"Qingqing, be careful! The Three-Eyed Old Demon of the Chaos Demon Sect has murderous intent towards us. ”

In the passage of the mountain wall, a woman in a hazy blue veil said in a cold voice.

She was the ghost girl-Yin Ji, no one had ever seen her appearance, and her voice sounded cold, as if pieces of ice pierced her ears.

"Well, the disciple knows. ”

When Qingqing heard the voice, he didn't turn his head to look at the three-eyed old demon, his expression was still calm, and he stood quietly, like a valley orchid.

"But you don't have to worry too much. ”

The voice of the ghost girl-Yin Ji became colder and colder, revealing a hint of murderous intent: "The three-eyed old demon's supernatural powers and Taoist skills have all been restrained by me, and his magic eyes are useless to me at all." If he dares to make a move, I will drag him first, and you will go and tempt and kill that Chaos Demon Sect's Nine Realms Great Cultivator, and see if he is distressed!

"Thank you, Sister Yinji. ”

Qingqing smiled lightly, it was very good-looking. The eyes are clear and ethereal, making people extremely pure.

Who would have thought that such a pure and touching little woman would actually comprehend the great charm technique in the Three Thousand Great Avenues?

At this moment, no one noticed that the jasper staff in the hand of the high priest of the Jingyuan Temple flashed a faint light.

This ray of light snapped and melted into the mountain path under his feet.

Then, the entire mountain wall seemed to move, extremely slight, and even the Three-Eyed Old Demon and the others thought it was an illusion and didn't care.

"Xigang, wait for the seal of the ghost mountain in Xiazhen to be lifted, and the peerless ghost thing breaks out of the mountain, you immediately leave with me and go to the Nai He Bridge!"

The High Priest was a wrinkled, bark-like old man dressed in golden armor.

His eyes are very vicissitudes, and time is full of wind and frost and wisdom written on his face.

"Yes!"

Beside him was a sturdy young man with a silver spear, more than three meters tall, holding a silver spear.

He frowned, and Chuan Yin asked, "High Priest, do we really want to cooperate with the Yellow Springs Sect Master?" This Yellow Springs Sect Master is insidious and cunning, scheming, not like the kind of person who does not believe in his word!"

"Don't worry, the ancient gods passed down the divine decree, and there will be no mistake. ”

The old priest blinked, grabbed the young man's big hand, and sighed: "That Han Chao is the one who exterminated the gods revealed by the ancient god prophets! My barbarian clan will fall into his hands! If we don't take this opportunity to eradicate this person as soon as possible, my barbarian clan will be at risk of extinction!"

"Don't worry, High Priest! I brought out the holy spear of the temple this time, even if that Han Chao is promoted to the Immortal Secret Realm, he will also die in my hands! When I return to the wilderness, that Han Chao's head is the best tribute I can offer to the ancient gods of the temple! I swear to all the barbarian ancient gods!"

The tall young man's eyes lit up with a fiery light of adoration, and his face soared with pride.

"Okay, good, it's almost time! Let's go!"

The old priest nodded with satisfaction, sensing the trembling frequency of the mountain path under his feet.

After three breaths, an immeasurable amount of blood light shot up from under his feet, and those ghost kings who flew out of the mountain wall were illuminated by the blood light, and they turned into green smoke in an instant.

Suddenly, the whole mountain trembled violently, and there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the mountain exploded!

A terrifying aura erupted from the bottom of the mountain, soared into the sky, and spread for thousands of miles. The violent wind actually blew away the black fog on the river surface, revealing the golden bull head statue.

"Emperor Huangquan, you have suppressed me for so many years, let me taste the taste of loneliness, the pain of nine burials and soul devouring, I will let your disciples and grandchildren pay for their blood debts!"

With a violent and hateful roar, a golden figure rose into the sky.

The terrifying power aura, amazingly powerful, directly smashed the entire town ghost mountain.

"Let's go!"

The high priest didn't have time to look at the appearance of the figure, and the jasper staff in his hand was a little, and the void fluctuated, and a golden ring appeared.

The next moment, the two of them flew out and slammed into the golden ring, and with a pop, the golden ring disappeared, and the two were nowhere to be seen.

"Let's go!"

"Damn, this old guy from the Jingyuan Temple is yin against us!"

"What a terrifying aura, it is definitely the pinnacle of the Three Realms of Immortality, we can't be defeated, escape!"

Almost at the same time, the expressions of the ghost girl-Yin Ji, the three-eyed old demon, the old ghost of Xiqi, and the righteous path on the river changed drastically, and they hurriedly sacrificed all kinds of mysterious magical powers and fled in all directions.

At this time, the golden bull head came to life again, and actually jumped up and rushed towards the golden figure in the nine heavens.

The pillars of Xuanhuang light also flew out, as fast as lightning, and slashed out from afar, as if they wanted to seal the golden figure again.

"Hmph, Yin Death Bull Head, just a puppet, death to this god!"

The golden figure shrugged off and slapped his hand at the golden bull's head.

Rumble.

This time, before the golden fork reached the golden figure, the golden bull's head was actually smashed into pieces all over the sky with a palm, and the golden fork flew out directly.

"Three-pointed, two-edged forks, barely handy!"

Shattered, the golden figure grabbed with five claws, and the golden fork fell into his hand with a snap, and he slashed with a wave of his hand, and when there was a thunderclap, those pillars of Xuanhuang light were chopped into thousands of pieces.

