The spiritual power expanded to the outside of the body, and the Skeleton Ghost King felt it carefully, and did not find any signs of a large explosion of vitality.

But the feeling just now is not wrong, human beings may have delusions, but it will never have delusions.

"Could it be those guys from the Iron Crown Sect? No way, if they dare to come back, I will definitely let them die without a place to bury!"

A fierce light appeared in the Skeleton Ghost King's eyes, but slowly, he calmed down again, with a suspicious look on his face:

"But who would it be if it weren't for them? Now the entire Ten Thousand Graves Ridge is full of the Yellow Springs of the Underworld that I drive. Who the hell has the courage to come here?"

"Could it be that people from other sects have touched it here? Want to find out?"

The Skeleton Ghost King's heart rose and fell.

Wanfenling is now in crisis, as long as it is a wise person, it will not rush in at this time. The Skeleton Ghost King didn't believe he could find out what was true or false.

Still, the Skeleton Ghost King was a little uneasy.

"I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if. It took me ten years to prepare for this operation, and it was not easy for the Tianyin Sect to carry out their plan to resurrect that crucial evil spirit. In any case, there can be no mistakes at this critical time!"

The Skeleton Ghost King glanced down, and there was a roar all around, and a huge, complex ancient magic circle was like countless cogs stacked together, slowly running under him.

The range of the formation was extremely huge, with a radius of hundreds of zhang. In the five directions of the formation, five powerful spirit runes are embedded, corresponding to the altars in five directions.

Yang Ji would have been amazed if he was here. Because the aura on these five spirit runes is extremely powerful, far beyond the so-called martial arts level, martial sect level, and even the skeleton ghost king fused with the evil spirit relics is much more powerful.

- That's a Martial Venerable, Martial Saint-level spirit rune!

With the power of five powerful spirit runes, this ancient formation was perfectly integrated with the entire earth.

And the endless yellow springs. I don't know how long it is hundreds of kilometers long, and the center of the large array erupts from the depths of the earth.

Through this dragon-like yellow spring. The Skeleton Ghost King can even feel the power of another world.

"There are these five spirit runes to suppress it, unless it is the Martial Saint who comes in person. Otherwise, even the red-eyed ancestor of the green forest would be helpless. ”

The Skeleton Ghost King lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Compared to this Netherworld Circle, it was the five altars that were even more crucial.

"Whoosh!"

Its body swayed, and suddenly lightning shot out, turning in the void, dragging up a billowing cloud of smoke. Go straight to the altar in the north of the Ten Thousand Graves.

- This is the only drawback at present, although it will not cause the collapse of the great array, but it will cause great trouble!

......

Coming out of the boulder, Yang Ji galloped and went to the altar in the north without stopping.

"Destroy the altar first, then find the Skeleton Ghost King and destroy it in one fell swoop. ”

There was darkness in front of him, but Yang Ji's heart was as clear as a mirror.

The Skeleton Ghost King is the culprit of this underworld plague, and if it is not destroyed, it will set off once, twice. Three times, more times the underworld plague like this.

However, comparatively. There is one more important thing that is more urgent and urgent. That is to destroy the altar of the Skeleton Ghost King, and destroy the non-rotating formation power in the void, so as to prevent more demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas from entering this world.

The creatures of the underworld summoned by the Skeleton Ghost King, no matter how many, will eventually be wiped out one day.

But if demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas can continue to come in and reach this world, not to mention whether they can resist it or not, this catastrophe alone will never end.

The scenery on both sides is like a tide flowing backwards. The distance of nearly 100 miles passed in a flash.

"It's here!"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and there was a boom. The mud and debris flew, and Yang Ji jumped out of the ground.

"Who? Yang Ji!!-"

Before Yang Ji could see clearly, a cold voice came from his ears, first stern and then extremely surprised.

With a flash of light in front of him, Yang Ji finally saw the source of the voice clearly.

On the black earth, a dark red altar stands, the altar is ten zhang high, like iron but not iron, like gold and not gold, and eight black flags are inserted in eight directions, waving in the wind.

Above the altar, black fog billowed and clouds swirled, revealing a strong dark smell.

And in the top corner of the altar, there stood a person that Yang Ji was very familiar with.

"It's you!"

Yang Ji's eyes changed, and he blurted out suddenly. Standing at the top of the crimson altar was none other than the mysterious leader of the Ghost Mansion.

Around him, there were also four Ghost Mansion powerhouses whose aura had reached the fifth to sixth level of the martial arts. At the bottom of the altar, there was a circle of ordinary ghost house warriors, followed by dense black yakshas, guarding the surroundings together.

Seeing Yang Ji, the leader of the Ghost Mansion looked shocked. Obviously, he didn't expect this at all.

"You didn't run away!"

The black-robed leader of the Ghost Mansion opened his mouth wide, barely believing his eyes. He couldn't believe that under such circumstances, Yang Ji actually dared to venture to touch here.

This is no longer bold enough to describe.

"Why should I run away?"

Yang Ji fell to the ground with a bang, and with a move of his palm, the boat rose off the ground, quickly shrunk, and fell into Yang Ji's palm It was only more than a foot long.

"If you want me to see, you should be the ones who should escape. ”

Yang Ji flicked his sleeves, looked at the leader of the ghost mansion on the altar, and said coldly.

"Humph!"

The black-robed leader of the Ghost Mansion looked cold, and was aroused by Yang Ji's words:

"Okay, good, so bold, I've never seen you so ignorant of life and death. It's all at this time, and I dare to be ashamed. ”

"Someone, kill him for me. ”

The leader of the black-robed ghost mansion stretched out his hand and said sharply.

