The ninth spiritual mountain, connected to the heavenly dome, is like above the clouds. In front of the cliff, there stood a mysterious shadow clad in a gray daze, and the shadow held a blood-red scythe in his hand, as if he had been standing there since ancient times.

"It's not a living being, it's supposed to have died in ancient times, but a dead soul that has been around for an unknown amount of time."

The colorful empress said with a solemn face, and the entire Ninth Spirit Mountain was shrouded in a layer of rich dead air, and there was not a single grass growing within a radius of thousands of miles, and it was extremely barren. As a living being, she is very disgusted with this kind of breath, and under the dead air, there is a sense of depression in her heart.

"Welcome here, after 70 million years, a creature is finally here again."

The mysterious shadow shrouded in the gray robe slowly floated up, and the wind was automatic, and within a radius of a hundred miles, there were sharp ghost crying voices for no reason, as if the Ninth Spirit Mountain had turned into a hell on earth.

"Seventy million years ago, you were talking about the ancestor of the Colorful Clan?" The Colorful Empress looked startled, her eyes fixed on the gray shadow. Sure enough, that ancestor broke into the Ninth Spirit Mountain back then.

"Ancestor? I found out that the blood breath on your body is very similar to that creature, and I can't imagine that she is your ancestor. It's been a long time since I've tasted human flesh, and I'm excited to think about it. ”

The gray-robed shadow was suspended in the air and did not move, but in everyone's minds, an evil image of a demon licking his lips and grinding his teeth involuntarily appeared.

Psychic interference, most of the necrons have a talent, that is, to make living beings have psychic illusions, when they kill creatures, most of them will show extremely terrifying and frightened expressions. It's just that the spiritual interference of the gray-robed shadow can actually affect the three kings of the ancient land, which is not terrible.

"Did my ancestors pass through here?"

The colorful empress's face changed slightly when she heard this, and the reaction of the necromantic really made her a little creepy, could it be that the ancestor failed to break through the level back then and was eaten by this necromancy? Thinking of this, the heart of the colorful empress was cold to the bottom. That ancestor has always been the source of her successful faith. It can be said that whether the ancestor succeeds or not directly determines her confidence. If none of the ancestors succeeded, what about them?

You must know that the ancestor of the year was a peerless empress of the colorful clan, and her strength was only above her. And her partner, who is even more powerful, can be said to be the strongest person in the ancient land at that time. If neither of them had broken through the Nine Spirit Mountain of the Nine Spirit Road, then a few of them. Wouldn't it be even more hopeless?

"All I know is that you won't be able to break through, and you'll be my blood food." The gray-robed necromancer grinned, and under the dark hood, two scarlet blood rays shot out.

Mo Wen frowned slightly, this necromancer did not answer what he asked, and deliberately avoided the question of the colorful empress and did not answer, I am afraid that half of the two of them back then had a chance of succeeding.

The Colorful Empress was not stupid either, and immediately thought of this. The heart suddenly relaxed a little, since the ancestors can succeed, then they also have hope.

"The cultivation of the necromantic has reached the late stage of the Dou Zhuan, and it is as a necromancy. He is far more terrifying than a puppet. "The Jade King said with a solemn face, the necromancer in the late stage of the Dou Zhuan is not poor in cultivating as a human monk in the late stage of the Dou Zhuan, and he thinks that the necromancer is special. Most likely, the combat effectiveness will be stronger.

"Anyway, let's try it first, I'm old and thick-skinned. Go and test his depth, you step back. ”

The King of Ink Scales stepped out and slowly walked towards the cliff. And Mo Wen and the three of them immediately retreated, because the more challengers, the strength of the gatekeepers doubled accordingly, and they withdrew from the range of the Ninth Spirit Mountain, and the gray-robed necromancer faced by the Ink Scale King would be the lowest state.

Sure enough, as soon as the three of them retreated, the aura on the gray-robed necromancer's body continued to decline.

"There is actually a cultivation in the late stage of the Douzhuan, which is also ......"

The face of the Jade King was difficult to see, he had been paying attention to the breath of the necromancer, and found that after the three of them withdrew from the Ninth Spirit Mountain, the necromantic actually had the cultivation of the late stage of the Douzhuan. In other words, the four of them appeared in front of the necromancer together, and the necromancer's cultivation was at least the peak of the late stage of the Douzhuan, and it was only one step away from the Great Perfection of the Douzhuan.

