These cultivators, who had finally overcome many crises, knew that they had come to the Ghost Gate, an empty world, and they couldn't even feel the aura of the ghost fire that attacked them, let alone find the shadow of the ghost fire.

"Xiaoyaolang, take out your god and demon seal, he can suppress the power of the ghost fire. ”

Just when Xiao Yao Changsheng felt his heart beating, a wisp of Xun Cao's original soul voice reached his soul sea.

"Guarding the golden rice bowl as a beggar, this is a big fool!"

Xiaoyao Changsheng patted his head and quickly summoned the god and demon seal from the colorful disc.

With the gods and demons imprinted in his hand, the heart of the free immortal became a little calmer, and in the original soul induction of the free immortal, he could faintly feel the wisps of mysterious aura released from the god and demon seal.

Seeing the god and demon seal that suddenly appeared in Xiaoyao Changsheng's hand, Yu Die also felt an aura of suppressing the original soul from the god and demon seal, and couldn't help but look at Xiaoyao Changsheng and smiled: "I didn't expect you to have such a good thing, it seems that you have gained a lot in the past few years." ”

Sou!

After the eternal life, in the hands of the feather butterfly, a miniature floating slaughter appeared.

Above the floating temple, there were wisps of faint golden halo flowing, just like the protective Buddha light released from behind the Buddha, and the place where these halos shone disappeared in an instant.

The floating slaughter is divided into seven layers, and above each layer, there are twelve directions, and on each direction, there are large handprints that overlap and overlap.

"This is my 'Seventh-level Sumeru Futu', although it is not as good as the treasure of the town clan in the Holy Land, but its subtleties have not been fully understood until now, this thing has a magical effect on suppressing evil spirits. This thing was obtained by my father in a Sumeru space, and I don't know who his owner is. ”

Feather Butterfly quietly told the origin of the Seventh-level Sufutu of the Immortal Immortal.

Far away from the Immortal Immortal, the cultivators of the Yellow Springs Holy Land were also attacked by the ghost fires, and those ghost fires that did not come out of the gods also made them anxious.

As the great saint son of the Yellow Springs Holy Land, Ye Changge naturally also has a magic weapon to suppress the ghost fire, and his magic weapon is the "Yellow Springs Earth Demon Tablet".

The origin of the Huangquan Earth Demon Tablet, Ye Changge does not know, since Ye Changge was born, this magic weapon has been inherited in the Holy Land, for the origin of the Huangquan Earth Demon Tablet, he also asked his father, but his father did not tell him a word, so the origin of the Huangquan Earth Demon Tablet has become an unsolvable secret in his heart.

From the body of the Huangquan Earth Demon Monument, wisps of earthy yellow light were released, under the shroud of that light, Ye Changge's cruel smile was particularly distinct, he looked at the distance and said secretly: "Great Holy Maiden, little bastard, I will wait for you, I hope you don't disappoint me." ”

After saying these words, Ye Changge walked through the iron-like land without fear and entered the space of the Illusory Tribulation Reincarnation Dao.

Soon after, Joyful Immortal and Feather Butterfly also passed through the Empty Tribulation Reincarnation Dao and entered the most mysterious and weird world of the Phantom Tribulation Reincarnation Dao.

From the empty realm to the illusionary realm, in front of the eyes of the free immortal, there are illusory scenes everywhere, like a mirage, with a bit of magic in the dream.

In front of the eyes of the free immortal, is a memorial arch across the world, on the archway, there are no patterns and runes, only endless years left mottled vicissitudes.

This archway, not gold, not silver, not jade and not stone, I don't know what material is used to build, but from the archway continues to release a cold atmosphere.

Under the torii archway, there is a huge square, and if you look closely, you will find that it was originally a large-scale altar, an altar that looks like a huge square.

The entire altar was shrouded in dim light, and there was no end in sight.

The ancient altar was dead silent, and the inscriptions at the feet were entangled like dead snakes, stretching into the distance.

"Let's go, let's go in. ”

Feather Butterfly raised her feet and took the lead in walking into the archway.

Stomp ......

On the ancient altar, the footsteps of the cultivators of the Biluo Holy Land resounded.

After walking for a while, in front of the eyes of Xiao Yao Changsheng, a row of red tripods appeared, and these red tripods were particularly prominent on the dim earth, and almost no one could ignore him.

The red red tripod is more than ten zhang high, and on the red tripod, you can't see a word, these red tripods are all wordless tablets.

Under each red tripod, there is a lamp, a lotus-shaped Qibao lantern.

All people, if they want to get past, must cross over from these monuments.

"Let me do it first. ”

A cultivator laughed loudly, and his figure flew over from a large red tripod.

Landing on the opposite side of the red tripod, the cultivator didn't notice any unusual feelings, so he raised his hand towards everyone, and the cultivators of the Biluo Holy Land flew over one after another.

