When the heaven and earth were not opened, the four directions were a vast and boundless chaotic qi, which gave birth to three thousand groups of chaotic essence, these essences are the initial source power between heaven and earth, the power is boundless, after a long period of evolution, finally gave birth to three thousand terrible chaos demon gods, roaring thousands of miles in the universe, crossing countless star fields, leaving many earth-shattering legends.

The three thousand demon gods are born and raised by the spirit seed, protected by heaven and earth, with supreme magic power, their longevity is almost infinite, if it were not for a series of wars between each other, which led to great changes in the universe, the three thousand demon gods would not have fallen one by one, nor would they have evolved into such a colorful world prototype as now.

This is all due to the rules of heaven and earth, and in the rumors, there are three thousand avenues in heaven and earth, which correspond to the body of three thousand demon gods, and each demon god controls the ultimate power of a great avenue, which can be called the supreme peak. No matter how amazing and brilliant the later people are, their awareness and mastery of the Three Thousand Great Dao do not surpass these demon gods.

Among the three thousand demon gods, there is a demon god named Baxia, who is rumored to have endless strength, full power can carry a star field, its shape is almost impossible to see the edge, often hidden in the deepest part of chaos, his back flows the vast river of chaos. But the tyrant has a light heart, and his favorite thing in his life is to sleep, often sleeping for thousands of years, but when he wakes up, he will stretch his stiff muscles and limbs, and at that time countless stars will be shaken down by the movement he tosses, and his habitat will also be shattered into nothingness.

Later, the Demon God of Domination fell unexpectedly, and the remaining trace of spiritual blood was sprinkled between the four heavens and the earth, giving birth to many spiritual species with the power of their bloodlines and multiplying to this day.

Among them, there is a strange beast called 'Gan Tuan', which is one of the nine sons born to the dragon in the myth of oral transmission among mortals, and its power is infinite. It can carry the three mountains and five mountains to parade the world, so in the murals carved in the world, the image of the swagger is often carried by a huge stone pillar and a stone tablet.

In fact, this myth is wrong, the true identity of the Gang is one of the bloodlines of the Demon God, although it has a dragon-like dragon. But it has nothing to do with the dragon clan at all, it's just that mortals don't know the origin, and they make it up and add it before it is handed down.

The strange beast appeared on the desolate continent in ancient times, leaving behind the immortal art of inheritance, the method of the beast to enter the Tao with force, a brute force There are few rivals in the world, it can be said that it has embarked on the same road as the demon god, although they are all broken by force.

However, in addition to the essence of the true and complete method of the swag, only a small part of the other bloodlines that have been bred have been inherited. What the Jiang family got was just a fragment of the Harvest Method, but even if it was like the tip of the iceberg, the Harvest Technique was infinitely powerful, and it could be called a peerless divine technique.

Several generations of heroic figures of the Jiang family have exhausted their life's work, but they have only realized a little bit of its power, and imprinted it in this divine furnace, as long as they provide enough spiritual energy, they can show a wisp of supreme divine power.

The illusory beast that towered into the top of the sea of clouds was a stump, and it was just a fragment after all. If you don't master the most quintessential divine arts, it is still difficult to truly manifest the image of the true appearance of the strange beast. But this state also made the peerless monster of the yellow-eyed zombie feel a sense of fear.

The power of the mountain and the sea can reach the sky, and if you stomp down, it is really much better than the power of a real mountain range, and you dare not compete head-on as strong as a yellow-eyed zombie. What can be done with the steel and iron bones of a body, if you are not directly stepped into the flesh, you will be seriously injured and dying.

The yellow-eyed zombie did not retreat at this moment, but rushed forward fiercely, and the dark and inky rolling corpse qi behind him seemed to be boiling, and he controlled a dragon-like black qi into the high sky. The monstrous corpse aura shrouded the sky, and the scenery of heaven and earth, which had a trace of regaining a sense of clarity, once again fell into a dim and gloomy atmosphere.

The yin wind roared, the ghost was aura, the corpse land was originally a desolate and strange scene, and then it was rendered like this, almost with the real netherworld, the corpses wandering around roared again and again, like groups of brutal ghosts came to the world, out of the thirst for blood, the action of these zombies increased significantly.

