The person who came from the sky was Yan Mo Tong, who was fighting against Shaqima on the Wanghe platform, and his big body smashed into everyone's hearts like a mountain.

"Rustling ......",

At this time, there was a voice behind them, and everyone looked back again, only to see seven or eight Yama people coming out from behind them, as well as a large group of blood tarantulas, and Yang Jun saw that Jiang Shiming and Lan Yangzheng, who had been demonized, were also among them.

Now there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and everyone's hearts are like ashes, just this Yama copper, the gods will cultivate, and they can easily crush everyone, not to mention that there are other Yama tribesmen and blood tarantulas behind them.

"Hehe!" Yan Motong, who was floating in mid-air, looked at the prey under his feet, his face was pale, and he said coldly:

"Terran livestock, where are you going? As an animal, sacrifice is your most glorious moment, and stepping on the altar is your final destination. Moreover, what a great glory it is to sacrifice to Hades, and you will be with Hades and receive eternal life......

"Glory to your mother!"

There was no way to retreat, Luo Tiancheng grabbed the bright silver gun, took a long breath, and yelled, "Give me death!"

"Guiyanshen Flying Spear"

He used his marksmanship, the bright silver spear head was poured into the spiritual power, dyed a dark yellow, and the spear stabbed out from the bottom to the top, "Smack!" A crisp sound, the speed was extremely fast, and the sonic boom sounded.

is also Guiyan Shen's flying spear, which is used in Luo Tiancheng's hands, much stronger than Luo Yucheng, if Luo Yucheng has half his brother's kung fu, Yang Jun is afraid that he will not be able to kill him, but will die under Luo Yucheng's gun.

Bai Baisheng also took the opportunity to slash the long knife out, as fast as the wind, he and Luo Tiancheng are rivals, but when matched, they are full of tacit understanding and seamless.

Yang Jun and the rest of the thirty or so people, all of whom could still move, all picked up their blades and attacked Yan Mo Bronze with a brush.

Up to now, the left and right are dead, and it is better to die in battle than to die in humiliation.

Yan Motong looked at his original sword, spear and halberd, grinned, shook his head and said with a smile:

"The lowly animal, the grasshopper shaking the tree, is always so self-defeating. ”

His body, which was more than a foot tall, did not move at all, his gray hands pulled out, and the golden spiritual power burst out, knocking the cultivators away. The huge impact force made the long knife in Yang Jun's hand fly away.

Then the soul of Yan Mo Bronze appeared from behind, the huge soul head raised to the sky and roared, and two arms poked out from under the ribs, waving the four arms, and the palms of the hands were opened, like four huge forks, inserting them in all directions, sandwiching Luo Tiancheng and several others between their fingers.

Luo Tiancheng and the others struggled to break free, but to no avail, they were caught by Yan Motong's soul and couldn't move.

And Yang Jun felt that his waist was as if he was being bound by a piece of pig iron, and it was about to break, and he almost fainted in pain.

"Roar!"

The soul of Yan Mo Bronze carried twelve people between the fingers of his four arms, four palms and sixteen fingers, and at the same time he roared, and a sound wave erupted from the soul mouth, roaring out all the monks who were still on the ground, including people and horses.

Then he threw the prey in his palm into the snow tarantula swarm, and the blood tarantula pounced on the flying prey, spit out the spider silk, tied it up, and carried it on its back.

"Alas, cattle are animals, and if it were not for the sacrifice to Hades, I would have eaten you at this time. The Terran monk livestock is the most delicious, bite it, squeak and crunchy, and the spiritual power overflows in the mouth, which is really an endless aftertaste. It's a shame to let you live now!" Yama Bronze shook his head with regret and continued:

"But in the end, you're going to die, because ......" Yama was about to continue, when suddenly a little white light appeared on his chest, and then the white light exploded.

Feeling a sharp pain in his chest, Yan Motong looked down and was shocked that a hole had been blown out of his chest, and then, his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious, so he fell from the air, and he didn't know who killed him until he died.

As soon as Yama Bronze died, his soul was also brushed, like fine sand scattered on the ground, and the ashes were annihilated. The people who were caught between their fingers fell from the sky one after another.

The crowd stumbled and staggered up from the ground. Yang Jun held a sword, stood up with difficulty, and shook his head.

"Click! click"

With a crisp sound, a sword light suddenly appeared in the dim sky, like lightning, cutting through the gray mist in the sky.

The sword light branches and branches, the fire tree and silver flowers, meandering and wandering, as long as several miles, as short as ten zhang, like a swimming dragon, soaring in the sky. The dragons flew and pounced on the swarm of blood tarantulas in the distance.