The mystical runes in the pillar of light exploded even more, turning into a flood of spiritual light.

This time, the rabbit rose and fell, and it was amazingly fast.

When everyone's consciousness sensed it, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to turn back at all, and ran wildly.

"Hmph! A few ants, they still want to escape under the nose of the god, come back to me!" Unfortunately, the golden figure raised it with one hand and grabbed it.

The weird suction power was born out of thin air, and it actually sucked the old ghost of Xiqi from the Blood Ancestor Gate back.

At this moment, a terrifying coercion suddenly enveloped him, and the spirit of the old ghost of Xiqi gave birth to endless fear under this coercion, and he trembled uncontrollably.

In this way, naturally he can't raise the mana to escape. In the soul, there is only fear, fear, and even self-explosion.

"You ant, you have enough blood and energy, and after eating you, the god can barely recover your vitality! However, before that, the god asks you, what year and month is it now? Can the Dao system of the Emperor Huangquan be handed down? If you answer refreshingly, for the sake of the face that you are not the disciple of the Emperor Huangquan, the god will give you a good time!"

The golden figure grabbed the old ghost of Xiqi with one hand, like a tiger holding a little rabbit, and asked coldly.

"What kind of monster is this guy!"

The old ghost of Xiqi trembled, because he was too afraid, the dignified and chaotic real person actually began to fight his teeth, and his heart was extremely horrified.

"Don't say it, eat you!"

Seeing this, the golden figure used his big hand to exert force, and with a bang, the pure yang body of the old ghost of Xiqi exploded, turning into a blood mist in the sky.

Suck.

The golden figure looked up to the sky and took a big gulp, swallowing the blood mist in the sky, and his face gradually became clearer, revealing a one-horned and four-eyed strange man.

This strange man has a big square face, an eagle hooked a big nose, and the arrogance between Gu Pan is undoubtedly revealed, like a god who governs the life and death of all things, dominating.

"Hmph! It's better to search for souls and refine souls!"

The four eyes of the golden-robed monster blinked, and blood shot out, directly pulling the soul of the old ghost of Xiqi and flying back, and the next moment, he grabbed it with his big hand and held the soul of the old ghost.

As a burst of blood flashed, the old ghost of Xiqi erupted into bursts of terrifying roars of pain and wailed.

After three breaths, the wailing disappeared.

The golden-robed strange man waved his hand, the white smoke in his palm dissipated, he stood with his hands in his hands, and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that so many years have passed, the beginning, the ancient, the modern, the old guy of the Huangquan Emperor has spread out his branches, and I didn't expect it to be passed on! However, in this underworld, there is actually a human emperor pen and the earth emperor book, which must be the back hand left by the old guy of the Huangquan Emperor! If this god rashly runs out, I am afraid that he will be directly killed by the emperor of the earth and the emperor's pen!"

The words fell, and the man fell into deep thought.

A moment later, the golden-robed monster flew into the sky, blasted across the river, and landed, revealing a lifeless wasteland in front of him.

The ghost fire is blue, and the black fog is sweeping.

In the deepest part of the wasteland, there seems to be a majestic and amazing city, towering to the sky, giving people great oppressive force.

But before he could see it clearly, a blue light flashed, and a beautiful woman with charm appeared a hundred feet away, dressed in a snow-white bandeau dress, her skin was like snow, and she was beautiful and moving.

"Unexpectedly, it was you who got out of trouble first. ”

The beautiful woman blinked her royal blue eyes and looked at the golden-robed stranger with interest, her voice languid and soft.

"Yes! Meng Jiang!"

Seeing this person appear, the golden-robed strange man looked awe-inspired, his figure took half a step back, and there was no longer any arrogance on his face.

In its place, there is a strong sense of jealousy.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, why are you so nervous. It's just that I'm tired of being here, and I want to follow the human emperor's pen and the earth's emperor's book to return to the fairy world to see, if you come nonsense and disturb our game, then don't blame us for being ruthless and suppressing you again!"

The beautiful woman's slender jade fingers were raised, her hair was gently stroked, and she laughed softly.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Hearing this, the golden-robed strange man frowned, staring at Meng Jiang's family in shock.

"You don't care what we want to do, anyway, in this netherworld, you try to shoot as little as possible, just don't kill people indiscriminately. The rest, up to you. ”

After Meng Jiang finished speaking, he didn't wait for the golden-robed strange man to answer, and as soon as he turned around, the person left in a curling manner.

Only a faint aroma of wine remains, remaining in the air.

"Hmph!

The golden-robed strange man snorted coldly, pondered in place for a while, and finally raised his foot and flew away along the plain river.

On the periphery of this underworld is the town ghost mountain, and eight Huangquan roads lead directly to the Lechuan River. On the Lechuan River, eight Nai He bridges connect the Yin and Ghost Mansions.

Since you can't guess it, it's better to find a few monks first, fish in troubled waters, and see what the three guys want to do!

The most important thing is what the Huangquan Emperor is calculating!

At this time, on the bridge, the battle between Han Chao and Li Chengyi was also coming to an end.

He was forced back to the bridgehead.

Behind him is the stele, as well as the blue light barrier condensed by the inscriptions of the eight Huangquan Sects of 'No one survives on the bridge'.

There is no way back!