"Don't go over!"

Feather Butterfly screamed as if she had discovered something, and those cultivators who had not flown past stopped in the air, turned around stiffly, and returned to the side of the red tripod.

Sneer......

A ray of fire flashed, and the Qibao lanterns under the red tripod were ignited, and the one who lit the Qibao lantern turned out to be the spark that burst out from the red tripod.

"Let's go!"

The sudden change made Xiaoyao Changsheng involuntarily hold the hands of Qing Weak Water and Yu Die, and under the movement of the golden finger, the psychic qi ejected out, leading him and the figures of the two women to escape a distance of dozens of meters.

Whoosh ......

Behind Xiao Yao Changsheng, there was a sudden fluttering sound, and a Qibao lantern rose into the sky, forming a scene of lanterns on August 15.

Yu Die broke free from Xiao Yao Changsheng's hand, and glanced at Xiao Yao Changsheng a little strangely, when did she, the Great Sage, still need others to protect her?

Turning around, Immortal Xiao looked at the Seven Treasure Flower Lantern suspended above the void and was silent, because he had the same premonition that something was going to happen, just like Feather Butterfly.

"Chatter......

Above the void, there were suddenly eerie ghostly laughter, and then ghostly figures appeared in the light of a Qibao lantern.

"Demon Phantom?!"

Feather Butterfly exclaimed, and what she had feared finally appeared.

"This is the Demon Ghost?"

Those cultivators stared at the demon ghost who was constantly changing their shapes,

"You...... Die!"

A demon ghost spat out two words towards the cultivator who had flown over the red tripod first.

Click!

The Qibao lantern in front of the demon ghost man was pinched by him, and it was instantly shattered, and then the light disappeared, and then something strange happened.

The cultivator grabbed his throat and pressed it hard, and his head and neck were separated.

"You...... Die!"

A demonic ghost's finger pointed at another cultivator.

As he destroyed the Seven Treasure Lanterns, that cultivator also appeared exactly like the previous cultivator, they broke their own necks and killed themselves.

Then, as the lights went out, all the cultivators committed suicide on the altar.

When the last cultivator fell, the demon ghost above the void also disappeared.

None of the cultivators who flew over the Red Dading were spared, and all of them became altars and sacrifices.

This red tripod is like someone has been spelled, no one can break this magic, and anyone who offends him will be cursed by this curse.

"How can this be?" Yu Die looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, the cultivators of the Biluo Holy Land, the rest of them were all powerful people like the Little Saint Lord and the Middle Holy Lord, and they actually disappeared under this Seven Treasure Flower Lantern.

"Don't move, let me come. ”

After calming down for a while, Xiaoyao Changsheng smiled at Feather Butterfly and smiled.

"Okay, be careful!"

Yu Die gave an explanation to Xiao Yao Changsheng, and then retreated to the side with the rest of the cultivators, since Xiao Yao Changsheng was going to crack the red tripod, she believed that Xiao Yao Changsheng must have his own hole cards.

Standing in front of the red tripod, after staring at the red tripod for a long time, the action began.

More than ten zhang away from the red tripod, Xiaoyao Changsheng sat down cross-legged, and with a little golden finger, a wisp of psychic qi ejected, and the psychic qi shot towards the red dading like an arrow.

Buzz Buzz......

A bee-like sound came from the red tripod, and then spread out above the ancient altar, and all the cultivators sensed a terrifying coercion coming towards them.

This kind of coercion is first of all the suppression of the power of the bloodline, and then the suppression of the power of the original soul, no wonder those cultivators choose to commit suicide, because after they are eroded by that coercion, they lose control of their minds and original souls, and directly become puppets of those powers.

Knowing the law of power contained in the red tripod, the free immortal golden finger clicked, and directly fused the psychic qi into the original qi and attacked the red tripod.

Rumble!

As a force bombarded the Red Great Ding, all the cultivators could clearly feel that the entire altar was trembling at this time, and that power was instantly dispersed, and then poured towards all the Red Great Dings.

As ripples of energy slammed out, wisps of cracks appeared in countless red tripods, and wisps of sparks flew from above the rifts.

Fluffy ......

One by one, the Seven Treasure Flower Lanterns were lit in front of the eyes of all the cultivators, forming a long dragon of winding lanterns in the gaze of the Immortal Being!

"Chatter......

Under the light of the nightless sky, one by one the demon ghosts seemed to emerge from the ground, and then held the Qibao lantern, suspended above the void.

"You're a primordial master?"

A demon ghost smiled towards the Immortal Being.

"Yes, I'm the Original Qi Master! Who are you?"

Xiaoyao Changsheng did not hide his identity, and the Seven Treasure Lantern that could only be opened through psychic qi could only be achieved by the divine and demonic qi of the original qi master in addition to the secret arts.