"Let you go and explore the place where the power of the Yellow Spring's origin appeared, what have you found?"

The whole body of the ghost male cang was shrouded in pale airflow, his voice was indifferent, and his breath was majestic and mysterious.

"Back to Lord Ghost Xiong, the three of us found this little ghost when we arrived, and there is nothing abnormal in the rest of the place." The head of the hungry ghost undead was pressed against the ground, and his body trembled slightly.

"A tongueless undead at the level of an evil spirit, but it appeared before three fierce spirits."

"Little one, don't you have anything to say?"

The indifferent voice was indisobedient, accompanied by a trace of vast pressure pressing from the ghost Xiongcang's body to the curtain doom.

Under the pressure of vastness, Mu Er felt that his spirit was wailing, and he was pressed to death in the sea of consciousness and could not move at all.

Although this kind of pressure made Maku's body tremble involuntarily, the Dao tempered from the fear of the ultimate apocalypse and unwilling to suffer was shining.

It's a pity that this body is now the body of a tongueless undead, and his spiritual Dao is not depicted, otherwise his Dao will be more condensed.

Since the pressure of the ghost Xiongcang is useless to him, Mu Er has no heart to continue pretending to be his grandson.

As soon as his mind moved, the card of the Nine-Clover Sword Grass instantly appeared in his hand, and he was directly crushed and turned into a little starlight.

"The host used the skill card Nine Leaves Sword Qi (Remnant)."

"In the next ten minutes, every attack of the host will carry the Nine Leaves Sword Qi."

Two lines of small fireflies appeared and disappeared, and Mu Er didn't care about it.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Mu Er felt a powerful force surging in his body out of thin air, and a small grass with nine leaves growing and a sword like a sword slowly appeared in the palm of his right hand.

The sharp sword light rushed up from Mu Er's body, the cold light was shining, and it was as powerful as a dragon.

Thundered!!!

In the violent roar, one by one, ghost patterns, accompanied by countless heavenly ghosts, appeared, and they were connected into a formation seal between the yin wind and the angry roar.

It's a pity that the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass is too strong, and it shakes the formation of the entire Great Tomb, and cracks soon appear in the formation of the Great Tomb.

At this moment, although the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass is only at the overlord level, as an existence that can reverse the immortal king, its strength will naturally not be at the mere overlord level.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency! Why come to my Cangcheng! ”

Ghost Xiongcang, who had been indifferent, couldn't sit still when he looked at the seal that didn't break, and a jade seal-like treasure flew out of its arms, preventing the formation seal from shattering.

"Hehe, who am I?" Mu Er dragged the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, sneered and looked around, and said, "I'm a little ghost hiding what you want!" ”

"Humph! Although Your Excellency is strong, but you have blatantly broken into my Cangcheng, you don't want to leave! ”

Although Ghost Xiongcang felt that the aura on Mu Er's body was very strong, he still had some confidence in his strength and hole cards.

"Town!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost Xiongcang suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and the pale air flow outside his body surged into the sky, and his right hand slapped towards the curtain with boundless power!

The crystal palm is like a majestic sacred, and the heavy breath is rich and shocking when the divine light and breath circulate.

At the same time, the incomparably majestic overlord aura erupted unscrupulously from the body of the ghost Xiongcang, and then converged into a beam of bombardment towards the mind of the curtain doom, without affecting the trembling undead around him.

Thundered!!!

"Roar!"

The ghost pattern appeared on the formation that the jade seal was suppressed, and the light shone brightly, and a hideous heavenly ghost phantom dozens of meters high roared, its wings flapped, and an endless ferocious aura swept towards the curtain.

"Buzz!"

A light and crisp sword roared, and the nine-leaf sword grass in Mu Er's hand swayed lightly without wind.

In an instant, a dazzling cold light appeared in the chaotic divine light, and then a scene that shocked the undead in the tomb appeared.

I saw that whether it was the Heavenly Ghost Phantom or the formation of the terrifying aura flowing, or the jade hand of the immeasurable divine power like the towering mountains and the world, they were all still.

Silence, deathly silence, all whether it is a fierce spirit or a ghost, seems to be transformed into a sculpture at this moment.

"Click!"

A cracking sound suddenly came from above the silent hall, so clear in the silence.

Immediately after, in the dull gaze of all the undead, a crack appeared in the powerful and hideous Heavenly Ghost Phantom, the formation of the terrifying aura flowing, and the immeasurable jade hand.

"Bang!"

It was like a delicate glass of glass, and the moment the sword disappeared, everything turned into pieces and disappeared into the hall.

"Poof!"

On the throne of the gods, the ghost spewed out a large mouthful of the blood of the origin soul, staring at the curtain that stood quietly on the hall with an incredible face.

Its palm was not destroyed by the sword light, but its countless years of accumulation had been wiped out by the battle, and its strength had permanently decreased by one layer.

"Now I say, do you listen well?"

Dragged the grass in his right hand, and a more muffled sound came out of his mouth.

Hearing that Mu Ei was able to speak as a tongueless undead, the face of the ghost on the throne completely changed.

You must know that it is impossible for the tongueless undead to speak under the influence of the laws of the Huangquan Great World.

Only when the strength surpasses the level of the ghost master and comprehends the law can the confinement of the Huangquan Great World be unlocked.

Thinking of these ghosts, Xiongcang couldn't sit still at all, and his face under the pale air flow was extremely pale.

Looking at Maku'e's calm and calm expression, the ghost Xiongcang crawled to the feet of Maku'e and knelt down.

