In the big tent, only the big demon and the little demon are fighting, the mandrill and the soul beast. The Soul Beast soon revealed its defeat, but the Soul Beast Soul Beast's transformation of the Soul Beast Ci'an Ghost King did not dare to move again for a while, and his eyes did not look at the Soul Beast that was already covered in scales, and the Soul Beast wailed, one after another.

The Ghost King of Ci'an stood up suddenly, his hair was flying, how could there be a trace of old and kind appearance, his face was full of anger, and the other ghost kings also exuded a powerful fierce aura at the same time, connecting them together, forming a powerful momentum, and in the void, there was a faint head of a demon who opened his mouth and roared towards the sword spirit.

The sword spirit was motionless, and the slender body leaning on the back of the black chair sat up straight in an instant, and a sharp and sonorous smell appeared from her body.

"You want the Soul Treasure in my hand, and you want to get the Divine Power Method from me, have you ever thought that some of you will never be able to transcend in my hands?"

"Hehe, Ancestor, you overestimate yourself, we want to kill you, it's just a matter of backhand. One of the ghost kings said loudly, this person is the ghost king of Zhongshan, entrenched in Zhongshan, legend has it that Zhongshan is an innate spirit bell, once suppressed a great supernatural power among the immortals in the outside world. I just don't know why the clock disappeared overnight, leaving only a big mountain like a bell.

"Yes, in that case, why bother with this battle of tongues, you can do it, but you will definitely die in my hands, do you believe it?" When the sword spirit said the last three words, the corners of his supple eyebrows were raised, and it turned out to be extremely sharp, like a sword that had been sharpened for thousands of years was pulled out, and the chill of Sen Sen loomed, and the murderous intent was revealed.

The Seventeen Path Ghost Kings were all intimidated by the sword spirit, and the Zhongshan Ghost King didn't dare to answer.

The silence was so silent that it was suffocating, although it was only for a moment, it made the ghost kings feel humiliated, and they were furious one by one, and one of the ghost kings said angrily: "Even if you have the original one of the heavens, you will also fall in front of us, how many people can you kill?"

His name is the Howling Sky Ghost King, as soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed to have a bloody storm and rain, the Seventeen Road Ghost Kings have always been all heroes who dominate one side, just because they thought that there would be countless benefits to capture Yama City, they were reluctantly gathered together, and now they can't attack for a long time, and they suddenly reveal their murderous nature.

The situation was about to erupt, and there was a black gas condensation in the sky above this big tent, which actually shrouded the heaven and earth on that side, and the surrounding 70,000 Yin soldiers roared in the direction of the big tent in the middle, and in the roar, the black gas turned into black mist and disappeared.

In the end, a huge demon head appeared in the void, just like a troll was born, the mouth of the head opened and closed, and the black mist in the surrounding void poured towards the mouth of the skull, and vaguely, there was the sound of drinking water and the sound of chewing, these two sounds spread between heaven and earth, and even Bu Fuzi, who was more than twenty miles away, looked up at the sky.

I saw that in front of the huge head's open mouth, there seemed to be several carriages flying in.

There are great changes taking place outside, and the undercurrent in the big tent is turbulent, seemingly calm, but it is like a bull wrestling with two ends, and whoever loses his momentum will die without a place to be buried. Sword Spirit thought in his heart: "It seems that I can only leave today, but unfortunately, there is no such opportunity anymore, and it is too late." ”

The two mandrills of the big demon and the little demon were within the scope of the power of the seventeen ghost kings, and they were suppressed by the might, although they tried their best to bite, they were crushed to death by the soul beasts, they were scarred all over their bodies, and they roared again and again, but to no avail, just like a drowning person slowly dying under the watchful eyes of a group of people.

Just when the Soul Treasure in the sword spirit's hand was about to be flipped, the seventeen ghost kings suddenly changed their faces, and they all looked up, only to see a carriage appear in the void, and on top of the carriage was a ghost king with two horns holding the reins.

The carriage suddenly appeared from the void, like a reflection, but the man sitting in the carriage gave them a sense of not being angry, and it was followed by two carriages, which looked much larger, and they were full of people, and they could not see the reality clearly.

As soon as the carriage appeared, a ghost king shouted angrily: "Who is sacred, he actually trespassed into the ghost king's tent in the underworld!"

What answered him was a white glow waving from the hands of the men in the carriage. The ghost kings shouted one by one, and the illusory demon head formed in the big tent raised its head to the sky and roared, and its big mouth bit towards Chen Gong, and it was about to devour the carriage together. The brilliance sprinkled down, directly breaking the illusory head, and breaking away the momentum that was formed together.

A sword groan dispersed, and the eyes of the ghost kings only felt that there was a butterfly fluttering.

The ghost kings were shocked, and one by one they used their magical powers to hit the butterflies that flew towards them, but the butterflies disappeared all at once.

When the ghost kings looked at it again, a person in a white robe stood beside the ancestor, and at the same time, more than a dozen revenant souls appeared behind them, and the big demon and the little demon had also taken the opportunity to retreat to the side of the sword spirit, and the ghost kings were shocked in their hearts.

It's just a one-touch battle between the two sides, but it's not simple at all. Chen Gong seemed to have easily broken the demon's head, but the sword light was already powerless, and it did not pose a threat to themselves. It seemed that Chen Gong had the upper hand, but Chen Gong came prepared, and they were rushed in from the outside and rushed into the battle.

