The city god realm of incense and fire, dilapidated old palace buildings and a dry earth like yellow sand.

The sky is dim and dull, surrounded by boundless darkness, at this moment the ghost gate closes the Yin and Yang Road, and gusts of Yin wind blow from the Yin and Yang Road, in the ruins of this City God Realm, a team of relatives hurried to the terrifying road and entrance that the Yin Wind kept blowing out.

The relatives were full of evil ghosts, and the little ghosts in front of them were blowing suona hurriedly, and their footsteps were like flying, as if something was chasing them behind them.

Eight tall evil ghosts carried the red sedan chair and hurried, wanting to go to the underworld from there, the sedan chair was also inserted in front of the thumb-thick incense, the aroma burned and drifted into the distance, it was this incense that opened the ghost door.

At this time, there was another fluctuation at the entrance of the Incense God Realm in the distance, and he immediately saw Nie Xiaoqian rushing in with the most elite thirty or forty people among the hundred ghosts, and all the others were folded outside.

As soon as Nie Xiaoqian flew in, she immediately turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared, and when she reappeared, she stood on top of the red sedan chair carried by eight people, and the other hundred ghosts also surrounded her, each performing their duties and guarding Nie Xiaoqian's front and back.

"Hundred ghosts walk at night!

With her fingers flying, Nie Xiaoqian pinched a spell and pressed it on the top of the sedan chair, and a black circle of light vibrated out.

"Let's go!"

The black demonic qi spread and flowed, and all the ghosts were connected into one, and suddenly I saw that the speed of walking was several times faster.

The suona ghost is in front, the sedan chair is in the middle, on both sides are the Shura evil ghosts and hanging ghosts who only have half of their bodies left, and the remaining hundred ghosts in the back accompany them, passing through the central avenue of the ancient god realm Lingcheng, and then stepping on the land of yellow sand against the yin wind.

At this moment, Yan Chixia and Qi Jinpeng also jumped down together, and rushed to the top of the City God Hall of the Divine Realm in a few clicks, and looked around in the air after the ghost gate was opened.

From a distance, I saw Nie Xiaoqian using the technique of night walking with a hundred ghosts, and took all the ghosts to quickly escape towards the entrance of the Netherworld Mansion, and it was not far away at this moment.

"How can it be so easy to escape!"

Yan Chixia had already prepared.

With a wave of his hand, he saw that at the edge of the entire City God Spirit Realm, sword monuments rose from the ground one after another, surrounding the entire City God Spirit Realm.

It's just that this stele looks a little weird, and it looks like a stone stele made of paper.

That's right, this is the stone tablet that Qi Jinpeng and the scholar pierced, the talisman depicted by Yan Chixia was originally only the size of a palm, and then it was sent into the divine realm by opening the altar and burning sacrifices, which is also what they have been busy with in the past few days, which is equivalent to a one-time formation made and time-sensitive, but it is enough to use it here.

"Yin and Yang Two Qi Sword Array!"

Qi Jinpeng holds the yang flag, the scholar holds the yin flag, and Yan Chixia sits in the center.

On each stone stele, you can see the sword qi rising to the sky, extracting the spiritual energy from the heaven and earth and converging towards Yan Chixia, Yan Chixia, who is standing on the top of the City God's Hall, is like the master of all the sword qi of heaven and earth, and all the long swords transformed by all kinds of sword qi around him are surrendering to him.

The dense sword qi continued to derive, and with a wave of Yan Chixia, who was standing on a high place, it swept towards the ghost send-off team like rain.

On the eight-lift sedan chair, you can see the dark golden runes constantly moving, so as to know that the grandmother inside is not at peace, and she tries everything to rush out of it.

Nie Xiaoqian sat on the big red sedan chair, looked up at the sword array carrying the mighty heavenly power with a pale face, and tried her best to mobilize the strength of her whole body to face the battle, the ghost qi surged, and the black smoke continued to pour towards the yin fan in her hand.

