In the Purple Peak Hall, the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor said sharply: "Why is Brother Wanshan so sad, I will make this wish for you today, old ghost!" After finishing speaking, I saw his black shadow rising into the sky, and his body instantly exuded bursts of black gas, which was extremely evil.

Seeing the Ten Thousand Evil Ghost Ancestors acting like this, Bei Gu Feng was also vigilant.

The Seven Evils and the dozens of Demon Sect masters who supported the Heavenly Desert were hostile to the many Demon Sect disciples who came to congratulate them with bad intentions, and they also shouted loudly from somewhere: Everyone, the entire Demon Sect today is considered to be a different camp, everyone who has revenge and complains with grudges, don't be merciful!"

Three poisonous darts flew out from the shadows, and they heard a Demon Sect master standing in the front let out a terrible scream of pain, clutching his left chest and losing his combat effectiveness.

All kinds of killing and screaming sounds, screams came from the main hall in an instant!

Most of the space above the hall has been filled with black smoke, and the originally red silk satin seems to occupy the filth and dimmed.

The black smoke around the tens of thousands of Holy Ghost Ancestors in the sky above the hall was the thickest. At this moment, the black robe he was wearing had already hunted and agitated, and the thin body on the liner was extremely powerful, not at all like an old man who was nearly a hundred years old. I saw that his palms were sealed, and his originally calm old eyes suddenly widened, and countless undead black shadows burst out of the black smoke that covered the sky and the sun, directly attacking the north Gu Feng.

Bei Gu Feng didn't know when to sacrifice a fist-sized red crystal, and a red halo appeared under his feet, seeing that he suddenly exerted his strength, the crystal suspended in front of him suddenly glowed with divine light, and burst out countless red beams of light, passing through the chest of the ghost souls who were close to him.

Although the young man who had gone up the mountain with the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor had not spoken a word from beginning to end, and his expression was indifferent, he was also a master of concealment.

Maybe in his eyes, in addition to the two sect masters of the fighting method, there are only masters like Qisha who are really worthy of doing it himself in this hall.

If Xia Yao hadn't dodged in time, he would have been hit by this man's heavy palm, and his life and death were unknown.

Feihong, Zhuyue, and Luochuan came out angrily, and all went straight to the man.

Unexpectedly, this indifferent and cold man waited for the three blood-devouring daggers to fly in front of him before he suddenly made a move, and a cold light penetrating into his palm instantly froze the three-handled flying daggers, like a virtual ice pick, and the next moment, he fell to the ground and made a crisp sound of "bell".

Xia Yao was already shocked when he saw that the three daggers were like playthings in front of this person, and there was no room for them to play, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency's qi veins are cold and piercing, it must be the cold-faced ghost of one of the ten thousand ghost commanders in the Ghost Sect - the ice golem!"

The indifferent man named the Ice Golem obviously didn't want to answer Xia Yao. He didn't make any moves, except for the light blue sheen under his feet.

The ice golem leaped in front of Xia Yao in an instant, and fought with each other. Raise your fists and rub your palms, and the blue luster with infinite cold power flickered.

This cold qi was difficult for Xia Yao to bear, and in just a few rounds, that cold qi had already invaded his heart.

It is not strange to say that Bing Shame is the corpse of the previous leader of the Ghost Sect who visited thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, dug countless graves, and occasionally obtained in a thousand-year-old cold cave, and refined it for decades.

A hundred years ago, there was a huge sect in the Demon Sect, called the Wufu Sect, and there were countless strange people and strong people in the sect. Because he was dug up a few ancestral graves by the ghost sect, he raised a large army of strong generals to the Baiyou Cave, trying to raze the ghost cave to the ground.

Hundreds of dark holes whined, and only two people came out.

On the second day, someone saw a river of blood in front of the Baiyou Cave, and the corpses were like a mountain. The entire battlefield was either scorched black or frozen, and the blood was abnormal.

Since then, no one in the entire Xuanmen Demon Sect has dared to go to the cave where ghosts are raised to make trouble!

And one of those two people is an ice golem.

At this moment, Twilight, Su Aya, Han, and Xiao Qi also found that the cold-faced man who was against Xia Yao was extraordinary, and they all came to help.

As the ice golem avoided the giant sword that looked like a twilight door, he was accidentally locked by a red long whip, and Han took the opportunity to shoot a beam of qi vein with his two fingers and sword directly at the ice golem.

The next moment, several people let out a stunned sound in unison.

The seemingly sharp beam of light touched the ice golem's body as if it were hitting a boulder of ice, and it was ejected.

Xiao Qi, who looks like a young man, also does not believe in evil, clenching the golden halberd in his hand, and has enough qi veins, and the whole halberd scatters dazzling golden rays. Hearing a loud shout, Xiao Qi flew out.

