The Scourge Bone Clock flew towards the Ghost King with devastating power.

The fierce wind tore his hideous face more and more viciously, and his lips turned outward, so that the two white fangs appeared sharper, and even the scarlet gums could be seen.

The horizontal flesh on his face was like the bark of an old tree, wrinkled and cracked by the wind.

His eyes were full of fear, but he didn't have any strength to resist, his hands were stretched out in front of him, as if he was trying to resist something, but his burly figure, in front of the huge natural disaster bone clock, was full of humility. Small, as if the mantis arm was a car, he had exhausted his strength in the Vientiane Spirit Rune Array, at this time, he couldn't stop the impact of this landslide and tsunami, he could only wait for death, just when he was about to fall into despair, the scourge bone clock hummed a long sound, and actually stopped in front of him, the huge bone clock swirled at a crazy speed, shattering the surrounding air, and the light poured into it, all of which were strongly distorted.

The bone clock was blurred all around, and the ghost king was pulled by the strong wind, like a knife cut, and stumbled back a few steps, only then did he feel better.

He touched his chest in disbelief, found that his body was intact, and looked at the violently rotating bone clock, and fell into silence for a while, he raised his head and saw that the sword qi in the distance was receding like a tide, it was fierce when it came, but it was silent when it retreated, only the golden pill of the Pure Dust Daoist had disappeared, his mind was chaotic, and he thought hard about who had the ability to take away the golden pill of the Pure Dust Dao person from his hands, and he played with the natural disaster bone clock in the palm of his hand, and even took his life as easy as a hand, before he could figure it out, the prohibition on the palace in the distance suddenly fell apart。

The sound of drums and bamboos used to confuse the enemy in the palace has long since stopped, and there is silence between heaven and earth, and there is still a residual sense of slaughter after the battle.

A gloomy man dressed in sackcloth and carrying a long sword at his waist slowly walked out of the mountains. Stepping on the Yellow River, walking on the sky, like walking on the ground.

King Yan had already controlled the Vientiane Spirit Rune Array at this time, and he also put down the things in his hands, and saw the faces and faces of the people coming from the clouds, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, he and Zhang Qian calculated thousands of calculations before formulating this foolproof policy, who knew that this Yang Jiye actually broke into the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain by mistake, and King Yan never paid attention to him from beginning to end. Who knew that this person had such strength.

"Yang Jiye, is that you?" the ghost king was also taken aback when he saw his face.

He couldn't have imagined that Yang Jiye, who was seriously injured a few days ago and was almost dying, had such a terrifying strength at this moment, and his broken arm actually grew back, which was completely beyond the limit of what he could handle, he couldn't imagine what Yang Jiye had done in the past few days of retreat, and such a change as if he had been reborn, but it was undeniable that Yang Jiye was very strong now. Even if he was in his prime, it was difficult to be his opponent, and now he was not his enemy, and the Jindan of the Pure Dust Dao was taken away by him It was an unchangeable status quo, and he could only accept it in humiliation. Now he cares more about what Yang Jiye is going to do next.

The ghost king looked at Yang Jiye, who was walking calmly from a distance, his pupils constricted, and his expression was solemn, even though his fists were clenched to make a fierce appearance. It was still difficult to hide the tension in his heart.

"It's down there. "Yang Jiye has no intention of killing, and now that he is in control of the situation, it is meaningless to recreate killing.

The blessed land of Pingdu Mountain is already in his pocket. No one has the ability to compete with him, but with such a huge inheritance, he is absolutely taking care of it alone, and he can't contact his master for the time being, so he needs to leave the Ghost King, or even the Yan King, a threatening person, because he doesn't have time to wait all day to be a watchdog in front of the Vientiane Spirit Rune Great Array.

"What do you want to do?" the ghost king was robbed of the golden pill, and he was still a little embarrassed in his heart.

