Black water in the west, big rivers meanders.

The Heishui River, which runs through the entire Western Continent, stretches for thousands of miles, and it is the most mysterious river on the sea wilderness.

Above the sea wilderness, almost no one knows the end of the black water. The eternal sea, that is just a legendary existence. Even if it is the powerful cultivation of the sea wilderness, it seems that he doesn't know what the eternal sea is like.

Sanctuary, ghost town. In the battle of the Immortal Ghost Sect that year, the holy domain shook, and the ghost city was shaking. Shen Yan, the sect leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect, was very powerful, and even used the power of the ghost city to fight against the Blue Devil. If it weren't for the blessing of the ancient ghost venerable, I'm afraid that in that battle, this ancient city would have been destroyed.

At this time, the moon bends and is silent, and it is the night of the ghost town.

The whole ghost town, as at the beginning, was cold and silent. The ghost city of the Sanctuary is a city of the dead. The house and the temple are like the tomb on earth.

Now, without the summoning of a secret method like Shen Yan, these people of Blackwater would never wake up in the slumber of the night.

On the site of the Old Halloween Palace, the Immortal Ghost Sect has already built a palace again. The Three Thousand Ghost Palace, although not as brilliant as in the past, is also magnificent and continuous into a forest.

Behind the ghost palace, the immortal ghost holy mountain is ghostly, and for more than 200 years, it has been locked by the fog of Shura. The seal of the Demon Qin Meng Soul back then did not seem to have weakened or changed in the slightest, but became more and more gloomy and rich.

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the ghost palace is like a tomb, but because of this, it is dyed with too much blood. The round moon, like a ghost moon, was bloody, and it was the corner of the mouth that bent strangely in the night.

In the Three Thousand Ghost Palace, countless temples are now full of mutilated corpses.

Back then, the Immortal Ghost Sect suffered a heavy blow, scattered the soul power, and most of them fell. The low-level disciples were even more killed and injured by the Blue Devil's trick and Demon Lang Xuanqing.

Tens of thousands of years of inheritance. The Immortal Ghost Sect almost destroyed the foundation. However, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff.

The Immortal Ghost Sect still has absolute influence in the Black Water Continent. The power of its faith has not diminished in the slightest, and the void has endless rivers of faith converging.

For more than two hundred years, although there is no more power to disperse souls and rob the realm, there are already many disciples in the two realms of spiritual cultivation. At this time, the disciples of the Immortal Ghost Sect in the entire Ghost Palace. No less than twenty or thirty thousand.

However, now, in the entire Three Thousand Ghost Palace, there is a dead silence.

Rivers of blood, dead nights. It seems to be gurgling.

The stump is severed, and the smell of fish is exuded. Filled inside and outside the ghost palace. Countless souls wandered. The temple collapsed, the roof tiles were scattered, and inside and outside the ghost palace, there were remnants of spells and sword marks left everywhere.

In the void, there was an endless mist of blood, and even stumps were floating. Artifact shards. Obviously, an extremely tragic battle had just passed here, and almost all the disciples of the Immortal Ghost Sect in the Ghost Palace had been wiped out.

The air is gloomy and the fog is dark. Without the slightest anger. The ghost palace that originally had endless ghost energy was just like the Shura killing field at this time, a hell on earth.

If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, no one would probably believe that such a thing would happen in Heishui, in the Immortal Ghost Sect that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years.

Because, even if the strength of the Immortal Ghost Sect is greatly damaged, it is not as good as in the past, it is definitely not an existence that can be easily wiped out. Today's tragic situation should not be.

Unless there is a sect like the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Wilderness to go all out, it must not be.

However, because of the Brahma Buddha and Demon War, as soon as the Purple Immortal Order came out, the elites of all major sects went to Dongling, who still had the energy and manpower to slaughter the Immortal Ghost Sect in the black water?

But it just happened, and the tragedy was in sight. At this time, in the ghost palace, I don't know how many disciples died.

There was a burst of ghostly intent, like falling into the netherworld, a dead silence.

But at this moment, in the deepest part of the ghost palace, a voice suddenly sounded.

It was an extremely open realm, and behind it, not far away, there seemed to be a Netherworld Ghost Mountain. The black fog is clear, the mountains are not visible, and the time and space in the ghost city are extremely special, in fact, the ghost mountain is a few miles away from here!

In the depths of the ghost palace, there are actually a lot of corpses on the ground, but judging from the costumes and magic weapons scattered on the ground, these corpses are definitely not low in their realm level before their deaths.

Among them, there were two corpses, one in black cloth linen and the other in white cloth linen. The faces of the two people were pale, their faces were hideous, there was a bloody hole in the center of their eyebrows, and the lower half of their bodies were completely atomized and disappeared completely. Around them, the fragments of many magic weapons shone brightly.

Before these two lives, they must have experienced a bitter battle and a battle to the death. The soul is gone, and it is completely dead.

