In the boneyard.

Aoyagi and Zhuo Ning were recovering from the formation arranged by Lei Luo at the moment, relying on the spirit stones sent by Lei Luo, their injuries had already recovered.

However, just as they were closing their eyes to recuperate, Aoyagi and Zhuo Ning felt a slight vibration coming, which was a little intermittent at first, and then became continuous.

"What's the matter, is it an earthquake?" Zhuo Ning said with some doubts.

She had never heard of an earthquake on the Nether Island, although the entire Nether Island was huge, but the island was full of ghosts, and there was no place like a volcano, so there shouldn't be an earthquake.

"I don't know, but this tremor has lasted so long, either the Yuanying Monk has used some great magical power, or the mountain has collapsed somewhere!" Aoyagi also guessed.

However, listening to those companions along the way, it seems that the Yuanying Monk has not been to the Netherworld Island for hundreds of years, so this tremor can only collapse somewhere.

After the two of them had been resting here for so long, they had already had the intention of acting, and now that they felt this anomaly, the two of them flew up to check it out.

As a result, when the two of them flew into the air to look around, they saw a scene that shocked them.

I saw that in the distance of the Ghost King's Palace, the palace that was originally higher than the mountain began to collapse, and not only that palace, but also the surrounding castle group had disappeared.

A circular pit tens of thousands of feet wide replaced the original castle complex, enclosing the entire palace, and the entire palace may follow in the footsteps of those castles after a dozen breaths.

"Who did it, that palace is not something that ordinary monks can destroy, could it be Yuanying Monk!" Zhuo Ning said with a pale face.

She knew the tenacity of the Ghost King's Palace, but she didn't expect that she would one day see the entire Ghost King's Palace collapse, and it would be so fast.

What happened next was exactly as they expected, and the entire Ghost King's Palace collapsed in front of their eyes.

The palace, which was originally ten thousand feet high, gradually split, and finally disappeared as if it had been swallowed up by the giant pit on the ground.

The Ghost King's Palace was full of smoke and dust, and tens of thousands of zhang on the plain were filled with this smoke and dust, because of the barrier of this smoke and dust and the distance was too far, Aoyagi and the others couldn't see what was going on inside.

Thousands of miles away at the altar.

The sacrifice was still going on, and dozens of ghost kings bowed their heads and knelt under the altar.

But at this moment, a roar of extreme anger came, breaking the originally quiet sacrifice.

This roar came so suddenly that all the ghost kings around him were surprised, and even the old man above the altar also looked down.

"Fog Ghost King!"

"What are you going to do!"

"This is a holy place, how can you be presumptuous!"

A rebuke came, and the other ghost kings looked at the fog ghost king who suddenly stood up, their faces with wonderful expressions, anger, surprise, jealousy, and schadenfreude.

"That's enough!" a majestic voice came, and all the surrounding ghost kings looked respectfully at the top of the altar.

The old man walked down the altar and looked at the fog ghost king in front of him with a pair of cloudy black eyes, which made the ghost kings around him frightened.

But fortunately, it was not them who did the crime, and the complexion soon returned to normal, and the main lord was there with a cloudy and uncertain face.

"Fog Ghost King, why did you interrupt the sacrifice loudly, if you don't give a reason, I will let you taste the punishment of soul splitting!"

Although this voice sounded extremely indifferent, neither happy nor sad, but the words he said made the ghost kings around him feel a burst of creepy, especially when they heard the punishment of dividing the soul.

The Fog Ghost King looked at the old man with the same frightened expression, obviously knowing that what he had done this time was indeed a bit out of place.

But even so, what happened really made him unbearable, so now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and he can only explain.

"Venerable Qiyu, this king, I, my palace has been destroyed!" the Fog Ghost King explained tremblingly.

As soon as these words came out, all the ghost kings around were stunned, and they all suspected that they had heard it wrong, because what the other party said was that the palace was actually destroyed.

In fact, it's no wonder that they are like this, the ghost king's palace is built by a special material on the Netherworld Island, and it took each ghost king about a thousand years to build his own palace, which can be said to have taken a lot of effort.

Although the palace of the Fog Ghost King is close to the Terran side, there have been no major problems for thousands of years, at most, someone has broken in, but it has never been destroyed.

So when they heard that the palace was destroyed for a while, the rest of the ghost kings couldn't believe it, and even the old man thought that the other party was confused for the first time.

"After cultivating for thousands of years, I don't think you will open your mouth indiscriminately, so your palace has really been ruined?" the old man began to ask after thinking for a moment.

After all, they are all ghost kings, and the youngest ghost king here has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and it is impossible for them to talk nonsense like a fool, so the old man still chooses to believe each other.

"How could I be joking, there are several prohibitions I have arranged in the new palace, and now all the prohibitions have been destroyed, only it is possible that the entire palace has been destroyed!" said the Fog Ghost King with a gloomy expression this time.

After hearing this, the old man closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and then nodded at the Fog Ghost King, meaning to let him go.

The fog ghost king was ordered, and he didn't dare to say half a word, and his body gradually turned into a cloud of pitch-black mist, and he faded and disappeared in front of the ghost kings.

"The Jindan monk of the human race was able to destroy his palace, which is really interesting, but what makes the Jindan monk so desperate, could it be the death of the Lian Ghost King in the first place?" the old man muttered to himself.

