"Sister Pipa, Xiaotian and Niannian are gone, and we only have... ”

"Kill!"

Just kidding, that's his own children, how can he not care, Pipa didn't say a word, picked up the hidden poison fork and went to the Babu Floating Massacre, and the two million Rakshasa ghost soldiers behind him saw that the boss moved, and they also shouted and rushed over.

"Hehe, finally fooled by everything. Emperor Shakti showed a strange smile again, and all the kings below also moved, making a gesture of sealing, and the eight-story pagoda gushed out at the same time, and thousands of fierce and huge dragons roared out, followed by countless black-armored Shura demon gods with giant swords, and then the Yaksha with white horns on his head and as fast as lightning, plus the celestial maidens flying all over the sky, the strange birds fluttering their wings, the horse-headed people playing musical instruments, and the lowest level, the emerald python hovering upward, all met the Rakshasa ghost soldiers and fell into a fierce battle.

As soon as the confrontation began, the vicious Rakshasa ghost soldiers defeated the eight demon spirits with an overwhelming advantage, and one Rakshasa ghost soldier could kill ten demon spirits, including dragons and giant pythons, but the strange thing is that the battle has been going on for a long time, and the number of these eight demon spirits does not seem to decrease, but more and more.

"Not true. Seriel Red Lotus was the first to notice the abnormality, raised her head and looked into the tower, and sure enough, she saw the clues, these demon spirits continued to drill out from the marks of the eight kings, and they couldn't kill them at all.

"How so!" The red lotus was shocked and angry.

"Hehe, this is the highest formation in the Shura Realm, the horror of the Eight Floating Slaughter. Emperor Shakti stood proudly on the top of the tower: "The Eight Floating Slaughter is the place where the souls of the eight tribes of the past dynasties return, as long as the kings return to the throne and activate the formation with the power of the origin, the demon spirits of the eight tribes who died in the past generations will be summoned, although the combat effectiveness is extremely poor, but the number is unlimited, do you think that with the two million people you bring, you can kill all the demon spirits of the eight tribes of the past dynasties?"

"Boom!"

Selie Honglian's brain exploded at once, the demon spirits of the past dynasties, that adds up to hundreds of millions, two million people don't know how long it will take to cut even if they take a machete to cut one by one, not to mention that these demon spirits are not without combat power at all, two million Rakshasa ghost soldiers have fought for a day, and most of their physical strength and mana have been consumed, but the demon spirits are still pouring out of the eight floating slaughterhouses.

And when the battle on the Xishamen side was in full swing, Luo Donglai and his party, who were in charge of attacking the South Road, had also fallen into a formation, which could be said to be more terrifying than the Twelve Medicine King Array and the Eight Floating Slaughter Array, whose insidious viciousness shocked the Three Realms as early as 800,000 years ago.

Luo Donglai and the others led the troops to only see the porch of Nanshamen from a distance, and just took a few steps forward, they were in another space.

It's a pitch-black space, and you can't see your fingers.

"Stand still and don't move. No one can see how serious Luo Donglai's face is now.

"Smack!"

With a snap of his fingers, this space was all lit up, this light didn't matter, everyone was taken aback, there were all small candlesticks under their feet, and there were a lot of them, basically there was one under the feet of each ghost soldier, plus Luo Donglai's four people, a total of two million and four candlesticks, swaying with firelight, illuminating this space brightly.

"Welcome to hell. A gray-haired, black-clad young man sat at the end of a candlestick, holding a book in his hand.

"Who are you, how dare you pretend to be a ghost here? Luo Donglai shouted.

"I'm not pretending to be a god, I'm here to turn you all into ghosts. The man closed the book and smiled.

"Don't be ashamed, if a person dares to stop us, I think you are looking for death!" Cangdu shouted angrily, and he was about to step forward and arrest the young man.

"Cangdu Patriarch is slow and slow, I look at this place weird, don't be rash, let's take a look first. Zhu Long's face was solemn, looking at the candlesticks in this place.

"Just put some candles to scare us!" Cang kicked out disdainfully, knocking over more than a dozen candlesticks in front of him

"Yes, that's it, the more the more the better. The young man smiled, and pretended to pinch his fingers and calculated: "You were frightened when the lamp was turned on, and you knocked down three hundred and forty-eight candlesticks, and this white-haired brother just kicked over sixteen candlesticks, a total of three hundred and sixty-four. ”

"So what?" Yan Hao also felt that something was wrong, and stepped forward to ask.

"That means ... The young man's face suddenly turned hideous: "There are three hundred and forty-eight of you who are going to die, and this white-haired old man will suffer sixteen nails and die a tragic death!"

"What!"

The boy snapped his fingers again, and everyone saw that behind the young man was densely packed with small straw men, and there were two million in sight.

The young man smiled hideously, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of steel nails shot out of his sleeve robe, which were inserted into more than three hundred straw men, and they were accurately nailed to the heavenly spirit, and the nails of these three hundred straw men actually overflowed with blood.

"Ahhh

At the same moment, there were several screams from the army behind him, and the three hundred and forty-eight ghost soldiers who accidentally knocked down the candlestick were frightened by the lights on, and they fell to the ground and died on the spot.

"Oh no! Be careful, don't knock over the candlesticks on the ground!" Luo Donglai shouted.

"Big brother from the east, old cang!" Yan Hao shouted, and when Luo Donglai turned around, he saw blood flowing from the top of Cangdu's head, and sixteen blood holes appeared on Cangdu's forehead, and the blood flowed like a column.

"Hahaha... The young man looked up to the sky and laughed: "Father, your nail-headed Seven Arrows Book Great Technique has finally reappeared in the Three Realms!"