The middle-aged man in black is naturally the 'ghost' in the mouth of Emperor Wu.

This mysterious powerhouse, although he is only a doppelganger of a 'middle-level Xuanzun' in Qingxiao, is enough to deter the crowd.

The ten 'Xuanzun Rank' old monsters who have been in the sky for more than a hundred years all have solemn expressions on their faces. This mysterious figure in front of you is very tricky. Even if they join forces, it is still unknown whether they will be able to win the battle.

The corners of the ghost's mouth showed a sneer, and it was obvious that he didn't take the ten old men in front of him in his eyes.

People who are middle-aged, regardless of temperament, have been smoothed out by the long river of time. It is like an angular stone, which will eventually turn into a smooth and clean pebble under the wind and rain.

The old people exchanged a look with each other and conveyed some kind of message to each other.

Each other, nodded to each other, and the waves of mysterious qi poured out.

The four Chu State Xuanzun stepped forward first, and the whole body burned with red flames, and the four of them came out with their palms, like thunder, roaring.

"Burning the sky!"

Eight huge pillars of fire erupted from the hands of the four people, intertwining together to form a huge flame tornado. The air around them became scorching.

In the face of such a fierce attack, the ghost's face finally showed a look of attention.

With both palms together, the black light condensed into a black mirror.

"Secretly, the dark devil is back!"

With a loud shout, the black mirror was suspended in front of the ghost.

The flame tornado came into the sky, hit the black mirror, and made a 180-degree turn and rebounded.

Everyone was shocked, the old man in black from the Jin Kingdom had brown mangs on his hands.

His hands pressed the ground, and the brown light sank into the ground like a tree taking root.

"Tu Dun, Baizhang Cliff!"

The earth rumbled loudly, and the entire surrounding mausoleum shook like a landslide and the ground cracked. A huge stone wall, from under the ground, quickly drilled out of the ground and blocked in front of everyone.

"Boom!"

The flame tornado bombarded the stone wall, making a loud noise, and the originally cyan stone wall, as the flame tornado intensified, was slowly burned into a red color.

The face of the old man in black was gradually covered with fine beads of sweat, which obviously consumed a great deal of mystical power.

The flame tornado was finally exhausted, and the old man in black let out a breath, his face was a little pale, and it was obvious that the loss was extremely great.

"Don't waste my time, let's go together!"

The ghost hooked his finger at the ten old men, his expression extremely disdainful and frivolous.

The old men glanced at each other, took out their respective weapons from the spatial rings, and rushed out.

The colorful light in mid-air bloomed like fireworks. The 'Xuanzun' powerhouses are the most powerful Xuanquan. In the past, they fought against each other for a long time for their own country. But when faced with this kind of Qingxiao disaster, they did not hesitate to choose to join forces.

The flames broke through the sky, the thunder fell to the ground, the earth dragon swept, the wind tiger roared, the golden sword split the mountain, and the green vines were bound, and the powerful mystical forces of the six different attributes were transformed into energy entities and pounced on the ghosts.

The ghost looked up and glanced in the air, and the handprint flipped to form a strange handprint. Black gas lingered around him, like curling smoke.

"Dark Demon Dance!"

Six wisps of green smoke transformed into six demons holding black iron shields. The demons each let out a loud roar and rushed towards the six terrifying energies.

The Black Iron Shield pushed forward, blocking the six streams of energy. The qi in the chests of the ten old men surged, increasing the output of Xuan Li.

The six demons are as immobile as a mountain, no matter how the 'Xuanzun powerhouses' exert their strength, they just can't help them.

"Oh no, they're absorbing our mystical power!"

An old man in red suddenly let out a loud roar, and then hurriedly removed the output of Xuan Li, and the other old men woke up like a dream and also withdrew their attacks in turn.

"Oh, did you find out so soon?" the ghost's face showed a hint of surprise, and then smiled, "But that's enough." ”

With a wave of his hand, the six demons each returned to the ghost's body, and six powerful energy streams fed back into the ghost's body, and the energy in his Xuanfu was full again.

"I won't play with you anymore, Bendi is going to do business. After the ghost finished speaking, a wisp of black gas floated on his hand.

The black qi condensed, and it turned into a blood-red sword.

"Escape in the dark, blood-drinking sword technique!"

The figure turned into a wisp of black smoke, and the ghost's figure disappeared in place. Ten old men formed a circle, facing outward, staring warily around.

"Do you think you'll be able to escape death like this?" the ghost's cold voice fell from the sky. A few wisps of black smoke slowly descended.

A blood-colored sword light swept through the neck of an old man, and in just a moment, the blood in the old man's body was instantly sucked clean. The body turned into a dried corpse, and the old man slowly collapsed, completely lifeless.

The ghost thus used this as a breakthrough, armed with a blood-red sword, and slaughtered into the crowd.

The blood-colored long sword in his hand suddenly sprouted barbs one after another, densely covered with long swords. Rushing left and right, the blood-colored sword stabbed through an old man. The blood was immediately drained, and the old man left this world forever with pain on his face.

"If it goes on like this, it's not a way!

Between two fires. An old man from the Chu State, with red flames flashing all over his body, roared loudly, detonating his dantian. Rather than being drained of blood and killed in vain, it is better to choose to blow yourself up and let the ghost be injured when you are dying.

The remaining eight old men have already solved life and death, and behind them are nearly 10,000 juniors, and at this moment, they must not choose to retreat.

The eight old men regarded death as home, and successively blew up their dantian, eight explosions, like the eruption of eight volcanoes, and a powerful force blew out a large crater as deep as a thousand meters in the surrounding land.

The force of the impact after the explosion came to the face. Nearly 10,000 warriors retreated dozens of meters in unison.

On the face of Nangong Biwu, the king of Chu, two lines of tears were left in an instant. Among the four old men who fell in the Chu State were his father and uncle.

I thought that the ghost would definitely die this time, but I never thought that after such a terrible explosion, his clothes were torn and his body was bruised, and he appeared in front of everyone again.

"How is that possible?" Ye Junlin roared.

The qi on the ghost's body was less than one-tenth of what it was before, and even so, his combat power was still terrifying.

"It's really careless, I didn't expect that after ten thousand years, there would be such a group of crazy people in the Qingxiao Spiritual Domain. The ghost laughed to himself and shook his head.

"You give me death!"

Nangong Biwu, the king of Chu, roared, holding a long knife burning with raging fire, jumped up, and slashed at the head of the ghost.

"Be careful, King!"

Yang Yuji was shocked, and there was an extra golden longbow in his hand, and he took the bow and arrows, and three golden arrows broke through the air