The young man in the cloud looked like electricity, his brows frowned when he heard this, and two terrifying eyes swept over, and the burly young man instantly felt his body sink and almost fell to his knees. I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, you must know that even when he faced the sect master Long Qianhuan, he didn't have such a great coercion, could it be that this person was even stronger than the sect master of the Netherworld Mountain?

There was a trace of hesitation in the burly young man's heart, although the rumors of that Uncle Long had spread in the past few decades and had a brilliant record, but he was obviously still very young at that time, how could he have such a big change in a few decades.

These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and he couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Uncle Long, I saw your portrait from Elder Long Tianqi, but I don't know if Uncle Long still has a token on him......

Before the words fell, a sharp mang fell into his hand in a flash, it was the ghost path token of the Netherworld Mountain, this time, the burly young man immediately did not have any doubts, knelt on the ground excitedly, and shouted: "Welcome to Uncle Long Qiong's cultivation!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Netherworld Mountain who were still puzzled around for a while were shocked at the same time, although Long Qiong had disappeared in the past few decades, but the rumors about him have not stopped, especially in the last twenty years, because the ghost city of Huangquan is good at war, there are not many disciples of Long Qiong's generation left, naturally Long Qiong who crossed like a meteor back then made people sigh, these disciples of the younger generation even ranked Long Qiong's position in the first place among many uncles in private, the reason is naturally that Long Qiong single-handedly destroyed the siege of the Huangquan ghost city。

Long Qiong looked at the people below, and when he saw Liu Qing, he was slightly stunned and surprised: "Are you a disciple of Senior Brother Liu Zhi?"

"Back to Senior Uncle Long, I am the eldest disciple of Master Liu Zhi. Uncle Shi, all these years, Shizun has been mentioning you to me!" Liu Qing said excitedly.

Long Qiong's heart was complicated, for the situation of everyone present for decades, but for him, decades have passed, along the way, he heard a lot of news about the battle in the Netherworld Mountain, many of which he was familiar with have been killed, especially when he heard that Long Tianqi was seriously injured because of his participation in the siege battle, he felt worried for his father.

In just a short period of time, many things flashed in his heart, and at this moment, the token on Liu Qing's body suddenly flashed, and suddenly Liu Qing's expression changed, and he said, "Uncle Long, we ......"

Long Qiong waved his hand and said, "You guys can go on a mission, as for the Huangquan ghost general who came to attack, I want to see who is so bold!"

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding ghost qi was released, and a huge yin and yang ghost flame suddenly exploded, turning into a streamer and rushing towards the battlefield of the Netherworld Mountain.

Liu Qing and the others behind him were in a hurry, Liu Qing blushed, and shouted: "Kill those damn ghosts together! Avenge the death of the same family!" In an instant, more than a dozen people rushed towards the target place, where was there still a trace of timidity and hesitation before!

On the battlefield of the Netherworld, the black clouds rolled, the evil aura filled the sky, and countless ghosts and ghosts were all over the sky and the wilderness from the sky and the earth, surrounding the entire Netherworld Mountain, but there was a mysterious barrier blocking them on the Netherworld Mountain, on the top of the mountain, eighteen Netherworld Holy Elephants were suspended in the air, exuding a mysterious and abnormal light, each swallowing the ghost, and protecting the entire Netherworld Mountain for a while, within the barrier, among the hundreds of defense lines, thousands of disciples were practicing the ghost trick at the same time under the array flag, and one after another the spirit was played, and there was a ghost wailing death in an instant, but the appearance of this ghost was overwhelming, as if it was endless。

And a little farther away from the battlefield here, is the most fierce place of the war, a behemoth ghost stands between heaven and earth, a hundred meters high, the huge body seems to be a small mountain, the big foot smashed on the ground above the ground for several miles and trembled, the gloomy ghost horns, the hideous ghost head, the fangs of the murderer, the bloodstained ghost body, as if it is a killing machine, it occupies a world in life.

All the Netherworld Mountain disciples who looked at this ghost thing couldn't help but shudder!

Long Qianhuan's face was cold to the extreme, his eyes stared at this monster like ice, and he was about to make a move, but two people flew out of his side.

"Why does the sect master have to make a move, with my two brothers, I can definitely stop this monster!" A strong man who looked wild like a lion laughed, and with a wave of his hand, a lion-headed war knife lay across his chest, soaring into the sky, forcing towards the giant ghost.

Seeing this, a trace of complexity flashed in Long Qianhuan's eyes, and he sighed at Li Xingyun, who was drunk beside him: "I can get help from two people in Netherworld Mountain, this favor must be remembered!"

Even after so many years, Li Xingyun seems to have not changed at all, he is still wearing a dirty Confucian shirt, and he can't wake up drunk all day long. Hearing this, the wine jug in his hand trembled, and a flash of self-blame flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be free and easy: "It's nothing, even if my little brother is again, he will definitely not sit back and watch the Netherworld Mountain suffer such a catastrophe, not to mention that if it wasn't for me back then, my brother would ......."

The two fell silent for a while, and on the battlefield in the distance, Xuanyuan was already fighting with the giant monster, the flames around him were dazzling, and a lion-headed long knife twisted into the flames of the sky, and the aura of ghosts and resentments in the sky was evaporated in an instant, and thousands of ghosts wailed in the flames of the burning sky, turning into dead ghosts, and disappeared.

However, when this flame touched the giant ghost puppet, it didn't seem to have any damage, and the hideous ghost head opened its mouth, spewing out a stream of Fengdu ghost qi, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a whirring wind of heaven and earth, and the flame was entangled in the sky.