At the beginning, the Fog Ghost King and this Cheap Ghost King fought for territory, but later the whereabouts of the Cheap Ghost King were unknown, and the other Ghost Kings suspected that it was the black hand of the Fog Ghost King.

But after all, one party has fallen, and they will not pursue anything for the fallen person, even if the other party may sacrifice the soul heart stone, it is also the other party's ability.

"However, if you can attract the Jindan monks to trespass into the Ghost King's Palace, then there must be something that attracts them, could it be that the Fog Ghost King has really refined the Soul Heart Stone?" the old man was a little puzzled.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that this matter has nothing to do with me, as long as their ghost clan can complete the great cause, these things are just small things.

"Anyway, a few Jindan monks can't make any waves, when our clan enters the human realm, the human race is a lamb to be slaughtered, let them make trouble now!"

The old man seemed to lose interest and walked back to the altar on his own.

......

The ruins of the original ghost king's palace are in ruins.

A boulder made a cracking sound, and then after a boom, the entire boulder turned into debris, and a figure walked out of the stone chips, which was none other than Lei Luo, the initiator of the destruction of the palace.

"Where to run!" he appeared, and his mind swept around, then roared.

The evil qi on his body gushed out, and several blood tigers of a dozen zhang in size flew out of his body and pounced towards one of the ruins.

In that place, a black mist poured out, and the figure of a female ghost in red loomed in the black mist.

When she saw several blood tigers pounce, the female ghost let out a scream and hurriedly wanted to escape.

"Xuanguang finger!" came a coquettish shout.

Lu Linglong's figure appeared beside Lei Luo, and after a slight touch of the slender jade hand, a pillar of white light shot out from his fingertips, hitting the body of the female ghost in red.

After being hit by this white light, the figure of the red female ghost froze, and a painful howl came out of her mouth.

The place where it was hit became even more charred, but it began to heal slowly under the nourishment of the slightest ghostly energy.

After all, Lu Linglong's cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building, and the gap between it and the late stage of Jindan of the female ghost in red is too big, relying on the restraint of this magical power, it is already good to have this kind of attack power.

Because of the delay of this blow, the blood-colored tigers had already rushed to the female ghost's side, and bursts of blood were biting towards the female ghost, apparently wanting to directly tear it apart.

However, when these evil tigers rushed to the side of the female ghost a few inches away, they would be blocked by a layer of light emitted by the red brocade robe on their body, and no matter how much the evil tiger attacked, they could not break through this defense.

"This dress turned out to be the natal magic weapon of the ghost concubine, and it seems that it is still a special defensive magic weapon!" Lei Luo guessed when he looked at the brocade robe so sharp.

Ghost cultivators can not only pollute the monk's magic weapon for their own drive, but also use some ghost fire magic powers to refine their own natal magic weapon, which is no different from the monk.

However, the magic weapons of ghost cultivation are generally auxiliary to the ghost path and supernatural powers, similar to the ghostly skeleton war hammer, or the netherworld staff of the horse-faced man, and it is rare to see ghost cultivators or ghost things choose to refine defensive magic weapons.

In this way, the two sides began to stalemate, Lei Luo relied on his massive evil qi, and the female ghost in red relied on the cultivation of Jindan in the later stage and the defensive power of the magic weapon.

However, if this continues, it is the female ghost in red who suffers, after all, the amount of Lei Luo's evil qi has reached an unparalleled level, and the evil qi released now is only a small part of the evil qi in his body.

"Let Lu Xiaolai, the invisible body of the ghost can't resist sonic attacks!"

Lei Luo immediately thought of a way after seeing the female ghost who was in a stalemate with the evil tiger, Lu Linglong tapped his hands, and after a white mist appeared, Lu Xiao's figure appeared in front of the two.

She turned into a white mist and slowly flew into Lu Xiao's body, and after a while, Lu Xiao became active.

The female ghost in red is quite embarrassed now, because the evil tigers around her are eyeing her, and if she doesn't use all her strength to defend herself, the bloody jaws of those evil tigers will tear it apart as soon as possible.

But those tigers don't seem to be exhausted, no matter how she defends, she can't defeat them, and often after repelling a tiger, the second and third only pounce with teeth and claws.

Now she was tired of coping, but at this moment, a scream came, and at the same time, a fierce sound wave attack suddenly attacked, making the female ghost in red who was fully supported was in pain.

Under the attack of the sound wave, the entire ghost body of the female ghost in red began to collapse slightly, and her hands and feet began to become unstable.

"Seven Kills Sword Formation, Slash!" At this moment, Lei Luo suddenly roared.

It turned out that around the female ghost in red, countless evil qi had condensed into hundreds of flying swords, and now relying on the sound wave attack to delay, these flying swords had surrounded the female ghost.

As soon as Lu Xiao's attack was retracted, these hundreds of flying swords slashed at the red-clothed female ghost under the command of Lei Luo, and at the same time, the surrounding evil tigers changed for a while, turning into hundreds of blood-colored small snakes, flying and rushing to the body of the red-clothed female ghost.

The female ghost in red, who no longer had much strength under the sonic attack, was bitten by these blood snakes at this moment, and a terrible roar came out of her mouth.

But before she could react, hundreds of flying swords had already been killed.

With a piercing scream, the female ghost in red was slashed into nothingness by the flying sword of the evil qi, and at the same time, a transparent rescue body with a redder glow also fell from mid-air to the ground.

Lei Luo walked to the place where the female ghost in red had fallen, took the soul crystal in his hand, and finally showed a satisfied smile.