like a light cocoon transformed by the condensation of thousands of divine lights;

"Zizi Zi ..."

At the same time, a series of tooth-aching sounds came out of the drowned ghost's body, and the swollen and white soul body involuntarily trembled violently, as if the polar ice that had been frozen for thousands of years suddenly fell into the hot fiery magma, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, a large amount of gray-black yin qi ghost mist was quickly steamed;

"Whew... Wow..."

The drowning ghost suddenly raised his voice to the sky and howled miserably, and the edematous ghost body quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye in the dazzling and dazzling divine light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a gray-black stone the size of a child's fist, wrapped in the dazzling talisman divine light, and floated in the void.