Bang Ku and Peng Qian didn't know the folding fan in An Cang's hand, but when they saw the black beads at this time, their faces suddenly changed greatly!

As everyone knows, there are currently three city lords in the Netherworld, and each of them has a peerless weapon in their hands. Among them, Bang Ku is the hind leg bone of an ancient fire beast, Peng Qian is a string of soul transfer bells, and Ancang is the most mysterious. Because unlike the weapons of the first two, which have been passed down from generation to generation, the successive lords of Zhenluomen Castle have not actually had the same weapons left. Looking at the current bardo realm, only Bang Ku and Peng Qian have seen An Cang use it once.

"This time it's stronger than the last one!" muttered Bangku.

Cold sweat also broke out on Peng Qian's forehead, and he gritted his teeth rarely: "I finally understand why he wants to slaughter the city, this madman actually wants to compete with the gods!"

Baili Ge stared at the bead, his expression was also solemn, he didn't know what it was, but judging from the breath, its power was definitely beyond his current self.

"Ancestor, can you tell what it is?" he couldn't help but ask.

The criminal evil said: "The power is huge, even the ten Nine Realm Lords combined are not so terrifying. This evil thing is essentially a product of this world, but its power surpasses that of the strongest cultivator known, which is really incredible. ”

At this time, I heard An Cang say with a cruel smile: "From your face, I see fear. Unexpectedly, there are times when you are afraid. ”

Baili Ge said expressionlessly: "You are a three-vein cultivator who has hidden your cultivation, and you are embarrassed to say this, or do you say, aside from external objects, you don't have the confidence to win me at all?"

An Cang's face was slightly gloomy and said: "Don't talk nonsense! Hide your cultivation? Why aren't you! I also looked away, but I didn't even find that the new cultivator was actually you!"

Baili Ge sneered: "It's just a fluke." ”

"But that's where your path ends. An Cang snorted, "Baili Ge, you have no respect for your elders, obstruct my great cause, kill my child, and now, I want you to die on this Yin Phantom Spirit Bead!"

"Your interest is as earthy as the name of this bead. Baili Ge sneered, "I saw that the beads were mixed with energy, it must have been sacrificed after you killed a lot of people." When a cultivator deserves this kind of role, he is very similar to an immortal scum I knew before. ”

"What are you talking about!" An Cang said angrily.

Baili Ge continued to take care of himself and said: "Moreover, I didn't treat you in the first place, and there was a reason for killing your son, do you want to know?"

An Cang sneered, "Hmph, the last words before death, okay, I'll let you say it." ”

"Do you remember Wan Ge?" asked Baili Ge with a squint.

An Cang's heart trembled, and he asked rhetorically: "What do you have to do with him!"

Baili Ge smiled miserably and said, "He is your brother, your own brother." When you An family abandoned him, he just wanted to get justice, and even gave you a way to live in the end. But what about you? You viciously wounded him so badly that he died in depression! Not only that, but you killed him all, even his only little daughter!"

"What does that have to do with you!"

Baili Ge squinted at him and said, "In terms of seniority, he has to call me uncle, you say, can I take care of this matter?"

An Cang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then looked up to the sky and laughed, "Baili Ge, I have never seen someone more shameless than you who would use a person who has been dead for an unknown number of years to excuse himself." How old are you? 100 years old? 200 years old? You want to be his uncle? I'm afraid your mother hasn't even given birth at that time, right?"

Baili Ge's pupils shrank, and he said coldly: "Now, you have one more crime." ”

An Cang laughed enough, held up the beads in his hand and said, "No matter who you are, in short, today is your death." It's a pity that this bead was not originally used against you, it seems that after killing you, I had to kill the entire people in the Netherworld. ”

"Ancang, you are mad! The people in the Netherworld are dead, what is the point of your life!" Bang Ku roared angrily.

An Cang glanced at him coldly and said, "My son is dead, I may also go with him, isn't this enough for this world to bury me for me?"

Peng Qian also said angrily: "I am the city lord of the Middle Netherworld, and I am guarding this realm by my ancestors! You dare to do this, unless you step on our corpses!"

An Cang said disdainfully: "Just you two useless old guys, you don't even have the qualifications to let me use the thunder fan." ”

With that, a black light rose from his hand to the sky, and the black bead grew when it saw the wind, and instantly transformed into a huge black ball, which was the size of a city!

"Transform!"

An Cang burst into a shout, the ball spun rapidly, and with a "bang" it split into nine pieces, scattered across the sky.

"Formation!" Baili Ge and Xing Xie shouted in unison, only to feel that the air around them condensed, and the cold breath penetrated through the pores.

"Open!"

Baili Ge supported his hands, the mental realm shrouded his body, the pressure suddenly decreased, and at the same time, the six realms of cultivation were running, and he silently recited the "Heart Sutra of Ten Thousand Laws" in his heart, quickly refining the pervasive bardo force.

An Cang was in the air and sneered: "You have the ability to make a strange world, and I can do it too." And I'm stronger than your useless monsters!"

After that, the magic trick in his hand changed, and the nine big balls in the sky moved slowly, enveloping the area below, suddenly there was a gust of cloudy wind, and one after another black qi turned into a human figure, holding various weapons, screaming and rushing away.

"Brother Baili, brother is here to help you!"

Bang Ku and Peng Qian are no longer watching from the wall, An Cang's ambitions are extremely dangerous, as the city lords of the Netherworld, they naturally don't want to let Baili Ge risk their lives alone.

For a while, the sound of killing was everywhere, and the strength of each of these figures was above the three-vein underworld, and none of them were afraid of fighting alone, but this killing was endless, and they didn't know when it would be a head.

"How many Immortal Masters has this madman killed!" Bang Ku shouted as he beat a large bone, and the flames rose to the sky wherever he passed.

Peng Qian held his hand in one hand, his body was unpredictable, and every step he took, there was a bell on his body, and as the bell rang, all the figures who approached him turned into black smoke again.

I only heard him say in a deep voice: "This kind of thing, he Ancang alone can't do it." Presumably because he settled down and had a bad heart, he was in peace, but it was just the last link in the plan!"

Bang Ku smashed open the four figures and shouted: "The wolf's ambition will be punished!"

An Cang said coldly: "The strength is average, but there is a lot of nonsense." ”

After speaking, as soon as the magic trick moved, the multiplied figure accelerated and condensed, and the pressure on the few people below suddenly increased.

Baili Ge said angrily: "Your grandmother's, compared to the number of people, Lao Tzu has never been afraid of anyone!"

As he spoke, he took out an inconspicuous small stone and shouted: "Out!"

With his shout, the small stone suddenly shone brightly, and out of thin air, a group of thousands of people came out neatly, each of them was dressed in black battle robes, and there were no faces in the wide hood, but two green light clusters were burning, and behind each of them, there were six crescent moon wheels, reflecting a bleak white light.

Baili Ge pointed to the heavy figures on the field and said: "Soul detention envoy obeys the order! Detain these dead souls all on the eighteenth floor of the ghost prison and wait for their fate!"

All the soul envoys replied violently, and at the same time, a thousand three-veined Immortal Spirits surged out!!

On the other side, the torture evil in the corpse scripture world wiped the sweat on his forehead and said: "Stinky boy, if you don't usually collect so many dead souls, where would Lao Tzu get you this group of ghosts now!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the big jar behind him with a painful heart, and said with a sad face: "It's a pity that the ancestor I have worked so hard to accumulate the power of the corpse......"