Rumble!

The space in front of He Yunye exploded in response! A huge three-pronged strand with a thick bowl mouth lingered with a viscous ghost qi, stabbing with a bang.

"It's good to come!"

Licking his lips, He Yun also screamed, and the insolence in his eyes spread out like wildfire. Looking at the Senran Hall in the distance, the greed on his face was not concealed at all.

After knowing the method of not being able to pass through the clouds and qi in the underworld, He Yun only felt relaxed in an instant. Without the suppression of cloud qi, the Yin soldiers would be as many as millions or tens of millions, so what could they be? The number has never been meaningful in front of high-level cultivators.

At this time, the hall in front of him, which was not guarded by Yama, had already become a fragrant bait in his eyes. How many cultivation resources must have been accumulated in the long years of its existence? If this Yama Hall was ransacked, wouldn't it be a matter of getting rich directly from the ground?

In this way, he doesn't have to wait for the city to run, he can pay off his debts, not to mention, he can also have a lot of extra gains. Thinking of this, He Yun was also full of energy, and his previous depression was swept away.

Rumble!

The majestic essence was boiling in the sky, and He Yun also raised his hand, and his right hand, which was full of essence, grasped the three-pronged strand that came from the bombardment.

Bang!

The drowsy ghost qi and restless spirit were rushing wildly, as if the mountains were falling, and He Yun only felt that a terrifying huge force struck, and the body was irrepressible, retreating behind him, and for a while, it was difficult to stabilize his body.

"Look for death!"

Boom!

He Yun's also soft face suddenly distorted. The blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he slammed his right foot behind him, forcibly stopping the decline in the violent turmoil.

"Eight-armed God Butcher!

A roar of rage, soaring into the sky. Between the shocks of the surrounding dead wood, mountains and rocks, an eight-armed giant ape with a body length of three feet, four eyes like hooks, and flying sideburns, with a violent and tragic aura, emerged.

Eight-armed God Slaughter, Pseudo-God Technique!

It is reported that in the ancient years, human cultivators groped for the path of immortality, and when they staggered, there was a demon clan in the ancient land between the mountains. Demon cultivators are gifted, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, in the long cultivation career, as long as they live long enough, they will master all kinds of natural powers!

The talent of the demon clan is supernatural, and it is born from its own creation according to the guidance of heaven and earth. It can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of demon cultivators. Coupled with the demon cultivator, the innate powerful body, under the same realm, some great demons of the heavens are far from being able to fight against human cultivators with a single means of attack at that time.

It often takes several strong people of the human race to protect themselves.

And in order to change this status quo, there were all kinds of pseudo-supernatural exercises later.

Pseudo-supernatural powers, stealing demonic supernatural powers for personal use. Through research, the method of blood and qi operation when the demon clan stimulates the supernatural powers, combined with the physical condition of the human cultivators, came into being.

Therefore, the pseudo-supernatural power exercise is equivalent to the original form of martial arts.

Today, the martial arts of the mainland are prosperous, and all kinds of powerful martial arts are vibrant. The pseudo-supernatural power exercises have been gradually abandoned and forgotten by human cultivators. But the power of this kind of exercise is undeniable.

The stout and sturdy eight big arms, dancing wildly, hugged the ghostly eight-pronged strands.

"Roar!"

The sideburns are flying, and the spirit is soaring. The giant ape roared in the sky, and above its eight arms, the muscles, bones, flesh and blood, intertwined and tangled. Boom! Eight arms soared into the air, and the three prongs struggled, and at the same time they were lifted high, they were smashed down.

Boom, boom, boom!

The earth of the underworld shook violently, and the dim hall in the distance was turbulent for a moment. The earth cracked, and the ghostly trifurcation was deeply immersed in the earth. At the same time, at the end of the three-pronged strand, a tall ghost creature whose body size was no different from that of a giant ape opened its mouth and spewed out a mouthful of dirty blood and smashed to the ground.

"Who are you?"

The ghost, covered in pitch-black scale armor and struggling to stand up, hissed. The ghostly aura was swirling, and the shattered scale armor around his body quickly recovered as before.

"Die!"

The tyrannical giant ape, the sonic boom in the sky. The frost-white essence roared, his feet stepped hard, and his eight arms lifted the three-pronged strand upside down, and he jumped into the air. Boom, solid earth, shaking endlessly.

Poof!

The furious frost-white figure descended into the air, and between the three prongs, the wind and lightning bombarded down, piercing the body of the ghost and nailing it to the earth. Fishy green blood shot out, and Mass was scattered between heaven and earth, sizzling. The tall ghost trembled all over, as if it didn't have long to live.

"Whew~"

Exhaled slowly, dispersing the giant ape's body, He Yun didn't pay attention to the ghost thing that was still bleeding under his feet. The spirit was in the air, and he galloped towards the Hades Palace. He must hurry up and ransack the Hades Palace before King Taishan returns.

Woo~Woo~

Stomp! Stampe!

The gloomy and peculiar sound of the horn sounded, and the sound of neat footsteps came out from all directions. The ground under his feet trembled faintly.

"What is this?"

He Yun also stopped and looked around. I saw that it was dense, and at a glance, I don't know how many Yin soldiers there were. Phi Jian was stubborn, and under the leadership of eight tall ghost generals, he quickly surrounded him.