"I reached an agreement with the Emperor of Xudu and became an ally, I should come out to preside over the situation in times of crisis, Your Excellency, as a guest of the ghost city of Xudu, but took advantage of the master's danger to fall into the well, it is inevitably immoral, but for the sake of Your Excellency's meritorious battle with Yangshan Xiaodongtian, I will not pursue it, how about this matter is revealed?" Yang Jiye's tone was cold, although it was a consultative tone, but there was no relaxation, as if this ghost king only needed to say ' No', a sword can make him head in a different place, seeing that he was silent, he was slightly satisfied, and then turned his head to look at King Yan who was 'quietly watching the changes' on the mountain in the distance, and said: "You are also an old man in the ghost city of Xudu, what do you think." ”

King Yan naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to bump into Yang Jiye at this moment, and now although he has exposed some sinister intentions, he has not revealed his identity.

He wanted to kill the Emperor Xudu, but he also killed the two immortals of Yangshan Xiaodongtian, so it was impossible to collude with the righteous path, as for his relationship with Zhang Qian, no one in the world knew, this Yang Jiye probably wouldn't think about it, so his identity is unquestionable, at most he has some ambitions, this Yang Jiye has no need to kill him, now it is best to continue to stay in the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain as the king of Yan, so that at least there is room for redemption, but blindly catering to the newcomer who is afraid that it will be difficult to obtain Yang Jiye, and said with a smile: "I don't advocate about the ghost city of Xudu, I have already killed the people who should be killed, and the revenge will be avenged, and that's all I want. ”

"Oh?" Yang Jiye was a little surprised by what King Yan said, whether it was true or not, this answer was at least interesting, and he did not compete with himself for benefits.

"If that's the case, then it's better to ask Emperor Xudu to make a decision himself. Yang Jiye didn't like put himself on the cusp of the wind and waves, so as not to make the internal contradictions more intensified, swung his sword and slashed, cutting a three-inch-long hole on the palm of his hand, and the viscous blood suddenly gushed out, with a little bit of gold, and he could smell the strange fragrance from afar, and King Yan came to his senses at this point, it turned out that Yang Jiye had already made the "Qianyuan Creation Pill" After refining, it is no wonder that the injury recovered so quickly, and the growth of strength was also extremely fierce, I saw that he dipped the blood gushing out of his palm with the tip of his sword, and drew it in the void again and again, and a blood talisman was drawn in an instant, which was the soul spell in the Huangquan Dao technique.

As the chanting of incantations echoed, Emperor Xudu's twisted arm quickly gathered towards the blood talisman, but it was back to normal in a matter of moments.

Immediately after that, the remnant souls scattered all over the large array were also quickly summoned and gathered here, but after a while, they had a physical outline, but they were a little untidy, as if they were haphazardly put together with scraps of paper. A gust of wind can blow him away, and the Pingtian crown on his head is nowhere to be seen, and when his head is embarrassed, he has just gathered his body, and his consciousness is still a little confused, but after all, Emperor Xudu is a ghost immortal with profound Taoism, and he came to his senses in an instant, looking at Yang Jiye, who was standing with a sword in front of him, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he was more shocked than the ghost king who killed him at the beginning. The blood talisman on his chest seemed to blend with his body, and he was greatly restrained.

It seems that as long as this blood talisman is dispersed, he will be able to scatter his soul, which means that life and death are completely in the hands of Yang Jiye at this moment.

This feeling of life and death in the hands of others made him extremely uncomfortable.

However, Emperor Xudu was already afraid of death, and he didn't dare to have any resistance, and the ants were still stealing life, not to mention a generation of heroes, who were about to cultivate into the dignified ghost emperor of the original god.

"Now Your Excellency is seriously injured. It's inconvenient to work hard, how about this blessed land of Pingdu Mountain to be in charge for you?" Yang Jiye said in a straightforward manner, although his tone was very tactful, but his intention was already known to everyone in Sima Zhao's heart.

Emperor Xudu was extremely humiliated. was first deceived into being cannon fodder, and ended up in a miserable end, and then was taken away by the ghost king, and at this moment, Yang Jiye rode on his head as a prestige. But he didn't have any courage to fight against it, he couldn't even help the ghost king, this Yang Jiye could make the ghost king and the Yan king silent. Obviously, the strength is even stronger, so he can only endure the humiliation, and said with a wry smile: "Since I have reached an alliance with Xiaowei Mountain Cave Heaven in the ghost city, it is naturally like a family, and at this time of crisis, Your Excellency can disregard your personal safety and stand up for me to preside over the situation, this emperor is naturally unwanted." ”

"You're welcome. Yang Jiye waved his hand lightly, and after achieving his goal, he didn't want to dwell more on this matter, and then asked: "What is the result of fighting with Yangshan Xiaodongtian?"