"It's terrifying, Ink Scale can't be the match of that necromancy." The colorful queen was tense and pretty, and there was a hint of despair in her colorful eyes.

The necromancers in the late stage of the Douzhuan Battle, almost no one of them here is the opponent of that necromancer, even the strongest Jade King may not be able to do it.

Roar!

The King of Ink Scales unleashes the strongest power, wearing the Ink Scale Battle Armor and holding the Qilin War Halberd, standing with the gray-robed Necromancer.

But with just one move, the Ink Scale King was shot out, a gray cloth followed him, the red scythe turned into a bloody light, and the terrifying death qi suddenly surged, like a river returning to the sea, and they all gathered in that bloody light.

"It's not good, Ink Scales run."

The face of the Jade Shark King changed greatly, the necromancer was too strong, and the ink scales couldn't take a single move. As one of the three kings of the ancient land, the King of Ink Scales is undoubtedly the strongest one in terms of defensive power, but at this time, he feels that the Ink Scales may be shattered by the necromancer at any time.

The Jade King didn't think much about it, and turned into a white light and swept over, ready to intercept the necromancer and save the Ink Scale King. The three kings of the ancient land have a friendship of more than 100,000 years, and they have deep feelings for each other, standing in their position, they are masters and lonely, and there are only a few people who can become friends with them.

"Roar! If you want to kill Lao Tzu, you will also peel off my skin. ”

The King of Ink Scales is not brave, at the moment of life and death, he actually does not retreat but advances, and the ink-black flames on his body generally swept out, and the surrounding space is distorted because of the swiftness of the flames. The unicorn is an auspicious beast, and the unicorn heavenly fire can incinerate all evil spirits, although the natural flame of the ink scale king is not a pure unicorn heavenly fire, but it also contains the power of the unicorn heavenly fire, and the dead qi condensed by the necromancer seems to have met a nemesis, and most of it is sneered at by the ink black flame.

"A thousand hearts of war!"

The Qilin War Halberd in the hands of the Ink Scale King erupted with a thousand rays of light, and layers of them roared like a tidal wave.

Bang!

Although most of the death qi was burned by the ink scale flames, the attack of the gray robe necromantic weakened a lot, but the gray robe necromantic was too strong, and it still slashed the ink scales out with one sword.

No matter how strong the defense of the king of ink scales is, the scale armor on his body has exploded one after another because of this knife, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the ink-golden blood is sprinkled down like rain, and the blood falls to the ground, and all the rocks and trees are corroded and burned with a sneer. Qilin blood, that is the most yang thing in the world, legend has it, a drop of true blood of the ancient fire unicorn is enough to steam a sea dry.

The body of the Ink Scale King was thrown into the air, and there was no power to resist, and the gray robe shadow was still like a shadow, and with just one knife, the Ink Scale King, one of the three kings of the ancient land, would return to Huangquan.

Fortunately, at this time, the Jade Xiu King arrived in time, and circles of white light were released, and they all shrouded the gray-robed dead spirit.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

The gray-robed necromancer snorted coldly, and the aura on his body suddenly soared, rising steadily, and his cultivation improved a lot in an instant.

Before, he was only the King of Ink Scales, and his cultivation was suppressed at the lowest state, but now that there is one more person, his cultivation can be doubled immediately.

This is also the reason why Mo Wen and the Colorful Empress did not take the liberty to come to the rescue, if they were also involved, the cultivation of the gray robe necromancer would directly quadruple, which was unimaginable. Among several people, the king of jade is the strongest, and it is very suitable for the king of jade to go to the rescue.

It's just that although the Jade King is the strongest, when he encounters such a terrifying gray-robed necromancy, he was seriously injured after just one move, and the circle of white light was shattered in an instant.

After all, the current cultivation of the gray-robed necromancer is twice as good as when he dealt with the Ink Scale King.

However, fortunately, the Jade King was only saving people, and he was not entangled with the gray-robed necromancy, but he just took a move, and immediately pulled the Ink Scale King back, and in an instant, he withdrew from the range of the Ninth Spirit Mountain.

As long as they withdraw from the range of the Ninth Spirit Mountain, the gatekeepers will not be able to chase them out against them, and can only stop and wave their hands.

Poof!

The Jade King was holding the dying Ink Scale King in one hand, but he was protruding a mouthful of blood, his face was pale to a few points, and the gray dead air covered his body like silk threads, which seemed to be integrated into his blood, and it looked extremely terrifying on the surface.

(To be continued.) )