"Alas......"

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he heard the generous statement of the Xiong family god, and tactfully revealed his contempt and disdain, which seriously stimulated the opponent at this time as he wished.

Xiong Hong was really enraged, but fortunately, he had been the master for a long time, running a huge family business, and the city government was also a little deep, the angry look in his eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to cut forward, and the large group of ghost troops behind him immediately charged.

Completely different from the war between the human world and the yang, these Yin soldiers from the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring were as fast as galloping horses, and their bodies were looming, as if they were between existence and disappearance, and it was very easy for people to make mistakes in judgment.

It's a pity that Ye Zhiqiu is not an ordinary person with the naked eye, so naturally he will not misjudge and miss the opportunity for the Yin soldiers to attack.

Moreover, he is not a wise general who passively fights, figured out the opponent's weaknesses, and then formulates a more suitable battle strategy, Ye Zhiqiu decided to take the initiative to attack and drag the enemy into his own rhythm.

"Wow......"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were fixed on the front, paying attention to any movement around him, and he suddenly raised his right foot and slammed it to the ground, and the incomparably blazing flame fountain erupted one after another around him.

The three high, thick flame pillars guarding Ye Zhiqiu in the shape of a pinzig, and the dozen or so Yin soldiers who had just arrived at the front were burned by the Yang Qi Mortal Fire, and they couldn't react at all, and went directly to the ashes, as for the rest of the ghost army that was burned by the aftermath, it was also uncomfortable, and a large number of more than 100 Yin soldiers, the looming translucent bodies began to melt.

The results of the battle were so rich, Ye Zhiqiu's heart was secretly refreshed, seeing the flame fountain falling down, the ghost army of the Xiong family surging again, and the vicious weapons of the underworld were getting closer and closer to him, and he suddenly turned his heart sideways, and the bloody qi that had been polished for a long time broke out violently, not giving the Yin soldiers any respite.

In the eyes of the family god of the Xiong family, the unfathomable monk was just a bonfire at first, and he was killed with enough Yin soldiers under his command, who would have expected this person to suddenly erupt, and the masculine aura of his body skyrocketed, as if a long-dormant volcano erupted, and the blazing flames swept everything around, and the ghost army that had been tempered for thousands of years did not even have a chance to show his own skills, and directly turned into ashes and disappeared completely.

Xiong Hong, who showed the appearance of a four-eyed underworld, saw that between his breaths, his family's military strength in the underworld had lost more than half, and he gritted his silver teeth angrily: "Heaven killing Taoist! How dare you...... How dare you be so shameless?"

The three ghost kings didn't make a move, and a team of five hundred Yin soldiers were wiped out by the Dao Vein Inheritor, exchanging glances with each other, all of them were quite appreciative of his appreciation, optimistic about his future future, and decided to regard it as the main vein.

Ye Zhiqiu was vaguely aware of this, but his face did not show unnecessary emotions, after the complete demise of the ghost army, the yin qi that gathered was empty, and now only the family gods of the Xiong family remained.

The situation suddenly became tense, and the big monster whose mouth was restrained remembered something, and hurriedly reminded him: "The Xiong family god relies on the power of the hidden mountain feng shui, and the Taoist must be careful. ”

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly peeked through the fog and sensed the crisis, and the bloody qi that had just erupted was rising again, but instead of expanding outward, it converged and gathered into shape, condensing into an armor-like battle robe.

Immediately afterwards, the chariot where the Xiong family god was located suddenly dissolved itself, except for Xiong Hong, who had four eyes and a god appearance, the rest of the family gods disappeared, and when they reappeared, they attacked Ye Zhiqiu from all directions.

"It's quite interesting! These ghosts and gods of the underworld actually have the authority of the mountain lord in the hidden mountain, and they can teleport!"

In an instant, Ye Zhiqiu's chest, arms, legs, neck, waist, ankles, knees and other vital parts were all attacked by the Xiong family god.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Zhiqiu was worried about the safety of his own body, afraid of being infiltrated and harmed by the yin power of the underworld ghosts and gods, and once again a wave of qi broke out, pushing them out.