The black and white priest of the Immortal Ghost Sect, the black and white double wolf of the Taihuang Gate. This pair of brothers of life and death under the greedy wolf seat in the past have lurked in the Immortal Ghost Sect for nine thousand years. If you stand in the perspective of too wild, you can say that you have done your best and died.

Today's soul is scattered, and it is never worthy of seeing anyone under the Nine Springs, Taihuangmen.

At this time, in the void, there were seven robed monks, and the other three monks were suspended and confronted.

These seven monks are full of demonic energy. He was dressed in a black robe and a black hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly. The black robes behind them were all embroidered with a blood-red grimace, and that grimace was somewhat similar to Shen Yan's supreme ghost face in the past.

The smile was hideous, and the corners of his mouth were dripping blood.

The robes hunting, the grimaces are lifelike, and the black hat covers the eyes, which is even more eerie and terrifying.

These seven monks were actually all in the upper realm of the Water Tribulation, and their bodies all exuded an inexplicable feeling, at this time, standing in the void, like a whole.

The three thousand ghost palaces were all stained with blood, and the battle was fierce, but there was not the slightest scar on these seven people. Not only were there no scars, but there was also a faint black glow on the bodies of these seven people.

It seemed to be a strange magic blessing, and at the same time, it was also a formation. At this moment, it can be said that these seven people have seven bodies and one heart, and when they enter the same body, the combat power that they can exert is by no means just the upper realm of the water tribulation.

The three monks opposite Zaijian were led by a middle-aged man dressed in a black coat. The murderous aura of his body is incomparable, and at the center of his eyebrows, an ink-colored star mark adds a little coldness.

Too wild Xingjun, break the army.

Beside him, there was a young man standing, it was Wen Qing, a monk from the lower realm of the Water Tribulation who had bid farewell to Wenqu Xingjun Wen Muran on the high mountain of Dongling. Another middle-aged monk, dressed in gray, was in the upper realm of the fire robbery.

The Taihuang Xingjun broke the army, and the wind robbed the upper realm, and there was no scar on his body. The black big hunt is facing the wind, and the murderous aura is like the wind. However, the clothes of the two Flood Monks were almost stained with blood.

"It's too desolate, and you're already cornered!" At this time, one of the seven mysterious water tribulation upper realms, the monk said coldly. His voice was ghostly, as if it came from hell.

"What the hell are you?" At this time, Po Jun's face was calm, but his heart had already set off huge waves.

The Black Narcissus Ghost Sect is the sect with the deepest control of the Taihuang Sect. The black and white wolf, lying on the salary and tasting the guts, has been working hard for nine thousand years, and almost completely holds the Immortal Ghost Sect in his hands.

The ghost body Yu'er is not there, the broken army is in the black water, the black and white priest raises his arms and shouts, the inside and the outside should be combined, and all the people of the immortal and ghost sect who are diehard are killed, and the rest are already from the Taihuang Gate, this is the first round of extermination in the ghost palace.

is as powerful as a bamboo, but it can be regarded as a bloodless blade. However, the target of the broken army was not the Immortal Ghost Sect, but the Netherworld Mountain behind the Ghost Palace. The elites of the Taihuang are all here, just to blast through the Netherworld.

However, it was only two hours.

Three thousand ghost palaces, killing intent soaring to the sky. Seven strange rays of brilliance are wanton in the ghost palace, without scruples.

These seven people are ruthless, comparable to the Heavenly Maiden who exterminated the Ten Thousand Desolation Valley back then. All the immortal ghost sect people who surrendered to the wilderness were merciless, no matter how much they cultivated, all the Dao was destroyed.

Seven people in one, invincible.

This is the Sea Desolate Divine State Realm, there has never been a killing combination, even if it was the Seven Star Monarchs of the Taihuang back then, they did not have such combat power when they were fused together.

Moreover, the magic of those seven people is extremely strange. The big opening and closing, the sea wilderness is rare.

Bloody wind and rain, black and white wolves in the wilderness, nine thousand years of hard work, burned down. In just half an hour, more than 20,000 disciples who surrendered to the Taihuang Gate all died under the astonishing magic of these seven people.

The black and white wolves and a Taihuang elite died in vain and were all exterminated. The ghost palace was in a hurry, and the army star monarch had no choice but to swing the ghost palace.

However, when he arrived at the ghost palace, it was a tragic scene in front of him. This made the broken army who had seen the power of the Heavenly Maiden secretly take a breath of cold air.

That's the Seven Amazing Killing Gods!

"Who are you waiting for, sign up to fight again?"

"Today, those who are too desolate have death and no life. Today, above the sea waste, the name is removed. The black-robed man who had just spoken, his voice was as cold as ice.

"Because, there is a heaven outside the sky, and there is a demon on the devil! Whoever kills my demon servant will die under the devil. ”

Seven people, seven demons, will definitely kill everything!(To be continued......)