Daozang believes that there are five ghost emperors in hell to manage ghosts, and these five ghost emperors are: Cai Yulei is the Eastern Ghost Emperor and governs Taoqiu Mountain. Zhang Heng is the ghost emperor of the north, and he governs Luo Yu Mountain. Du Ziren is the ghost emperor of the south, governing Luofu Mountain, and leading Qiang barbarian ghosts

。 Zhou Qi and Ji Kang are the central ghost emperors, and they govern the calf mountain. Zhao Wenhe is the ghost emperor of the West and governs the Tomb Mountain.

The Ghost Emperor attained the Tao for the Yin Body and relied on the ghost qi to perform magic powers.

This time, the people who were ordered to come to trap Feng Eighteen were the Northern Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng and the Southern Ghost Emperor Du Ziren.

Zhang Heng's is located in the northern Xinjiang of the Yin Division, the five elements of the Northern Xinjiang belong to water, and the Yin Division is Xuanshui, and Zhang Heng's magic power is related to the innate decay water.

The Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong he summoned was transformed by the magic sword in his hand, and it was manipulated as if it were a living thing.

Legend has it that there was a long-standing Xuanshui Jiaolong in the northern frontier of Yin Si who devoured the Yin Soul and attained enlightenment, and was later killed by the gods of Yin Si. After Jiaolong's death, the Northern Ghost Emperor at that time took the dragon bone three feet and three inches and refined it into the Netherworld Xuanshui Sword.

Since then, it has been passed down from generation to generation and has become the only magic weapon of the Northern Ghost Emperor.

Zhang Heng's combat power is the Supreme Heavenly Venerable, and the combat power of this Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong evolved by his magic sword is also the Supreme Heavenly Venerable realm, and the combat power is instantly doubled after being summoned.

However, due to the connection between the Netherworld and his soul, once the dragon is killed, Zhang Heng will have the disaster of sword destruction and death.

The mirror image of Luofu Mountain summoned by Du Ziren and the mirror image of Mount Tai summoned by the prince of Tushan belong to the same type of supernatural power, but Luofu Mountain has more killing power.

Because the prince of Tushan can only borrow a little bit of Taishan's power, Du Ziren can rely on the identity of the ghost emperor to recruit the mountain soul of Luofu Mountain.

The mountain soul of Luofu Mountain will make a move, and the Tianzun Dao Body will also be suppressed into ashes.

Like Zhang Heng, Luofu Mountain is also Du Ziren's strongest hole card, and the two of them have all their hole cards, and they really want to kill Feng Eighteen.

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When I arrived, I happened to see that Feng Eighteen was blocked by this mountain and a dragon to block all the retreats, there was no way to escape from the sky, and there were two ghost emperors Zhang Heng and Du Ziren waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow at any time.

Feng Eighteen has been fighting with the two ghost emperors for a long time, his mind is empty, and his body is also injured in many places, and he encourages and supports Fang to avoid killing and robbing again and again, and at this moment, in the face of the full strength of the two ghost emperors, Feng Eighteen is desperate in his heart.

The Luofu Mountain above her head was powerless to stop it, and the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong was cunning and agile and difficult to dodge, and Zhang Heng and Du Ziren were eyeing her from the periphery, cutting off all her retreats.

Eighteen cloaks are scattered, and there is no more than half of the majesty of the gods of the superior people. While fighting to the death with the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong, he tried to condense his divine thoughts and open up the storm realm to fight against Du Ziren's Luofu Mountain mirror.

However, with her current divine thoughts, she was no longer able to open up a new storm realm.

In this battle, she is destined to be doomed.

Thinking of this, Feng Eighteen no longer tried to fight against the mirror image of Luofu Mountain, but went all out, wanting to kill Zhang Heng's Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong before it fell.

While fighting, Feng Eighteen was still worried about the battle situation in the world. She came here to prevent the demise of the Demon Dao disciples of Xiaobai Mountain, but unfortunately, under the entanglement of the two ghost emperors, she couldn't do anything after all.

With the advent of the mirror image of Luofu Mountain above his head, Feng Eighteen's figure lost the agility of the wind under the suppression of the will of the soul of Luofu Mountain.

After the body shape was controlled, the combat power was greatly reduced, and as soon as the wind dragon was summoned, it was quickly killed by the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong, and finally Feng Eighteen must not rely on the law of the deity to make the wind turn into a wind knife and a wind sword and a dragon melee fight.

It's a pity that she is good at fighting, and she is not good at melee combat. The beautiful body appeared with shocking scars, blood splattered, and let the wind of Fusu entangle the green rays, and the vitality of repair was far less than the speed of passing.

Feng Eighteen's heart became colder and colder, knowing that his death was inevitable, and he frequently looked at the battle situation in Xiaobai Mountain below.

Xiaobai Mountain is the foundation of the Demon Dao that has finally gathered, and if they all die, she will not be able to let go of her death......