The sharp blade of the spear halberd was like a solid stone on the ice golem's chest, but it still did not penetrate half a minute, Xiao Qi's eyes were locked, and he glared at the person in front of him angrily, and the endless qi veins were injected into the golden halberd in his hand, but it still failed to hurt him for half a point.

At the top of the hall, the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor who was in the black qi saw that these undead would not be able to deal with Bei Gu Feng for a while, so he simply put a lot of black smoke into his palm, and pushed all his brains to Bei Gu Feng.

The plume of smoke that gathered together did not spread. You can clearly see that the endless stream of red light between Bei Gu Feng's palms was absorbed by the suspended crystal, and as his body shook suddenly, the blood-red qi vein light pillar flew towards the black smoke.

At the foot of the purple peak, the bleak wind carried a strong smell of fear and death. Thousands of ghosts are all puppets refined by the dead, and you can ignore them as if they were in your body.

The goal of these three thousand ghost warriors is also very clear, that is, to attack the top of the purple peak. If they were not afraid of swords, they were still agile, and many people in purple clothes in the desert had already died under the ghost knife.

The ghost cult dressed in the tattered general's robe suddenly jumped up, falling into the purple-clothed crowd like a jack of a thousand catties, and instantly crushed the three purple-clothed people into pulp.

Blood was like a match, splashing sideways, many people in purple almost vomited, and more people in purple were terrified and terrified.

With one hand, the ghost smeared the steaming and fishy blood on the mouth and nose of the carrion crawling by maggots, and became even more crazy and ferocious, letting out a sonic roar.

It can be seen that the three thousand ghost warriors are under the control of this ghost general, and in this furious roar that terrified the hearts of countless purple-clothed people, the corpse tide composed of three thousand ghost warriors groaned greedily, screamed, and surging incomparably, reaching the top of the purple peak.

In the hall, Bei Gu Feng was not afraid of the demonic aura of the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor at all, seeing that the black smoke was blocked by the red light, and he couldn't come down for half a minute, he had a provocative tone: "Old ghost, at your hundred-year-old age, the Qi Vein Realm is also stagnant in the late stage of Ruoling, and you can't break through the bottleneck, I'm not afraid of it if you can eat it like this, I just don't know if your body can eat or not?"

The Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor laughed dryly, as if mocking Bei Gu Feng's ignorant words, and said slowly: "Thank you Northern Sect Master for considering my body, do you think that if I am not extremely sure, I dare to go wild in your desert on this day?"

The next moment, I heard the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor in the air gather his strength and let out a roar. At the same time, the dense black qi on the top of the hall was like a storm and clouds, with a strong demon wind, faintly devouring power. It seems to engulf all the people of the Demon Sect who are as small as ants in the hall!

Bei Gu Feng clearly felt that the Ten Thousand Evil Ghost Ancestors were withdrawing the black pillar of smoke little by little, but an inexplicably powerful evil force was pressed down from the sky, making him afraid for the first time.

In the darkness, everyone stopped fighting, and looked up at the black robe that blended with the darkness in the sky, and the frightened eyes revealed infinite fear.

At this moment, he is the master!

Everyone could see very clearly that something seemed to be shining in the darkness on the chest of the Ten Thousand Holy Ghost Ancestor. The light is sacred and evil, as if it has been refined for thousands of years, pale and simple.

The red cloth brocades hanging from all over the temple whistled in the surging evil wind, warning the people in the temple that this would be a hell.

When the blue light was magnificent, reflecting the black smoke surging in the sky into cyan, the Ten Thousand Saints Ghost Ancestor was like a god who had stepped out of the darkness!

When he raised his hand, a giant black palm instantly turned into a giant black palm in the darkness of the sky, and with his movements, this giant power made of black smoke with boundless evil power, directly attacked the north Gu Feng!

Facing the majestic black shadow above his head, Bei Gu Feng's eyebrows and eyes were like swords, and he sacrificed the blood-red crystal above his head, and he let out a rough roar, and the blood-colored light formed an insurmountable solid barrier.

Many people from the Demon Sect sweated for Bei Gu Feng, because under this giant black palm, anyone would look weak! If this giant palm had a master, then it would definitely be the strongest existence in this heaven and earth!

Finally, what everyone feared happened.

Under this giant palm, Bei Gu Feng only felt that the majestic evil power was like a flood leaking down. Although it was incomprehensible that the Ten Thousand Evil Ghost Ancestors instantly possessed the power of heaven and earth, Bei Gu Feng didn't care about these at the moment. He tried his best to turn the tide of defeat despite his last strength.

At the same time, more than a dozen Demon Sect masters who supported the Heavenly Desert exerted their strength at the same time, and more than a dozen qi vein lights of different colors shot at the blue light in the darkness in unison, in an attempt to ease the pressure of the Northern Gu Feng.

However, these seemingly dazzling eyes began to weaken before they could get close to the strange blue light. I couldn't get close to the blue light at all.

The crowd was shocked, and they could only watch the stubborn resistance of Bei Gu Feng under the black palm.