In an instant, the iron skeleton and the treasure fan with the mountains and rivers of the netherworld painted on the fan surface suddenly rose to nearly twenty meters, and smashed towards the sword array head-on like a mountain.

"Boom!"

The sword qi fell from the sky, and it continued to shoot on the yin fan, emitting a deafening sound of dense gold and iron, and the sand and dust of the earth were lifted, and a radius of a hundred meters was not in the ashes.

The sword qi was exhausted, and in the end, Nie Xiaoqian's strength was not enough, and the entire Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Team directly burst out, and the Hundred Ghosts scattered and fell to the ground, and everyone was severely injured.

Although Nie Xiaoqian blocked Yan Chixia's move, she could see that the ghost snake formed by the condensation of the hundred ghosts at night was broken.

Half of the hundred ghost elites are gone, and Nie Xiaoqian can no longer put up the Deshui Yin Wind Array, where is Yan Chixia's opponent who kills talents, and she can't bear the sword formation.

The situation is easy to change, unlike Lanruo Temple, it is Yan Chixia who occupies the right time and place at this moment, but Nie Xiaoqian does not have the means of Yan Chixia to fight her way out of the encirclement in the past.

Nie Xiaoqian and the hundred ghosts were completely in a desperate situation, the Ghost Gate Pass and the Yin and Yang Road were close at hand, but they couldn't rush through.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was also a faint sound of suona and blowing drums from the end of the Yin and Yang Road, and more magnificent footsteps and the laughter and weird cries of the evil ghost attendants came out from afar, but this seeping sound made Nie Xiaoqian and the others show joy on their faces.

"It's the team that welcomes the relatives in the city of vain, and they are waiting for us in the netherworld!" "The Shura demon Zhu Zhong was still in despair just now, and immediately laughed when he heard this voice.

Everyone thought about the yin and yang road that the yin wind was constantly blowing out, and they could even faintly see the terrifying ghost and god shadow coming up from the lower netherworld in the extreme distance, which was coming to greet them.

"Hahahaha!"

"Now it's saved!"

"We don't have to die!"

The hundred ghosts quickly stood up and fled towards the Yin and Yang Road, wanting to meet the party welcoming relatives in the city of vain.

Yan Chixia above the sky looked at the ghosts with a cold face, her gesture changed, and she pinched a spell again, and thousands of sword qi gathered into a giant sword, falling from the sky.

Suddenly, the yin and yang road opened by the incense collapsed, and the endless yin wind cut off the source.

This sword cut the Yin and Yang Road, broke the door of life and death, and completely cut off Nie Xiaoqian's way.

Nie Xiaoqian stood in front of the severed Yin and Yang Road, her hair full of green silk scattered, and she turned her head and looked at the sword immortal dressed as a scholar in the distance: "Yan Chixia, do you have to kill them all?"

Yan Chixia sat cross-legged in the sky, countless sword lights followed him, and his face did not have any tenderness, only outright coldness.

"Yes!"

The sword light fell like rain and headed towards Nie Xiaoqian and the others.

At this time, from the severed Yin Yang Road, suddenly a giant palm poked out from the lower layer and struck towards the heavenly dome, directly dispersing Yan Chixia's sword qi.

There are extremely fierce and powerful ghosts and gods who have opened the ghost gate from the opposite side of the underworld and closed the Yin and Yang Road, leading towards the upper realm.

The terrifying black clouds filled the entire sky, it was the power of the ghosts and gods that belonged to the old demon of the Black Mountain and belonged to the lord of the underworld, the giant palm was like the pillar of optimus, dry and stiff like a black stone, and the black evil qi was cracked inch by inch, but the moment he poked out of the netherworld, he saw that the power of the law seemed to be nameless began to erode the giant palm, making the giant palm quickly retract.

Voices from all directions poured into this small world of the Incense Fire God Realm, constantly reverberating and amplifying.

"Hahaha! I said why it's not here yet!"

"Who are you who dare to oppose my King of Montenegro?"