The footsteps outside the Purple Peak Hall and the screams that came from time to time had already made the hearts of those who supported Tianmo panic, and from time to time there were bursts of screams from ghosts, and the deep groans were more like people falling into the abyss of fear in an instant.

Yu Qianqian glanced indifferently at Yu Wanshan in the crowd, turned her face to stare at Bei Gufeng with a worried face, and said in a sad voice: "Xiao Xuanzi, Brother Xia Yao, you guys think of a way, Uncle Bei is afraid that it won't last long!"

As a son of man, how can Bei Mingxuan not panic, but at this moment, he was urged by Yu Qianqian like this, and he was even more confused. He jumped out with a ruthless heart and went straight to the black palm.

Before Bei Mingxuan got close to Bei Gu Feng's side, he already felt that he was being pulled by an inexplicable and powerful force, and it was very difficult to move forward again.

He glared at the Ten Thousand Evil Ghost Ancestor in the darkness at the top of the hall, and shouted, "Ten Thousand Evil Old Ghosts, don't hurt my father!" His palms glowed with a strong purple light, and he shot towards the black smoke giant palm above Bei Gu Feng's head.

Before long, Xia Yao, Duchen and others worked together. The strength of the Qi veins of the Seven Evils is also one of the best in the rivers and lakes, and the power of these Qi veins is naturally not inferior, and the combined efforts of several people are bound to break the giant palm condensed by black smoke.

"Don't panic, Sect Leader of the North, wait for us to work together to break this evil thing!"

The more than ten Demon Sect masters who were invited to come and were loyal to Tianmo naturally did not look at it, and they all shot at the black smoke above their heads to Gu Feng.

In the sky, the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor saw dozens of beams of light shooting at the giant black palm below, and snorted heavily. The hand he raised suddenly waved, and the giant palm that was originally pressing on the top of Bei Gu Feng's head also moved.

Suddenly an evil wind rose in the hall, and majestic black smoke swept through the crowd, and these dozens of Demon Sect masters flew up like ants being lifted by the fierce force, falling heavily to the ground, and let out a terrible scream.

Bei Gu Feng panted and stood up straight, Bei Mingxuan, Yu Qianqian, and the people of the Seven Evils had also come to his side. A group of people are thinking about how to deal with this evil old ghost.

Who knew that this Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor did not continue to stir up the evil cloud demonic power, but instead restrained his aura little by little.

I saw the black-robed figure of the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor slowly falling from the sky, and the black smoke above the top of the hall gathered but did not disperse, but it was not as turbulent as before.

The wrinkled old face of the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor was also a little pale, and it was obvious that the cloud-filled anti-heaven battle just now had also consumed a lot of his physical strength. He was short of breath, glanced at Bei Gu Feng, and immediately smiled, "If it is really unforgiving, if I am as old as the North Sect Master, I am afraid that the power of this Hundred Spirits Reincarnation Bead is far more than that!" After speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the bead hanging on his chest.

When he arrived, almost all the eyes of everyone in the hall focused on the bead on the chest of the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor.

The bead was the size of a thumb and was pale all over, just like those street-selling playthings. But thinking of the generous green mangs in the sky, venting boundless evil power, everyone didn't dare to despise this cyan bead anymore.

Bei Gu Feng was already tired, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the inconspicuous green pearl. I think he has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has never heard of such a divine object in the ghost sect.

He wondered and said to himself, "Hundred Soul Reincarnation Beads?"

The Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor laughed: "Northern Sect Master, didn't the predecessors of Tianmo tell you that there were still people from my Ghost Sect who secretly visited the Wind Chime Valley three hundred years ago?"

If the giant palm condensed by the black smoke just now had divine power, mortals couldn't resist it, but it was definitely not something that ordinary people's qi veins could use. Now it seems that most of it is the credit of this hundred spirit reincarnation beads!

If this strange green pearl really came from the Valley of Wind Chimes, it was a divine object that could be compared to the Heavenly Desert Wraith Soul Scroll. The purple light scattered by the Wraith Scroll alone sheltered the entire Purple Peak, and it was like a day for a hundred years, and it benefited countless disciples immensely. Thinking about it this way, the power of this Hundred Spirits Reincarnation Bead can be seen.

Bei Gu Feng calmed down, smiled bitterly, and said: "I said that the old ghost has just risen in his qi veins, and there is a hidden potential of the Divine Universe Realm, so it is this unborn treasure to help." ”

After the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor let out a hearty laugh, his face became solemn, and he said in a very yearning tone: "It is said that three hundred years ago, there was a rumor circulating in the rivers and lakes that there was a rumor that someone in the Bai Clan of the Wind Chime Valley had practiced the art of immortality!"

At this point, the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor didn't care about the expressions of the other people in the hall, and his old eyes burst out with the passion of the old man who was unwilling to be at the mercy of the years.

