It's just that a small Qinghuo Cave has attracted the general of the ghost clan and the lord of the cold ice prison, how come there is another prince of the ghost clan, Chen Shaojun also felt a tricky situation at this time, but before he had time to think about it, Chen Shaojun heard a shocking roar in his ears.

At the same time, Chen Shaojun's heart was alarmed, and a strong sense of threat stimulated his hair, skin, and nerve endings.

Dangerous!

Chen Shaojun's heart sank, and he immediately grabbed Zhao Qingluo and retreated to the rear with a flicker.

And almost at the same time, boom, black smoke billowed out, and a metal sharp weapon was wrapped in a huge wave of ghost qi, surging and mighty, falling from the sky like a meteorite outside the sky, and slammed down heavily on the place where Chen Shaojun was originally standing.

In an instant, the originally hard earth cracked, silently collapsed and annihilated, and a huge crater with a radius of more than 20 zhang quickly appeared.

Under the impact of this force, even the teleportation circle under the palace group was also affected, and one of the large arrays made a crunching sound, and it was actually blasted out of a small gap by this force.

Seeing this scene, Chen Shaojun's eyelids jumped, and his pupils shrank sharply, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"This man is so terrifying."

Chen Shaojun's heart was awe-inspiring.

The formations involving space-time teleportation are almost all high-level formations, especially this one in the Qinghuo Cave, which is extremely powerful, if you want to damage the formation, unless you have the self-destruction core of the magic circle like Zhao Qingluo, the princess of the ghost clan, otherwise, it is not so easy to break through a corner.

Because this kind of giant magic circle itself is completely integrated, attacking one part is equal to attacking the whole, and the opponent can break through a corner with one blow, which means that his strength has reached the strength that can threaten the entire space-time teleportation circle.

And at this time, there is nothing more fearful than this.

"Big brother save me!"

Zhao Qingluo looked in the direction of the sky and suddenly shouted hoarsely.

And almost at the same time, bang, a figure fell from the sky, he was still high in the sky at the beginning, but in the blink of an eye, he fell in front of Chen Shaojun.

His feet landed, and at that moment, it seemed that there was a thousand gravity bursting out, booming, with those dark golden combat boots as the center, the entire earth where the Qinghuo Cave was located trembled violently, as if it could not withstand the power emanating from the soles of those feet.

Whew, the wind howled, and at that moment, everyone saw the figure that fell from the sky, his body was long, and he was wearing a snow-white robe, which was spotless, and his long hair hung down like a waterfall, swaying with the wind, making him exude an elegant aura in addition to the terrifying coercion.

But the most attractive thing is the black ghost head mask that the man wears on his face, which exudes a cold metallic luster under the dim sky, and under the mask, the only eyes that can be seen are cold and ruthless, cold and intimidating.

He just stood with his hands in his hands, and stood there at will, and a huge aura suddenly spread like a storm.

Compared with Zhao Qingluo, the figure in front of him is like a mountain and a sea, unfathomable, and it looks more and more terrifying.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

At the moment when this person appeared, there was an uproar, and there was a mountain cry all around, like a landslide and tsunami, and countless ghost clan armies fell to their knees.

The huge Green Fire Cave was silent.

At that moment, the white-clothed figure stood on the spot like a god, and its aura was huge.

"It's him!"

At the same time, on the other side, seeing the figure in front of him, Chen Shaojun and the little snail on his shoulder were violently shaken, and the figure in front of him was the young man in white that Chen Shaojun met in the Ghost Saint Realm.

"Why him? Why is he here? ”

Chen Shaojun was stunned, and his mind was in chaos.

The adventure in the realm of the ghost saint had a special meaning for Chen Shaojun, he always thought that the white-clothed young man wearing the ghost head was a Confucianism and Taoism like himself, but it was a pity that the two had no contact after they separated, but Chen Shaojun never thought that when he appeared again, he would be in such a face.

"His Royal Highness the Prince? Is he from the Oni Clan? ”

Chen Shaojun muttered to himself, stunned, this time he was unexpected.

When he was in the Ghost Saint Realm, Chen Shaojun had never felt the breath of the Ghost Clan in his body, and because of this, Chen Shaojun had never doubted him, but if he thought about it carefully, the Ghost Saint Realm itself was within the realm of the Ghost Clan, and the probability of the figure appearing there being a Ghost Clan was much higher than that of a human being.

It's just that for Chen Shaojun, this kind of truth has always been difficult to accept, for the young man in white, Chen Shaojun has always had a good impression, and when he was in the ghost saint realm, Chen Shaojun also received the precious ghost saint discourse from him, and the two sides also talked very happily, and they were friends rather than enemies.

But in front of him, looking at the young man in white who was standing in front of him, blocking his way, the two sides had already come to a hostile position.

The wind was howling, the air was surging, and almost at the same time, on the other side, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the mouth of everyone also noticed Chen Shaojun.

"Big brother, kill him!"

Zhao Qingluo suddenly shouted loudly, her expression was extremely hideous, as if as long as the person in front of her appeared, she could solve all problems.

However, the next moment, something happened that stunned Zhao Qingluo.

