"It's not so easy to take away the things of the innocent adults." Shan Kui's cold words spread, and the ancient evil qi began to climb around his body.

He was ordered to stay here, aiming for the Judge's Seal and the Ghost Book, and although there had been no progress for so many years, he would never allow any unexpected to happen.

If someone else were going to try it today, Shan Kui wouldn't have looked at it squarely.

But on the contrary, this is the subordinate of the ghost god of Xudu Mountain, and it is the name of a Yan Temple that has never been heard of outside the Six Heavens Ghost Palace.

According to the way of the other person, if you don't do it, you will do it, but if you do, there will be a reason.

Shan Kui didn't dare to bet, so he would definitely stop Yan Mozi.

At this point, Yan Mozi had already walked a hundred feet away in front of Shan Kui.

Next to the flowing black curtain, the white-haired old man had a solemn expression at the moment, and he had already gotten up.

Whether it is no misery, or drunkenness, this is a very terrible ghost and god in the ancient sacrificial era.

Both are strong, without exception.

The strength of Shan Kui, which he had witnessed many years ago, was a genuine Ploughing Heaven Great Saint Realm, far surpassing the Qianyuan Saint and being at the middle level.

This strength, although it does not belong to the top level of the Miserable Ghost Scroll, can also be ranked fifth.

And the Yan Mozi in front of him brought him a foggy feeling, unpredictable.

"Get out of the way."

Yan Mozi spoke up twice, still looking calm.

Shan Kui narrowed his eyes, and finally took a step forward with a cold snort, and there was an ancient ghost magic cast, only to see the yin spirit wanton, and the tornado roaring.

A huge text spell flag condensed on the spot, and with the prestige of the aura that disregarded the living beings in the world, it pressed horizontally towards Yan Mozi!

There seem to be countless whispers in the ears, like ghosts and ghosts, with the effect of a troubled mind, and behind it there is a hidden murderous intention.

This power burst out, and the white-haired old man who watched it was shocked.

However, when he descended in front of Yan Mozi, he was blocked by an invisible barrier, and all kinds of destructive power poured on both sides, and the huge text spell banner could not advance another half an inch.

Seeing this, Shan Kui couldn't help but frown, because he didn't see Yan Mozi using his magical powers.

Until the sound of the word spell flag came out, and then under the gaze of his eyes condensed, it shattered inch by inch and turned into nothing!

"You?!"

Shan Kui's heart was shocked, and the power of the ghost magic he used to plough the Heavenly Great Sage Realm was enough to easily suppress the Enlightenment Dao Saint and the Qianyuan Saint, but in front of this person, he collapsed on his own.

It was difficult for him to see through Yan Mozi's specific realm strength, but the invisible oppressive force was as majestic as the sea, and it was bottomless.

No longer probing in the slightest, Shan Kui instantly erupted with endless evil power, causing the entire Huangquan Dao Long Bridge position to fall into the scene of the roaring wind.

More fields unfolded, the heavens and the earth turned into the color of lava, and countless inverted peaks appeared in all directions.

When Yan Mozi witnessed this, he finally understood that if he did not defeat Shankui, he would not be able to enter the dark curtain.

With one step, the ancient evil spread out, and the terrifying deterrence that covered the entire path of heavenly awakening that day reappeared.

Shan Kui sensed on the spot that the evil aura of this Huangquan Dao was full of unspeakable oppressive power.

Until his own realm shook, countless upside-down mountain corners began to crumble and shatter, and huge ghost palaces appeared between the boulders flying sideways!

Like a yin spirit covering the world, incomparable pressure descended, and the sixteen ghost palaces tore apart the forbidden realm of Shankui's creatures, and they slowly circled down, forming a face that covered the sky and the sun.

The ghost fire burned, and Huangquan Dao was instantly reduced to the netherworld.

The white-haired old man and the rest of the people all looked at the sky with cold eyes, and felt a burst of creepy.

At the end of the line of sight, the ghost palace was standing, already carrying the aura of the law of reincarnation, reflecting Yan Mozi's figure, bringing a great sense of impact.

Shan Kui also clearly felt that in Yan Mozi's Forbidden Realm, his power was suppressed!

"Why is there such a strong person in Xudu Mountain?"

His heart shook, and he was a little incredulous.

After all, he still has some knowledge of Yudu Mountain.

In addition to the Lord of the Six Heavenly Yin Division, there are a total of twelve companion ghosts and gods in Xudu Mountain.

He had seen these powerful beings more or less, but the man in cloth in front of him had no impression at all.

In the previous words, it did not belong to the Six Heavens Yin Division, nor did it belong to the category of the Twelve Ghost Scrolls, but the name Yan Palace!

And when did the Xudu Mountain build a new branch?

As a result of the thought, he was preparing to fully explode the power of evil arts, break through the shackles of Yan Mozi's realm, and tear open the cracks of the Yellow Spring Dao to draw on the origin of the outside world to fight.

But Yan Mozi obviously didn't intend to give him this opportunity, no matter what, Shan Kui was one of the Seven Great Ghost Scrolls of No Misery, if it was a battle of life and death, the strength that Shan Kui could burst out would be far more than the middle stage of the Great Sage of Ploughing Heaven.

Similar to this level of existence, it is very difficult to kill, and has a large number of life-saving means.

Yan Mozi's goal was the Judge's Seal and the Ghost Book, so he naturally didn't want to waste too much time on Shan Kui.

So when Shankui decided to start a life-and-death fight, Yan Mozi directly pulled the Sixteen Ghost Palaces and pressed towards Shankui.

Winter!

The loud noise shook, the Huangquan Dao swayed, the Shankui spell was interrupted, and the whole body strength was suppressed.

When he looked up, he saw Yan Mozi walking slowly into the air, towards the black curtain.

Such a scene also fell into the eyes of the white-haired old man, but no one dared to stop him.

Whether it is drunk or miserable, they don't want to offend.

Shan Kui stared at Yan Mozi's figure and said coldly: "I have never seen you in the ancient sacrificial era, which force do you belong to!" ”

Yan Mozi's strength was somewhat beyond his imagination, and it was certain that in the process of such a fight, Yan Mozi had not yet exerted his full strength.

And there are many heroes in Yudu Mountain, and the strong people all have names and surnames, but they don't have the name of Yan Mozi, which can't help but make him feel that Yan Mozi didn't tell the truth.

In the line of sight, Yan Mozi stepped into the dark curtain, and there were other calm words, spreading the Yellow Spring: "Yudu has given me the name, King Yama. ”

This sound fell, causing ripples, making Shan Kui's expression slightly stagnant.

After receiving the exact reply, his heart became even heavier.

Because this means that after so many years, not only has the foundation not declined, but there is a trend of prosperity.

This strong man with the name of King Yama is probably the one under the command of the Emperor of Xudu not long ago.

"If the judge's seal and the ghost book are taken away, it will be extremely disadvantageous to Lord Wumiao." Shan Kui's face was ugly, and he was ready to send a message to the Martial God of Miserable Ghosts.

And the white-haired old man and a few people around him, after hearing the name of King Yama, they all thought about it.

Obviously, this is the first time they have heard of it.

But after today's incident, I'm afraid this name will set off quite a storm!