"Ang!" a huge dragon roar resounded throughout the sea, and shook the four fields.

The many monks who were still fighting in the distance froze for a moment, and turned their heads to look at the huge ice dragon figure that fell from the sky, with a shocked look on their faces.

The first lady who fought with Yaojin Zhenren saw the ice dragon heading straight towards the Water Spirit Holy Island, with an angry and anxious look on her face, and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Yaojin Zhenren.

A dragon ball spit out in the dragon's mouth, and in an instant, the entire world was frozen, the claws of the ice dragon grabbed the dragon ball, far away in the direction of the Water Spirit Holy Island, the dragon ball blue light was generous, shining on the surging black mist, the fog was frozen little by little, and it stopped surging in a moment, and the entire Water Spirit Holy Island was covered by a thick layer of ice.

The dragon ball was swallowed by Lan Bing again, her two front paws were weakly grasped, and two huge ice spears were quickly generated in her hands, and they threw it towards the frozen Water Spirit Holy Island, and the ice spears flew towards the Water Spirit Holy Island as fast as lightning, and then she disappeared in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

"Boom ......" "Click!"

The two ice spears hit the frozen Water Spirit Holy Island in no sequence, and the huge ice layer was blasted out of two large holes, and then the entire ice layer quickly collapsed, and the ice chips continued to fall from the air to the Water Spirit Holy Island. The black mist above the entire Water Spirit Holy Island dissipated, revealing in front of the Alliance monks.

On the entire Water Spirit Holy Island, it has become a deserted island at this moment, the original flowers and trees on the island are all withered at this moment, and the island is full of corpses, as if it has become a purgatory on earth, and the thick white bones cover the ground, which looks shocking.

Many of the monks of the alliance were taken aback when they saw this hellish scene, and Sun Qian left his opponent and rushed to the square of the Water Spirit Holy Sect at great speed, but there was still a living person there, and only three dry bones remained. Sun Qian's hands trembled, stretching out to the three dry bones, his face showing grief.

"Amitabha!" The two monks glanced at each other, clasped their hands together, and pronounced a Buddha name.

Many of the Netherworld Sect's god-transforming cultivators also stopped their movements, they naturally knew that the Ghost Saint Lord was on this island, and now that the Great Array had been broken, they were all a little uneasy.

The two sides strangely stopped fighting each other.

Yaojin Zhenren also felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart at this moment, he had lived countless years, and naturally believed in the feeling in his heart.

Not far from Yaojin Zhenren, the descending dragon real person was panting and sitting in the air to recover his mana, Chi Long was cruising around him, guarding him, Chi Long was also taken aback when he saw the ice dragon just now, he could feel that the strength of that ice dragon was far above him, and at this moment he was thinking about where the ice dragon was sacred.

The ghost mother-in-law inadvertently handed a look to Chi Long, Chi Long's eyes turned, and the two inadvertently exchanged a look with each other.

At this moment, the main hall of the Water Spirit Holy Sect in the distance shook slightly, and the tall tower that symbolized the symbol of the Water Spirit Holy Sect collapsed, kicking up a large amount of smoke and dust.

A tall figure that was not like a mortal person slowly flew up from the place where the tower collapsed, this is a man, his face is pale, his eyes are closed, his face is engraved with several complex lines, his long hair flutters in the wind, and he is wearing a black robe, giving people a sense of blood and evil.

Both warring sides stared at this strange figure, and the scene was silent for a while.

"Welcome to the Ghost Saint!"

"Welcome to the Ghost Saint!"

It wasn't until the eldest lady's cold voice spread throughout the sea that many of the Netherworld Sect's monks knelt down and chanted.

Some of the knowledgeable people among the Alliance monks changed their faces when they heard this person's name, and the alliance side suddenly became noisy, and after a while, the deeds of this ghost saint spread throughout the alliance.

Yaojin Zhenren and many other god-transforming cultivators gathered together, and everyone's faces were not good-looking, and the ghost saint's record was too strong, which made all the high-level members of the alliance jealous.

"Yaojin Zhenren, what should I do now?"

"Don't want to mess with yourself, this number of people has not shown up for 10,000 years, it must be seriously injured, at this moment I don't know how much cultivation is left, the Divine Monk of Doom, the Senior Brother of Yan Annihilation, you and I join forces, and try him! We have the upper hand in the current battle situation, it is not impossible to fight, and the others will do their best, and the battle will be resolved quickly!"

The ghost saint suspended in mid-air slowly opened his eyes, which were pure black eyes, and he couldn't see any expression.

An invisible coercion spread, and many of the monks present felt as if they were carrying a thousand catties of burden, and some of the monks with low cultivation had been unable to move by this coercion.

The ghost saint's gaze looked around, and the corners of his mouth showed a shallow arc.

"Hahaha...... The deity is finally back!You and the others are all witnesses, although the destruction of the great array has caused my cultivation to fail to break through, but it should be enough for me to break through by destroying all of you monks who claim to be on the right path!"

For a while, the momentum of attack was reversed, and the alliance monks who had originally had the upper hand had fallen into disadvantage at this moment. The pupils of the three Yaojin Zhenren shrank suddenly, and the strength of the ghost saint was beyond their imagination.

In the extremely high sky, Zhou Changqing looked at the ghost saint below in shock, this kind of cultivation may have surpassed the realm of transforming gods!

"I'm afraid this person's cultivation has already surpassed the realm of transforming into gods!" Zhou Changqing turned his head to look at Zhou Xuansan and asked.

It is rumored that the cultivation of a cultivator in this realm will not exceed the peak of the Transformation Spirit, but there is also a special method to break this boundary, and there must be some special magic weapon in this person's hand. Zhou Xuansan also said with a solemn expression.

"What is the realm above the gods?" Zhou Changqing asked curiously.

"Earth Immortal Realm! It is rumored that anyone who can ascend to the upper realm will achieve the Earth Immortal Realm in a short period of time!" Zhou Xuansan said.

Zhou Changqing was slightly stunned, he had heard a lot of the word earth immortal in his previous life.

"Then how did this ghost saint be able to achieve the Earth Immortal Realm in this nether realm?" Zhou Changqing asked with another frown.

"I don't know about this, maybe he has another chance!"

"Then I'm afraid the battle here is not optimistic!"

"Not necessarily, this person's aura is a little vain, thinking that Lan Bing's blow just now broke through the big array on the island in advance has also had a certain impact on him, his loud laughter just now has a lot of bluff feeling, but it may also be my delusion!" Zhou Xuansan frowned and said with some uncertainty after sensing it carefully for a while.

"Let's stay away first and see the situation!" Zhou Changqing patted the golden eagle under him, and the golden eagle fluttered its wings and flew upwards thousands of miles away again, hiding in the clouds.