I only heard Chen Gong say to the sword spirit: "I can't imagine that the prestige of your Linjian ancestor has stretched from Linjian Village to the underworld, so powerful." ”

The sword spirit just smiled and said, "What's the power, if you hadn't come, I'm afraid it would be good to be able to escape with your life this time." ”

They talk and laugh like they look like nothing, in this era when the ten halls of the Yin World are not out of the king's seal, the ghost king is the top existence in the Yin world, even in the Yang world, he will definitely be able to dominate the party.

At this time, the Ghost King of the River among the Seventeen Path Ghost Kings asked, "Dare to ask where Your Excellency is sacred?"

Chen Gong turned around and said, "Si Yu, Chen Gong." ”

The ghost kings were shocked, but they were only shocked, and there was not much fear.

In this underworld, Chen Gong's reputation could not be passed on, and the reason why they were shocked was only because of Si Yutianshen's three-rank divine position. The position of the three rank gods between heaven and earth was already extremely rare, but despite this, they were not afraid. The gods of the yang world have entered the underworld, no matter how many products they have, their magical spells must be restricted, and Chen Gong will naturally be no exception, in the sword just now, Chen Gong has some experience.

"What about the god of rain, this is the underworld, not the yang world. Hehe, to put it mildly, even the Taiyi Origin Emperor back then, didn't he be able to manage our Yin Cao Difu?" another one named Qiushan Ghost King said loudly.

Obviously, these seventeen ghost kings and their yin soldiers can definitely evolve powerful spell powers, Chen Gong thought of those rune soldiers in the yang world, and secretly guessed that those soldiers and runes that can form various great supernatural powers, could it be that they evolved from the battle methods of these yin soldiers?

And not to mention the seventy thousand Yin soldiers outside the big tent, these seventeen ghost kings alone are very powerful, if it is on the Void Immortal Continent of the Yang World, Chen Gong can give birth to many means to deal with them with Si Yu Divine Domain, and he has nine Yuan Infants, on the Void Immortal Continent, when the spiritual power is abundant, he will drag them to death. But this is the underworld, and the green dragon rope that the Si Yu Divine Domain in his body has also been suppressed, and he can't show that boundless power at all.

"The god of rain really can't do anything, this is the underworld, and there is no need for rain. Chen Gong said lightly.

But in the end, he suddenly laughed and said, "But, what do you think of this?"

As he spoke, Chen Gong's hand hanging down in his sleeve stretched out, and there was already a big black seal in the palm of his hand, and the five ghost heads on the big seal were like living things, and the whole big seal was shrouded in inexplicable brilliance.

The Seventeen Road Ghost Kings stared at each other, how could they not sense the powerful power revealed on this great seal, many people in the Yang World knew that Chen Gong had the seal of King Qin Guang in his hands, but there was almost no knowledge in the underworld.

Chen Gong stretched out the Qin Guang Wang Seal to the sword spirit's side and said, "This Qin Guang Wang Seal can be used more in your hands than in mine, and you seem to need it even more now." ”

The sword spirit looked at Chen Gong, but before he could answer, Chen Gong said again: "As friends, we don't have to be too polite to each other. I have something, I am very happy that you came to help me. But if you have something, I also hope that you can accept my help, isn't it just that friends are meant to help each other in times of trouble?"

The sword spirit suddenly smiled, there was an indescribable taste in the smile, the smile just suddenly bloomed, and then put away in an instant, only to hear her say: "Since it is a friend, why don't you give it to me." ”

Chen Gong was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "I have long wanted to give it to you, this thing is really inconvenient to use in my hands, and I am worried that you will not want it." ”

"That's good. The sword spirit took the seal of Qin Guang Wangxi, as soon as the seal entered her hand, the five evil ghosts on the seal suddenly appeared, and then rushed out of the seal one by one and bit towards the sword spirit, only to see the sword spirit spew out a mouthful of natal yin fire, and the five evil ghosts that rushed out of the seal of Qin Guang suddenly shrank, and the other hand of the sword spirit was already covered on the top of the seal, and the five fingers were just buckled on the five heads.

"This, this is Wang Xi!" The Seventeenth Road Ghost King thought for a moment, I don't know who shouted it yet, there was already a ghost king's body flickering, revealing supernatural powers, a big black hand was born out of thin air in front of the sword spirit A few feet away, grabbing Qin Guang Wang Xi in the sword spirit's hand, the sword spirit did not move, just closed his eyes and stood still.

A sword light had already slashed away from the back of his hand at the moment when the big hand grabbed it towards Qin Guang Wang Xi, and the hand was divided into two halves in the sword light, falling to the ground, and before it fell to the ground, it had already dispersed into black gas.

There was a ghost king who made a move, and the other ghost kings immediately started to snatch it, and at this time, Qin Guang Wang Xi knew that he had not been refined by the sword spirit, and now was the only chance to snatch it. Chen Gong stepped out in one step, blocking in front of the sword spirit, his hands swept in the void, and a rather condensed long sword appeared in his hand.

The ghost kings on the opposite side have all turned into a black mist, and in the black mist, you can only faintly see one ghost king roaring, Chen Gong stabbed out with a sword, the sword seemed to be made of white dust condensed, without force, and dispersed at the moment when Chen Gong's sword stabbed forward, scattered into a little white dust, and the white dust swept through the darkness, forming a series of sword wires.

The chant of the sword echoed in the darkness, faint, distant and ethereal.

The sound of the sword seems to have been passed down from ancient times, has always existed in the heavens and the earth, and when it is called out, it is revealed from nothingness.