"I killed the Pure Dust Dao people, Jin Dan did not escape, and the more than 100 disciples who traveled with him were all buried in the formation, as for the Chun people and the Liuguang Dao people, I did not fight with them, and I don't know the specific situation. Emperor Xudu frowned and said, and then looked at the ghost king, with evil in his eyes, obviously holding a grudge against him for robbing Jin Dan, although even if the ghost king didn't make a move, with Yang Jiye again, this great benefit would not fall into his hands, but once this beam was settled, it was not so easy to easily resolve it, the ghost king was stared at by him, and he was also angry, Jin Dan didn't grab it, but he made a fuss, and turned his head to glance at Yang Jiye with the corner of his eye.

Yang Jiye naturally wouldn't spit out the fat that he ate in his mouth, no matter how dissatisfied the two of them were, they would never mention the matter of Jindan anyway.

"What happened to the people of Liuguang Dao and Chun Yiren?" he asked loudly.

"Chun Yiren was stabbed by a horse face, nine times out of ten he died, Liuguang Dao people slipped away when they saw that the situation was not good, and they didn't leave, I don't know, you have to ask him. The ghost king was in a bad mood by this loud reprimand, and immediately pointed the finger at King Yan, this guy is the culprit, before the battle, he said with a package ticket, he can control the Vientiane Spirit Rune array, the big array is absolutely safe, the result is that everyone believes it, otherwise who will be stupid enough to break into it, as a result, the people of Yangshan Xiaodongtian did not cause them much damage, but this big array brought them a catastrophe, and now surviving, it is a blessing in misfortune, and the Yan King naturally hates it very much.

King Yan has already figured out Yang Jiye's attitude, and now he is united on it, and he is not afraid of what the Emperor and the Ghost King can do with it, not to mention that the two of them are in such a miserable situation now, and they can't help him at all, they don't take the anger of the two of them as the same thing at all, and they look helpless, and said: " Chun Yi was killed by the horse face, the body was destroyed, and then the Jin Dan fell into the array, and the scum that was killed by the spirit rune was not left, no wonder me, the Liuguang Dao people also controlled a part of the large array, driving the spirit rune to hedge with me, the contradiction was too intense, so that the big array was completely out of control, the horse face was too deep, unable to escape, and was also bombarded by the spirit rune, the spirit was afraid to be destroyed, the Liuguang Dao people controlled the other half of the big array, occupied the geographical advantage, let him escape, but at that time the big array was out of control, the spirit rune in the formation was like an avalanche, regardless of the enemy and me, this Liuguang Dao people are probably not lightly injured。 ”

"That's fine. Yang Jiye didn't doubt what King Yan said, he had also seen with his own eyes the power generated by the loss of control of the big array at that time, and it was reasonable for Chun Yi's Jin Dan to be directly shattered, so he felt a little pity.

"Yangshan Xiaodongtian was hit hard by this today, and it is impossible to launch a second attack in the near future, but you should not take it lightly, King Yan, you continue to control the Vientiane Spirit Rune Great Array, you did a very good job in today's battle, so that the main force of Yangshan Xiaodongtian was buried in it, and this crisis was resolved. Yang Jiye directly affirmed King Yan's approach. Now the Emperor of Xudu and the Ghost King are two wastes, which are useless, only this Yan King still has something to use, at least it can be used as the first round of defense against Yangshan Xiaodongtian, and naturally he will not let a person who can use it for himself be prejudiced against himself in order to appease the two wastes.

Although this person is ambitious, he has absolute strength, and he is not afraid of what storms he will stir up, and if he is wise, he will also understand that it is the best choice to take refuge in himself now.

Emperor Xudu's eyes were red. But he didn't dare to say more.