"Bold thief!

Among the eight ghost generals, a noble general with a red face and horns on his head stepped out, and shouted in a loud voice. The piercing sound wave passed by, leaving distorted ripples in the sky.

"Humph!"

Within the frost-white essence, He Yun also sneered, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a disdainful smile. Without cloud qi suppression, even if there are more Yin soldiers, what can they do with him?

Rumble!

His right foot slammed on the ground, and He Yun also pulled up his figure and walked towards the sky. Now, it is the most important thing to sneak into the main hall. As for these Yin soldiers, when he finishes his business, it will not be too late to clean up.

"Where to go!"

A roar fell from the sky. He Yun also looked up, only to see that the huge three-pronged strand with a thick bowl mouth was entwined with the ghost qi of the forest, crushing the void and smashing down.

"How so?"

He Yun also changed color suddenly. The ghost thing he had killed earlier actually stood tall in the air, blocking his retreat.

Bang!

With his arms in front of him, He Yun was also like a falling star, smashed down from the sky by the three pronged strands, and fell into the earth.

"Isn't it a surprise?"

The ghost creature in the sky, waving the three-pronged strands, roared triumphantly.

"Ben Shuai is one of the ten ghost commanders of the underworld, the god of day travel! Like the king of Yama, he is the manager of the underworld. Unless you can bring this huge underworld back to chaos! Otherwise, Ben Shuai will never die! Do you understand?

Rumble!

The earth shattered, the blazing frost-white essence flowed vigorously, and He Yun also jumped out with a solemn face. Looking up at the tall ghost thing standing proudly in the sky, he had already recovered from his injuries, and his heart turned a thousand times in a while.

If he really can't be killed, won't he be dragged here all the time?

Squinted his eyes slightly, and He Yunye's feminine face slowly revealed a strong yin color.

"You can't die, what about these Yin soldiers?"

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and a strong finger force pierced the void and shot out. Bang! Bang! Bang! Frost White Finger Force Everywhere, a column of Yin soldiers in front of He Yunye exploded into Yin Qi and disappeared into invisibility.

"It seems! There are only a few ghosts who are protected by the underworld. God leads!"

"Bastard!"

Airplanes!

In the sound of Qingyue's sword, a brilliant arc light crossed the sky. An exaggerated Xueliang long knife appeared in He Yunye's hand.

"Since you don't retreat, the temple will kill you all today!"

"Presumptuous!"

"You're so arrogant!"

The eight mighty ghost generals who led the Yin soldiers reprimanded loudly. There are millions of Yin soldiers here, standing there for you to kill, how many have you killed.

"What! Retreat!"

High in the sky, hearing He Yunye's words, Riyoushen changed color and hurriedly roared.

Recite!

The air waves pierced through the air, and the frost-white essence around He Yunye's body, all rivers went to the sea, and frantically poured into the long knife in his hand, holding it high above his head. The snow-bright sword gang, like the pillar of optimus, quickly extended towards the sky.

Around Dao Gang, the rich yin qi of the netherworld rolled violently, swinging towards all directions.

"Stop! Ghost soldiers are also living beings, slaughtering millions, have you thought about the consequences?"

Above the sky, the ghost thing called the Sun Wandering God looked at the compelling sword gang, and his expression was extremely anxious.

The underworld is no better than the world of the living, and the cultivation of every Yin soldier takes a long time. If He Yun is really allowed to slaughter these millions of Yin soldiers, the Taishan Hall will exist in name only. If you want to replenish your troops, I don't know what year and month it will take.

"Slash!"

He Yun's eyes were full of madness, and the long knife in his hand slashed down without hesitation. The opportunity is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he waited for the king of Mount Tai to come back, he would not even think to move a single brick in the main hall.

It's just millions of Yin soldiers, and they are not flesh-and-blood cultivators, so if they are killed, they will be killed.

"Stop!"

The sun wandered with a wide range of eyes, and the three prongs danced, stirring the heavens, and opened towards the sword gang.

"Get out of here!"

He Yun's eyes were cold and ruthless. The downward swing of the knife swept suddenly.

Bang!

Under the ferocious sword, the blood of the Sun Wandering God spurted wildly and was blown away. The knife swept through with no indomitable direction. In the dense explosion sound, countless Yin soldiers, like cutting wheat, turned into yin qi and dissipated into nothingness.

The dense Yin soldiers were cleared out in an instant. Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers died under the knife. This is still the Sun Wandering God, resisting most of the damage, otherwise, the casualties of the Yin soldiers are far more than that.

Once the army is not protected by cloud qi, in the eyes of high-level cultivators, it is no different from mortals. Life is thinner than paper, nothing more than that.

"It's not good! It's a high-level cultivator! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

"Return to the main hall! Return to the main hall first! Wait for Yama to come back, and then clean him up!"

"Yes, yes, yes, withdraw, withdraw!"

"Yes, Lord Riyoushen is no match for him, we are here, just waiting for death. ”

The eight ghosts fled in panic and shouted loudly. As for the other Yin soldiers, they didn't understand the method of communication in the Yang Realm, and they were chattering and roaring, crowding each other, greatly slowing down the speed of retreat.