Not to mention what kind of encounter and battle happened between the yellow-eyed zombie rushing into the clouds and the strange beast transformed by the aura, the battle between the ghost path master and the old man of the Jiang family was already in full swing here, almost shattering the void, and the old man was even more angry, vowing to kill the ghost path master without stopping.

A sword crosses the sky, as if turning into a majestic purple sea of light, the old man stands on a mighty purple god Jiao, his white hair dances in the wind, he is not young, but at this moment, the fluctuation of qi and blood is quite strong, and a few wrinkles that climb up his cheeks have also disappeared, and a long-lost young heroic posture appears on his body, as if he has returned to the old man's most glorious green years, full of spirit, unparalleled demeanor, and a terrible coercion that surpasses all things.

There was an inextinguishable surging thunder in the sea of purple light under his feet, emitting a deafening lightning and thunder, this was not the power of the old man's own cultivation, but the power of the purple divine sword in his hand, and with the blessing of rolling mana, the thunder essence power in the purple sun thunder iron was forced out, and its power was not under the thunder power.

Countless corpse qi ghost mist melted and collapsed in this purple wave of light, but the ghost path master didn't seem to be moved at all, just sneered faintly as always, and it was extremely poignant to the ears.

"Boom" The ghost path master took the initiative to attack, and the real body carried a hundred zhang gray mist to kill in the air, a pair of skinny and bone, there was no trace of normal human flesh and blood feeling in the palm of the mist, turning into a pair of ten-zhang blue iron ghost claws to tear the void, and the cold corpse evil qi surged like a black mist, turning into a terrifying black canopy.

The old man was unmoved, his eyes were calm and terrifying, the purple Jiao roared under his feet, and the purple divine sword in his hand burst out with an earth-shattering killing force, directly slashing at the center of the gray mist.

The speed of the "ding" ghost path master was faster, although a pair of ghost claws were huge, they were not affected in any way, and they were directly blocked in front, and the purple sword slashed on the ghost claws, only splashing a few wisps of sparks, and did not cause too many traces.

"Boom" The ghost claw reversed, grabbed the purple divine sword and suddenly unleashed a huge force. Wanting to snatch it from the old man's hands, the sword qi on the divine sword only caused some damage to the corpse qi on the ghost claws, but the ghost dao master himself was unharmed.

The divine sword forged from the divine gold that has been tempered thousands of times is also imprinted with the power of the old man's own laws, and when the two break out together, they can't help the opponent. This somewhat surprised the old man.

I didn't expect the strength of this ghost path master to be so terrifying.

The divine sword trembled slightly, as if it was groaning uneasily, and on the blue and iron-colored ghost claws, the hideous grimaces that changed were manifested one by one, these were the countless yin soul qi that died under the ghost path masters, and each of them was full of resentment, and such a heavy oppressive force was continuously transmitted to the ghost claws.

Terrible grimaces, old and young, male or female. There was such a hypocritical smile on the face of every Yin Spirit, and even in the state of resentment that sank into the boundless sea of misery after death, and could not be reborn, they still had that seemingly satisfied smile on their faces.

Blood and tears poured out of the Yin Soul's eyes one by one, and these poor Yin Souls surrounded the purple divine sword, and although the breath of the Extreme Yang made them feel a heart-rending sense of fear, it still rushed into the countless sword rays uncontrollably.

"Take your life!"

"Give me back!"

"Help me!"

"You're going to die!" a scream came from the mouth of the ghost, as if thorns were piercing into the old man's eardrums. Even if the ears are closed for the first time, it has no effect, and these sounds seem to come from the depths of the soul. It can go straight to the most original place of the cultivator.

Many Yin Souls were dissolved by the sword light that erupted from the Divine Sword, but countless Yin Souls continued to evolve and separate from the ghost claws, and in the case of one or the other, the light on the surface of the purple divine sword cast by the divine object had a hint of darkness, and the divine power in the Purple Sun Thunder Iron was limited.

While killing the Yin Spirit, these supreme thunder forces are also disappearing. As long as the origin of the Divine Iron is not damaged, these evil and evil thunder powers will gradually return to their best state, but it will take a while to recover as before.

