Unexpectedly, he came to the core of the underground palace unconsciously, Tian Yinzhen looked at the huge and majestic palace a little blankly, but the majestic palace was full of gloomy aura at the moment, which made people feel frightened.

The three human Jindan stage monks standing in front of the nine-zhang tall behemoth looked like ants at the feet of an elephant at the moment.

"Little bugs! The ghost king sneered, and the big knife in his hand slashed at the head of the woman surnamed Zhu's palace skirt.

When the woman surnamed Zhu heard this, she sneered disdainfully, and said: "Don't be ashamed, you and I are in the same realm, but it's just a difference in the size of a head, if you are really much more powerful than us, don't you eat my blow just now? Dare to kill my apprentice, take your life!"

After speaking, the woman in the palace skirt surnamed Zhu also had a cold face, and the white chain more than ten zhang long danced wildly again, bringing a gust of wind and rolling towards the giant ghost king who was nine zhang tall.

"Hey, hey. Seeing this amazing attack, the Ghost King sneered, shook his head and said, "Eagle Insect Skill, just like you, can it be regarded as a golden pill?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly took a deep breath, and his cheeks rose up like a frog, but it was not funny at all.

Seeing this, the faces of the three human monks in the Jindan stage changed, just now with the ghost king taking a breath, the aura in their bodies almost rioted uncontrollably, they all relied on mana to forcibly suppress it, if this suction power was a little stronger, or it lasted for three points longer, they would really be at risk of going mad.

As soon as the suction stopped, and before he could take a breath, a terrifying ball of light suddenly burst out from the two green eyes of the Ghost King.

"Be careful!" The middle-aged male cultivator surnamed Li seemed to sense something, and his body immediately retreated violently, and the woman surnamed Zhu also retreated extremely quickly, only the great monk Hong Tiandu seemed to react a little slower.

I saw that the next moment, the entire empty square in front of the hall suddenly blew a gust of wind that covered the sky and the earth, if the suction just now was terrible, then the wind blowing out of the mouth of the ghost king was simply terrifying, except for the three human monks in the Jindan period, others were blown into the sky like straw, He Xiaoyu was no exception, Tian Yinzhen just stood in the other direction, not blown by the wind, but also retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, and his face became pale and lusterless.

"It's... Is this really Jindan?" looked at the giant ghost king in the distance who was exerting his might with some horror, Tian Yinzhen muttered in his mouth.

The female ghost didn't answer, but Ziwei Zhenren sneered disdainfully, and said, "What is this? He is just using the power of the formation in the entire square, this is equivalent to the underground palace established by the ghost saint of the human Yuan Infant Monk, and the power of the formation, how can a few golden pills be able to resist casually." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a scream in the sky not far away, it turned out to be the great monk Hong Tiandu, the middle-aged male cultivator surnamed Sanran and the woman surnamed Zhu in the palace skirt hid quickly, and barely escaped, but the great monk fell into blood mold, he just reacted a little slower, and was blown by this terrible wind, and all the yin qi in it hit him without reservation, just like an ordinary mortal who was knocked away by a carriage running at high speed, not dead or disabled.

"Help me!" The great monk only had time to let out an extremely miserable cry for help, like a big meat ball exploded in the sky, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the death was extremely miserable, after the flesh exploded, a golden pill-shaped ball of light the size of a golden thumb escaped, and one turned around and fled quickly outside the square, which turned out to be the great monk's Yuan Shen.

"Hehe, want to run?" When the ghost king saw it, he let out a cruel sneer, and his big hand suddenly grabbed it, and he grabbed the great monk's Yuan Shen back.

"Please, don't kill me!" If the great monk still had a body at this time, he would probably be so frightened that he peed his pants, but now he only has a residual Yuan Shen left, the middle-aged male cultivator surnamed Sanran and the woman in the palace skirt surnamed Zhu were also stunned by the ghost king's methods at this moment, where did they dare to go over to save him.

I saw that the ghost king suddenly stretched out his tongue, licked it quickly in the air, and swallowed the entire primordial spirit of the great monk into his mouth, and then smashed his mouth as if he had eaten something delicious, and looked at the other two with greedy green light in his eyes.

This look made the middle-aged male cultivator surnamed Li Sanran and the woman in the palace skirt only feel numb in their scalps, and they couldn't wait to turn around and leave.

"Stupid, stupid!" Ziwei Zhenren suddenly sneered.

Tian Yinzhen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, and asked, "What kind of stupid method?"

"Hehe, these two people are really stupid, they really laughed at the big teeth of the Jindan period when they said it. When Ziwei Zhenren heard this, he said disdainfully: "In fact, before the ghost king devoured the monk's primordial god just now, most of the mana was consumed, and it was when it was the weakest, as long as the two of them were ruthless and fought to the death, they may not have a glimmer of life, but they were frightened out of their hearts, but instead had the idea of escaping, and now the ghost king has swallowed the primordial god, and the tonic is completed, even if they come back to their senses, I am afraid there will be no chance." ”

Tian Yinzhen listened, and was also a little regretful, but puzzled, and asked: "It's the same Jindan, why is the difference in strength between the two sides so big?"

"What's so hard to understand about this?" Ziwei Zhenren heard this, and said with a smile: "The exercises are different, the strength of the magic weapon is also different, the same Jindan, some people can kill the Yuan Baby, but some people are not the opponents of the monks in the foundation building period, how can the gap be clear in a few words? It's like your "Great Yin and Yang Reincarnation Sutra", when you cultivate to the late stage of Jindan, a ghost king like this, even if you come three or five more, is not worthy of being your opponent. ”

"You just blow it!" Tian Yinzhen listened, but she didn't believe it very much, she also believed that there was a big gap in the strength of the same realm, but it was so big that she didn't believe it to death.

At this moment, the middle-aged male cultivator surnamed Sanran and the woman in the palace skirt surnamed Zhu also seemed to realize that they might have missed the opportunity just now, and their faces were a little ugly.

couldn't help but glance at each other, and the middle-aged male cultivator surnamed Sanran said with a wry smile: "Zhu Daoyou, don't say it's Wan Yinzhi now, you can be regarded as able to get out alive, and it's a great luck, Hong Daoyou has already fallen, if you and I don't want to end up like him, then only the magic weapon will be exhausted, and this will fight to the death." ”

When the woman surnamed Zhu heard this, she also nodded and said, "What Li Daoyou said is right, so far, I have nothing to say, I can only give it a go." ”

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Not to mention the Jindan period of the death battle in the square in front of the palace, Tian Yinzhen was very worried about He Xiaoyu's safety, she saw this woman being blown to the sky by the wind, but she didn't find that she fell to the ground, so she put a little snack, most of the people who were blown down to the world have become a piece of flesh and mud, He Xiaoyu is not a practice of refining the body, if he falls down, I am afraid that he will die, if it is hung on the corner of the palace or on the wooden beam, there may be a glimmer of life.