Before the words of this powerful man of the ghost clan fell, a large black light began to appear under his feet, pure as ink, pouring into his body, allowing him to gain more powerful power, and mysterious runes emerged, colorful light like rainbows, floating around him, making his realm grow again, and the ghost qi evolved layer by layer, resisting the light of heaven and earth.

"It's your trick that I'm waiting for, the holy weapon is not only for your ghost clan!" This powerful man of the human race suddenly stretched out his hand, and the sky condensed, turning into a giant figure in an instant, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he saw him holding an emerald bell, shaking it gently, and in the beautiful sound, a circle of invisible fluctuations spread, for some reason, those ghost qi were like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, melting and collapsing one after another, and there was no possibility of rebirth.

Han Feng and the others were 100,000 miles apart, and they could clearly see such a scene, which seemed to be presented in front of them, perhaps the powerful people of the human race specially showed it to everyone, in order to improve their morale and make the ghost clan monks fall into chaos.

After a while, the thick ghost aura inside the ghost area completely dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man with a fair face, looking at the giant figure above, his face was full of anger, and he immediately mobilized the power of the holy weapon below to fight against it.

Both sides have the blessing of holy weapons, the strength is soaring, and they are inseparable from each other, and no one can help anyone for a while, and they are in the middle of the two.

It's a pity that this is the human realm, and the powerful man of the human race has an innate advantage, and the bell-shaped holy weapon is also more powerful, breaking through the other party's domain again and again with the power of dominating heaven and earth, so that the powerful man of the ghost clan, Wei Wuya, has been injured repeatedly, and finally can no longer hold on.

"Hmph, you're just occupying a favorable location, and I'll fight you again in the future!" Wei Wuya snorted coldly, and suddenly pinched the mysterious magic technique, attracting the power of the holy weapon, and blocking the onslaught of the powerful people of the human race.

At the same time, layers of black gas began to appear on the ground under his feet, and in an instant, it turned into a black hole-like existence, with deep power and not revealing it.

"Wei Wuya, you better stay, this place needs to be resealed with your flesh and blood!" the mighty man of the human race shouted coldly.

As he spoke, he clasped his hands to his chest, and a dark cyan light wheel emerged, densely covered with runes, falling to the ground, and hitting Wei Wuya.

"At this level where we wait, people in the same level can't kill you and me, don't you understand, you have to pretend?!" Wei Wuya didn't have the slightest fear, he sank down, blending into that black hole, and in the blink of an eye, the lower half of his body was invisible.

Sure enough, when the light wheel came in front of him, a curtain of light suddenly appeared in the void, successfully blocking its attack.

"You can try!" The mighty man of the human race had a frosty face, and the light wheel he cast suddenly spun around, bringing up hundreds of millions of lightning bolts, which were extremely dazzling, and tens of thousands of miles were plunged into a sea of light.

Everything in the area was suddenly obscured, and the monks on the outskirts could not see what was happening.

However, there was still a loud noise coming from there, and it was conceivable that the two of them were still in a fierce battle, and all kinds of terrifying power swept in all directions.

If it weren't for the confinement of the holy weapon, these powers would be confined to a certain range, otherwise everyone would collapse and die with no place to bury.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows, and his heart was extremely surprised, judging from the simple few rounds of engagement between the two of them, the powerful people of the Tianyi Realm could definitely sweep away all of them, treating them as ants, and with a random blow, they might be able to blow them up as psychic venerables.

In fact, the other psychic Venerables also had different faces, both worries and faint yearnings, everyone wanted to go to the next level, but this floor had to cross the past and thousands of difficulties, throughout the ages, there were very few monks in each era of Tianyi Realm, even if their longevity was almost endless, the number of people accumulated over the years would not be very large.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another pillar of incense has passed, and the battle in the ghost area is finally over, and the light in the sky quickly dissipates, revealing the powerful man of the human race, as for Wei Wuya of the ghost race, he is nowhere to be found.

The mighty man of the human race was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but in just a moment, he began to seal the black hole with the help of the bell-shaped holy weapon above, and all kinds of mighty forces were boiling, and there was a loud rumbling sound.

The morale of the Terran side was greatly boosted, and they immediately began to attack the slightly flustered ghost army, and the battle was extremely tragic.

After a short time, the powerful man of the human race completed the seal, suddenly returned to the outer area, and came to the side in one step, with a wave of his sleeves, the colorful light was pervasive, turning into an endless terrorist attack, and in an instant, a large group of ghost monks were wiped out, looking at it relaxed, without the slightest sense of effort, it was really like erasing a piece of ants.

"Yan Linjun, don't be complacent, let you escape today, within a hundred years, my spiritual realm will completely descend to this realm, you just tremble!" Suddenly, Wei Wuya's voice reverberated from within the ghost area, and the sound shook for 100,000 miles.

At the same time, those ghost clan armies began to appear on the monks one by one, and with a slight flash, they disappeared in an instant.

The Terran monks were all surprised, and couldn't help but look at the powerful man, but the powerful man didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuations, and seemed to have expected this scene for a long time.

However, the attack in his hand did not stop at all, and he continued to lightly obliterate the group of ghost clan cultivators, without any embarrassment, and he would not not make a move because his cultivation was much higher than theirs.

At his level, he doesn't care about these things, everything is as he pleases, how can he be burdened by reputation, not to mention that it is a war between the two clans now, how can there be so many taboos.

Seeing this situation, Han Feng and the others were shocked, and they also took the opportunity to attack the other party, killing them as much as they could, and they could stay as much as they could.

"Yan Linjun, you are really shameless!" Wei Wuya gritted his teeth and scolded, but at this moment, he had no choice but to use the power of the holy weapon, and he could save as much as he could.

There are also capable people in the army of the ghost clan, and they will quickly stabilize the chaotic army, resist the onslaught of the human race, and reduce their own losses.

Time passed quickly, and in less than a cup of tea, the ghost army almost disappeared, leaving only the ghost beasts scattered on all sides, roaring.

In addition, there are also a large number of corpses of monks of the human and ghost races lying in the four fields, full of devastation and the smell of blood.

Yan Linjun, the powerful man of the Terran Race, has long been missing, and in this short time of tea, the Ghost Clan monks he killed can be comparable to the Terran army, and it is conceivable that his strength is strong.