The old man was very distressed when he saw it, if these supreme and yang thunder powers were consumed, then the restraint of this divine sword against the yin and evil qi would disappear. God knows how many boundless killings this ghost path master has created, and how many yin souls he has collected, so he doesn't know how much the other party is consuming, and every time he loses a trace of thunder power, then the balance of victory will be tilted a little in favor of the ghost path master.

After a stalemate for a moment, the old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, he withdrew the power of the purple divine sword, and pressed it down with a big hand, and the power of the Jiang family's supreme mastery was increased to the maximum in an instant, and he chose to compete with the other party against each other.

"It's a good time!" "The ghost dao master seemed to be waiting for this moment, after the suppressive power of the purple divine sword on him disappeared, his dao xing was able to exert his full strength, a pair of ghost claws turned the world upside down, dancing impermeable, shooting out dozens of zhang of cyan ghostly light, rendering the world and the world turquoise.

But he also underestimated the Jiang family's peerless power, the cyan ghost aura not only failed to break the other party's big hand suppression, but was dissolved by an irresistible strange force, the strange power exuded by the old man's big hand was even more powerful than the divine sword, and when it was suppressed with one palm, there was an irresistible force that pressed his body and the gray mist almost collapsed.

The power of the Jiang family's cactus is extraordinary, this is one of the mastery of their Zhen clan, and under the unguarded hand, it makes the ghost path master also secretly suffer a small loss, if it is not for the general who feels a trace of danger and stops in time, a pair of green iron ghost claws will be shattered.

"A little ghost domain tricks, what qualifications do you have to compete with my Jiang family's supernatural powers, and you will die today without a place to be buried. The old man shouted happily and began to attack with all his might, his palm was as continuous as the water of a river, and his real body was extremely fierce in his attack.

In the old man's subconscious, he has already connected the ghost path master with Qin Zhao, thinking that this person is Qin Zhao's elder, as long as this person is captured, are you still afraid of a little Qin Zhao, not only can the Jiang family's previous lost dignity and face be recovered, but it is even more joyful to kill a ghost path demon that everyone shouts and beats.

"You want to kill me, then these shrimp soldiers and crabs will all die first!" the ghost master retorted with compassion, without the slightest emotion, and his tone was cold and terrifying.

As soon as the words fell, the originally somewhat sluggish 'Thousand Ghost Lore Laugh' magic sound resounded through the world again, becoming more and more vast, just like a hundred ghosts crying at night, and the earth-shattering yin wind roared up, and there began to be a rain of blood pouring down in this heaven and earth, which looked particularly terrifying and gloomy. "Ahh

"Uh" The magic sound was endless, and a Jiang family's servant disciples with a mind who had already gone crazy began to explode into pieces of flesh and blood, and the white bone marrow mixed with bright red blood turned into a hazy blood mist, and rushed into the mouths of nearby zombies.

These essence blood are great supplements for zombies, and after absorbing them one by one, they are like chicken blood, and each zombie's lifeless cold pupils give birth to a strange bright red light, like opening a soul-dementoring blood lamp in the dark night.

The body was shattered, and the ghosts did not disperse, but these ghosts did not dissipate, and they were swallowed by the hazy hideous grimaces that swirled in the air, and then, the grimaces with different expressions, as if crying and not laughing, appeared again from the gray fog in the sky, all of which were the servants of the Jiang family who had just died in the 'Thousand Ghosts Killing Laughter'.

The living person of the previous moment, the transformation in an instant, turned into a terrifying mist grimace, and became a ghost in the gray mist of the ghost path master's body protection, and they all opened their fangs and let out a terrible and ugly laugh, and the black pressure pounced down and attacked the other Jiang family servant disciples.

"You, you're actually raising corpses, what kind of person are you?" Seeing this scene, the old man of the Jiang family felt his head 'boom' bigger, he was not heartbroken for these dead people, but after seeing the appearance of the group of corpses after absorbing the essence and blood, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

"You're not from the Ghost Path, are you from the Corpse Demon Gate?" Cold sweat flowed down the old man's back, and his eyes were full of incredulity. (To be continued......)