As for the cloth bag, Du Feng was also very interested. He didn't have time to study the cloth bag right now, so he got out of the ground and slashed off the sky dragon's head with a swing of his sword. This was not done to kill the Sky Dragon, but to save its life.

The corrosiveness of the Black Cloud Sand was too strong, and most of the body the size of the Sky Dragon had rotted away in such a short period of time, and it was still spreading. As long as the dragon head is kept, Du Feng has a way to restore the sky dragon.

"It's not good, it's Black Cloud Sand!"

The skeleton warrior took the cloth bag, and the male ghost cultivator of Blossom City immediately recognized that the bag was black cloud sand. He didn't bother to explain to Du Feng, and directly threw the bag far away. At the same time, all of a sudden, Du Feng fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

I heard a bang, and the cloth bag exploded, and the black clouds scattered everywhere, and the grass and trees withered everywhere they went, and nothing that was alive could survive. Even the little insects on the leaves and the ants crawling on the ground are no exception. The white bone banner turned into a bone shield and protected Du Feng to death. It was burned by the black cloud sand, and a layer of black smoke rose on the surface.

Fortunately, the White Bone Banner has no flesh and bones, all bones. One layer of bone is corroded, and another layer is coming. This thing itself is made up of thousands of skeletons, and it took a while to fight against it before the corrosive power of the Black Cloud Sand was neutralized.

When Du Feng got up from the ground, there was a dead silence around. The cloth bag and the black cloud sand are gone. As soon as the black cloud sand landed, it would automatically return to the uncarred, and the cloth bag would automatically return to the hands of King Chu Jiang, the master of the second hall of the Netherworld.

"Reincarnate and come back!"

The reincarnation king of the tenth hall waved his hand at the death platform. Meng Po, who was originally trapped in the white bone banner and was suffering from ten thousand ghosts devouring souls, suddenly disappeared, and appeared on the death platform the next moment. This is also the place where the rebirth platform is powerful, even if a person dies, he can be sent to reincarnation, not to mention that Meng Po is not completely dead.

King Chu Jiang, the Lord of the Second Hall, and the Lord of the Ten Palaces, I remember you! Through the communication with the male ghost cultivator of Blossom City, Du Feng has already figured out this matter. At this time, it was not Meng Po alone, but with the support of the two hall masters. The two hall masters are both cultivators of the Heavenly and Human Realms, and Du Feng can't help them for the time being. But there will come a day when I will go to the Netherworld to meet them for a while.

"Go back and recuperate, and credit you this time. ”

The king of reincarnation looked at Meng Po, who was weak, and told her to go back to Naihe Bridge to recuperate from her injuries. This vicious battle was a battle of life and death for Meng Po and Du Feng, but it was nothing in the eyes of the Reincarnation King. He himself has the right to determine the life and death of people, and he does not value the lives of others at all.

Why do you have to remember Meng Po's merits, because the ghost servant was hit by the black cloud sand, and he will not be able to improve his cultivation for a long time. In this way, he would not be able to break through from the Great Perfection of the Emperor Extreme Realm to the Heavenly and Human Realm, and naturally he would not be able to threaten the status of several hall masters.

In fact, the goal of King Chujiang and King Reincarnation at the beginning was not Du Feng. Attacking him was Meng Po's personal will, and it could also be said that she had fallen a little mildew with the ghost servant.

"Listen, do as I say. ”

After solving Meng Po's matter, Du Feng calmed down his mind first. Then he returned to the outskirts of Luoshan City and communicated with the ghost servants in secret language. Although Meng Po was killed, and the three people of Renjiao were also captured alive, the drama in the city has not yet been performed.

"I'm fighting with you!"

The ghost servant, who had been standing still, suddenly burst out and slashed at the golden skull with a knife. When the common people saw that the immortal elder was able to fight again, they were all happy. But things didn't seem to be as simple as they thought, and the nine golden skulls actually merged into one oversized skull.

Before people could react, the big skull swallowed the ghost servant with one mouth. At this moment, the people of Luoshan City were dumbfounded, what happened to the immortal chief being killed like this, it was impossible.

"Look, the Immortal Chief is not dead yet!"

While everyone was talking, someone noticed the oversized skull dangling in the air. The ghost servant stood in the skull's mouth, holding a slit open with his knife, as if he still had the strength to fight.

"Immortal Commander is mighty!"

"Long live the immortals!"

After being swallowed in their mouths, they still insisted on fighting, and this spirit deeply touched the people of Luoshan City. Streams of mental power were transmitted towards the ghost servant, and his eyes felt less uncomfortable. The damage caused by the black cloud sand to the ghost servant cannot be cured by other methods, and can only be repaired by telekinesis.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of the second hall master and the tenth hall master is to kill the ghost servants. If you can't get rid of him, at least slow down his promotion. Otherwise, if he breaks through to the realm of heaven and man, the next hall master may not be who will be the one.

From time to time, electric light flashed from the mouth and eye sockets of the big skull. The people of Luoshan City all knew that it was the immortal chief who insisted on fighting against the ghosts. They prayed silently in their hearts that they must let the immortal chief win, otherwise everyone would have to die.

"Folks, we'll see you in the next life. ”

Just when everyone was nervously waiting for the ghost servant to win, he suddenly shouted goodbye in the next life, and then there was a bang in the sky. The fire was so bright that the people who stabbed couldn't open their eyes at all. By the time they were finally able to open their eyes, the skull was gone, and the Immortal Elder was nowhere to be seen, except for a large knife stuck alone on the ground.

"Senior brother, I'm late!"

A young man dressed in white hurried in, his eyes full of tears and the look of pain on his face. Everyone recognized it, it was this young man who had lured the old ghost woman out just now. In this way, he won, but his brother died with the big skull in order to protect everyone.

"Immortal Chief, the festival mourns and changes!"

Blacksmith Wang was the first to come over to comfort Du Feng, and when he woke up, he heard that it was a young man who defeated the old ghost woman and saved his daughter, although he was ashamed to pee his pants in fear, but he was still grateful.

"Listen to me, my brother, he has no children and no daughters, and now he is dead, and there are no bones left, and there is not even one who can go to the grave. I want to erect a monument to him, and I hope you ......"

Du Feng cried and told at the same time, it was really touching to cry blood. Hearing this, the people around him also cried.

"We want to build a temple statue for the immortal elder!"

"That's right, we're going to incense the immortal elder every month!"

The common people listened to the story of the ghost servant, and listened to Du Feng's request to erect a monument. I think it's too bad to just set up a monument, I must build a temple and then get a statue, everyone comes to worship on the fifteenth day of the first month of every month, so as to express respect for the immortal.