Just as she was about to take one last look at Xiaobai, she saw me.

Seeing the anger in my eyes, seeing the sword in my hand, and most importantly, seeing hope in me.

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When I arrived, the mirror image of Luofu Mountain was already on top of Feng Eighteen, less than ten zhang. And the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong is also frantically biting and sweeping and entangled, madly ravaging the divine body of Feng Eighteen.

Blood splashes, poignant sorrow.

The dignified Nine Heavens Wind Lord, under the siege of the two ghost emperors, is about to die of incense and jade, turning into a mighty divine wind and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Anger filled his chest, and hatred stirred the sea of swords. Under the summoning of the Hero's Sword, the entire sea of swords roared and rushed towards the mirror image of Luofu Mountain with overwhelming momentum.

At the same time, my deity rushed towards the Netherworld Hydro Jiaolong like lightning, slashing at its scales.

The sword qi flew into the sky, and the sky trembled.

In the sky above Feng 18, the Sword Sea and Luofu Mountain collided, and the void shattered.

In the smoke and dust in the sky, the mirror image of Luofu Mountain collapsed, and it disappeared together with the sword manifold.

The energy impact generated by the shattering of the void also affected Feng Eighteen himself, and the already fragmented Dao robe was even more messy.

The dragon body of the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong was slightly stiffened by the impact of the Sword Sea and the Luofu Mountain, and at this moment, my heroic sword slashed at its reverse scale position with lightning speed.

The dragon has reverse scales that will kill if touched, and at the same time, the reverse scales are also the weakest point of the dragon, like the seven inches of a snake.

The sword of the hero is the sword of the Heavenly Dao, nothing can be slashed, coupled with my full strength with anger, the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong only had time to let out a miserable scream, and I instantly slashed the dragon scales and slashed into the vital entrance.

The Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong and Zhang Heng's soul were connected, the Jiaolong's body was seriously injured, Zhang Heng's body flickered, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly sent a divine thought, wanting to summon the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong.

Seeing this, Du Ziren also hurried towards my deity, trying to force me to give up and continue to kill the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong.

I am determined to pull the Ghost Emperor into the water, do not dodge or dodge, and use the powerful Tianzun Dao body of the deity to withstand Du Ziren's magic sword attack, and at the same time urge the magic sword mystery with all my strength, and the endless sword manifold submerges into the body of the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong.

Du Ziren is not cultivating the way of the sword, his sword power is not strong, what is strong is the eerie aura attached to the sword.

The ghost qi entered my body, and my whole body felt like falling into an ice cellar.

I gritted my teeth and endured the use of the Demon Heart's strong vitality to fight the ghost invasion, while continuing to release the sword manifold into the Netherwater Dragon's body.

Du Ziren is the old ghost emperor of the Yin Division, the ghost aura is endless, the magic sword is not in my chest one by one, the tip of the sword pierces the demon heart, and the unbearable pain of piercing the heart is quickly generated.

But I was determined to kill Zhang Heng, I still gritted my teeth and didn't let go, until the moment before death, no matter how painful it was, I would not give up.

The demon heart was injured, and I could no longer suppress the ghost qi entering my body, and just when I had to make a choice, Feng Eighteen entered a surging wind of recovery for me from behind me.

The wind of recovery exerted by the Feng Eighteen deities was extremely powerful, and the moment it entered the body, it immediately expelled all the ghost qi that Du Ziren had attacked into my body.

Then, Feng 18 wrapped his arms around my waist directly from behind, and his hands clasped together in front of my chest, holding Du Ziren's magic sword as if they were one, so that he could no longer move forward.

The posture of the two of us is very intimate and ambiguous, and through the robe, I can even clearly perceive the softness of Feng Eighteen's chest.

"Xie Lan, let it go. Kill Zhang Heng, Yin Si will not give up, and then the Demon Dao will have no place in the world. Feng Eighteen whispered in my ear.

"The Demon Dao no longer needs to gain a foothold in the human world."

"Was Jinao Island born?"

"No, but our Demon Dao has been returned to the ruins."

Listening to Zhang Heng's miserable wail, Du Ziren was shocked and angry, and his eyes flickered.

Now that my death has been lifted, and Zhang Heng is destined to fall, after Zhang Heng's death, Du Ziren will definitely not be able to escape the joint pursuit of me and Feng Eighteen.

Finally, the Netherworld Xuanshui Jiaolong could no longer withstand more sword manifolds, and the thousand-foot-long dragon body exploded!

At the same time, countless cracks suddenly appeared in Zhang Heng's Ghost Emperor's body, and as soon as the cracks appeared, they quickly spread all over his body.

Endless black qi erupted from his body......

Seeing that the dignified Northern Ghost Emperor was about to fall into my hands, Du Ziren was ready to flee.

At the last moment when Zhang Heng's Ghost Emperor's body burst, a palm as white as jade suddenly appeared above him and pressed against his top door. The Nine Ghost Empresses appeared!