As if to be more realistic, Zhao Shenbi followed the method in his memory, and after slightly urging the ghost qi in Netherworld, a huge ghost appeared in the hall out of thin air.

It's that so many natal ghosts.

In the hands of the giant ghost general, two chains as thick as pillars were stained with blood, entwining thousands of unjust souls.

At this moment, he danced lightly, and suddenly exuded a strong bloody and ferocious aura, as if he was about to draw towards the ghost cultivator named Seven Killing Ghosts without saying a word.

Being so blatantly provoked, the Seven Killing Ghosts were obviously also really angry, and the figure that was already twisted like a water snake stretched out again, transforming into seven blue-eyed and scaly snakes, and the cultivation of the early stage of the fifth order was undoubtedly revealed.

"That's enough! The old man brought a few of you here just to make you strife here!"

A cold burst of drinking exploded in the hall, and it was the Rakshasa who finally couldn't help but speak.

After hearing the angry shouts of the rakshasas, a strong look of jealousy obviously appeared in the eyes of the seven killing ghosts, and they glanced at Zhao Shenbi hatefully, but they still put away the seven dark snakes.

And after Zhao Shenbi snorted coldly, he also waved his hand to remove the fifth-order ghost general comparable to the Yuan Infant Realm.

At the same time, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He didn't want to really fight with this ghost cultivator named Seven Killing Ghosts, after all, he wasn't so much himself, and he didn't have the means to control ghosts as a fifth-order ghost cultivator at all.

In order to forcibly manipulate this ghost general, it only took a few dozen breaths, and Zhao Shenbi's soul power was consumed as much as thirty percent, which was not amazing.

Seeing that the two of them were dying, Rakshasa sighed, and then came out of the shadows.

It was an extremely tall old man, with neat silver hair, dressed in a black-gray coarse linen robe, holding a ring ruler as black as ink, and his body was neatly groomed and not stained with dust.

If it weren't for the long-lasting rich dead air on his body, and his skin so pale that there was no trace of blood, he would have looked like a secular teacher.

Zhao Shenbi's pupils shrank imperceptibly.

He was shocked to discover that this Rakshasa who was the most powerful ghost cultivator in Netherworld Town was actually a Terran monk when he was alive!

"It's strange, Rakshasa has been famous in this chaotic ghost snake for a long time, and he has long been a ghost path cultivator in the late fifth order, otherwise it would be impossible to open up a new ghost town here under the noses of those existences in the fivefold ghost dragon......"

Zhao Shenbi was suspicious in his heart, "However, if he is a human race, if he is not swept here by the space storm like those monks on Pingdu Mountain, then how did he fall into the Shura Realm......

The secret behind this is not even mentioned in the slightest memory of that man, and it is obvious that he knows very little about this rakshasa, and it can even be said that he knows nothing.

At this moment, Zhao Shenbi is calm on the surface, but his heart has already set off turbulent waves.

Rakshasa didn't notice his abnormality, and after looking around slightly, he said coldly, "The momentum of this heavy treasure unearthed completely exceeds any previous time, it must be a unique existence, and it is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us." ”

"So, no matter what you have in mind, I must work together until the end of this treasure hunt!"

Rakshasa's momentum rose, and the murderous intent in his eyes was like water, "If you start infighting like just now, don't blame the old man's men for being ruthless!"

Zhao Shenbi's eyes flickered, he glanced at Rakshasa deeply, and then nodded, acquiescing in the matter.

He was still like this, not to mention the Seven Killing Ghosts with the lowest cultivation, so naturally he didn't have the slightest objection.

As for the "Li Tao" who stood behind the Rakshasa and was also in the middle of the fifth order, but could only rank third in Netherworld, he never said a word from beginning to end.

He is like the shadow of the Rakshasa and is always in absolute sync with the Rakshasa .

"In that case, let's go, and immediately go to the fifth ghost snake, the Yin Mountain Ghost Stream where the heavy treasure is about to appear!" Before Rakshasa could finish speaking, his body had turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared into the main hall.

Seeing this, the other three also used their own means to quickly pass through the low altitude of the fourth ghost snake.

At this moment, the entire fourth-level ghost snake shook in unison.

All the ghosts suddenly had a sense of impending catastrophe - this was the first time in many years that the four high-level ghost cultivators sitting in Netherworld Town had been dispatched in unison, and they were still acting in such a high-profile manner.

After sensing the breath on the four of them, those powerful ghosts who were moving in the ghost snake suddenly trembled with fright, walking on thin ice, and did not dare to make any movements, as if they were afraid of attracting their attention and being arrested and refined into ghost slaves and ghost generals.

Everywhere they went, all the ghosts surrendered.

However, Rakshasa and the others were obviously not in the mood to pay attention to these ghosts, but each urged the escape technique to the extreme, speeding along the way, without any delay or stop.

In the blink of an eye, the diaphragm of the fifth ghost snake appeared in front of him, and the already dignified ghost qi between heaven and earth skyrocketed again, becoming even darker and deeper.

Even near the edge of the fifth-level ghost snake, some of the ghost qi had begun to liquefy, condensing into dark gray water, and the stream flowed and poured on the ground.

It is conceivable that ordinary monks and body cultivators, if they do not have a profound cultivation foundation, they will definitely not be able to support this fifth level of ghost for too long.

Even for low-level ghosts, such a dignified ghost qi would not be able to withstand it at all, and they would be oppressed to the point that they would be destroyed.

However, Rakshasa and the others turned a blind eye to it completely, and after only a slight pause, they directly entered the fifth ghost ghost.

Zhao Shenbi felt bitter in his heart, but the matter had come to this point, and he could no longer tolerate hesitation, so he could only cover his body with ashes and thunder, and then he also stepped into it.

However, at the moment when Zhao Shenbi was about to pass through the diaphragm, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face became very strange.

Under the inexplicable gaze of the three Rakshasas, Zhao Shenbi forcibly withdrew from the diaphragm.

He twisted his head to the edge of the diaphragm, an empty flat tunnel.

"Do you want to come out on your own, or do I pull you out myself?"