Looking at the girl's shoulder, there is a blood hole, although the bleeding has stopped, but there is a faint ghost aura overflowing.

"Some meanings, there are both fox clans and ghosts in the underworld. ”

Nightstar looked at the ghost cloud behind the girl.

Inside that ghost cloud, it was not a cultivator, but a ghost in the underworld.

In this regard, Night Star could think that it should be these ghosts summoned by the passage opened by the Canglan clan.

The Canglan clan is a ghost path of cultivation, which can also be called ghost cultivation, and that family has a very bad reputation in the wilderness.

In order to cultivate, the people of the Canglan clan often slaughter living beings and sacrifice ghost dao exercises and evil magic weapons.

Of course, because of the support of the underworld boss behind the Canglan clan, although many big forces in the wasteland want to pull out this clan, they are afraid of the underworld boss and dare not really move the Canglan clan.

Night Star has seen a wild history, saying that after the fall of a certain ancestor wife of the Canglan clan, a wisp of remnant soul fell into the underworld, and was favored by a certain king of the underworld, well, the details in the middle cannot be described, anyway, it is the ancestral tomb of the Canglan clan that has a big green light, so that it can always protect this clan.

"Soft rice is eaten across borders... That lady is not idle and tired, and she is busy in the two worlds. "Other people's affairs, the night star is not praised, and can only sigh.

Just as he was watching, a huge roar of thousands of ghosts suddenly sounded in unison in the ghost cloud behind him!

Those nearly a thousand ghosts have performed a thousand ghost crying, sonic ghost magic!

A black sound wave swept out, and as soon as it swept into the painting Zen, that is, the girl in the blue dress, the girl's light was scattered, and she fell straight down from the sky in an instant.

"Little goblin, what are you doing when you run to our Terran?"

Nightstar shook his head.

No longer delayed, with one hand, a force of space was taken out, and the falling painting Zen was taken.

Call~~!

The soft body fell into Nightstar's arms and was caught by Nightstar's hands.

Night Star is not a rebellion, this pure spirit fox thought he was a mortal scholar at the Lantern Riddle Conference, and helped him subdue the two cultivators who wanted to rob him, Night Star was also very righteous.

"You are!"

Hua Zen'er was caught inexplicably, that is, the charming and innocent pale face was startled at first, but after seeing that it was a human boy who saved him, he couldn't help but flash despair in his eyes.

This Terran boy is so good-looking, but just the perfect cultivation of the Void Wheel Realm can't help her at all.

In fact, the cultivation of the Void Wheel Realm is not weak, but the enemy behind the painting Zen'er has a cultivation above the Spirit Slashing Realm.

"Girl, are you alright?" asked Nightstar with a slight smile.

However, he asked in vain, and Hua Chan'er was just about to open his mouth to let the night star run away, but he exhaled a breath of black air, his eyes were black, and he fainted.

In fact, the painting Zen Er could no longer support it, and at this time his mind was slightly relaxed, and he passed out.

But when she was unconscious, she sighed in her heart, and she didn't think that the young man in front of her could save herself, although the young man reached the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Void Wheel Realm at such an age, which was already extremely powerful, but what she was chasing was a ghost with the cultivation of the Spirit Slashing Realm, I was afraid that she would wake up and become the ghost wife of the ghost in the underworld, and the meteor tears would also become the underworld.

"I'm sorry, I didn't send the Tearful Star back to Qingqiu......"

A tear slipped out of the beautiful eyes closed by the painting Zen'er, and the night star was surprised, this girl was too excited to be saved by herself?

"Who made me so handsome, they all stunned the fox. Nightstar laughed.

The next moment, the ghost cloud reached the top of this sky, and in the black ghost cloud that covered half of the sky, a lazy young man's voice sounded, but his tone revealed a sense of evil intent and arrogance, "Is it another remnant of the Black Demon Sect, but it is a bit of cultivation, Ah Mo, destroy his physical body and eat the original god." ”

"Boom, young master, just look at it. ”

A man laughed gloomily on the ghost cloud, and then a shadow with ghostly energy suddenly jumped down from the black cloud, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, with ten fingers and ghost claws, sticking towards the head of the coming night star.

In his green eyes, with cruelty, the night star has become his prey!

"These two days have been really enjoyable, after absorbing so many living souls, returning to the underworld to refine and turn, my ghost power must have skyrocketed. The ghost named Amo thought proudly.

Nightstar watched the ghost pounce on him, a chuckle on his lips.

