"Whew!"

The ghost lord looked unpredictable, flew in the sky, flipped his hand and slapped out, and seven lotus-shaped flames shot out, "whooshing" through the sky, and hit the Yuanying monks who attacked the island

In the Ghost Mist ** Great Array on Desolate Spirit Island, there is a large-scale forbidden air prohibition.

The sky was shrouded in layers of blood mist and ghost mist, and once a monk tried to fly in the sky, he would be counterattacked by the ghost mist array. This Ghost Mist Array is extremely powerful, and if you want to destroy and abolish this Great Array, you can't do it in a short period of time.

Therefore, the Yuanying monks led a large number of Jindan monks to rush into the island, and they did not forcibly destroy this ghost fog array, but chose to kill the island from the ground of the island.

The Yuanying monks led their respective disciples and grandchildren, as well as other treasure-hunting and treasure-grabbing monks who were in their own group, to rush and kill in the ghost fog array. Dealing with those low-level skeletons, zombies, rotting beasts, and powerful souls along the island, they disdain to take action, and let the Jindan monks below sweep them all.

"On this island, there are a large number of abandoned ruins of ancient camps, it is indeed an ancient battlefield, but there are no high-level demon cultivators' corpses and ancient abandoned magic weapons, could it be that they have all been taken away by ghost cultivators?"

"When it is. It's a pity, I don't know how many ancient treasures are left, and we can find them. I was a little hoping to meet these ghost monks, so I snatched them directly from them, but I came more simply. ”

Su Laozu and Chiju Zhenren, two Yuanying monks, marched on the blood mist wasteland without hurrying, and the two of them said casually while looking at these ancient ruins and commanding their subordinates Jindan monks to kill ghosts.

"These ancient relics are still unknown. However, I think that Elder Qing seems to have the intention of forcibly occupying this island. We are all idle cloud cultivators, and we can't compare with a Yuanying monk like him who has a Scarlet Business Alliance as a strong backstage. Once this island is occupied by the Scarlet Business Alliance, there will be nothing to do with you and me. ”

Old Ancestor Su glanced at the Red Horse Zhenren and smiled slightly, "The Scarlet Business Alliance has become more and more powerful in recent thousands of years, and many teleportation bases in the Blood Sea have established the Shang Alliance as a place for transit and trading. The Scarlet Business Alliance has invited many Primal Ancestors to join, and a rather large force has been formed, and the climate is not small. Looking at this situation, it seems that they have the ambition to become the number one force in the blood sea!"

"No matter how strong they are, can they compete with the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Heavenly Demon Alliance, which have gone through hundreds of thousands of years in the East China Sea? ”

Chiju Zhenren said disapprerovingly, "Besides, there are as many forces in the Blood Sea as there are leeches, and there are a number of large forces in the ancient ship stronghold alone, and those ancestors of the Star Dou Pavilion and the Black Soul Hall will never sit idly by and watch the Scarlet Business Alliance monopolize this island." ”

Suddenly, Chiju Zhenren stopped, and his divine sense sensed an extremely strong ghost qi spiritual pressure, which appeared in the heavy ghost mist clouds, and was rapidly approaching, and he couldn't help but be startled.

"Hey, who's going to fly in the fog?"

Old Ancestor Su also immediately raised his head vigilantly and looked at the ghost mist in the sky.

I saw a billowing ghost fog, which was shooting from hundreds of miles away, like an unusually dark and gloomy flame burning in the clouds, reflecting the entire sky like ink and flames.

"Except for the Yuanying-level ghost cultivator, it is impossible to have such an amazing momentum. Could it be that the primordial infant ghost cultivator on the island is here?!"

"Along the way, I haven't seen Yuanying Ghost Cultivator. Now it can be regarded as forcing it out! This ghost qi is extremely strong, and it seems that it is more than the middle stage of the Yuan Infant!"

Su Laozu and Chiju Zhenren exchanged glances, slightly surprised, and their expressions showed surprise.

However, they had as many as seven Yuan Infant Ancestors entering the island, and their strength was extremely strong, and they were not afraid of the appearance of one or two Yuan Infant level ghost cultivators on the island. Naturally, there is no need to consider the possibility of defeat and retreat.

"Su Daoyou, Chiju Daoyou!"

Behind, two figures flew by.

The person who came was none other than the middle-aged beauty surnamed Yellow Shirt from the Star Dou Pavilion, as well as the burly monk from the Black Soul Palace, and at this time, he also saw the situation in the sky in the distance, and the two Yuanying monks immediately flew over.

"This ghost cultivator can fly in the sky, can control this ghost mist array, looking menacing, it seems that he is not afraid of us at all!"

"Do you want to inform Old Monster Cen, Elder Qing and the others, and let them come over to rendezvous?"

The burly monk also felt a little bad.

While they were in doubt, they saw seven black flames blooming like lotus flowers descending from the sky, piercing the sky and shooting at them separately from the sky.

