Forget Mo sat on the platform, supported by the four ghost kings and walked in the sky, he didn't know everything that happened in the dark, let alone know, because it killed the ghost god's unintentional soul clone, which caused the ghost god to be unintentionally furious, designed revenge, and secretly used a series of means to deal with him;

But it's also true, after all, for tens of millions of years, except for the ghost venerable who has been hidden somewhere in the ghost land of Yinshan Mountain in the legend, hidden in the world in order to make a breakthrough, and wants to cultivate to the realm of ghosts and immortals and leave this never-ending ghost land, it can be said that the entire Yinshan ghost land has cultivated into the most powerful ghost;

Since the ghost god unintentionally cultivated to the realm of ghosts and gods, he relied on the power of the ghost god clone to crisscross the Yin Mountain and the ghost land, becoming a well-deserved overlord.

Forget the silence on the platform, the eyes are flashing, as if they contain fairy light, the pupils are like stars, look around, see through all false illusions, insight into the breath of heaven and earth, all lonely souls and wild ghosts, all can not escape the eyes of the law, and there is an unfathomable mysterious Taoist rhyme evaporating around the body, as if the ancestor of the Heavenly Venerable Dao is cruising the world;

Suddenly, Forgetfulness seemed to feel something, staring straight ahead, and the momentum around him was steaming, ready to go;

"Buzz!"

Four blood-drenched ropes, as if condensed by blood, suddenly burst out of nothingness, as if out of nothing, appeared on the necks of the four ghost kings out of thin air, and quickly tightened at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a posture of strangling the four ghost kings alive;

If it weren't for the four ghost kings who were holding the platform, they would have done their best to control the yin wind and try their best to support the platform, I am afraid that the four ghost kings would fall into the void together with Forgetfulness;

At the same time, a hemp rope with the thickness of a child's arm and as red as blood suddenly appeared on Forgetmo's neck, and quickly tightened at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if Forgetfulness had put his head into it, as if he was hanging, about to hang himself alive, or to be hanged;

All of this was without warning, and it seemed very strange;

Forget Mo's eyes were as indifferent as strange, still looking straight ahead, only to see a blood-drenched ghost, gradually revealing his figure, as if he had come out of the void, and as if he had come across space, his appearance was hideous and terrifying, his breath was strange and unpredictable, and his body exuded a crazy and desperate aura, frantically rendering everything around him;

The ghost's eyes were round, bloodshot and bloodshot, and a blood-drenched hemp rope hung upside down from its neck, and its tongue was dark blue, hanging out of its mouth, and from a distance, it looked like it was hanging on its chest, and its body was visibly deformed, becoming somewhat irregular, and it looked like a winding branch of a dead tree, as if it had been twisted by some strange force;

This is precisely the unintentional order of the ghosts and gods to come to kill the hanged ghosts who have forgotten their silence;

"Buzz!"

The Heavenly Master's suit on Forget Mo's body instantly bloomed with a dazzling brilliance, as if thousands of glows were condensed, as if the condensation of thousands of Ruicai, the divine light flowed, and the Dao rhyme transpired;

Faintly, there seem to be countless complex rune seals, circling and flying on the Heavenly Master's suit, in a trance, as if there are countless mysterious and mysterious patterns, looming on the Heavenly Master's suit, as many as the starry rune seals and countless mysterious patterns, entangled and surrounded by each other, criss-crossed with each other, the divine power is pervasive, and it is natural;

"Bang!"

The blood-drenched hemp rope on Forgetmo's neck that was quickly tightened, at the moment when it strangled Forgetmo's neck, seemed to have been assimilated by the mystical actinization of the Heavenly Master's suit, as if it had been shattered by the supreme divine power that was steaming and circulating, and instantly turned into powder, turned into a blood-colored rain of light and scattered in the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye;

"Buzz!"

At the same time, Forget Mo did not hesitate to operate the Xuangong Mystic Method in his body to the extreme, urging the True Yuan Mana to condense on his hands, manifest between his palms and fingers, stretch his arms, and wave his backhand, turning the volley into a circle;

"Huh!"

A dazzling, brilliant and dazzling circle of mystical light manifested out of thin air at a speed visible to the naked eye, as fast as a storm and lightning, and swept towards the four ghost kings whose souls trembled and spread towards the blood-colored hemp rope that was tightened more and more;

"Bang bang bang! ...”

The blood-colored hemp rope that almost stretched the necks of the four ghost kings, at the moment it was touched by the mysterious aperture, seemed to have gone through thousands of years in an instant, as if it had been weathered by the years, turned into powder in the blink of an eye, and dissipated in the whistling yin wind, as if it had never appeared;

At the same time, the four ghost kings were finally freed from the sudden strange attack, and one by one, their ghost eyes were as red as blood, as if there was endless anger burning, and they glared angrily at the hanging ghost who stood in the void in front of them;

"Daoist! Die! ”

The hanged man exhaled, and the sound was unpleasant and eerie, like the sound of a worn-out and aging bellows in the wind, or like a rooster choked by the throat, hissing with difficulty in its dying throes;

"Hanged man!"

Forget Mo's eyes are looking straight ahead, his eyes are as indifferent as strange, the mysterious light is quietly restrained, and he speaks softly in a very flat tone, which looks like he is chatting with an old neighbor who has been with him for many years, ordinary and unremarkable;

"Whew!"

The body of the hanged ghost was shocked, the body was steaming, surrounded by dead air, and the hideous head shook hard at Forget Mo, and the dark blue long tongue, which was originally a foot long, instantly bloomed with a strange dark green brilliance, which was infinitely elongated at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a spirit snake out of a hole, as fast as a wind and lightning, stretching towards Forget Mo at great speed;

"Buzz!"

Seeing this, he looked straight ahead without the slightest fear, looking like he was not shocked, his body shook slightly, he ran the Xuangong Method, urged the true yuan mana to condense on the palm of his hand, manifested between the tips of his palm, pinched the sword fingers with one hand, and volleyed into a void painting along the unpredictable trajectory;

An esoteric and complex rune law seal, manifested out of thin air at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was a flower of the Great Dao blooming in the void, blooming with an unpredictable brilliance, circulating a Dao rhyme that could not be ignored, steaming with a mysterious and unpredictable aura, and seemed to have the mysterious power of calming the soul;

"Whew!"

With a flick of his fingers with an indifferent expression, the brilliant rune seal, like an arrow off the string, instantly turned into a streamer phantom, breaking through the air like a swift wind and lightning, and meeting the oncoming dark green long tongue;

"Zizizi! ...”

When the hanged ghost's long dark green tongue touched the Xuanguang Dharma Seal that had popped out of Forget, it suddenly retracted like a frightened little beast, and even so, there was still a burst of gray-black smoke, as if it had been burned by a red-hot iron;