When he heard from Yuan Dian that he thought he was the identity of the Nine Quenching Psychic Immortal Master, and then looked at the Cloud Ice Wind Pattern Ding suspended beside Yuan Dian, the well-informed Ying Hongmo naturally knew what was going on, and he felt extremely remorseful in his heart.

With the flickering of the cloud ice wind pattern ding, the aura of the machine spirit Xuanhuang flew out from the mouth of the ding, and a flicker returned to the hand of the Xuanhuang sword, after feeling that the machine spirit Xuanhuang was not in danger of life, looking at the dark red Mo with a face full of remorse, Yuan Dian turned to say again: "Oh, forget, that Wu Zuo also doesn't know Yuan's identity, dark red Mo, it seems that you are lucky enough this time." ”

"Ah! Yuan Dian, Yuan Dian, no matter what kind of identity you have, this seat will kill you today, kill you, death realm, show. Hearing Yuan Dian's words, Shen Hongmo almost fell into madness, put away the white bone claw in his hand, and the black mist around his body surged, instantly enveloping Yuan Dian.

On the other side, in the face of the attack of Wu Zuo and another ghost cultivator, Xun Le did not have the slightest fear, and did not have the slightest intention of delaying, and directly sacrificed the strongest means, the unicorn armor on his body flickered, and he replaced it with a long knife that flashed the light of the unicorn armor in his hand, and the three shadowless daggers danced up and down, with one enemy and two, he actually suppressed Wu Zuo and another ghost cultivator.

In the Sifang City, Wu Zuo was accidentally teleported away, but he did not leave the secret realm of the Qingyuan Immortal Realm, and then got in touch with the ghost cultivator, and then was summoned by the dark red Mo and the dark purple mist.

Although Wu Zuo's status in the Netherworld Immortal Realm is also quite high, whether it is Dark Red Mo or Dark Purple Mist, the identity and strength of the two are far stronger than him, and Wu Zuo can only obey the dispatch of the two.

Wu Zuo didn't know that Yuan Dian got the Hongmeng Heaven and Earth Immortal Weapon Sifang Ding in Sifang City, thinking that what he got was just a ten-quenching Hongmeng Immortal Weapon, but it was also the case, he was also full of hatred for Yuan Dian, and at the same time, he also had a trace of jealousy for Yuan Dian's combat power.

In the battle of Sifang City, Yuan Dian was able to get the treasure before E Lingtian, Chan Jingtian, Lin Danyu and others, which in itself showed his strength, so this time, Wu Zuo naturally would not take the initiative to fight against Yuan Dian, as for Luo Gongzhao, the person who could make Shen Hongmo call his name was naturally not an ordinary person, and Wu Zuo did not look for this opponent.

Picking and choosing, Wu Zuo finally set the target on Xun Le, and at the beginning of the war, he tacitly agreed with another acquaintance of the ghost cultivator to rush to Xun Le, who was smiling and seemingly harmless to humans and animals.

originally thought that Xun Le was the weakest of the three, but since the battle, Xun Le has shown strength far beyond the strength of the two of them.

Seeing that the strength of the two of them could not deal with Xun Le, Wu Zuo's figure turned around and dodged Xun Le's attack, and shouted at another ghost cultivator: "All means, sacrifice all means, dementor realm, show." ”

With the words, two black mist appeared around Wu Zuo's body, one flickered into two wandering ghosts, while the same black mist flashed around the other ghost cultivator, and a huge evil ghost flashed out, and a roar attacked Xun Le, and at the same time, the two of them each showed their own domain power to kill Xun Le.

"Hmph, thinking of relying on the number of people to kill me, are you okay?" With a cold snort, three lights and shadows flickered around Xun Le, and shadowless bats, black centipedes, and white-tailed poisonous scorpions appeared, and their figures flickered towards the ghosts and evil ghosts.

And Xun Le is smile brought by the life on his face, and a Dao Dao Thunder appeared around him, and the Lei Lin knife waved, and shouted: "Demon Thunder Domain, show." ”

"Damn, it's the realm of thunder. Seeing that Xun Le urged out the realm of thunder that had restraint on ghost cultivation, Wu Zuo and another ghost cultivator also cursed secretly in their hearts, but at this time, they had no choice but to rush up.

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Luo Gongzhao's combat power was originally the top existence in the Cypress Immortal Realm, after obtaining the family holy relics from Yuan Dian, combined with the power of the two palms, the combat power more than doubled, although facing the dark purple mist and another ghost cultivator, Luo Gongzhao was confident that he could win the two.