"The ghost male has eyes and no beads, I don't know that the ghost lord is coming to Cangcheng in person, and if you are offended, please ask the ghost lord to spare his life."

All the undead who were in shock also saw the performance of the ghost hero, and their hearts were agitated, and they knelt on the ground with their feet soft and respectfully shouted: "Meet the ghost lord!" ”

"Ghost Lord? It seems that this tongueless undead spirit was really not simple in his life......" Makuai thought thoughtfully.

Suppressing what he thought in his heart, Mu Er said indifferently to the ghost Xiongcang: "Let me ask you, what was that sword chant that broke out in the tomb before?" ”

Ghost Xiongcang thought that the curtain was a ghost master, and he didn't dare to hide it at all.

"Lord Ghost Lord, that is the fragment of the divine weapon that I accidentally picked up when I went to Huangquan Divine Mountain to adventure with Ghost Xiongfeng and Ghost Xionghua in my early years."

"Give it to me." The curtain said bluntly.

"Lord Ghost, that fragment of the divine weapon will explode every once in a while, and it will be sealed under the tomb by the small one, and it will be more troublesome to open the seal." Oni Xiongcang was cautious.

Mu Er stared at the ghost male cang, "Can you take it out with twenty breaths?" ”

Ghost Xiongcang's face changed, and he said affirmatively: "No problem, Lord Ghost!" ”

"Get up and get started." The curtain made the ghost male stand up.

"Heavenly ghosts are coming! Soul Blood Traction! Formation opening and closing! Will traction! ”

Ghost Xiongcang shouted loudly in his mouth, pinched the law in his hand, and suddenly a moving formation appeared under the palace.

Looking at the formation that had just been sealed by himself, Ghost Xiongcang did not hesitate and a mouthful of soul blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Open!"

Under the pale airflow, Ghost Xiongcang looked at the soul blood floating in the air with a painful look on his face, but he still drank and opened the formation.

"Boom!"

The moment the formation opened, a powerful sword qi instantly erupted from under the hall.

"Buzz!"

With a clear sound, a fragment of the sword body instantly went from the ground to the air of the temple.

"How do I get this ......?"

Mu Er looked at the fragments that kept emitting sharp sword light and felt a little distressed.

"Buzz!"

Fortunately, the hilt of the three thousand dustless swords in the Heavenly Monument Void World Realm sensed the breath of the sword fragment and let out a soft roar.

"The three thousand dustless sword spirits of the realm want to give the host something, does the host agree?"

The small print of fireflies appeared again in front of the eyes of the curtain.

"Agreed." The curtain responded.

In an instant, a ray of transparent white light flew out from the hilt of the Three Thousand Dustless Swords of the Heavenly Monument Void World Realm.

Then the pattern of a small sword appeared in the palm of Maku's right hand.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the sword mark of the three thousand dustless swords in the realm."

"Holding the three thousand dustless sword fragments of this Sword Seal Realm will not harm the host, and at the same time, it will correspond to the host's summon."

Two lines of small fireflies appeared in front of the curtain.

Mu Er knew this, and his mind moved slightly, urging the sword mark in his right hand.

Suddenly, the sword qi on the fragments of the three thousand dustless swords that were raging in the air of the hall disappeared.

"Buzz!"

The fragment roared softly, turning into a sword light and flying into the right hand of the curtain.

Ignoring the eager trembling of the hilt of the sword in the Heavenly Monument Void World, the aura of the Mu'an Dynasty was much weaker.

"You just said that there are still two fragments of divine weapons in the hands of Ghost Xionghua, in the hands of Ghost Xiongfeng, right?"

Adhering to the principle that he can't just let himself suffer, Ghost Xiongcang knelt down on the ground and said, "Yes, Lord Ghost!" ”

"Huacheng and Windy City are not far from my Cangcheng, and there are undead in my Cangcheng who were the Great Magister of the Space before their deaths."

"The little ones can get to Hwaseong and Cangcheng in five minutes."

"It's just ......," Oni Xiongcang's voice became hesitant.

"Don't worry about their resistance and danger, take this and help me bring it."

Ghost Xiong Cang's plan was not known, and the four nine-leaf sword qi in his hand condensed, turning into four silver sword pills and flying towards it.

"The little one must fulfill the orders of the ghost lord!"

Looking at the sword pill in his hand that made his heart tremble, Oni Xiong Cang was overjoyed in his heart, and bowed three times in a row and assured Mu Er.

"Hurry up, I'll see two more fragments of the Divine Weapon in six minutes, or ......," he said softly, waving his hand.

"Yes! Small retirement! ”

Ghost Xiongcang's heart tightened, and he answered and left the hall.

After the ghost Xiongcang left, the entire hall was silent, and the undead present believed that they would make any sound.

"Who said you were going to eat me alive just now outside the city?" Suddenly, Mu Er watched the green-faced fanged undead play with taste.

"Bang!"

The blue-faced fanged undead whose face was pale and pale all the time, fell to the ground with a puff and pleaded.

"Lord Ghost spares your life!"

"Lord Ghost spares your life!"

……

Seeing the appearance of the blue-faced fanged undead, Mu Er suddenly felt bored in his heart, but he would not let go of the other party if he dared to cast the Seven Steps of Death on himself.

A wisp of sword qi shot out from Mu Er's fingers, directly leaving a hole in the skull of the blue-faced fanged undead, completely ending it.

Without continuing to pay attention to the trembling bone spirits and hungry ghost spirits on the side, Mu Er murmured in his heart: "This is the difference ...... power"