One after another tombstones rise from the ground, which is the home of countless heroes and heroes in the ancient style, and it is the last mark left by the strong men of the past and present in Santuchuan.

In the yin wind of the Yellow Springs, countless ghosts and ghosts rushed out of the gates of the Yellow Springs with a huge army of ghosts, more than ten times more than during the Battle of the Four Elephants.

Among them, those powerful ghosts who withdrew early without showing their true strength in the last Battle of the Four Elephants finally showed their terrifying strength under the protection of the more powerful Huangquan Gate this time.

There are exquisite pagodas flying up in the sky, sprinkling thousands of treasures.

An unknown strange fire erupted, turning into a pillar of fire connecting heaven and earth.

There are countless spells that turn into paper cranes and fly in the air.

It was the reappearance of the souls of Qi practitioners, talismans, sword cultivators, and Doudi in the primeval era, and these souls that were revived from the tombstones all had the characteristics of the children of the Mandate of Heaven of an era.

Their appearance is the erosion of reality by Huang Quan, and to a certain extent, it is no longer a means of the divine will level, but a higher level of power.

With the assistance of the Gate of the Yellow Spring, the Netherworld Yellow Spring has achieved a realm that the Divine Consciousness Level cannot step into, and this power comes from the forgiveness of the King of Taishan Mansion and the power of the Earth Immortals who dominate life and death.

Hanged ghosts, tongue pullers, hungry ghosts, and the troops that were just cannon fodder in the last war, were obviously strengthened a lot when they appeared this time.

White-clothed war ghosts, red giant ghosts, such powerful ghosts that will cause disaster once they appear in the mortal world, are now only regular main troops.

"Azure is the array of thunder." Qingqiu Jiujiu flipped the six reincarnation yin and yang rings in his hand, and countless runes circulated on the corners of the nine-tailed Tianhua's clothes, and finally constructed an ancient immortal array on this immortal robe.

In the sky, a large thunder word appeared, and then countless thunderbolts fell, bombarding the huge ghost army like a heavenly punishment.

Every time a ray of thunder fell, there were dozens, hundreds of ghosts and things that were knocked to ashes.

However, it didn't make any sense, because no matter how many ghosts were eliminated by the Lightning Channeling Array, there would always be more ghosts that appeared from the Gate of Yellow Springs, and even as time passed, the quality of the ghosts that appeared from the Gate of Yellow Springs continued to improve.

Finally, a ghost with strength equivalent to the immortal ring level has appeared.

Dressed in black immortal clothes and holding a ghost white bone banner, this is not those ordinary ghost monks wearing morality, but the remains of Nether Immortal Dao Immortal Warlocks who don't know which era.

With the help of the power of the Santu River, the Netherworld Immortal Dao, which commands the ghosts and gods to fight, will only end up in the Santu River, and the Netherworld Immortal Dao has been passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know how many immortal warlocks have finally fallen into the Santu River and cannot be freed.

Touching the dead will surely be ghosted.

This is the price they pay for gaining the power of Taishan Mansion Monarch, and it is also the rule of the Netherworld Immortal Dao.

The losers on these avenues eventually became part of the Santu River and became the subordinates of Taishan Fujun.

There was a first, there was a second, and the third, as if a forbidden door had been opened, and more Netherworld Immortal Dao Immortal Warlocks appeared in the camp of Netherworld Yellow Springs.

Without exception, they bowed their heads to the Netherworld Yellow Spring, which was engraved in their souls.

Having become a part of the Santu River, they could not refuse the call of the Netherworld Yellow Spring, the Lord of the Night Walkers of the Hundred Ghosts.

"Yellow Spring!"

"Ten thousand ghosts!"

"Destiny!"

"No return!"

"Nether!"

"Taishan Mansion Monarch's pardon decree!"

"Attack!"

The twelve devil girls each led about three immortal warlocks of the Netherworld Immortal Dao, hundreds of ghost white bone banners shook, and in the screams of countless ghosts, the attack began!

One by one, the spirits with visions appeared in front of their respective tombstones, their eyes radiating essence, and their whole bodies roared.

They are all the protagonists of an era and represent the pride of an era, otherwise they would not be qualified to lay a tombstone in the middle of the Santu River.

Their names, even in this era of immortalism, are rehearsed, and they are real heroes.

In the era when immortal magic did not exist, they were once full of enthusiasm and wrote their own myths.

Because their great achievements have been passed down to the age of senshu, their stories are also recited in the Santu River.

These tombstones are not set up for them by anyone, but the affirmation of their past by this piece of heaven and earth.

They are the people who have been praised and the embodiment of the heroic souls of the ancients.

"Xiao Jiu, you close your eyes and rest for a while." Looking at the army of ghosts that had attacked, Qingqiu Jiujiu seemed to have made a difficult decision, and the six reincarnation yin and yang rings that swirled around her fingertips suddenly tightened, and they were impartially embedded on her wrists.

"Click!" Like the sound of a part being closed, Qingqiu September's eyes obviously changed.

"Huh?" Xiao Jiu obediently closed his eyes, and then his figure suddenly disappeared from Qingqiu Jiu's embrace and entered the six reincarnation yin and yang rings.

"There's no way, I have to borrow the power of this one......" Qingqiu Jiujiu sighed, and seemed to have a headache.

Next, she slowly folded her hands and read out a sentence of unknown meaning.

"You are a mirror, a mirror that reflects the reality of the world, a mirror of thoughts on the other side of the starry sky."

With this voice, it seemed that something slowly woke up in Qingqiu Jiujiu's body.

"I am a mirror, a mirror that reflects the reality of the world, a mirror of thoughts on the other side of the starry sky."

Qingqiu Jiujiu's eyes became quiet, and the aura dissipated in her pupils little by little.

"You are the shadow, dancing in the light of the spark, in search of the departed child of the stars."

Like a retelling, and like a voice like an announcement, little by little opens the unspeakable secret.

"I am the shadow, dancing in the light of the spark, in search of the departed child of the stars."

"With the bloodline of the golden-haired jade-faced nine-tailed fox as evidence, I will...... Keeping an ancient promise. ”

"Contract, done."

"God presence!"

"Boom!" A huge shock wave appeared on the battlefield, and around the surrounded and impermeable Qingqiu September, countless ghosts were blasted into the sky.

"It's finally here."

"Qingqiu September" showed a smile that seemed to be long-awaited, looking at his crystal clear snow-white hands.

The four green glazes left the Nine-Tailed Tianhua Immortal Clothes one by one, and then they were surrounded by different lights.

It is the crystallization of the power of countless elements such as wind, thunder, light, ice, and fire, and it is the reflection of the thoughts on the other side of the starry sky reflected in the world of seas and mountains.

Having crossed countless distances and overcoming countless obstacles, the wish was finally granted.

However, soon Qingqiu Jiujiu frowned and looked at somewhere in the sky dissatisfied.

"Only ten minutes?"

"It's too short, it's too short!"

"How do you find Daddy?"