But after a few rounds of fighting, the result was a big surprise to him.

Although the other ghost cultivator is not weak, it is not the top level strength, if he fights alone, Luo Gongzhao is confident that he will kill it, but the combat power of such a ghost woman as Dark Purple Mist is beyond his imagination.

Ever since the engagement, the ghostly gaze of the Stygian Purple Mist had been staring at him as if it had seen through him, and a Soul Eater whip in his hand had neutralized the proud ancestor's thing.

If he was facing an ordinary immortal cultivator, even if he was facing an ordinary True Immortal Venerable, Luo Gongzhao could also urge the two withered tree palms to trap and kill him, but in the face of the dark purple mist, this weapon he relied on the most was useless.

His two dead tree palms can be turned into dozens of vines full of killing intent, trapping the enemy and killing the enemy, but a soul devouring whip in the hand of the dark purple mist is like a swimming dragon, bending and stretching invisible, straight like a spear for a while, weak rings for a while, and the most important thing is that the soul devouring whip is glowing with cyan flames, as long as it comes into contact with it, the dead tree palm in his hand will burn and be hit hard.

If he advanced to the True Immortal level, he could exert the full power of the two withered tree palms, and naturally he would not be afraid of the attack of the cyan flame, but now he couldn't, with his strength, he couldn't fully activate all the means of the withered tree's palms, and he could only wrestle with the Soul Devouring Whip in the hands of the Dark Purple Mist.

And the dark purple mist fighting against it is not only relying on that long whip, but also unpredictable, plus the combat power of another ghost cultivator is not weak, if it weren't for the two dead tree palms, Luo Gongzhao is definitely not the opponent of the two, and now he can only look forward to the solution of the two battle groups of Yuan Dian and Xun Le with all his might.

"When did such a ghostly and powerful female cultivator appear in the Netherworld Immortal Realm?" With a full of surprise, Luo Gongzhao's gaze moved and swept towards the other two battle groups.

With the refiner's unique means, Yuan Dian paid the price of the Xuanhuang Sword Weapon Spirit to decisively hit the dark red mo, defeated the weird immortal soldiers that the dark red mo relied on the most, and temporarily controlled the initiative, but this also completely angered the dark red mo.

Knowing that Yuan Dian was a nine-quenching psychic immortal artifact, he could no longer take advantage of the power of the immortal weapon, and the dark red Mo, who was determined to kill Yuan Dian, showed his death domain without hesitation, and the powerful death domain spread, silently enveloping Yuan Dian inside.

Originally, he was still vigilant about the death realm of Shen Hongmo, trying not to fall into it, but in a blink of an eye, he found that he was already in a gray space full of death, and the sky was full of wandering souls, Yuan Dian was also shocked in his heart: "This dark red Mo is really good, and he actually cultivates in the realm of wandering soul death." ”

There are thousands of kinds of death realms, but the death realm dominated by geists is extremely difficult to cultivate, and he needs cultivators to feed the four most important geist spirits with their own essence and blood primordial gods from the beginning of the advanced immortal level, which is equivalent to the result of one person's cultivation to supply five people to cultivate, in this way, the difficulty of advancement can be imagined.

After waiting for the cultivator who cultivates the realm of the wandering soul to advance to the Heavenly Immortal level to open his own dojo, he needs to put the four main wandering souls into the dojo to continue cultivating, during this period, the monk can stay out of the matter and no longer feed the wandering souls with his own dojo and primordial spirits, but he needs to find a large number of souls to feed the four main souls, and only in this way can the main wandering souls advance and grow.

However, this process is simple, but it is actually extremely difficult, because the main soul has already grown, and it is not the soul of an ordinary monk that can feed the main spirit, only the soul that exists in the same realm as the monk can be used as food for the main soul, so it is inferred that the Dark Red Mo has grown up to the present, and he who has cultivated his own soul death realm to the level of the Golden Immortal Consummation really does not know how many existences of the same level have been killed, which is enough to call it the life-reaping ghost king who harvests his life.

For such a geist death realm, if you want to crack it, in addition to directly killing the opponent with a cultivator's combat power far exceeding that of the cultivator, that is, find the four main souls of the geist death realm and erase them, so as to break the realm and severely damage the cultivator, and then be able to destroy the opponent.

A special white bone claw had already made Yuan Dian urge all his strength, and now it was another realm of wandering soul death, and Yuan Dian knew that he was definitely facing the most powerful opponent this time. (To be continued.) )