Ling Tiansu's speed did not decrease at all, and he sped away in the opposite direction of Wu Ying's place.

The giant ghost's body shook violently, and the fist that was pressed against Wu Ying and the giant pit actually loosened a little.

The giant ghost roared angrily, and grabbed his other hand to his waist, regardless of the golden thunder scorching his palm to pitch black, and also pulled out the thunder wrapped around his waist.

Ling Tiansu snorted coldly with disdain, it was not only thunder frost, but also ordinary thunder.

Thunder Frost, as its name suggests, this thunder is an ancient god thunder, which naturally contains more than just one attribute of Lei Yuan.

The palm of his left hand was spread out, and the delicate and short Winter Knife landed steadily on his palm.

The cold and cold intent and the short knife fused together, and soon condensed a sword intent that was extremely cold and frosty.

Ling Tiansu slashed out a knife with his backhand, and this knife fell on the thunder on the giant ghost's waist, and it actually formed a complementary trend in an instant.

The giant ghost's palm froze tightly with the golden thunder around his waist under the heavy frost.

Ling Tiansu put away his knife and galloped again.

The old national teacher saw this scene vividly, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

The blue-blooded sword in his hand left his palm, and under the control of his mind, the blue-blooded sword broke through the wind, and with the sharp roar of the sword, it turned into a straight sword light, and cruelly stabbed on the other arm of the demon god behind him.

The Demon God's body is huge, and one arm alone is like a lying mountain.

If you know each other, the blue-blooded sword is like an insignificant woman's embroidery needle.

But it was this slender sword like an embroidery needle that made the appearance of the demon god burst into a cry of pain.

The arm that was stabbed by the sword, the green tendons burst out, and it was clenched fiercely!

The white ghost god head in his hand directly exploded into countless pieces.

The earth cracked again with a hundred-mile-long crack, and the stone barrier fell into the crack.

In the crack, there was an incomparably hot and evil aura, and a headless ghost seemed to crawl out of the abyss of hell.

This ghost god is not as huge as the first giant ghost's body, but his speed is extremely fast, his arm is extremely long, like the arm of a ghost, extending infinitely, and it is actually a Ling Tiansu who slowly pulled away the giant ghost body in the sky in the palm of his hand!

Ling Tiansu couldn't react, only to feel that his vision suddenly darkened, and an incomparably hot breath came from his body, and he was already held fiercely.

The ghost god who crawled out of the crack in the ground fell to the ground on three limbs, and held Ling Tiansu tightly in the palm of his hand with one limb.

His legs were extremely short, like an enlarged version of a dwarf, but his arms were extremely long, more than ten times longer than his entire body.

The other arm was propped up on the ground, and the short, thick legs kicked hard.

It rushed into the sky with Ling Tiansu's body like an arrow from the string.

Ling Tiansu's entire body was wrapped in this scorching and evil palm.

He couldn't hear the wind or anything else, but he could feel himself soaring, losing contact with the golden thunder that was so tightly connected to his feet.

The golden thunder frost did not have the support of the source of strength, and it did not need to use much force from the giant ghosts, and it dispersed on its own.

The giant ghost had no head, and he didn't know from which part of his body it was roaring.

The fist that crushed Wu Ying's body was crushed in the pit again without being affected by the outside world.

The already deep crater collapsed frantically again.

National Teacher Tianming pinched his eyebrows a little tiredly, trying to pinch some of the hideous vertical marks that were constantly spreading.

Although I know that this is just useless work, I can still ask for some psychological comfort.

His time was running out, and he had to deal with the two of them as quickly as possible, and then throw them into the sealed barrier.

With the help of his compatriots, he could hold on for a little more time to capture the female disciple of the Hehuan Sect who had been marked by the ghost wolf he had planted, blast away her primordial spirit, and then rip off her skin and replace it.

Since he is the body of the Star Lord, he is naturally qualified to carry his soul.

In this way, he will be able to stir up the general situation in this world without restraint, add war firewood, and smooth the way for him to set foot on the day of the Hades!

At that time, he will be the first person in the underworld through the ages, the hero who brought hundreds of millions of compatriots away from the land of the Nine Cold Bones, who would dare to question his identity!

Thinking of the distant and beautiful future, a yearning smile couldn't help but appear on the indifferent face of the national teacher Tianming.

But the smile only appeared on his face for a short moment, and then he retracted it.

If you want to achieve the Great Dao, now, you must first solve the two people in front of you.

He could even faintly smell the smell of decay emanating from his own body.

There is also the smell of the rapid spread of the poison of the ghost baby in the body.

If these two people are allowed to develop, even if there is absolute realm suppression, he will still become more and more dangerous.

National Teacher Tianming couldn't help but sigh.

Time......

was originally an underworld with an endless lifespan, but when it came to him, it became the most extravagant thing.

