As the original fluctuation of the Yuan Shen became stronger, Ding Yan found that the dead and silent Netherworld seemed to be 'alive'.

A roar came from far and near, and the terrifying power echoed in the sky above the dead city, and almost all the ghosts hidden in the dead city were revealed.

The entire Netherworld City instantly presented a situation of demons dancing wildly.

Bang!

With a bang, a powerful shock wave spread out, and the decaying house collapsed in an instant, and the ground cracked a crack.

"Medium-term strength of Ningzhen"

Feeling the strength of this punch, Ding Yan took a deep breath.

Sure enough, the closer you get to the center, the stronger the ghost thing becomes.

On the other side, a ghost thing that looks like a human and not a human, and a demon and not a demon stands in the void, saying that it is a human because it has a human face, but it is impossible for a human warrior to have three hands.

said that it was a demon, because the other party's body was covered with snake scales.

The defense of the snake scales was extremely strong, and Ding Yan's punch did not break through the opponent's defense.

"Human blood is always the most delicious thing, and your blood is ten or a hundred times more delicious than this seat imagined."

The ghost creature stretched out a long, scarlet tongue and licked its lips, making a cold sound.

"Can talk?" Ding Yan was surprised in his heart, this was the first time he had encountered a ghost that could speak to a human being.

"Are you surprised why Monza speaks?" the ghost creature showed a hint of aftertaste, "There was a human who was swallowed alive by Monza before, and his memories were naturally absorbed by Monza, but unfortunately, he didn't taste the delicious taste from blood carefully."

It showed a look of regret, as if it was regretting its own impatience at that time.

Immediately, a trace of heat flashed in its eyes, "However, now this seat has to be careful, careful, and slowly taste your blood, quack."

Ding Yan's face remained unchanged, but showed a smile, "I learned quite quickly, but I don't know if you have drunk your own blood?"

"What?"

The ghost was stunned.

The Qiankun Dao Sutra operated, and the breath belonging to the Xingchen Yuan God on his body all faded, and then, a terrifying aura of yin and evil broke out of his body, Ding Yan's black hair flew, his long robe hunted, his eyes were like hell ghosts, and his eyes revealed endless indifference.

"Now what do you think, what about the blood of this seat?"

The ghost thing's pupils shrank, obviously shocked by Ding Yan's sudden burst of momentum, "How is it possible, you are a human being, how can you exude such a pure demonic aura, could it be that you are the reincarnation of the ghost king and demon king?"

The demon race, the ghost world, the level is stricter than that of humans, the strong can completely dominate the weak, even if the weak are directly sacrificed, even if the weak are reluctant, they dare not resist, of course, the premise is that the strong have to come up with strong enough strength.

"Oh, how can you confirm that this seat is the reincarnation of the ghost king or the demon king" Ding Yan's heart moved, this Netherworld City has existed for an unknown number of years, and there must be some secrets of ancient times, middle ages, and even ancient times.

The ghost thing's body trembled, and it seemed to be recalled by Ding Yan's words, "The demon path of the human race, at the beginning of the primordial, was just a kind of cultivation method left by the demon race in order to better rule the human race, and the human race, I have to admit that there are also many peerless powerhouses among them, they completely modified the exercises left by the demon race, eliminated all the roots of the demon race, and left only the method of cultivating the demon qi, but the demon qi they practiced was far less pure than you, an adult."

Ding Yan thought thoughtfully, "What about the Ghost King?"

"Ghost King?"

The ghost thing seemed to think of something, his body trembled, and his three hands swayed non-stop, "Ghost King, Ghost King, you can't be the Ghost King!!"

In the last sentence, it suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a roar, its body suddenly rose up, like a huge ape, one of its arms smashed down at Ding Yan, and its terrifying power was even stronger than that of the elder of the Transformation God Sect in the middle of the Condensation True Realm.

"Ghost King, it is impossible for the Ghost King to be reincarnated as a human being, no matter who you are, give this seat to die!"

Ding Yan's eyes showed one black and one white, yin and yang rotated, the five fingers were stretched into claws, and the palms that were as white as jade were completely shrouded in black aura.

"Mountain Ghost Fist"

A magical skill inherited from the gray gas is rumored to be the mastery of the Lingshan Ghost Emperor.

A punch was punched, and in a trance, the heaven and earth were filled with huge gloomy ghost mountains, densely packed, with no end in sight, a strong aura permeated, and terrifying energy radiated out in a fan shape.

"This is the breath of the Lingshan Ghost Emperor, impossible"

The ghost creature fell into madness, and a human face distorted in an instant, gradually evolving into a black mist, the mist rolled, and one of the faces could be faintly seen showing endless pain, struggling, hesitating.

"Destroy!"

Ding Yan's retracted fist instantly opened, turned his fist into a palm, and pressed it against the void in front of him.

Boom, the power of the primordial god manifested, and the endless vitality gathered from all directions, forming a palm that covered the sky, falling from the sky, the rich demonic qi escaped out, and the space oscillated, like a huge mountain suppressing down.

The strength of the ghost thing is indeed very strong, equivalent to the stability of the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, coupled with the strange transformation, it is comparable to the strength of Xiao Cheng, but for Ding Yan, as long as it does not reach the late stage of the Condensation Realm, it can be easily solved.

Airplanes!

A golden light poked out from the Purple Mansion, instantly absorbing the gray gas that the ghost had turned into.

Faintly, the word 'ghost' on the god list became a little clearer.

"It is impossible for the ghost king to be reincarnated as a human being, isn't it true that a human being turns into a ghost and falls into the ghost realm after death?"

Thinking carefully about the words of the ghost, Ding Yan's body moved, and he continued to move towards the center of the city.

City center.

"Open it for me!"

Jin Yundao's face froze, the terrifying power of the Yuan Shen emanated, and a small crack appeared in the space.

A crack in the space appeared, and the face of the Jinyun Dao person showed ecstasy, and he no longer hesitated, a golden primordial god walked out of his body, and at the center of the primordial god's eyebrows, a golden cloud pattern flickered.

"Golden clouds are cut off!"

The golden cloud is cut into the sky, and it has high-level supernatural powers, containing the artistic conception of seventh-level gold and the artistic conception of seventh-level clouds.

Two grandmaster-level artistic conceptions!

The strength of the people of the Golden Cloud Dao is even stronger than that of the Great Venerable of the Canghai Sea!

The golden cloud rune broke away from the center of the eyebrows, and was held in the hand by the primordial spirit of the golden cloud dao people, and directly cut out of the space where a crack was opened, like a sword light, like a sword, and the heavens and the earth were bright.

Hiss!

The spatial rift, which was originally only one finger wide, was suddenly torn open, and instantly spread to both sides, forming a spatial vortex of about three meters.

"The passage has finally opened, the inheritance of the Netherworld Saint, I, Xiao Yun, are here!" The primordial god returned to his physical body, and the Jinyun Daoist laughed wildly, and walked towards the spatial vortex.

Not long after the people of Jinyun Dao stepped in, a streamer shot from a distance, and the streamer manifested, revealing a young man with a cloak and some blood stains on his clothes.

"Jin Yun Lao'er, dare to deceive this prince, the day you go out will be your death!"

The young man is not the second prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who is Zhou Yanghong?