He said excitedly: "Immortality, that is something that mortals dare not hope for, in a sense, immortality is even higher than Shenyu. But rumors are rumors after all, and how many people will believe that there is such a magic in this world! Besides, the Valley of Wind Chimes is like an illusion, and how many people can reach that place?"

These people in the hall listened to the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor tell the confusing anecdote of three hundred years ago. In their opinion, "immortality" is a fantasy.

The people of Bei Gu Feng, Bei Mingxuan, and the Seven Evils may have known that there was once a Wind Chime Valley in this world, and they had even been to that place.

But he heard the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor say again: "But three hundred years ago, someone found the location of the secret valley that was not born, and it is said that it was a monk from the Temple of the Afterlife. This monk did not abide by the rules of Buddhism, and had evil thoughts about the art of immortality, so he lobbied the Xuanmen Sect and other major Xuanmen factions such as the Broken Cloud Pavilion and the Zongwumen behind his back, intending to enter the Wind Chime Valley and win the art of immortality! Unexpectedly, those Xuanmen seniors were pure-hearted and had few desires, and laughed at this unrealistic rumor. This monk was unwilling, and found the desert and the ghost religion at that time. It is said that when they returned from the Valley of the Wind Chimes, although the predecessors of the Heavenly Desert and the Ghost Sect had not obtained the art of immortality, they each obtained a rare treasure in the world! As for what the monk had gotten, there was no way to know. ”

After listening to the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor tell the mysterious past, many people already let out a voice of amazement, and Bei Gu Feng said: "In this way, it seems that the Wraith Soul Scroll does have a deep relationship with this Hundred Spirits Reincarnation Bead. Old ghost, you have a divine object but have been dormant in the rivers and lakes for decades, and the delay in making a move on Tianmo is because of that Wraith Scroll. ”

The Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor did not deny it, but said: "Northern Sect Master, the current Heavenly Desert does not have the protection of the Wraith Soul Scroll, and it is difficult to escape the fate of extinction. I advise you not to struggle too much. ”

The Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor saw the flustered formation of the purple-clothed people outside the hall, and there were vaguely many ghost warriors who had climbed to the top of the peak, with an expression of victory, "Besides, my three thousand ghost warriors have already climbed the purple peak!"

Bei Gu Feng laughed suddenly, and smiled with a long smile, that pride, that kind of rudeness is rare in this world. But there was no sadness or worry in this laughter.

Even Bei Mingxuan was puzzled, now that the enemy is pressing, his own father is not half worried, isn't he crazy?

Bei Gu Feng said calmly: "Ten Thousand Evil Ghost Ancestors, I didn't expect you to be so old but ambitious, it's really rare! You also took great pains to deal with Tianmo!"

At this moment, a large number of purple-clothed people outside the hall were already in ruins, and even many people began to flee in a panic. It was as if the top of this purple peak, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, suddenly became precarious.

Of course, there are also many people in purple who are determined to fight to the death when there is no way out.

The surging tide of corpses spread from the top of the entire purple peak to the mountain road on the mountainside. One by one, they thirsted for blood, and they were violent and fierce, like hell.

The divine light in the purple-clothed man protruded, but neither the blade nor the qi vein light duel could help this group of walking corpse puppets. They will get back up when they fall, but the man in purple will not!

Flying blood splattered on the rotten faces of the ghosts will make them even more insane. In the fierce screams of countless ghosts, the purple-clothed people continued to fall, as if there was nothing to stop this group of hellish demons!

Finally, a bloodstained and tired purple-clothed man rushed into the Purple Peak Hall. Seeing that the atmosphere in the arena was strange and there were many unfamiliar faces, he hesitated for a moment, but still knelt down and reported: "Sect Master, countless fierce ghouls have poured up to the peak, and the purple-clothed army is invincible, and they are retreating one after another. ”

Before the purple-clothed man finished speaking, Bei Gu Feng interrupted his words and said again: "Hold on and wait for help." ”

The purple-clothed man just glanced up at Bei Gu Feng, saw that his expression was indifferent, his eyes were firm, and he didn't say anything, and said heavily: "Yes!" and quickly withdrew.

The Ten Thousand Gods and Ghost Ancestors looked around at the crowd in the hall and said in a very mocking tone: "Northern Sect Master, hold on to and wait for help, I don't know where this aid comes from?"

The hall was silent for a while, and the people of Bei Mingxuan, the Seven Evils and the Demon Sect who supported the Heavenly Desert all turned their eyes to Bei Gu Feng, and saw that he was upright, standing with his hands in his hands, and looking directly at the black robe opposite.

Yu Wanshan, who was standing in the crowd, glanced at each other, and Yu Qianqian immediately turned his face away.

The silence was finally broken by the sudden sound of a trumpet. Immediately afterwards, four or five horns sounded in unison, and the sound of this trumpet was pure and elegant, unrestrained and fierce, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping past.