Seeing this, the ancestors couldn't help but be furious.

"This ghost cultivator actually wants to fight one against seven!"

"Even if it's a ghost cultivator in the late Yuan Infant stage, it's not enough to despise me so much!"

They are all primordial ancestors who are dominating the sea of blood, and they are not idle monks. Any one of them comes out, and they have enough strength to fight alone with Yuanying Ghost Cultivator.

These seven lotus black flames were attacking the seven of them at a glance. With one enemy against the seven of them, even the famous late Yuan Infant monks did not dare to hold on like this.

Such contempt made them, the ancestors who had always been respectful, not angry.

"Since it dares to fight against seven, let it know that we are waiting. ”

The infant monks shouted angrily.

"Fellow Daoists, let's do it together!"

Cen Lao Wei moved the fastest, opened his mouth and spit out, and the small drum that emitted a bright yellow light instantly rose to the size of dozens of zhang, "Bang!" shouted angrily, slapped out his right palm, condensed mana, and slammed a giant palm, slamming it on the drum.

"Boom!"

On the yellow drum that was obviously a small magic weapon, the mighty yellow light also rippled out, and the light and shadow of a yellow python with curved corners was more than 100 zhang in size, and the boulders around it were more than ten miles away, all of which flew up one after another, forming a rolling stone wave several miles long, sweeping up towards the sky.

As soon as Cen Lao Wei made a move, he tried his best, obviously wanting to give the Yuan Infant Ghost who was killed a dismount.

"Red Horse Sharpshooter, kill!"

"Shui Jiao, hurry!"

The other Yuan Infant Ancestors were not slow at all, and they all played their own small magic weapons.

The light and shadow of a red horse of more than 100 zhang in size!

More than 100 zhang long blue water dragon!

Under the urging of the powerful mana, with all kinds of dazzling light, it struck towards the black mist in the distant sky with earth-shattering momentum, completely covering the light of the seven black flames.

At this moment, the heaven and earth of the giant island were boiling, and all the monks were full of the light and shadow of the vast magic weapon.

The ghost monks on the island, as well as the Jindan monks who were fighting with the ghost cultivators, all looked shocked and dizzy, and they all avoided the place where the ancestors were fighting. As long as one of them is affected, I am afraid that they will be crushed.

In the next moment, I saw the seven lotus black flames, hitting the small magic weapons.

"The magic weapon, the magic weapon is on fire!"

I saw that the seven lotus flowers were black flames, entangled in those small magic weapons, and they were jumping along the magic weapons, devouring and burning at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this strange situation, the ancestors who were originally full of confidence couldn't help but cry out in horror.

"Stygian Flame! It's actually the legendary Stygian Flame that only exists in the underworld of the Western Hidden Continent!"

Elder Qing's face turned pale in an instant.

Ghost fires are not unusual. But this kind of terrifying ghost fire is unheard of, and it has never appeared in the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm and the Scarlet Sea.

Some immortal scriptures record that among the ghost fires, only the Immortal Flame has such a terrifying power, and even small magic weapons can be burned.

Elder Qing was reading this immortal book.

However, at this time, it was too late to regret it, and those few small black lotus flames devoured the small magic weapon extremely quickly. But for a moment, he continued to shoot towards the ancestors of the ancestors.

"It's not good, let's go!"

"This fire can't be touched!"

The Yuanying Ancestors finally knew that they were frightened, and they screamed, and they couldn't even care about the little magic weapon they usually cherished, so they pulled out and shot out, thousands of feet in an instant, and fled frantically to the outside of the island.

Only the two Primal Infant Ancestors who fell behind escaped too fast, and they were caught up by the swift Flame and provoked to the talisman mask.

"Ahh

"Shhh

As soon as the Black Lotus Flame touched the two Primal Ancestors, it burned violently like a fire meeting dry firewood. Almost a breath of time, the two primordial ancestors' talisman light shields and defensive magic weapons were shrouded and burned, and then the flesh body, the primordial spirit in the body!

The two Primal Ancestors screamed in pain for help, screaming terrifyingly, until only two piles of ashes were left by the black flames.

None of the ancestors cared about it, let alone dared to help.

When the other Primal Infant Ancestors saw the fate of the two Primordial Infant Ancestors, they didn't even care about the pain, and they took out a large number of Primordial Divine Artifacts from their storage bags, and shot towards the Black Lotus Flame that was chasing them without the capital, trying to block these Immortal Flames, and fled towards the Ghost Mist Great Array at a faster speed.

In a few breaths, those two ancestors, along with the primordial gods, were reduced to ashes.

Several other ancestors who have survived countless calamities can no longer be described as the sorrow of the dead rabbit and the fox, fear and horror, and they can no longer find other feelings. You must know that it is extremely difficult for the Yuanying Monk to die in battle, and even if he is defeated, he will not fall easily.