"It's equivalent to a Yin Ghost in the Spirit Slashing Realm, are you here to seek the soul to fly away? ”

The right hand was raised, and the index finger was a little farther away from the ghost shadow that was rushing towards him, and on the fingertips, a little golden flame appeared, and a flash shot out!

'Poof!'

The speed of that bit of Jin Yan was too fast, and in a flash, before the ghost could react, it pierced through the ghost shadow's head and directly shattered the ghost fire in the yin ghost's head.

The ghost shadow instantly burst into golden flames, and in the blink of an eye, it was burned by the golden flames like light and shadow.

This is the real soul scattered, it is dissipated between heaven and earth, and it completely disappears in the reincarnation of the Three Realms.

In the black ghost cloud, the son of the ghost king of the Northern Stygian Sea, one of the thirty-six ghost kings of the underworld, was originally lying on a black jade ghost bed with nine dark blue waves, and two rather charming and beautiful yin ghost girls beside him, one rubbed his legs, and the other was using his delicate little hands to dial the spirit fruit of the underworld for him, and then sent the yin spirit fruit into the mouth of this ghost Shao.

But at this time, the three ghosts were all stunned.

Originally, the North Stygian Sea Ha was a look of enjoyment, looking at the many elite ghost soldiers of his own family on the ghost cloud, he was complacent for a while, along the way before, he met many living cultivators, but they were all killed by his ghost soldiers, thinking about coming this way, the cultivators of this realm who died in his hands were not one thousand but eight hundred.

But later, he saw a spirit fox, and was suddenly shaken by the spirit fox girl, and the ghost turned upside down, he felt that his ghost life was meaningful again, and this trip was really not in vain.

Then, he ordered his ghost soldiers to pursue the spirit fox woman all the way, bent on catching the woman and becoming his ghost concubine.

In his opinion, with the protection of so many of his subordinates, he can't go anywhere in this world, and whoever dares to oppose him will destroy whom, so he got rid of the call of the Canglan clan without any concern and chased here.

What is the Canglan clan, and they also want to drive him to the North Stygian Sea, I really don't know who is high and who is low.

Bei Ying Haiha looked down: "Where did this come from, it looks quite powerful?"

The corners of his mouth twitched twice.

The main thing is...... His brother-in-law was killed by a blow like this?

Why did he go back to the ghost world, how could he explain to his grumpy sister?

"Young master, he... He seems to have killed Amo...", one of the yin ghost girls said weakly.

"Didn't I see that?" Beisty Haiha stroked his messy hair and glared at the ghost girl fiercely.

And then she said to the ten burly yin ghosts behind her, "Ten strong ghost cultivators, you go and arrest that little lady to this young master, and the man will be killed directly! ”

Bei Ying Hai Ha explained, and the ten burly Yin Ghosts behind him disappeared in place!

Woo, for a while, there was a ghost cyclone around the night star, and the top ten ghost cultivators appeared, surrounding the night star in the center.

There was no superfluous look in their green eyes, and they were cold and seemed to be stagnant water.

The top ten ghost cultivators, all of whom have a recultivation of the Spirit Realm, and it is difficult for them to meet opponents in the same level alone, they are the main close-quarters ghost guards of the North Stygian Sea, once they join forces, the ghost power is even more unimaginable, and it is extremely fierce!

"Haha, you're scared!" said North Stygian laughing, looking down.

Ben Shao is a low-key ghost world, he is upright, he keeps his promises, and if he says that if you let the third watch die, he will not stay until the fifth watch.

"What about your dry hair, if you don't make a move, are you talking to him about ghosts?" Seeing that his subordinates didn't make a move, Bei Ying Hai Ha couldn't help but urge.

At this time, Night Star looked up with a smile.

A black thunder appeared in front of his eyes, and the object in front of him did not change, and a huge young figure appeared standing up to the sky.

Although the Yin Ghost and Ghost Cultivation are weird, they are good at attacking but not good at defense, and the highest cultivators of these ghosts are only a heavy slashing spirit realm, and they can't resist the magic power illusion of the night star at all.

The Night Star is impressively the ghost of the top ten and the ghosts of the North Styx Sea Ha and other ghosts have cast their own magical illusions.

As the saying goes, one thing descends one thing.

For some cultivators who are not good at the path of divine thoughts, ghost cultivation and yin ghosts are extremely strange and difficult to kill, but for cultivators who are proficient in divine thoughts and illusions, ghost cultivation and yin ghosts are as fragile as pieces of paper and bubbles.

In the next moment, this sky rained down bursts of magical light, covering all ghosts...