At this moment, Ye Ming's eyes had already turned blood-red!

The evil qi that he had suppressed for a year finally completely reversed at this moment.

"Let me show you the true power of sword cultivation!" Ye Ming's long hair fluttered, and at this moment, it was as if he was possessed by a killing god. The edge, almost transparent, and the raging flames, even with the physique of the big black bull and the little black, felt a little difficult to parry.

"Boom!" One second ago, the sharp edge that was still flying up and down around Ye Ming suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, it appeared directly above the Ghost Emperor's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and slashed it fiercely.

"So fast!" The Ghost Emperor casually sacrificed a magic weapon, and with a loud bang, the edge actually slashed down again at a strange angle.

"Pedal...... Kick!" The Ghost Emperor retreated a few big steps in a row, but unexpectedly, Ye Ming's flying sword fell again. Even, the Ghost Emperor didn't have time to think about why Ye Ming's flying sword could be so contrary to common sense, and the edge fell for the second time.

"Prison Heaven Banner!" the Ghost Emperor shouted, at this moment, he finally had the opportunity to sacrifice his magic weapon. A triangular banner with a pitch-black body was instantly held in his hand, and without thinking about it, the Prison Sky Banner waved hard at the edge.

"Sne......er" The Ghost Emperor in front of him suddenly lost his trace, and the blow of the blade fell directly into the air, slashing into the void.

At this moment, the big black bull and the little black retreated far away, and this level of battle was no longer something they could intervene in at all. The big black bull has just stimulated the Kui Niu drum, and in a short period of time, it can't be used again at all, but the little black can't catch up with the speed of the two of them at all, and even if he cooperates with the big black bull, he can't hurt the ghost emperor in the slightest, and that big banner seems to be able to teleport it to a different position.

They knew that at this time, Ye Ming could only fight alone, and the only thing that could help him was to block a large number of ghosts in the rear for Ye Ming first.

"Ghost weapon!" Ye Ming's eyes erupted with thick anger, even if the ghost weapon was not what it was, although this ghost weapon still had the ability to teleport in space, but he didn't want Ye Ming to give up.

"Ghost weapon!" Although he tried his best to resist the enemy, Luo Li still peeked at Ye Ming's battle group, everyone knew that only the battle between the two of them was the decisive factor in determining the final victory of this battle. Luo Li's gaze fell directly on the pitch-black banner in the hands of the Ghost Emperor.

There are also many grades of ghost weapons, and it is obvious that this Prison Heaven Banner is definitely comparable to the true treasure of the magic weapon of the human race.

"Shock!" Ye Ming shouted, and the edge suddenly shook violently, and the surrounding aura shook violently.

"Go!" The wind and thunder unfolded rapidly, Ye Ming's speed was extremely fast, and the edge whistled and fell.

"Sheng!" For ghosts, Ye Ming naturally has his strengths, and the way of life is running rapidly.

"Huh?" The Ghost Emperor waved his banner, but the expected short-distance spatial teleportation did not appear, and at this moment of stunnedness, he clearly felt that his ghost spiritual power was faintly showing signs of fading.

"What?" The Ghost Emperor was shocked, seeing Ye Ming's giant sword fall again, in a hurry, he only had time to swing the Prison Heaven Banner and smash it at the edge.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the edge was castrated, but its direction was already slightly out of the way. And the Prison Heaven Banner came out directly from the hands of the Ghost Emperor.

"Ahh

"Grab that big flag!" Seeing the Prison Flag take off his hand, Xiao Hei suddenly shouted.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Ming only heard a sound of the wind, and the big black bull had already appeared under the banner of the Prison Heaven.

"Boom...... Let's die!" Seeing that the big black bull was about to grab the Heavenly Banner in his hand, suddenly, there was darkness around him for no reason.

"Be careful!" Ye Ming shouted, and his sharp edge swept back, pointing directly at the Ghost Emperor. Just now, seeing that the big black bull was about to get the Prison Heaven Banner, the Ghost Emperor suddenly sacrificed a black flag, and the moment the black flag appeared, Ye Ming felt that something was wrong. But before he could shout, the big black bull disappeared in an instant, leaving only the Prison Sky Banner slowly falling.

"Jie Ji ......" The Ghost Emperor opened his mouth and laughed, at this moment, he could clearly feel that his spiritual power had actually stagnated. Dark green blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and the sharp edge suddenly fell from the sky, instantly shattering the Ghost Emperor's body.

"Smack!" The Prison Heaven Banner fell to the ground with a snap, and when the Ghost Emperor was killed by Ye Ming, and even the Yuan Shen did not escape, the Prison Heaven Banner finally turned into an ownerless thing and fell to the ground. Those ghosts, seeing that the Ghost Emperor was actually killed directly, suddenly dispersed in a hurry, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Quiet, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Ye Ming's eyes were still blood-red, and his gaze fell on the Prison Heaven Banner on the ground, and he didn't move for a long time.

"Big Black Bull ......" Suddenly, a hysterical roar instantly resounded throughout the ancient battlefield.

No one expected that a small alchemy workshop would attract so many ghost attacks, and there were even two ghost emperors. Although these two ghost emperors were all killed by Ye Ming, no one was happy.

The one who disappeared was Ye Ming's brother, except for An Wei and Zhou Yishan, his best brothers! Although many of them heard the last words of the Ghost Emperor, and knew that these ghosts were here to seek revenge on Ye Ming, but at this moment, no one blamed Ye Ming. There was nothing they could do about sending charcoal in the snow, but at least, they could not rub salt on Ye Ming's wounds.

Xiao Hei knew that the black banner that appeared last was actually a space magic weapon, and it was obvious that the black banner directly imprisoned the big black bull and teleported it away. If the big black bull fell into the hands of the ghosts, they could completely use the big black bull to attack the human race, and Ye Ming didn't need to understand the power of the bull drum.

"Xiao Hei!" Ye Ming suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Hei not far away.

"Boss, where are you, where will I follow, even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire ......" Xiao Hei met Ye Ming's blood-red eyes.

Nodding slightly, Ye Ming slowly turned his head and looked at the tired figures not far away, and finally fell on Luo Li's face.

"Huh!" Ye Ming directly controlled the flying sword, and Xiao Hei quickly jumped onto Ye Ming's back. Although Ye Ming wanted to say something, his lips opened, but he didn't say a word.

He knew that Luo Li Hao Situ must know what he wanted to say.

"Boss, where are we going?" Xiao Hei pursed his lips.

"Frontline battlefield!" Ye Ming was categorical.

"With the Kui Niu Drum, they will definitely bring the big black bull to the frontline battlefield, at this time, they no longer need to endure and hide in Tibet!" Ye Ming said coldly.

Daring to turn his brother into a tool for their ulterior purposes, he is determined to uproot the ghost clan.