As the Ghost King continued to stretch his body, the entire area in the northern part of the Chaos Ghost Snake had completely collapsed into nothingness.

Zhao Shenbi had no choice but to sacrifice the city of light, and the thunder and fire poured out regardless of the cost, barely able to resist these void turbulences.

The Ghost King's aura was still rising, swallowing clouds and spitting mist like devouring the shattered elements and the laws of dissipation, and soon reached the strength equivalent to the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm, and he was only one step away from stepping into the Immortal Realm.

This is the limit of what can be reached by the lower interface.

At this moment, the dense eyes on his body rolled like fish scales, giving people a feeling that they did not dare to fight and could not be defeated.

In the city of absolute light, Zhijiang Zhenjun is still depressed.

All his plans and layouts, all his efforts and battles were shattered the moment this ghost king appeared.

Not only him, but also the Lunar Moon Master, as well as the five Shura Clan Ancestors who were also trapped in the depths of the Ghost Dragon, were also extremely miserable.

He laughed miserably and said to himself weakly, "It doesn't matter anymore...... I'm too arrogant, I should have understood a long time ago that the primeval evil clan that once destroyed all realms, even the slightest sign of recovery, is not something a few of us can stop!"

A strong arm gripped him.

Zhao Shenbi stared into Zhijiang Zhenjun's eyes, and his voice returned to his former firmness and determination, "It's not time to give up yet." ”

There was a kind of fresh fire in his hand, and when he looked at the same firewood, he set the other on fire in an instant.

After Jiang Zhenjun was stunned, he also held Zhao Shenbi's arm.

Two lines of tears crossed his cheeks, and the expression on his face could not tell whether he was crying or laughing.

A moment later, the light of the unsullied glass body skyrocketed, almost rushing waves and torrents.

He has overdrawn his roots, dried up and fished.

Chen Zhijiang regained his warm and calm color, and said with a smile, "Yes, it's not time to give up yet." Now that the primeval evil clan has descended, I am afraid that not only the Shura Realm, but also other interfaces are also fighting, even if our strength is so small, we must use all our strength to emit light and heat. ”

After he and Zhao Shenbi glanced at each other, they both saw the determination and firmness in each other's eyes.

"This ghost king, no matter what the price is, let him stay here!"

Before the words fell, the city of light shook violently, and the huge castle seemed to have been hit by some powerful force, directly smashing into the depths of the earth.

Zhao Shenbi's blood spurted wildly.

In the sky, the Ghost King slowly withdrew his arm, and ten thousand eyes turned one after another, full of surprise and puzzlement, "What is this, I can't break it with one punch?"

After a short silence, the surface of the earth was dusty, and the city of light rose again, Zhao Shenbi and Chen Zhijiang stood on the top of the castle.

Zhijiang Zhenjun's face was resolute, and after wiping away the colorful blood that overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he said in a deep voice, "With my fate, seal ten thousand ghosts as the right, turn into Taoist immortal soldiers, punish evil demons here, and save the common people from danger!"

"Chen Zhijiang's edict!"

A finger drops.

With Chen Zhijiang standing high in the sky as the center, an invisible and vast wave spreads out, as light as a tiny ripple on the surface of a lake in summer, gently covering the entire chaotic ghost.

However, the next moment, the waves were stormy and the world was turned upside down!

"Bingzhenjun's order!"

In the midst of the chaotic ghosts, all the unconscious spirits and fierce ghosts began to reveal their bodies from the ghostly energy, and after bowing to the light and shadow with complicated expressions, they began their own purification and ascension.

Thousands of ghosts, in the process, disappeared and scattered, but still chose moths to fight the fire.

The consciousness that remained in their spirits made them realize that this world was in danger and catastrophe, and that they had been a part of the world and must not allow it to be destroyed.

Since Chen Zhijiang blocked his cultivation life and let so many karmic obstacles be entangled, they also dared to obey the edict and turn ghosts into immortals!

Zhao Shenbi looked at Chen Zhijiang and said in a complicated manner, "With so many karmic obstacles, even if you don't die this time, I'm afraid that from now on, you will stop in the realm, live and live, bravely fall into reincarnation, and atone for your sins." ”

Chen Zhijiang laughed loudly, "Buddhism has a cloud - I am not as good as hell, who will go to hell?

Chen Zhijiang's shoulders shook together, and the light on the innocent glass body flew out in all directions, leaving no trace behind, and all of them fell into the body of every ghost creature that was transformed into an immortal soldier in the vast ghost snake.

Taoist mysticism, sprinkling beans into soldiers!

In an instant, thousands of immortal soldiers and generals, all armed with swords, guns, swords, halberds, wearing golden armor, and stepping on bright auspicious clouds, like moths to a fire, launched an unprecedented impact on the ghost king.

The determination of death in the eyes of these immortal soldiers made the ghost king feel a trace of palpitations and trembling.

His eyes twitched, and he roared sharply, "You have immortal soldiers, is it possible that I'm the only one fighting from the ancient evil clan?"

Horizon.

Darkness rolls in like ink.

30,000, 50,000, or 100,000? Chen Zhijiang was already uncountable, and the endless thousand-eyed ghost clan roared in, facing each other head-on with his righteous immortal soldiers.

In the sky above the ghost, the ghost qi that has not changed all year round has finally completely dissipated today, completely exposing the entire ghost snake to the light of Xuehao. The earth seemed to be soaked in blood, accompanied by the generous figures who died one by one, making it all look like the afterglow of the end of the world.

However, Chen Zhijiang's own strength, since he had the help of thousands of souls in the ghosts, how could he be the opponent of the primeval evil clan?

Even if this is only a small part of the evil branch that remained in the Nether after the ancient war.

In less than a stick of incense, the immortal soldiers had been killed or wounded seven or eight times out of ten, and there was no way to continue.

However, the so-called hope is that as long as someone raises a bonfire, there will be thousands of fires in an instant, one after another, illuminating the darkness like eternal night.

All the monks of the two clans in Xiaoyu Capital have finally arrived at the battlefield!

At the front of the army with mixed breath, Gongshan's body was as majestic as a mountain, and he bowed to Zhao Shenbi and the others, "Thanks to the Rakshasa Daoist friends who came to tell us, we only know all this!

On Gongshan's shoulder, there was a white-eyed ghost standing in the wind, it was the Rakshasa who fled in a hurry just now!

"Good!good!good!" Chen Zhijiang nodded without any brilliance, with a smile on his face and tears in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the entire chaotic ghost completely transformed into a huge battlefield, mercilessly shattering hundreds of thousands of lives.

Between life and death, Zhao Shenbi crossed his knees above the castle and did not move.

There were thousands of scenes circulating in his eyes, and the light wheel of the Great Dao of All Living Beings behind him appeared, and he looked extremely calm on the surface, but in fact he was going through a great test of life and death.