The Yin soldiers died easily in masculinity, but these family gods were not afraid of Ye Zhiqiu's methods, they just overturned a heel, and they would make a comeback after gaining a firm foothold.

However, the three ghost kings have watched the show for a long time, and finally can't help but make a move at this time, and the speed of the one-horned ghost king is a little faster.

I saw him lower his head, revealing a unique (in Ye Zhiqiu's opinion, similar to Panling) twisted horns, and rushed towards a Xiong family god, the other party didn't react at all, and was stabbed through the chest by the ghost king's single horn, and just snorted in pain, the crimson god's body was shattered into slag.

On the twisted corners of the pitch-black ghost seal, there is a new seal inscription on the ground, as small as a mosquito and fly, and the handwriting is still very blurry, which makes people tremble when they see it.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but look over, and secretly thought: "Awesome! A life generates a seal, and the ghosts and gods who die in the hands of the one-horned ghost king are not thousands? ”

Since the one-horned ghost king won the first kill, the powerful ghost king with his name was not to be outdone, and jumped out suddenly, his bull-like body was as strong and agile as a cat, and his arms as thick as elephant legs punched violently, hitting the two bear family gods hard, but they were held up by the opponent with staggered arms.

The Mighty Ghost King smiled coldly, and the invisible destructive power erupted, directly crushing their crimson god bodies inch by inch, like fragile glass statues.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw this scene, he vaguely sensed that it was the power of the realm, and secretly sighed: "The family god of the Xiong family is just a cultivator of the Yin God Realm, facing the true immortal-level ghost king who has mastered the realm of destruction, destruction, and killing, don't die too quickly!"

In the blink of an eye, three of the Xiong family gods died, and the rest of the people waited until then to know that the ghosts and gods of the underworld were not easy to mess with, but it was a pity that no matter how much they spared their lives, things had developed to such a point that it was impossible for both sides to stop.

Xiong Hong, who showed the appearance of a four-eyed underworld, saw that the clansmen who had been with him for many years in the underworld had died out, and he didn't even have a chance to resurrect, his expression was depressed and sleepy, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Retribution...... It's really retribution!"

His comprehension when he was remorseful was too late, after all, the Mighty Ghost King and the One-Horned Ghost King were battle-hardened veterans, and they would not give their opponents any chance, plus the big monster that was forbidden by Ye Zhiqiu secretly used the authority of the mountain lord to interfere with and even restrict the teleportation of the Xiong family god in the hidden mountain, and those who couldn't react were killed on the spot.

After ten breaths, near the Frog Cave in the Hidden Mountain, where this feng shui treasure is located, there is only the four-eyed god Xiong Hong left. He was unwilling to sit still, opened his mouth and scolded, causing the ghost horse chariot under the seat to crash into Ye Zhiqiu.

"Even if it's death, I'm going to pull a cushion. Taoist, go and die!"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it, and suddenly had an idea, if he walked away, he might let the Xiong family god directly break into the frog's den, so as to instantly settle back into the underworld, if he resisted the chariot of the underworld, even if the yin quality did not weigh much, such a strong yin qi and spiritual power would not be a big supplement, but would only become a poison.

"Red-haired Ghost King, it's your turn to play. ”

The third ghost king summoned from the underworld originally protected Ye Zhiqiu's back, and even the Xiong family's gods deliberately omitted to surround and kill him in ten directions, which shows how powerful he is.

Now that he has received the entrustment of the inheritor of the Dao vein, he turned to Ye Zhiqiu's chest, and saw the newborn ghost god of the underworld, driving the ghost horse chariot to charge, grinning, until the other party rushed to the front, and when there was no way to avoid it, he suddenly opened his mouth to swallow the sky.

Xiong Hong originally wanted to kill the Taoist and the ghost king together, but the cruel smile on his face became more and more hideous as the distance kept getting closer, and his expression changed from desperate at the beginning to full of confidence.

Just when Ye Zhiqiu vaguely smelled the obscure aura on the ghost god of the underworld, and couldn't help but start worrying, Xiong Hong suddenly saw the red-haired ghost king who was silent, suddenly revealing his bottomless pitch-black throat, and he rushed straight into his mouth with people and horses.

"No ......"