Even though they were far away, there were still many people who were affected in this battle, and the faces of the lower cultivators in the Netherworld Mountain were pale, and they had obviously reached the end of the crossbow.

"Old drunkard, don't come out yet, do you want to wait until I'm dead to make a move!" A roar, Xuanyuan's furious shouts resounded on the battlefield, the words did not fall, a loud laughter sounded, and suddenly a sword light slipped between the heavens and the earth, the box light was out of the body, and in an instant, the heaven and the earth were discolored, and a heavenly light pierced the sky and fell from the sky and slashed at the body of the giant ghost puppet, and in an instant, a chaotic sword move that was not like the world, leaving countless traces on the giant ghost puppet's body, but a closer look found that the sword light was only cut on the surface, and did not hurt the body inside at all.

The giant ghost puppet was frustrated one after another, and suddenly smashed his fists into the earth, and between the boom and the loud bang, the earth repeatedly, and the ground and water were surging, and a stream of dark gray air gradually wrapped his body.

The yin wind gusted, and in this ghost path holy land, the murderous aura was awe-inspiring. The giant ghost puppet slapped his fists, and in an instant, a ghostly cloud spread all over the surrounding heaven and earth, and in the depths of the ghost, dozens of huge ghost creatures were slowly waking up, letting out a low moan.

"This is?" Xuanyuan said in amazement for the first time in the Ghost Dao Battle.

"This should be the ghost formation summoned by the ghost city of Huangquan, but the ghost aura on this guy is too strong, I'm afraid that even if the summoned one is not as good as his cultivation at this time, it must be a ghost-like existence!" Li Xingyun's sword eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and he rarely came to his senses, licked his tongue a little nervously, and said with a smile: "If our brother is here, how can there be such trouble in this battle, you and I are not familiar with the ghost path at all, and fighting with him will be a loss in itself." ”

Before the words fell, Xuanyuan frenzied and drank suddenly, and in an instant, a red and shining fire spirit appeared around his body, and the lion-headed war knife swept over his head, slashing suddenly, splitting the mountain and breaking the sea, and on his side, Li Xingyun pulled out a sword flower, and the clouds around him fluttered, and a trace of rice light bloomed, and in an instant, a giant lightsaber of tens of meters appeared between the heavens and the earth, looking at the giant ghost, he suddenly cut out a sword, and the sky and the earth were discolored in an instant, as if all the spirituality of the sword was absorbed by this sword, and there was no brilliance.

Seeing this, the giant ghost puppet suddenly stared at the ghost's eyes, and let out an unknown roar from his mouth, and in an instant, dozens of ghost servants rushed up from the hundred-meter body, this ghost was cunning and abnormal, and found that the two people in front of him were extraordinary, and they actually began to fight, and there was no head-on conflict at all, the fire spirit and the lightsaber were successively resisted by dozens of ghost servants with rough skin and thick flesh, and when they met the giant ghost puppet, they saw him punch lightly, and they were instantly wiped out.

Xuanyuan and Li Xingyun looked at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes, this giant ghost puppet didn't know what forging was used, and it couldn't be split at all, and the ghost city of Huangquan was originally maintained by using ghost energy, the longer the time dragged on, the more beneficial it was to this giant ghost puppet, and even though the two of them had powerful tricks, they were also suppressed and could only use seven success powers.

At this moment, on the periphery of the battlefield of the Netherworld Mountain, suddenly the sound of ghost roaring was loud, and an amazing aura broke through the sky from outside the battlefield where the devil wept in the sky, and countless ghost qi rushed forward, but at this moment, the aura suddenly changed, like a thunder array in the nine heavens, and a heaven-shaking ghost roar was released, and the pure yin qi of the ghost path that shook the heavens and the earth instantly enveloped the entire sky, and the terrifying ghost qi scattered and fled, dodging a wide road.

Just when everyone was shocked, I saw that the yin qi in the middle of the air suddenly changed, and suddenly turned into the qi of the yang, and instantly turned into a magnificent heavenly net, slowly descending, enveloping hundreds of ghosts, and then with a flash of golden light, the ghosts turned into screams without a single wail.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan snorted wildly and said in surprise: "Who is this person, with such a profound ghost path cultivation, could it be that a certain elder who is hidden in the Netherworld Mountain can't do it?" Before the words fell, he suddenly saw Li Xingyun's look of surprise and surprise.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Regulus curiously.

Li Xingyun came to his senses, and suddenly laughed heartily, the wine jug reappeared in his hand, showing his drunkenness, but the long sword in his hand was like flowing water, although it was unpretentious, but it had its own unstoppable momentum, obviously a little more powerful than the sword that dared to be more powerful than Tianwei just now.

Before Xuanyuan could ask another question, the distant sky suddenly remembered a rumbling roar, but countless ghost qi was absorbed into the air, revealing a yin and yang fish sky cover in the middle of the air, seeing this, Xuanyuan Madness's eyes suddenly widened.

The moment the Yin-Yang Fish Sky Cover appeared, a huge wave of sound swept across the battlefield.

"This monster is handed over to me, Xuanyuan Madness!" Before the words fell, Long Qiong appeared in the sky of the battlefield, and with a wave of his hand, the mysterious and mysterious ghost trick was easily twisted, and the ghost energy permeated the sky and the earth for it, and in an instant, the ghost thing rolled over and covered the sky and the sun, and all the huge space in the center of the giant ghost puppet was filled into a thick layer of ghost fog.