The honest middle-aged monk saw that his senior brother had reached the point where he was blinded by lust, and his face was full of helplessness.

"Senior brother, wake up quickly! Aren't your lives as good as these treasures?"

The honest middle-aged man's heart was extremely entangled, and at this moment, he clearly understood that his senior brother had reached the point of hopelessness.

The honest middle-aged monk finally reluctantly walked on the opposite side of the killing god around him, the yuan force on his body surged, and a decisive momentum rose out from his body......

The face of the killing god changed: "Are you going to be the enemy of this seat?"

Looking at the honest middle-aged monk with skyrocketing momentum, the god-like man's face showed only coldness.

"I don't want to be the enemy of my predecessors, but my senior brother has made up his mind, but I can't be that ruthless and unrighteous person!"

The words of the honest middle-aged monk made the eyes of the killing god flash, but some past events sounded in his heart, and he immediately spoke:

"I respect you! just because you can't be that ruthless and unrighteous person!"

After speaking, the killing god waved his right hand, and a strange purple light lit up in his palm, but its light was completely inconsistent with his terrifying image.

The face of the honest middle-aged monk's senior brother suddenly changed, and he spoke, "Are you someone who hates the Heavenly Palace?"

The face of the killing god remained unchanged, but the movements in his hands stopped, and he said faintly: "I only know at this time, it's too late!"

After speaking, the purple brilliance frantically transformed in his palm, and a purple palm was transformed by the killing god.

"Yama Palm!"

"Yama Palm!"

The honest middle-aged monk and the senior brother exclaimed at the same time, and at this moment, they finally knew what a terrible enemy they had provoked.

The two of them have already reached the eighth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm, and their strength is enough to be proud of the Ethereal Realm when they look at the entire Ethereal Realm, but that is only relative to ordinary people, and stepping into the eighth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm can only be said to have stepped into the ranks of the top masters in the Ethereal Realm, but in this ranks, it can only be at the bottom!

And this killing god in front of him is the undisputed master of the entire ethereal world, Yama Luo's palm, Ghost Yama!

The senior brother of the honest middle-aged monk finally came to his senses at the moment of life and death, and immediately spoke: "Ghost Yama senior, please be merciful to your subordinates, it was the junior's impulse just now, and I hope that the senior Haihan!"

As he spoke, he knelt down again with a pop. He couldn't even remember how many times he knelt down today, and he was extremely skillful.

When the god-killing ghost Yama saw this eightfold master of the Gathering Spirit Realm, he knelt down very skillfully, defenseless, and even more scornful of this person in his heart.

Instead, he looked at the honest middle-aged monk, and the faint meaning of approval in his eyes flashed away.

With a cold snort of disdain, the purple Yama palm fell instantly, and then the senior brother's scream came out, tearing his heart and lungs, as if he had suffered the most unbearable torture in the world, and his body rolled uncontrollably on the ground, and his face became distorted.

In an instant, the whole face had turned black, and in a moment, the whole body became black, and finally, no longer struggling, his eyes were round, and he died of anger.

Ghost Yama didn't rush to get the storage bag on that guy's body, but turned his gaze to the honest middle-aged monk.

"Now that your senior brother is dead, he deserves it, what should you do?"

Oni Yama looked at the honest middle-aged monk with interest.

The honest middle-aged monk glanced at the blackened senior brother, and there was a look of pain in his eyes.

He closed his eyes and said: "In front of the seniors, what can the younger generations do, only resign themselves to fate! He is destined to be fateful in the cause of the day, the effect of today, the cycle of cause and effect, and the fate is destined to ......."

The corners of Ghost Yama's mouth showed a rare smile, and he looked at this honest middle-aged monk again, and said: "This seat is Ghost Yama, whoever Yama lets die, whoever Yama lets die, Yama doesn't let him die, he won't die!" Boy, let's go!"

After speaking, this killing god, the ghost Yama no longer has any momentum on his body, just like when he first met, he only felt that this person was full of domineering.

Hearing this, the honest middle-aged monk smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid my predecessors don't know yet, but now I'm afraid we want to go out, but we can't get out!"

Seeing the appearance of the honest middle-aged monk, Ghost Yama's brows furrowed slightly, and an ominous premonition also rose out of thin air.

"What's going on?

The honest middle-aged man settled down and told the whole story of what happened at the entrance of the main hall.

After listening to the words of the honest middle-aged monk, Ghost Yama walked thoughtfully to the entrance of the main hall.

"Can the full force of the mid-stage of Jindan break it?"

As he spoke, the purple qi in his right hand rose, and instantly condensed into a palm surrounded by purple qi appeared, and suddenly slammed towards the prohibition, and with the blast of the Yama palm, the prohibition at the entrance of the main hall rippled a few ripples, and then returned to calm.

A rampant laughter rang out at this time.

"There are two ways to leave, and this first ......"

It is the sound ban left by Xun Yangzi, once the Yuan Force falls, the sound ban will be triggered.

Ghost Yama said with a solemn face: "Xunyangzi's predecessor is really extremely powerful, it seems that there is only one way to wait, a hundred masters of the sevenfold spirit realm?"

The essence in Ghost Yama's eyes kept flickering, and he was thinking about how to leave safely under so many masters.

So, he began to collect the storage bags of the honest middle-aged monk.

But the moment he opened the storage bag, Ghost Yama's face became very ugly, and there were only some things in the storage bag, such as spiritual weapons and pills......

Although these things are also precious, they are nothing to a master of the Ninefold Spirit Gathering Realm!

"Bastard!"

Oni Yama slammed his palm on the corpse that had turned black, instantly blasting the corpse into pieces.

It wasn't until this moment that the ghost Yama didn't know that he had been tricked, and he had to stay here and wait for a large number of masters to come and continue to be tricked!

Ghost Yama forcibly suppressed the resentment in his heart, and the fierce murderous intent in his eyes quietly hidden.

is worthy of a generation of strong people, and under such anger, he can still forcibly control his state of mind.

After searching in the main hall, the ghost Yama finally found nothing, and in desperation, he sat cross-legged at the entrance of the main hall with a gloomy face, quietly waiting for the other masters to come.

Not far from him sat another person, a truly unlucky person, a simple middle-aged monk who had come here with his senior brother.