Looking over there with a calm gaze, one was about to be carried to the sky by the ghosts, and the other was sinking into the earth inch by inch.

The troll's fist was still releasing this powerful power, and the earth outside the huge pit he smashed out was affected by this power, directly crumbling into countless blocks.

The water spring deep in the ground was directly squeezed into dozens of sky-high water columns by this huge force.

The roaring sound of the giant ghost's body continued to be heard, and suddenly... His voice stopped abruptly!

He was shaken, and his fists could no longer sink with his body to the ground.

Above his fist, there was a muffled sound, and then the huge headless body as big as a mountain shook violently for a moment......

The massive body ejected straight from the ground and flew upside down into the sky.

Wu Ying raised his fist and stood up from the pit with an indifferent expression.

His face was covered in blood, and his pale cheeks were constantly dripping with scarlet liquid.

The black clothes were already soaked with blood gushing from the wounds on his shoulders and arms.

As he walked, beads of blood dripped from the hem of his clothes and seeped into the shattered earth beneath him.

The national teacher Tianming's eyes were incredibly round, and his body stiffened involuntarily.

Wu Ying hooked her lips, her eyes were as cold as frost.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood that kept spilling from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, but who knew that the more he wiped, the more he wiped, the more his chin was dyed red.

He simply lowered his arm and let the blood flow.

He glanced indifferently at the ghost god in the sky who had turned into a little bit and was holding Ling Tiansu, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Soon he calmly withdrew his gaze, and then looked up at the giant ghost above his head who had been knocked away by his punch and was now on the verge of falling.

Wu Ying's gaze was piercing like a blade, and he jumped forward, leaping to a place higher than the ghost god.

Then adjust your body posture in mid-air, tilt down, and punch again!

The giant ghost was headless and naturally eyeless, but he could feel Wu Ying's attack.

With a roar, he swung his fist at him.

Wu Ying's blood-stained black-robed hunting, under that terrifying fist wind, the night wind and dark clouds in the sky behind him were all shaken away.

He looked at the fist that was swung at him, and showed a disdainful sneer, the fist straight down.

A large fist slammed into each other.

With one of them and one ghost as the center, in the distant sky, a sweeping ring qi wave erupted.

The giant ghost wailed, and the crack of fried beans came from his thick arms.

The muscles on his arms seemed to have been broken down from within, bursting into countless blood clots.

The huge body was invincible to the power of the opponent's punch, and fell miserably to the ground.

And above the huge body like a mountain, the thin young figure followed closely.

With a fist to a fist, his body turned into a black straight line, slamming him to the ground.

This time, the big hole that was smashed was really more than ten times bigger than Fang Cai.

Wu Ying half-squatted on top of the giant ghost's body, and pressed his fist tightly against his limp fist.

No matter how hard the trolls struggled, they couldn't get up.

The blood on Wu Ying's face dried up, but it was quickly soaked and soaked by the fresh blood.

Beads of blood dripped down his sharp chin and were exposed to the black clothes at the neckline, and they were quickly absorbed and seeped into the black clothes.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the headless ghost beneath him.

Suddenly, he chuckled.

"Look at what I found, isn't this the main hall of one of the sixteen ghost gods of the Hell Division, how did it fall into your hands. ”

He had a deep smile on his face, and his dark eyes were deep emotions that he couldn't fathom.

However, at this moment, his face is even darker than his... It's the national teacher Tianming.

He had already stood up from the ground, staring at Wu Ying with heavy eyes, and asked, "Why do you know so much about the things of the netherworld?"

The national teacher was shocked in his heart, as if he had recognized a new species, and this species seemed to be able to become his nemesis.

His tone was quiet, "Even if you are really innocent, even if you are really a reincarnation, you have seen countless flowers bloom and have witnessed countless reincarnations, but what you have entered is the world after all......! You know everything about the netherworld like that?!"

Shouldn't......

Shouldn't......

The netherworld has rules of the netherworld.

Whether it is the Hell Division or the Sixteen Ghost Temple, it is a secret thing that only those who have the status of a ghost or above in the Netherworld will know.

Because the sixteen ghosts and gods are all little ghosts that were raised and fed by the ghost king himself, and they were fed into ghosts and gods in the main hall step by step.

This is the ghost king's means of hiding the year, and non-close people can't know about it!

Tianming, the national teacher, is the son of the ghost king, so he naturally knows the specific location of the sixteen ghost temples.

But Wu Ying...... How do you know and recognize it at a glance?

This kid is even more eccentric than the Wuqi evil back then!

Wu Ying had already raised his arm as he spoke, calmly blocking a fist raised by the giant ghost.

When his arm was reversed, he turned into a grasp, his three fingers formed into a clasped claw, and his backhand was tightly clasped into the giant ghost's fist.

With a sneer on his face, there was a crack of bone cracking in his fist, which was larger than his pale, slightly thin hand, and soon the clenched fist fell like a puddle of mud.