"Crackling", in an instant, the blood tarantula within a few miles was swept by the sword light, and all of them died, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burning.

Just when everyone was stunned, there were several short sword lights, like milk swallows returning to the nest, brushing past everyone's ears.

"Hum~"

A short chirp sounded in Yang Jun's ears, and the sword trembled.

When the sword light brushed his ears, a strand of hair fell from his sideburns. He looked back, only to see the Yama people behind him explode in their chests and fall to the ground and die. Jiang Shiming and Lan Yangzheng, who had been demonized, also blew a hole in their chests and died of anger.

At this moment, the sky suddenly brightened, and everyone looked up, only to see that from the distance in the sky, a white-clothed monk stepped into the sky and slowly came.

The body is long, with snow-white and shiny hair, and a withered yellow vine is tied at random behind the head, fluttering. With each step he took in the air, the air rippled like a gentle step on the water.

The white-clothed monk raised his eyes and looked at Chenghuang Mountain from afar, with golden light in his eyes, and his gaze was like electricity.

I saw that the altar on Chenghuang Mountain, the blood mist was surging, and there was a huge gray shadow with an indistinct face, looming in the blood mist.

Gray Shadow's chest was empty, a whirlpool of blood mist, and in the whirlpool, there was a heart like a cow's heart, rising and falling in the whirlpool, thumping.

As the Blood Tarantula carried the living creature up Chenghuang Mountain and threw it into the blood mist of the altar, the gray shadow became more and more condensed, and the heart in the blood mist became more and more red.

The priests around the altar were blushing and high-pitched, chanting incantations in a low and high-pitched voice. And the Yama people lying around felt a coercion, which pressed on their souls, making them tremble.

"Mopo Mokoye Modo, Bhasa Po Vain Revealing the Truth......"

"Mapo Mokoya Mota, Bhasa Vasa Reveal Dira......

............

Si Soul Si Ling is a great priest, and Si Ji Si is often a young Sikong ......"

The entire dungeon echoed with the sound of the priest's incantation, and the face of the gray shadow on the altar slowly became clear, and the three priests looked at the scene in front of them, becoming more and more excited, and the chanting became more and more urgent.

"Si Soul Si Ling is a great priest, and Si Ji Si is often a young Sikong ......"

Yan Motong, who had fallen to the ground and died, Lan Yangzheng and the corpses of others, their mouths also followed the rhythm of the incantation, one by one, and the urn followed the chanting.

The more the incantation was pronounced, the gray shadow became clearer and clearer, and the heart on the altar became more and more red, beating more and more powerfully.

"The Underworld welcomes the return of the Ancestor!"

"The Underworld welcomes the return of the Ancestor!"

On Chenghuang Mountain, the three priests were humbly prostrate, their foreheads touching the ground, and the slightly closed eyelids of the gray shadow on the altar were trembling slightly, as if they were about to open in the next moment.

The white-clothed monk looked at the distant scene, his brows furrowed slightly,

"Soul Resurrection Spell?" the white-clothed monk was a little surprised, and then he said clearly:

"Hebo, Zaiwu Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the mountains shook for a while, and I saw a big river, the waves were vast, rushing down from the sky, "boom, boom, boom" like the Milky Way pouring down, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Yang Jun and others, as far as the eye can see, the big river waves are surging, there are schools of whitebait, shuttling in the river, frolicking, shaking their heads and tails, chasing around, full of spirituality.

The river instantly rushed to the side of the white-clothed monk, and the white-clothed monk, with his right hand, reached into the river, scooped a handful of water, and went upward, fluorescent, and then turned his palm,

"Smack!"

A huge silverfish jumped out of the water, spun in the air, and turned into a silver-glittering sword, the hilt of which landed in his hand.

The white-clothed monk held his sword, jumped on the river, stood solemnly on the head of the surging tide, looked at the gray shadow on the Chenghuang Mountain, saluted with his sword, and said lightly:

"Weishan Lake Huang Chaojin, come to visit the ancestor of the underworld!"

As soon as his words fell, in an instant, "crackling!" There was a sound, and one by one the silver fish jumped out of the big river and turned into a bright long sword, forming a river of swords, like a dazzling silver light, illuminating the entire underground palace.

Somewhere in the underground palace, Senior Brother Yue, Shi Dun and others were fighting among the wolves, marching hard towards the exit of the underground palace, and at their feet, there were many gray wolf corpses lying horizontally. Several people were covered in injuries at this time, and they were already exhausted.

This is, as soon as the sky lit up, everyone looked up, only to see that in the depths of the underground palace, a sword river was like a blue fall under the Milky Way, surrounding a white-clothed monk.

"Sword River! That's Sword River! Senior Brother is here!" Senior Brother Tang shouted loudly.