Above the sky, there were many figures, and the aborigines of the eight surnames appeared first, followed by the monks of the four palaces.

The sky of Vientiane City is not something that anyone who wants to fly into the sky can go up.

Li Xiaoyi looked up for a while, shrank into the crowd, and tried his best to restrain his breath, in fact, the races in the square were mixed, and the breath was even more so.

But after seeing the two golden armor corpses and the countless True Realm cultivators in the sky, Li Xiaoyi felt that it was better to be careful.

The bells are still ringing, one after another, the crowds are surging, and the shouts are ringing one after another in the ghost square.

A man and a woman on the ghost Xingtai had completely recovered their senses at this time, their eyes looked around in fear, and the woman's tears kept falling like a beaded curtain.

The two gold-armored corpses stood on both sides, and under the god and ghost platform, the silver-armored corpses of the hundred-man team could not splash the water of their guards, and the wind could not blow through.

At this time, the black and white tower in the distance suddenly became bloody, and a strong bloody aura was emitted throughout the square.

All kinds of races, like wolves that have been hungry for a long time, after smelling this bloody breath, their eyes turned red, and they looked up to the sky and roared.

Li Xiaoyi's ears were almost deafened, and he looked at the black and white tower in the distance, and the red light that came out of it almost turned into the same color as the dark red sky.

Twelve rays of light suddenly shot out from the Yin and Netherworld Hall at the top of the tower, and the palace master of the four palaces of the ghost and the Netherworld corpse flew in front, followed by the head of the eight major surnames, except for the Meng family, of course.

This is like a visitor from Bai Yujing, the battle is so big, it is the biggest scene Li Xiaoyi has ever seen except for participating in the sword trial meeting of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Looking at the four palaces and eight families in the sky, this time he finally saw that the core people in the Netherworld Temple, everyone's body, his divine sense could not penetrate, and he could not see his face clearly.

The bell ringing in Vientiane City suddenly stopped, and the square gradually began to quiet down.

All the eyes of the people looked there, and then they knelt on the ground and bowed, and the four palaces and eight families in the sky bowed.

Li Xiaoyi was mixed in the group of cultivators, and he was also half-squatting on the ground in the same way, and a huge black shadow rose from the black and white tower.

In the scarlet light curtain, it was particularly prominent, Li Xiaoyi looked over from the corner of his eye, and it turned out to be a huge ghost ship.

At the bow of the ship was a giant human-faced skeleton, with two eye sockets deep and scarlet glowing.

The entire hull of the ship has a giant skeleton of the human body, and the black hull is black and white, and the scenes of a hundred ghosts walking at night and ten thousand ghosts returning to the sky are carved on the hull.

At the top of the bow of the ship, the figures of a man and a woman stood on it, the man was tall, he did not deliberately hide his breath, and a majestic and domineering divine thought suddenly appeared in the square.

The cultivators began to boil again: "It's His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, it's really His Majesty the Ghost Emperor!"

Li Xiaoyi trembled all over, his whole body trembled, and the Nirvana Spirit Orb no longer dared to slowly rotate in the belly of the Purple Palace Pill, but hovered still.

The breath of the ghost head general appeared on Li Xiaoyi's body, and he unknowingly launched the ghost combination technique on his own.

This forbidden technique of overdrawing his life will be suddenly activated every time when Li Xiaoyi's life is in danger.

But the moment he realized the aura of the Ghost Emperor, it naturally triggered by himself, which was definitely not the breath that a real person should have.

The two golden armored corpses on the god and ghost platform are the best references, after comparing each other, Li Xiaoyi really didn't want to think deeply, but those four words still popped out of his mind uncontrollably.

Golden body and moon corpse, land fairyland!

Because of the ghost combination technique, moreover, there are many races in the square, the breath is mixed, and the divine thoughts of the ghost emperor do not seem to have noticed Li Xiaoyi, and he looked down with a smile.

Next to him is a beautiful woman with a charming face and a graceful figure, who is also looking down with a smile on her face, but she is a contemporary ghost mother.

There was thunder of joy in the square, and all kinds of cultivators knelt and worshipped non-stop, and this scene lasted for a long time before it calmed down in a shout.

The aura of the Ghost Emperor has been filling the surroundings, it is an extremely special corpse aura, and all the corpse cultivators are breathing freely.

Especially the one next to Li Xiaoyi, under the induction of divine thoughts, its cultivation actually increased.

And the body of the ghost mother is wandering with endless power of yin spirits, and the two complement each other and do not exclude each other, but they are very compatible.

Taking advantage of the inattention of others, Li Xiaoyi took out the True Spirit Jinpa, a strange beast mixed with the blood of Qiqi, and appeared quietly, Li Xiaoyi's body shrank, and he hid in.

At the same time, the ghost combination technique is lifted, and the ghost head general is released, and he lives on the back of the strange beast.

Li Xiaoyi's face was pale and bloodless, and with the improvement of his cultivation, the greater the increase intensity of the Ghost Combination Technique, the more obvious the effect of the backlash was.

Fortunately, he did all this extremely carefully, and it was in the belly of the Purple Palace Pill of the alien beast, and the ghost combination technique was lifted, so it did not attract the attention of the Ghost Emperor and the Ghost Mother.

At the same time as he let out a sigh of relief, the golden armor corpse on the white jade platform suddenly roared, and the cultivator who was still immersed in the satisfaction of cultivation ascension seemed to have woken up from his sleep, and opened his eyes to look at the white jade platform.

A white-haired old man with a silver face and silver armor, his face was dark, and under his scarlet gaze, there was a red tongue as bright as blood, and with a smile full of hideousness, he walked onto the jade platform.

A dagger the size of a palm with a hook like a crescent moon shook in his hand, and he had come to the front of a man and a woman.

Then a group of young-looking iron-armored corpses stood on the left and right, and a large net overflowing with treasure light was thrown out in their hands, and in the frightened eyes of the two, the four corners of the large net were pulled up, and began to wrap around the bodies of a man and a woman.

After doing all this, the flesh of a man and a woman protruded in the gap of the big net, and the old man's eyes looked at the golden armor corpse on the side.

The latter nodded without speaking, and the old man stepped forward, and with a quick flick of his wrist, a piece of flesh immediately fell, and in his palm, he turned around, and almost all eyes were on him in the square.

A wail sounded, and the bound man only then reacted that a piece of flesh on his face was actually gone.

The heart-rending pain and fear of the unknown made him cry incessantly, and the same was true of the woman beside him.

But the more they were like this, the more excited the spectators under the white jade stage became, and even the golden armor corpses on both sides actually showed a trace of hideousness on their faces.

The old man grinned, and under the gaze of all the cultivators, his red tongue curled, and he rolled the skin and flesh in his hand into his mouth, and began to chew with a look of enjoyment.

Another shout of joy and thunder resounded throughout the square, and the cultivator's face was like a mad demon, and the corpse qi and yin qi were like a tide, constantly rolling, and the dark red sky and blood had become one color.