After Jiang Mo's words fell, all the monks in this heaven and earth, almost at this moment, felt a chill, which suddenly swept over their bodies!

Bang la blah.

Subsequently, the army of 150,000 ghouls appeared directly in a very strange way, staying in mid-air.

Among the 150,000 ghoul army, there were nine corpse generals, sitting upright on war horses, holding ice crystal spears in their hands, their eyes without a trace of emotional fluctuations, extremely empty.

Behind them, an army of 150,000 ghouls stood in a neat and solemn manner, like well-trained ironclad sergeants.

What is strange is that they don't even have a trace of breath, as if they are dead.

However, how could a dead thing levitate the void without anyone manipulating it?

Besides, it's still a huge number of 150,000?

Looking at the army of ghouls that appeared, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth.

During this time, the army of ghouls expanded again, from 100,000 to 150,000.

In normal times, as long as Zhentian Pavilion does not encounter a crisis of annihilation, this 150,000 ghoul army will hone the dragon slaying array of the Ninth Army in the snowy mountains.

Now, with the seven-star ghost palace in full swing, this huge army of ghouls has also been mobilized by Jiang Mo.

"Hey, where did this guy get so many ghouls?"

Seeing the army of black and overwhelming, like a tide, Rao was a ghost ancestor, and he gasped.

If Jiang Mo had thrown this army into it at the beginning, the monks of the Seven Star Ghost King Palace would only have been crushed.

Click, click, click......

I saw that with the wave of Jiang Mo's palm, the nine corpse generals got the order, and they scattered away one after another, and commanded the 150,000 ghoul army behind them, making a neat and loud sound of armor colliding.

This neat and uniform scene made everyone present stunned.

Originally, the army of ghouls was just a dead thing that only knew slaughter, but now after cultivating the Nine Army Dragon Slaying Array, it is already a slaughtering machine with strict military discipline!

It's going to be even more terrifying!

"Devil Ancestor, do you feel hopeless?" Jiang Mo looked at Devil Ancestor coldly and said.

"With this bit of garbage, you also want to shake the Ancestor and me, an idiot is dreaming!" The Devil Ancestor snorted coldly, and immediately grasped the palm of his hand, and suddenly the monstrous black vitality gathered in his hand and turned into a spear.

Swish!

The spear was formed, carrying an incomparably terrifying might, and was thrown towards Jiang Mo.

Whew!

The spear broke through the air, the wind whistled non-stop, and the huge pressure on the face made Jiang Mo's eyes squint slightly.

"Imperial Seal!"

Jiang Mo let out a low snort, and then his palms slapped out one after another, and all the vitality of his body was mobilized, turning into golden handprints, and slapping out frantically.

Rumble!

The spear transformed by the black vitality pierced through the air in an instant, and met the golden imperial seal.

At the moment of the collision, the surrounding monks all felt a violent vibration, rippling in the void, like ripples of energy.

Click.

In the end, the Emperor's Seal cracked open one after another, and exploded with a bang.

The full force of an eight-star Martial Saint Great Perfection powerhouse is not something that Jiang Mo can withstand now.

Seeing that Jiang Mo's attack was broken with a single shot, a rich smile appeared on the face of the Devil Ancestor, and everyone on the side of Zhentian Pavilion had a solemn expression.

"What are you doing so early?" At this moment, a cold snort came.

I saw Qin Haotian stepping on the thunder, waving the Thunder God Scepter in his hand, and the power of the thunder in the sky gathered and turned into a thunder sword.

The arc of electricity shone on it, releasing bursts of heart-pounding waves.

Don't forget, Qin Haotian is an eighth-order great demon master, and with the majestic magic elements in this heaven and earth, even against the Eight-Star Martial Saint Great Perfection Demonic Ancestor, he has the power to fight.

Roar, roar, roar!

At the moment when Qin Haotian slashed out the Thunder Sword, the army of 150,000 ghouls also moved, and the armor collided, making a neat and orderly clicking sound.

The army of ghouls, which had been divided into nine branches, turned into an overwhelming web of attacks, and poured towards the Demon Ancestor like a tidal wave, trying to drown it.

Looking at such a powerful attack, the Devil Ancestor's brows couldn't help but furrow even deeper.

From these attacks, even he felt a hint of crisis!

Liu Gongquan's eyes were stunned, and he couldn't believe it at all.

He had always thought that the power of Zhentian Pavilion was actually not much different from that of their Heavenly Extreme Sect.

But now it seems that even one Night Demon Knights is enough to destroy the entire Heavenly Extreme Sect.

Now, he could only secretly pray in his heart that it was best for Zhentian Pavilion and the Seven Star Ghost King Palace to lose both, otherwise, the Heavenly Extreme Sect would be in danger.

"Reincarnation Illusion!"

When the Thunder Sword slashed out and the Nine Armies Dragon Slaying Array completely broke out, Jiang Mo's body was standing far above the void, and his third eye pupil opened, the eye of reincarnation!

At this moment, all the monks in this heaven and earth seemed to have entered the illusionary realm.

With Jiang Mo's ninth-order divine thought power, he exerted the eye of reincarnation, and the power was extremely terrifying.

It's just that all the attack forces are heading towards the Demon Ancestor.

He was hit harder than anyone present.

"Humph!"

The Demon Ancestor snorted coldly, his dry palm like a tree root, constantly bombarded out, and one after another magic seals slapped out, attacking the surrounding ghouls.

Swish!

The sword of thunder descended in an instant, and countless black vitality suddenly poured out from the body of the Demonic Ancestor, and finally, it turned into a huge hideous ghost.

The ghost roared in the sky, and the fluctuations swept away, causing many people to be in turmoil.

"Damn, Ancestor, how could my Devil Killer Shadow be suppressed so much?!"

The Devil Ancestor roared in his heart, and he sensed that it must be the reincarnation illusion displayed by Jiang Mo just now, which affected him.

For the battle between masters, even the slightest mistake will affect the direction of the entire battle.

Boom, click!

Finally, the sword of thunder shattered everything and collided with the shadow of the devil.

At the moment of collision, the ghost figure opened its huge mouth, as if it was about to bite the sword of thunder.

However, an incomparably violent thunder power erupted from it, causing the black aura to be continuously dispersed.

Although it was impossible to defeat this Demon Demon Ancestor with one blow, it was obvious that under the suppression of Jiang Mo's Reincarnation Illusion, the Nine Army Dragon Slaying Array of the 150,000 Ghoul Army, as well as Qin Haotian's Thunder Sword, had completely suppressed the Demon Demon Ancestor.

As for the army of monks of the Seven-Star Ghost King Palace, they had been completely dispersed by the Night Demon Knights before.

Now, the monks of Zhentian Pavilion are chasing and encircling them.

It was only a matter of time before he was defeated, or even killed......

(End of chapter)