All the sect forces and monks personally took out the spirit stones in their private collections and smashed them, turning them into rich spiritual energy for the Netherworld Dao Venerable, the Ghost King, Tang Hu, and the Black Villain to quickly absorb them, and they were extremely looking forward to the first three quickly recovering their strength and letting the latter control the spaceship with all their might.

Everyone united as one, and with all their efforts, they immediately played a huge role, and the effect was immediate, especially the two Jiuding alchemists of Danshen Mountain who accompanied them this time took out two nine-grade healing pills and one nine-grade pill to replenish soul energy, and after giving them to the Netherworld Dao Venerable, Tang Hu and the Ghost King, the injuries of the three of them improved greatly, and under the condition of sufficient spiritual energy to replenish the energy in the body, the strength quickly recovered seventy or eighty.

At this time, Wu Zhikun also saw that everyone on the spaceship had decided, and in addition to being angry, he began to attack the protective shield with all his might. The silver mask began to become more and more dim at the speed that everyone could see, and the black villain was able to output the demon yuan replenishment with all his strength, and it was difficult to keep up with the consumption of the silver mask. This is still a pile of various pills that replenish the demon yuan and true yuan around him, and there are constantly people crushing the spirit stones into spiritual energy for him to absorb. Otherwise, he would have been squeezed dry, and if the protective shield was only consumed and not replenished, the time to hold on would be even shorter.

After the Netherworld Dao Venerable, Tang Hu and the Ghost King recovered seventy or eighty percent of their strength, the Netherworld Dao Venerable, the Ghost and the Ghost King flew out of the spaceship and fought Wu Zhikun again, while Tang Hu stayed in the spaceship and waited for the opportunity to sneak attack.

After a big battle, after three or four breaths, the Netherworld Dao Venerable and the ghost barely played a role, and they were seriously injured again, and even fell into a dying state, but fortunately, the ghost king worked hard again and again regardless of life and death, and her assimilation and filth power were extremely strange and powerful, which made Wu Zhikun fearful, and the two barely escaped back into the spaceship.

At this time, the ghost king incarnated countless times, covering the sky and the sun, regardless of his own consumption, he kept rushing towards Wu Zhikun densely, which was clearly a dead posture, but Wu Zhikun was calm and relaxed, and constantly used various spatial powers such as exile and strangulation to consume the ghost king's clone.

I don't know if I was worried that the Little Demon Realm would be broken by Tang Hu again, not to mention that the Little Demon Realm would be damaged, which would make my mind suffer concussion and trauma again, so Wu Zhikun was not in a hurry to release the Demon Ghost King of the Little Demon Realm.

In fact, Wu Zhikun is not in a hurry at all.

In his opinion, on this void meteorite hundreds of millions of miles away from the True Mortal World, how could there be an accident, and how could an accident happen. Even if you wait for hundreds, even thousands of years, there is no chance that any living beings will come here.

As for the spaceship repaired and flown away from here, it is even more impossible, because he had already made corresponding arrangements on this meteorite eight years ago, and no spaceship could take off.

At this moment, countless ghosts suddenly began to frantically converge towards Wu Zhikun's location, and in an instant, a ghost city of thousands of zhang in size was formed, enveloping Wu Zhikun in it.

At the same time, Tang Hu, who was suspended in the airspace with the Purple Heart Sword on his feet, received a soul thought from the Ghost King, and without saying a word, he flew out of the spaceship, and when the human sword was united, it turned into a giant sword of ten zhang and stabbed at Wu Zhikun.

The greatsword was incredibly fast, and almost as soon as it moved, it appeared in front of Ghost City and stabbed into it.

Boom ――――――

Under the terrifying sword intent, Ghost City was directly split in half, but Wu Zhikun in the middle of Ghost City was also stabbed by the giant sword, and he was torn apart on the spot and died on the spot.

However, Tang Hu, who rushed out from the other end, lifted the state of unity of human and sword, stepped on the Purple Heart Sword, staggered, crumbling, and extremely pale looked extremely ugly at this time. Not only because killing Wu Zhikun was too smooth, but also because there was no soul body floating out of Wu Zhikun's body that was stabbed by him just now. He didn't think that his sword intent would be able to kill a Dao Venerable's late-stage soul form in an instant, and even if he did, there should be soul energy escaping out.

Sure enough, at this moment, a wild laugh suddenly sounded in the meteorite mid-air, and a figure appeared out of thin air, looking at Tang Hu and the ghost king who was shrinking into a human form with a sarcastic expression, and said: "What a sharp sword intent, what a sword path saint with a clear sword heart, no wonder he was able to break through the little demon realm before." The deity was in it before, and he didn't see it clearly, but this time he watched from the sidelines, but he could see it clearly, but he didn't expect it to be the sword path saint son with a clear sword heart, and he obtained the sword intent inheritance of the Dao Venerable Perfection Realm, but it's a pity! It's a pity that even if you swallow more cherished pills, it is impossible to perform an attack like the one just now in a short period of time, because the blow just now has already caused your soul body to be severely damaged. If you are promoted to the early stage of Dao Venerable in time, even if the deity is perfect, I am afraid that it will not be your opponent. But now you're going to be my slave, hahaha――――――"

This figure is not Wu Zhikun, but I don't know what kind of magical power he used just now, and he actually deceived the Ghost King and Tang Hu.

In the midst of wild laughter, Wu Zhikun stepped out and appeared in front of the ghost king who had re-transformed into a human form, and the nine demon flowers the size of ten zhang in his hand appeared, covering the ghost king.

The Ghost King didn't dodge, a pair of beautiful and bewitching silver eyes flashed with a palpitating absoluteness, but his body became larger and deformed in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a strange altar about the same size as the Nine Demon Flowers.

Almost at the moment when the Ghost King was turned into an altar, the Nine Demon Flowers were draped over this strange altar.

Buzz――――――

The Nine Demon Flowers suddenly trembled, and they immediately collapsed, turning into bits of purple light that were absorbed by the altar, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Wu Zhikun's face changed slightly, the Demon Dao vein's extremely domineering Nine Demon Flower Sealing Divine Power was so weirdly broken, and more importantly, he sensed a trace of the inexplicable law power from the altar that made him feel frightened at the moment when the Nine Demon Flowers collapsed just now.

He didn't know, or no one knew, that this strange altar was a forbidden spell of the ghost clan that only the Ghost King could perform—the Ghost Sacrifice.

Using his own soul energy as a raw material and a source of power, he forcibly sacrificed the enemy to the netherworld where he was located, and guided the powerful power of the netherworld to destroy the enemy in an inexplicable way.

In fact, if Hua Xia Jiu is fully recognized by the Netherworld and completely becomes the master of the Netherworld, then the Ghost King will perform ghost sacrifices, and the creatures forcibly sacrificed are not only sacrificed to the Netherworld itself, but also to the master of the Netherworld - the Hades King or the God of Hades, that is, Huaxia Jiu.

PS: I have a cold, my head is groggy, and I am uncomfortable to death, and this third more is not more difficult than to write. Alas―――――― only ask for support, ask for monthly tickets, ask for red tickets, ask for praise, ask for subscriptions――――――-