"We meet again."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was wearing a ghost head mask, suddenly spoke, his voice was flat and flat, neither high nor low, but he couldn't hear the slightest emotion at all.

"You're from the Oni Clan."

Chen Shaojun said in a daze, his heart was mixed, if possible, he would never want to go to such a point with the person in front of him.

"Yes."

The young man in white said lightly:

"I didn't expect that the person who destroyed the sacrificial ritual of the god of the underworld and destroyed the sacred tree on the banks of the Huangquan River would be you."

The young man in white looked very calm, compared to Chen Shaojun's five flavors and miscellaneous tastes, his expression was much calmer.

"You are the prince of the ghost clan...... the prince of the ghost clan, the prince of the ghost clan, Zhao Wanxiang."

In the dark, a thought flashed through his mind, Chen Shaojun remembered the legend about Zhao Wanxiang, the prince of the ghost clan, that he had heard on the road before, and suddenly understood something.

Zhao Wanxiang, the prince of the ghost clan, did not nod, but he also did not shake his head, with a noncommittal expression, it was obvious that Chen Shaojun was right.

"Big brother, do you know this kid?"

At this moment, the most shocked person was Zhao Qingluo, the princess of the ghost clan who was being held in the hands of Chen Shaojun.

She was still waiting for Zhao Wanxiang to come and start killing, but the situation in front of her was completely different from what she imagined, but the most incomprehensible thing for Zhao Qingluo was how could the eldest brother walk with this human being? The identities of the two are very different, and the eldest brother has never liked humans, how could he get acquainted with a human being, there are really too many doubts in Zhao Qingluo's heart.

"Big brother, this human has ruined my sacrificial ritual, and now our plans have been completely disrupted, and the doppelganger of the god of the underworld can't come because of him, I don't know how you met him, but no matter what, we must not let him leave here."

Zhao Qingluo suddenly said hoarsely.

She can't control it so much, anyway, no matter what, Chen Shaojun must die.

Hum, hearing that the pluto clone could not come, Zhao Wanxiang's brows couldn't help but froze.

"Did you do all this?"

Although it was a question, the tone seemed to have been firmly determined that it was Chen Shaojun's doing.

"It's a pity, you've already got the Ghost Saint Analect, it would be nice if you left the Ghost Clan's realm right now, but now ......, although it's a pity, I have to kill you."

Hum, as soon as Zhao Wanxiang's voice fell, a huge qi burst out from his body, and one of the spiritual forces suddenly locked on Chen Shaojun.

And almost at the same time, Qiang, a silver-white ancient long sword ejected from his scabbard, and under the traction of an invisible force, it was suspended in the void, and the sharp tip of the sword flickered, aiming at Chen Shaojun on the opposite side.

The temperature in the surrounding area dropped sharply, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

"Stinky boy, are you really so ruthless, do you really want to do it to me?"

On Chen Shaojun's shoulder, Xiao Snail finally couldn't help but shout loudly.

Chen Shaojun's expression at this time was also extremely solemn.

"Enough of Gary."

Chen Shaojun stopped Xiao Shao, although deep down he was not willing to draw a knife with Zhao Wanxiang, but the other party was the prince of the ghost clan, and his identity determined his position, and Chen Shaojun could feel that Zhao Wanxiang was not just talking, he would really kill himself.

"There's no room for maneuvering?"

Chen Shaojun said.

"If you hadn't destroyed our ghost clan's sacred tree, or ruined the plan for the arrival of the god of the underworld, maybe I could have let you go, but now-"

Zhao Wanxiang shook his head slightly.

Chen Shaojun's expression was solemn, and he already understood what he meant.

The heavens and the earth are quiet, all the sounds are silent, as far as Chen Shaojun's eyes can see, all the ghost clan armies in all directions are looking at him, and at the same time, they are also looking at Zhao Wanxiang, the prince of the ghost clan in front of him, everyone is waiting for Zhao Wanxiang's treatment, and even those powerhouses in the sky in the sky are also looking at Zhao Wanxiang.

Zhao Wanxiang's status in the ghost clan is far above that of the ghost princess Zhao Qingluo, and he is also deeply valued by the ghost king, and even the ghost clan general and the cold ice prison master and others are quite supportive of Zhao Wanxiang.

"In that case, I don't have anything to say, Your Royal Highness the Prince, this is the last page of the Ghost Saint Analects, and I will return it to you as well."

Chen Shaojun said, with a wave of his palm, he threw the black page over.

Zhao Wanxiang was silent for a moment, palmed his hand, and subconsciously grabbed the page, but at this time, Chen Shaojun suddenly made a move.

Bang!

Zhao Qingluo, the princess of the ghost clan who was carried by Chen Shaojun in her hand, was like a rag bag, and was thrown out by Chen Shaojun steeply, flying into the air more than ten meters high, and at the same time she flew out, Qiang, only to hear a crisp sword groan, a flying sword rose into the air, and shot straight towards his back heart.

At this time, Zhao Qingluo had already been restrained from the vital point of her whole body, and she couldn't move at all, if she was stabbed by the flying sword, she would almost definitely die.