In the wilderness, there are many powers, and there are even saints above them.

However, even the first saint of the Flood Wilderness, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, at this time, may know that the Netherworld exists, and he cannot come here.

These strong true spirits, the netherworld generated by the combination of netherworld qi, are really not weak.

But compared with the real power of the flood wilderness, there is a big gap.

Even if they tried to break the boundaries and enter the world through the portal of the Netherworld, it would be impossible.

Even the surrounding environment destroyed by these ghosts was completely restored in an instant.

Ghosts, although they are the manifestation of the true spirit of the strong, but they are considered to be newborn, and most of them have changed their faces, so that people cannot get a glimpse of their original appearance.

There are exceptions.

It shows that the most powerful ghost did not make a cover and showed the horn itself.

Even so, after Bai Ye and Houtu saw it, they couldn't remember the origin of this sheep's horn ghost, which shows that he was not famous during his lifetime.

The horn ghost, however, did not know it like this, and was proud of his great strength.

After several wars, many of these ghosts have moved closer to the horns of the sheep.

Previously, when the white night and the back soil were still there, the horns did not dare to be too arrogant, but now they are completely free.

Among the many ghosts who made explorations at the entrance to the netherworld, they counted the horns of the sheep, and made the biggest noise, attracting the attention of the rest of the ghosts.

It's just that seeing that this place can't be destroyed, those ghosts didn't say anything.

As many attempts were rendered null and void, most of the ghosts stopped and enjoyed the rare peace.

The sheep's horns also found nothing, but he didn't plan to stop there, but took a few ghosts to find the ghosts who had taken refuge in the back land first.

The ghosts who stayed sane and chose to take refuge in the back soil totaled more than thirty.

However, its centers willingly, only the first five.

There are only those five ghosts, who have seen the terrible god-killing spear in Bai Ye's hand, and they really take refuge in the back land, and they can't rebel at all.

The rest of the ghosts are more forced to do so.

They were originally mixed in with the rest of the ghosts, hunting and killing from time to time, strengthening themselves, and enjoying themselves.

But just bumped into it, Houtu brought five ghosts to the door, and when he saw that he couldn't beat it, he chose to bow his head and surrender under the persuasion of the five ghosts.

Although from the mouths of those five ghosts, they had heard that the white night was terrible, but they had some reservations about it, and they did not believe it all.

Now, taking advantage of the white night and the absence of Houtu, the sheep's horn ghost is even more daring, and directly finds the five ghosts and asks them.

"How much do you know about those two outsiders?"

"What is their strength?"

At this time, the Sheep's Horn Ghost didn't really want to do anything, but just wanted to know more about White Night and Houtu, and then make a calculation.

In the minds of the five ghosts, it couldn't help but come to mind, and the god-killing spear turned into a black dragon and wantonly devoured the rest of the ghost scenes.

Where dare to say half a word, they all keep silent.

No matter how the horn ghosts threatened and lured, the five ghosts remained unmoved.

At this time, he noticed the movement of the ghost of the sheep's horn, and the rest of the ghosts also gathered around and watched from afar or near.

These ghosts are also quite curious about the origin of the white night and the back earth, and they are happy to sit back and enjoy their success.

But I don't want to, the strength of those five ghosts is not very good, but their hearts are very stubborn, and they refuse to speak.

"Hit!"

Being watched by so many ghosts, the sheep's horn ghost really couldn't get off the stage, so he gave orders directly.

There were a few ghosts who were subdued by him, and they fought hard.

The five ghosts, unwilling to sit idly by, each used their own means to fight back.

Although there is a gap in strength between the two sides, it is not completely irresistible.

Until, the most powerful Sheep's Horn Ghost joins the battlefield, and the situation on the battlefield becomes clear in an instant.

The pair of horns of the horns of the ghost of the sheep horn is not only a symbol, but also contains powerful power, every time it is stabbed, a ghost is picked out and flies out.

After falling to the ground, his hands and feet were even more sore, and it was difficult to move.

"Say yes or not."

With the successive use of secret techniques, the eyes of the sheep's horn ghost have become a little deeper, and they have become darker and darker.

Seeing that the five ghosts still refused to cooperate, and without saying a word, the sheep's horn ghost was completely angry, and he wanted to kill the ghost in front of him ruthlessly.

"No."

"Stop."

Those who were far or near, looking at the movement and ghosts in this place, noticed that something was wrong, and they all intervened to stop them.

Among them, a petite ghost, regardless of his own safety, flew out violently and blocked the attack of the horn ghost.

Boom!

The claw ghost struck with all its might, right on the smaller ghost, directly blasting the ghost apart.

"Ahh

With a scream, the petite ghost stopped moving, leaving only the pure netherworld aura, floating in the air.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Seeing this, the ghost who was just a man who stopped him changed in shock, and he was ruthless when he shot again, and hit the horn ghost several times in succession.

The Sheep's Horn Ghost was originally the most powerful of the ghosts, but at this moment, it was powerless to fight back.

Among those ghosts who shot out, there are not a few who are stronger than the horn ghosts, but they have been hidden before.

Even the Sheep's Horn Ghost itself came to his senses at this moment and stood on the spot.

Allowing so many attacks to fall on his body, the Sheephorn Demon spewed Netherworld Qi and was hit hard, smashing to the ground, never responding.

That petite ghost, dead!

All the ghosts didn't continue to attack, just looked at the wandering netherworld aura, and their minds were heavy.

Earthly.

After some thought, the white night, which was completely out of the sight of the saint and the mighty, was turned to the East China Sea in a blink of an eye.

At this time, the East China Sea is even more deserted than the last time Bai Ye came.

The two lich clans have completely withdrawn from this area.

The rest of the creatures in the East China Sea, frightened last time, either fled far away, and those who really couldn't go also found more secret hiding places.

Bai Ye felt that even if he found a random place to stay, he would not be discovered.

It's just that he has a better choice.

Swish!

Backhanded, Bai Ye took out the golden feathers, which were plucked from the little golden crow.

Immediately after, with the help of this golden black feather, Bai Ye used the secret technique of tracking.

Following the guidance of the secret technique, he quickly shuttled through the East China Sea, and smoothly, found a secret place in the deep sea.

"Kai."

The white night used its spiritual power to trigger the feather of the golden crow, and the void of nothingness was followed by layers of ripples.

Previously, ten small golden crows were hiding here.

Now, the Kunpeng Ancestor is far away, the ten little golden crows do not exist, and the demon clan is being targeted by the Wu clan, so there is no way to come to this place.

It just so happened that it was chosen by the white night and used as a temporary foothold.

Among them, the famous Fusang wood, was naturally accepted by Bai Yexiao as the interest repaid by the demon clan.