The Lord of the Netherworld was very angry, but it was useless to be angry, he was not a fool, he had fought against the power of the Leaping Spirit Realm in this starry sky market for seven days and seven nights, and it was clear that it looked like an ordinary starry sky market, under the shroud of the mana of the highest combat power of the Yin and Yang realms, it was undamaged, this situation was not normal.

The Lord of the Netherworld sat down on the spot and began to heal, although this injury did not affect his ability to unify the Yang Realm at all, but no injury was certainly better than an injury.

The Soul Leaping Realm monk in the back also sat down on the spot and began to heal. He knew in his heart that he represented the highest combat power of the spiritual realm cultivators, and the lord of the netherworld represented the highest combat power of the netherworld, and the two fought for seven days and seven nights, and there was no difference between victory and defeat, which meant that this battle between humans and ghosts would be evenly matched.

He kept a distance from the Lord of the Netherworld, sat cross-legged, and began to heal his wounds.

The night sky is quiet, with only a little starlight coming from a distant place.

Suddenly, there was a wave of spatial fluctuations, followed by a wave of mana fluctuations, and then, it calmed down again.

After another hour, it seemed that both people and all the ghosts were in cultivation, and the spatial fluctuations came again, and it was the monk of the Spirit Leaping Realm who quietly tore open a spatial door and wanted to escape into it.

Boom, and immediately after, the violent Yin Ghost Mana Fluctuation imprisoned the Spatial Gate, and the Soul Leaping Realm Monk finally failed to escape through the Spatial Gate.

The Soul Leaping Realm monk smiled bitterly in his heart, although he seemed to be evenly matched in the battle with the Netherworld Lord, but he was now deeply trapped in the Netherworld army, and the Divine Spirit Realm ghost cultivator in the Netherworld army was not the only one Netherworld Lord, the breath he could feel was hundreds, although this number was not as many as the Spirit Leaping Realm monks in the Linglong Realm, but this should not be all the strength of the Netherworld.

Therefore, it is estimated that the high-end combat power should be evenly matched, and the cultivators of the Leaping Spirit Realm are becoming more and more suspicious, and the Netherworld has also encountered the same problem in the Yang Realm, and after cultivating to the highest level of the Cultivation Realm at the moment of the destruction of the Linglong Clan three thousand years ago, it will no longer be able to advance an inch.

The cultivation of this world has a ceiling.

His battle with the Lord of the Netherworld is almost telling, and with his individual mana, the Lord of the Netherworld is evenly matched with him.

In the Linglong Realm, he represents the highest-end combat power, and at the same time, it is much equal to him.

Therefore, it is not the quality but the quantity that determines the victory or defeat of this war, and whichever side has the more Spirit Realm monks will make the winner of the group, but he may become the victim of this war, because he is now trapped in the Netherworld army and cannot escape.

After the rooster in the backyard of Linglong shop crowed three times, Linglong shop lit up, like day. After a short time, Linglong opened its doors and began to open.

The elf girl stood at the door and said, "A new day has begun, good morning everyone, a happy day starts with Linglong Dim Sum." ”

Hundreds of die-hard fans ran out of the Dafa Inn on the opposite side, but after seeing the ghosts who had lined up for a night, as well as the Lord of the Netherworld at the front, they immediately rushed to the end of the line of ghost cultivators, and opened a distance from the ghost cultivators, forming a line.

The Lord of the Nether, as the first person in line, was invited into the shop.

At this time, someone in the ranks of the Terran monks mustered up the courage to raise their hands: "Sister Elf, I want to protest. ”

Elf Girl: "You're protesting against yarn? As he spoke, he turned around and went back to the shop.

The man in the monk's line changed his words: "I have a suggestion to express. ”

Elf Girl: "This little shop does its own thing, and I don't take any suggestions." ”

Monk: "I have a situation to report, to report. There is a curfew at the Starry Sky Orbit Station Market in the Qionghuang Star Domain, why can these ghosts not enter the house at night and still line up here?"

The elf girl said, "Because they are ghosts, ghosts are too normal to be nocturnal. ”

Monk: "What about him, why can he line up at night in the market?"

The elf girl glanced at the Leaping Spirit Realm cultivator who was in second place, and said disdainfully, "He has been blacklisted in the Linglong Shop. ”

Well, no monk has any opinions now, because he dares to blacklist the power of the Spirit Leaping Realm, who would dare to challenge the Linglong Shop.

The elf girl directly crossed the Soul Leaping Realm monk and let the third-ranked ghost cultivator enter the shop.

Soul Leaping Realm Monk: "......"

In this situation where the Netherworld army was eyeing him, he didn't dare to rashly teach a few little monks in this small shop, so he had to watch the ghosts walk into the small shop one by one, and after eating, he walked out satisfied. He couldn't help but wonder more and more about this small shop, how did they make something that could be eaten by humans and ghosts?

The Lord of the Netherworld had eaten Linglong snacks outside the Linglong shop for three days in a row, and on the third night, with a wave of his hand, the assembled Netherworld army set off towards the Starry Sky Orbital Station.

Left and right a politically ambitious lord of the underworld, he has been here for three days, definitely not confused by food, but waiting for the army to be assembled.

Now that the most elite army under his command has been assembled, he immediately marched towards the Linglong Realm with all his might.

The cultivators of the Dafa Inn looked at the army of ghost cultivators who had entered the starry sky orbital station and left, and sighed with a look on their faces: "The Netherworld army is just gone, why didn't we, as Terran monks, contribute to the Terrans' resistance to the Netherworld army?"

Another Terran monk in the same room teased: "There is still a Nether Army stationed in the Qionghuang Star Domain, if you want to contribute, go and destroy them, it can be regarded as a contribution to the battlefield behind enemy lines!"

The monk immediately shrank and said, "I'd better forget it, how can my small body withstand the crushing of the ghost cultivator army?"

Therefore, the ghost cultivator army and the die-hard fans of Linglong Store who stayed at the Starry Sky Orbit Station in the Qionghuang Star Domain continued to line up to eat Linglong dim sum every day, and the picture was exceptionally harmonious.

And Jiang Lin, who followed the Lord of the Netherworld and left, could no longer find Xue Yan, a master of the Ghost God Realm, and just disappeared, silently.

Jiang Lin was very suspicious that Xue Yan had something to do with Xue Cheng, because Xue Yan was the first to eat what Xue Cheng made, and Xue Yan disappeared after arriving at Linglong Shop. No wonder he has been so fond of Xue Yan for the past three thousand years, he almost thought that he was going to fall in love with a person of the same sex, it turned out that it was because he had a relationship with her.

In the Linglong shop, the elf girl said to a ghost cultivator: "The meal you ordered has a total of two thousand god-level yin qi stones, thank you for your patronage." ”

The ghost repair bar bags are reversed: "No, there are only a thousand left." ”

The elf girl suggested, "You can trade something else, like that Yin Water Wood." ”

When the ghost cultivators spent all the Yin Qi stones on their bodies in order to eat Linglong dim sum, under the guidance of the elf girl, they immediately embarked on the road of bartering.

It is estimated that when this war is over, as the invaders, not only will they not be able to bring back any loot, but they will eat it up and replace it, leaving only their own ghost bodies...... No, there may not be much ghost body left, I didn't see over there, and the ghost cultivator who didn't have an opinion on anything valuable, saw it at the elf girl, and was cutting off a piece of ghost energy body from himself to exchange for food.

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