Even from the beginning to the end, these Yuanying monks, even the figure of the ghost monk who emitted the black lotus flame in the ghost mist, had been completely defeated, and the defeat was so complete that they could only flee frantically.

"It's not good! The two ancestors are dead, run away!"

"Run for your life!"

Hundreds of Jindan monks watched the tragic death of the two Infant Ancestors on the spot, and several other Infant Ancestors also fled, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Where did they still have the courage to kill the ghost cultivators, they immediately screamed in horror, and those who no longer fought with the ghost cultivators on the island chose the way to flee.

"The host is invincible!"

"Kill, kill——!"

On the entire giant island, on the Blood Mist Wasteland, on the Skull Mountains, and on the Zombie Ridge, almost all the ghost monks roared wildly at this moment, and their morale was greatly boosted. Killing two Yuan Infant Monks in an instant, the ghost lord is already a symbol of invincibility in their minds. They *** control a large number of skeletons, rotten beasts, and fierce souls, roaring and roaring, mountains and seas, and launching a full-scale counterattack.

"Master, I'm coming!"

At this time, in the layers of ghost fog in the sky, the two-headed vulture skeleton demon with a size of hundreds of zhang finally caught up with the ghost master.

To the frustration of the two-headed vulture, it had just arrived, and at this time the battle had been decided, and those Yuanying monks who had entered the island with great momentum had been defeated by the ghost lord and fled in a complete rout.

Still, it didn't dare to be annoyed by anything.

At this time, the Corpse King was still running halfway, chasing the ghost lord and the two-headed vulture, and it was too late to reach the battlefield.

The two-headed vulture rushed out of the clouds and fell to the ground, roaring loudly, and the thick ink corpse was surging, and then it dispersed in the blink of an eye, turning into a tall two-headed black man, and "boom" fell steadily to the ground.

This two-headed black man is the demonization of the two-headed vulture skeleton.

I saw that it was covered in bones, withered and black, and its hands were covered with a thick layer of black feathers, which had not completely faded, and its fingers and claws were extremely long.

Its two ugly heads, although they look like people, have a hooked nose, a vulture beak, and brown and black eyes, and their eyes are extremely cold. Especially under these two heads and four eyes, a glance can make the low-level Jindan monk frightened.

It is a skeleton demon, a metamorphosed primordial infant-level skeleton demon.

"Quack, let's die to this demon!"

After the two-headed vulture skull demonized into a human form, it twisted its neck, stared at its eyes and laughed strangely, stretched out its hands, and shot out countless black feathers that were harder than King Kong, sweeping towards the surrounding area for more than ten miles.

A large black burning yin fire erupted from its mouth, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into countless ghost vulture yin flames, burning towards the Jindan monk in front of it.

"Kill!"

The skeleton general had already been suppressed by the treasure hunting monks and was extremely aggrieved, and at this moment, the ghost lord made a move, and the situation took a sharp turn, and it immediately led the zombies, skeletons, etc., to wantonly and arrogantly chase and kill the Jindan monks who escaped in all directions.

Although the Jindan monks originally had an advantage in number and strength, they lost the support of the seven Yuan Infant Ancestors, and they did not dare to fight with the Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivators at all, and they were completely defeated, crying and fleeing.

This rout was lost too quickly and too tragically. Not even a single monk could have predicted it.

The Desolate Spirit Ghost Lord coldly swept over the few fleeing Primal Infant Cultivators, and it was about to dive down and chase down the few Primordial Ancestors who had escaped for their lives, when it suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of the Desolate Spirit City.

"Well, what's going on!?"

Thousands of miles away, in the ancient treasure house, there was an accident.

The puppet monk Fan who it controlled with a wisp of soul possession was actually killed by the other four Jindan monks.

"Dare to disrupt the master's big thing!"

The ghost lord was furious, just now it was controlling the Immortal Flame to deal with those few Primal Ancestors. In a few moments, the puppet monk Fan who was controlled by the soul possession was already dead.

Without this puppet, it could not see the situation in the treasure house at this moment, and completely lost its grasp of everything in the ancient treasure house.

It's too troublesome to deal with things on both sides.

The ghost lord's original cold expression was even more difficult to look at.

"These primordial ancestors, they have run a few, and their breath has been memorized, and it is not too late to kill them another day! Over there in the Ancient Treasure House, the lotus seed of the Beiming Ice Lotus must not be lost!"

It looked in the direction where several Primal Ancestors had fled, and after a little thought, it made a decision.

"Ghost Vulture, Corpse King, Skeleton General, the three of you, drive out all the remaining Yuanying Monks and Jindan Monks on the island, and leave not one behind! ”

The ghost lord gave an order, and decisively gave up chasing and killing the other Yuanying monks, and the ghost roared, turned into a black rainbow, and flew towards the Desolate Spirit City with the billowing ghost qi black mist.