The nine-tailed cloth banner is embroidered with hideous skulls, there are nine of them, arranged in a strange way, exuding a jet-black luster, which makes people's hearts cold when they look at it.

There is no doubt that this is a top-level magic weapon, similar to the head of Xingtian, and it is an existence of the same level.

With a fierce smile, the ghost raised his hand and grabbed the nine-tailed skull flag, and after waving it violently, a large amount of black smoke and ghost fog surged out, filling the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, in this ghost mist, a large number of evil ghosts appeared, sometimes showing their heads, with hideous faces and extremely vicious.

"Ten thousand ghosts bite, devour ten thousand laws!

The ghost sword finger stretched out, and a finger flew in the thousand-zhang evil sword, and a bright green light erupted in his eyes, this battle is life and death, although he is still alive, but he is ghostly, and he has to fight.

With the sound of the word 'kill' fell.

Whoa!

I don't know how many evil ghosts wandered in the ghost fog in the sky, and when they were overwhelming, they went towards the evil sword bathed in the roar of heavenly thunder.

However, the sword of evil is born to punish evil, and the purple heavenly thunder is born to kill ghosts, and at this moment, when encountering this unknown evil ghost, without saying a word, it directly erupted into a landslide tsunami-like roar.

The ten thousand heavenly thunders, in the advance of the evil sword, are like grates, dispel the ghost fog, kill the evil ghosts, and the tragic sound is reverberated for a while, spreading far away.

Seeing this scene, Ghost Li's face was suddenly broken, this nine-tailed skeleton banner was refined by him collecting hundreds of millions of evil ghosts, but at this moment, he still couldn't stop Chen Hao's pace.

Never mind!

He closed his eyes suddenly, no longer resisting, and let the Thousand Feet Evil Sword carry the thunder in the sky, piercing through his body.

Bang!

The ghost's whole body collapsed, turned into flying ashes, and disappeared.

The entire battlefield looked at this scene, the deathly silence, Chen Hao killed the three giants of the Yama Realm in a row, it was too shocking.

But after the silence, the battlefield suddenly boiled, and the ghost cultivators and zombies in the Yama Realm were all terrified in their hearts, and they didn't want to exist in Chen Hao's gaze for a moment.

They turned into black lights and fled in all directions, as if they were about to escape from the ascension to heaven, but in these three realms, in this Penglai Immortal Island, where can they escape?

The Yellow Emperor looked at Chen Hao from afar, and ignored the Yama ghost stiffness who fled everywhere, because he knew that with Chen Hao here, where could he flee to.

The Yellow Emperor did not move, and the other Heavenly Palace cultivators, even the demon cultivators of the Demon Clan, also stood quietly in place, looking at Chen Hao who was like a god in the sky from a distance, and was silent.

At this moment, Chen Hao's palm was raised, and with a slight pull, when the Thousand Zhangs Evil Sword shrank sharply, it flew back directly and landed between his fingers, like a purple gold fish, shuttling rapidly.

Then, Chen Hao's eyes lowered and looked at the battlefield, where the fleeing figures were like tadpoles shooting away in the water after being frightened.

"I swore that I would destroy the Yama realm, and where would you flee to. ”

With a sneer, he raised his palm, stretched out his five fingers, and pressed downward.

Call!

In the silence, a strange power flew out from between his fingers, and the target Yama ghosts were stiff, like a slender rope of immortals, shooting away.

In an instant, a filament of power caught up with a Yama ghost cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and when this Yama ghost cultivator did not react, it was directly inserted from the Baihui acupoint of his skull.

Bang!

The ghost cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant was like a bomb that had been detonated, collapsing directly and dissipating on the spot.

And the death of this early Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivator was like opening a corner of the curtain of death, and almost in the blink of an eye, a Yama Ghost Cultivator or zombie was under this strange energy filament, letting out a terrible roar, and dying continuously.

Soon after, the sound of death became weaker and weaker in the land within a radius of thousands of miles, until in the end, there was no sound, only the Heavenly Palace monks and the demon cultivators of the demon clan remained.

'Boom!'

I don't know who it is, but between the throat rolling, there was a sound of swallowing saliva, which was extremely clear in this silent hundred miles radius.

It's shocking, it's terrifying.

The army of millions of Heavenly Palaces, plus hundreds of thousands of demon clans, could not wipe out all the Yama ghosts at once, but here in Chen Hao, just with a touch of his palm, millions of Yamas were wiped out.

This horror is no longer enough for people to describe in words, it is too strong.

Only at this time, the three true monarchs of Zixing, Ziyue, and Zichen, as well as the rebellious cultivators of the three counties, were not shocked in their hearts, but fearful.

Chen Hao exterminated the three giants of the Yama realm, to put it mildly, and raised his hand again, annihilating millions of Yama ghosts, this horror, frightened their hearts, trembled their souls, and made them feel that the butcher knife of death, standing three inches above their heads, could be cut down at any time, making them die.

However, in this Yama Realm, no one can compete with Chen Hao, and everyone's life and death are all in Chen Hao's thoughts.

"Daozun, please spare your life, I will know my mistake!"

Zixing Zhenjun glanced at Chen Hao, his face became bitter, and he hesitated, his legs were bent and he knelt in mid-air, in order to survive, what did his dignity count, not to mention, he had already become a traitor, and he didn't care about kneeling down to worship Chen Hao again.

This was like a fuse, triggering all the rebellious cultivators in the three counties.

Ziyue and Zichen glanced at each other, their faces were bitter, and they knew that at this moment, they could only beg Chen Hao and beg for that ethereal vitality, otherwise there was only one way waiting for them...... Die!

They didn't hesitate, their legs bent, and they seemed to naturally kneel in the air, begging for Chen Hao.

Then, the 500,000 three-county coalition troops below were all in panic, trembling and kneeling.

This black oppressive piece directly made the emperor, the army of the Heavenly Palace, and the army of the demon clan all stared, and a monstrous wave rose in their hearts, and the horror of Chen Hao deepened again.

Chen Hao looked at the kneeling crowd below, frowned, and when he was silent, there was a little struggle in his eyes, these cultivators of the three counties were heinous in their crimes, and they were guilty of abuse, and their crimes should be punished.

However, these are human races, there are as many as 500,000 people, once they are all killed, they will be bloody, too bloody, as Chen Hao, who has been cultivated in the 21st century, is a little hesitant.

At the same time, in Chen Hao's silence, Zixing, Zichen, Ziyue, and the 500,000 three-county coalition troops behind them were drenched in cold sweat on their faces, soaking their backs, and their bodies trembled irrepressibly, and they became more and more intense.

The longer Chen Hao was silent, the more dangerous they became.

The next moment, though, they let out a sigh of relief.

I saw that after seeing Chen Hao silent, the figure of the Yellow Emperor, who was ragged and had not yet recovered in the scorched place, flashed and appeared in front of Chen Hao.

"Chen Hao!" he began.

"Senior, is there something?" Chen Hao raised his head sharply in silence and asked in surprise.

"What are you going to do with the cultivation of these three counties?"

"The younger generations haven't thought about it yet, they are guilty of great crimes, and their crimes should be punished, but ......"

"Why don't you let them be slaves for generations to atone for their sins?"

"Slaves?"

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows, and his gaze flickered, sweeping over these prostrate Terran cultivators.

Eventually, he made a decision.