"Howl!-"

With a loud roar, the first thing to come out was the iron yaksha at the bottom of the altar that looked like a fierce beast, and then the ghost mansions guarding the altar also pounced together.

"Boom!"

The cold light flashed, and ten dazzling rainbow lights shot up from behind Yang Ji, poof, puff, and the four ghost mansion masters on the top of the altar hadn't jumped down yet. Those Iron Yasha and Ghost Mansion warriors who had just pounced out were poked out of their bodies, and their bodies trembled and fell to the ground.

"It's—"

Everyone froze. Yang Ji is highly powerful. It's okay to stab those warriors to death. However, the body of the Iron Yaksha is tough, and the key parts are inserted with special metal. It doesn't matter at all to stab it like this, why is it dead too?

What's even more surprising is that these Iron Yaksha and Ghost Mansion warriors fell to the ground, but there was no blood flowing out of their bodies, only sizzling white smoke kept coming out of it, as if they had been burned by fire and corroded by severe poison.

"What's going on?"

The black-robed Ghost Mansion warrior opened his eyes wide and froze. The Iron Yaksha possesses a powerful life. It stands to reason that he shouldn't have died like this.

"I said, it's you who should escape!"

Yang Ji said lightly. With a flick of his big sleeves, he recovered his long sword, and then walked towards everyone step by step, walking calmly, revealing a smell of oppression.

"Bastard, I just killed a few of my beasts. How much do you think you have!--give it to me, kill him!"

The black-robed Ghost Mansion warrior's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth. Before the voice fell, there was a sudden whoosh, and the big sleeves opened. It flew down from the top of the altar like a big bird.

"Up!"

At the same time, the four masters of the Ghost Mansion shouted vigorously, and their bodies flew down as well.

"Kill!-"

The rest of the Ghost Mansion warriors shouted to kill, and they also swarmed up. A group of people were murderous and rushed straight at them.

"Humph!"

Yang Ji just snorted coldly when he looked at this scene. Seeing a group of people rushing over, Yang Ji's hand flashed like a halberd, and in an instant, ten Ghost Mansion martial artists fell.

"The Hand of Death!"

The sky darkened, and a hard, thick palm slammed into the sky. Boom fell like a mountain. At the same time, Yang Ji's body and sword were one. Shot Out:

"Rainbow through the sun!"

Bang!

With a flash of lightning, a ghost master didn't even have time to react. With a bang, he was nailed to the base of the altar by Yang Ji's sword, his hands hanging down, motionless.

"Ahh

The earth shook behind him, the smoke and dust shook the sky, and the screams were endless. The two Ghost Mansion masters couldn't react, and were directly crushed to the ground by Yang Ji's hand of death, turning into meat cakes.

And the other master of the Ghost Mansion and the leader of the Ghost Mansion in black robes, although they escaped by a fraction of a margin, they were also scared out of their bodies.

"I said it, but unfortunately you don't believe it. ”

Yang Ji drew his long sword from the altar, and the corpse immediately slid down. Yang Ji wiped it and turned to look at the leader of the Ghost Mansion.

Cold, crisp, and decisive!

This is the image that Yang Ji shows in front of everyone. A group of elite subordinates guarding the altar, a few of them fell one after another, and there was no room for resistance.

"No way! how can you not be injured at all!"

The black-robed Ghost Mansion Leader Tie had a blue face, his eyes almost popping out, and he retreated while looking around. The disciples of this Iron Crown Sect have many magic weapons, and their swordsmanship is amazingly strong, and even the Skeleton Ghost King was beheaded by him.

But in the last battle, he could see clearly, whether it was this stinky boy or his damned elders, they were all seriously injured by the Skeleton Ghost King, and they were all terrified like lost dogs.

With their strength when they fled, they would never be able to threaten themselves. This is also where my self-confidence lies.

But this little beast killed so many people with three swords and two swords, where did he look a little injured. The point is, -- how is this possible!

It's only been two teas before and after, how can he be injured like this, how can he be like no one else, and he has recovered to his peak state?

How could a military general have such an ability to defy the sky?

If I knew that he was in this state, I wouldn't have met him at all.

"Why, are you still looking for any demons or yaksha in the neighborhood? Don't worry, there won't be. ”

Yang Ji looked at the black-robed Ghost Mansion martial artist's eyes flickered, looked around, and laughed coldly. As a result, the pupils of the leader of the black-robed ghost mansion shrank, and a resentful look flowed out of his eyes.

"This altar is on the north side of the Ten Thousand Graves Ridge, so there will be no blood qi suppressed by the cloudy qi, and there will be no evil ghosts, yakshasas, or rakshasas. So yours should save those corpse blast techniques. ”

Yang Ji sneered. For so long, he had already understood the methods of this ghost mansion leader.

"However, I'm actually still curious, are these corpses underground enough for you to perform corpse armor?"

"Yang Ji, don't be complacent too early. Go against our ghost mansion and you won't end well. ”

The leader of the black-robed ghost mansion said with a resentful look in his eyes. He knew that before Yang Ji came, he had already calculated everything. If it's at its peak, it's not necessarily empty.

But not everyone is like the disciples of this Iron Crown Sect, who have this incredible means and can recover unscathed in a short period of time.

"Hmph, is that a threat?"

Yang Ji slowly approached the past, not caring about the words of the leader of the black-robed ghost mansion. (To be continued) R580