"Is it that you are so confident that you can defeat me?"

The Son of the Ghost Spirit had a strange face.

"Hmph, according to our information, your cultivation is only twofold in the Night Wandering Realm, so the four ghost bodies are at most twofold, but this will be the fourth level of the Night Wandering Realm. ”

Ximenye said confidently: "In addition, the means of ghost cultivation may be able to restrain other martial artists, but it is useless to this general, because this general is practicing the Zhiyang Gong method, and he is not afraid of your ghost power at all, so you will definitely lose today." ”

After speaking, he mobilized his true qi with all his might, and the fourfold cultivation of the Night Wandering Realm exploded with all his strength.

"Tongtian refers to the first type - breaking the army!"

He roared violently, and above the endless sky, a finger that reached through the sky fell, crushing the Ghost Spirit Son fiercely.

"Hahaha, Ximenye, you are overconfident, the intelligence of your Canglan Country is really not very good, today I will let you see the cultivation of this Holy Son. ”

The Son of the Ghost laughed.

I saw him hold up with both hands, and the infinite ghost power suddenly turned into a huge mace, and slammed into the Tongtian Finger.

Rumble!

This was the collision of the powerhouses of the Night Wandering Realm, and I saw an astonishing shock wave spread, instantly sweeping hundreds of miles away.

Wherever the shock wave passed, the clouds were instantly cleared.

And on the ground, the countless ghost armies and coalition forces that were fighting suddenly turned on their backs, and those who were not strong enough were directly torn to pieces.

"Night Wandering Realm Quadruple?"

Ximenye's face changed greatly, he never thought that the cultivation of the Ghost Spirit Holy Son was actually the same as his own.

He gritted his teeth and roared again: "Tongtian refers to the second form - the town!"

Suddenly, a huge force spread out from the Heavenly Finger, instantly imprisoning everything around it.

The air stopped flowing, the sound returned to dead silence, and the nearby ghost army and coalition forces that were fighting were also forcibly frozen, and they did not move.

The terrifying pressure gathered from all directions, and waves of pressure on the Ghost Spirit Son actually caused some distortion in his body.

But the Ghost Spirit Saint Son didn't care at all, but smiled lightly: "It seems that you still have some strength, but just like that, you are not my opponent, break it for me!"

Suddenly, he pulled his hands to the sides, and suddenly the huge mace directly separated, forming two black giant swords.

Then the Ghost Spirit Son danced with both hands, and the two giant swords swept directly across the sky.

The imprisoned heaven and earth, like rags, were directly divided into four, the air resumed flowing in the blink of an eye, and the shouts of killing below were heard again.

At this moment, the two giant swords twisted and slashed at the fingers of Tongtian.

Rumble!

The surging power surged, and the giant sword and the Heavenly Finger shattered together, and they were gone.

"It seems that these two moves are against each other, and we are tied?"

The Ghost Spirit Saint Son laughed playfully: "But then you won't have a chance, the third move, you will lose!"

"Hmph, that's not necessarily, let you see the general's stunt - the scorching sun!"

Ximenye's eyes were gloomy, and streams of scorching flames radiated, turning his whole person into a round of scorching sun.

The scorching sun flowed and crashed directly into the Ghost Spirit Son.

The power of this Yang Cultivation had a great damaging effect on ghost cultivation, so the Ghost Spirit Saint Son did not dare to hold it up, so he directly summoned his four ghost bodies.

In the Shenwu Continent, ghosts are also divided into different levels, from weak to strong, they are ordinary ghosts, resentful ghosts, powerful ghosts, evil ghosts, ghosts, ghost generals, ghost handsome, and ghost kings.

Among the ordinary ghosts, the weakest are the newborn ghosts, because they have just died, so they have no combat power at all.

Ordinary ghosts who have been dead for three years, because they have absorbed a lot of resentment, anger, etc., so their strength is already comparable to the Life Spring Realm, and those that have been dead for more than ten years are equivalent to the Life Wheel Realm, and those who have been dead for more than thirty years can already be called evil spirits, which are equivalent to martial artists in the Life Palace Realm.

And the evil spirits that are eighty years old, because they can send out the Soul Eater Cry, their strength is already comparable to that of the Bitter Sea Realm, and even the king of martial arts.

Once an ordinary ghost has passed a hundred years, it will turn into a resentful ghost, a terrible ghost for three hundred years, a evil ghost for a thousand years, and a ghost for three thousand years......

And the four ghost bodies of the Ghost Spirit Holy Son are made of powerful ghosts, and each one is the same as him, comparable to the four masters of the Night Wandering Realm.

"Woo......"

I saw the four ghost bodies roaring in the sky, and the astonishing ghost power spread out, enveloping the entire scorching sun inside.

Although the scorching temperature emitted by the scorching sun consumes a lot of ghost power, the ghost power emitted by the combined forces of the four ghost bodies plus the ghost spirit saint son is too huge, and its replenishment speed far exceeds the consumption.

So in just an instant, the scorching sun was frozen by the ghost power and shattered.

"Poof......

Ximen Ye vomited blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

"This guy is so strong?"

He covered his chest with his right hand, and his heart cramped for a while, so that he no longer had combat strength, and could only stare at the Ghost Spirit Son, waiting for the next fate.

"Don't look at me like this, don't worry, this Holy Son will not kill you, after all, you are the Zhenbei general of Canglan Country after all, and our Ghost Hall doesn't want to completely anger Canglan Country because of your life. ”

The Ghost Spirit Saint Son sneered: "But those soldiers of yours are not so lucky, and the battle should be over here." ”

He took out a black viper, the whole body of the viper was not flesh and blood, but was condensed by energy, and its eyes were scarlet, emitting a strange red light.

"Is this?"

Ximenye's face changed greatly: "Ghost Spirit Holy Son, you really dare to kill my Zhenbei army, don't forget, they are also the army of Canglan Country, aren't you afraid that the king will send an army to encircle and suppress your Ghost Palace?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, Lin Yuan doesn't care about the life or death of ordinary soldiers, it is impossible for him to spend a huge price to encircle and suppress the Ghost Hall for these soldiers of the Zhenbei Army, not to mention that no outsiders know about the station of my Ghost Palace, even if he really encircles and suppresses, where are he going to find us?"

The Ghost Spirit Son said, and directly threw the poisonous snake down.

Ximenye's face was ugly, and he knew that what the other party said was right, Lin Yuan only cared about two things in his life, his power and face.

After all, he was the general of Zhenbei personally appointed by Lin Yuan, and killing him would be tantamount to slapping Lin Yuan in the face, so of course Lin Yuan would not be able to let go of the Ghost Palace.

But ordinary soldiers are different, these soldiers are like a group of ants that can only be ruled by themselves in Lin Yuan's opinion.

No matter how many ants die, as long as it does not shake the country's foundation, then Lin Yuan will not care at all.

At this time, the poisonous snake had already fallen to the ground, and I saw it twist its body and go directly into the depths of the earth.

The next moment, the earth shook, and endless black fog suddenly emerged from all over the ground, enveloping the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye.

And under the shroud of the black fog, the strength of the alliance soldiers who had already fallen into disadvantage immediately began to decline rapidly, but on the other hand, the ghost soldiers roared one by one, as if they had taken stimulants, full of fighting spirit.