King Yan was a little surprised, this Yang Jiye would still keep such an important place in his hands, and after thinking about it, he understood that this guy had completely trusted himself and wanted to subdue himself, and the acting skills honed over thousands of years were definitely not more discerning than Yang Jiye, a fledgling rookie, and he did not rush to agree, but revealed his refusal. frowned and said: "Actually, I don't want to stay in the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain now, although the battle of Yangshan Xiaodongtian is broken, as long as I free my hands, I can crush you and me." It's still easy, this battle has already touched the scales, and staying here is no different from waiting for death. ”

The more he refused, the more Yang Jiye trusted him. He is naturally unwilling to give up the fat of the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain now, and he will not let King Yan leave him.

"Don't worry, wait for Yangshan Xiaodongtian to free up his hand. I already have the strength to fight with the Jindan Immortals, and the people of this small cave in Yangshan don't know that I exist, and the ghost city of Xudu is also heavily damaged this time, and the second attack will definitely not raise the army, just as a sweeping project, I have absolute certainty that they will be defeated. Yang Jiye looked like he was in control of everything, although he was not capable of fighting head-on with the Jindan Immortals, but after he refined the Jindan of the Pure Dust Dao people, his strength would inevitably improve by leaps and bounds, but it was not a lie, seeing that King Yan was still hesitant, he gave him a reassuring pill, "What's more, my Xiaoweishan never took him Yangshan Xiaodongtian in his eyes." ”

King Yan nodded slightly, and then said: "It seems that Your Excellency has already made a plan, since this is the case, I will temporarily stay in the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain, and now that the righteous path of Shuzhou is gathered, I am a wandering ghost and a wild ghost, and it is difficult to gain a foothold." ”

"Okay, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this Pingdu Mountain Blessed Land is taken by Your Excellency, and now you have to continue to retreat and improve your strength, and the Pingdu Mountain Blessed Land will be fully handed over to you to take care of. Yang Jiye also simply, directly made a delegation of power, not afraid that King Yan would endanger his interests, this King Yan is alone, with his own strength, what kind of wind and waves can he stir up?

Yang Jiye went back to the palace directly and began to retreat and refine the golden pill of the Pure Dust Daoist.

The Emperor and the Ghost King were deprived of their rights, and it was not easy to survive, so they naturally didn't dare to hope for anything, and they didn't want to stay here and fight with King Yan, obviously they were humiliating, and they left in disgrace and went to the palace, but now they didn't dare to grab the vitality of heaven and earth in the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain at will, and the treasury elixir of the blessed land of Pingdu Mountain did not dare to hope for extravagance, and if there was a slight intention of getting involved, this Yang Jiye would definitely turn his face and kill people, so he could only simply sit and meditate, miserable, at this rate, there is no more than ten years, and he does not want to see improvement。

When everyone left, King Yan, who had been in the state of playing, let out a long breath, with a wry smile on his face.

As soon as his mind moved, he immediately took out a thing from the Vientiane Spirit Rune Array, which was a bone sword of Bai Sensen, which was the 'drinking hatred' of the horse-faced ghost general, although it was a ghost thing, but the power of this sword could definitely be described by the word terrifying, and the value was immeasurable, Yang Jiye must have known that this sword was not destroyed, but he did not mention it, obviously acquiescing to his own taking it away, and he wanted the horse to run and the horse not to eat grass, how can there be such a good thing in the world, the gold pill he obtained, the value is far here' After all, no matter how powerful this sword is, it is also something outside his body, and now the entire blessed land of Pingdu Mountain is in his pocket, and this broken sword is naturally not in his eyes.

King Yan also knew this in his heart, if he asked for it at that time, this Yang Jiye would definitely give him this sword, but he did not show any greed, but chose to hide it.

Even at this time, he could guess that Yang Jiye was observing his actions with his divine sense, but he pretended not to know, and 'carefully' took out the Sword of Hatred from the big array, looking cautious, as if he had hidden it from everyone.

didn't care that Yang Jiye might sneer in the dark at this moment, he just wanted to make Yang Jiye have a contemptuous view of him, thinking that he was only 'clever' who deceived himself, so he would lower his guard against him.

But he dared to take away this hateful sword, but he did not dare to take it out of the array.

It was a purple robe that was as tattered as a fishing net. (To be continued......)