The Blue Devil Son, casting the Demon Lang Immortal Technique Xuanqing Seal, almost swept the Immortal Ghost Sect, and the Netherworld shook.

However, in the end, a piano sound from the back mountain of the Netherworld aroused the brilliance of the ink-colored water streaks, blocking the green light that scattered everything. Otherwise, maybe the Netherworld will really fall.

At the same time, a man's singing voice rang out, low and sad.

"The Yellow Spring Road, the flowers on the other side are blooming, the life is not seen, and the world is unforgettable. But how can the bridge be on the rock, the water of the Lethe River is flowing, how can you keep your intestines?"

The song contains the sorrow of day and night, the rotation of the stars, and the eternal thoughts of the years.

At this moment, up and down the Netherworld Mountain, it was silent again.

The entire Immortal Ghost Sect knew that Meng Soul existed, and it was only a palm, the Black and White Priest, Yu'er, the Ghost Saint, the Immortal Ghost Sect Master, and the other Sea Desolation Cultivators.

No one would have thought that at this time, the Great Tribulation and Cultivation War, the Immortal Ghost Sect was bleeding like a river, and it was precarious, and there was such a great ability to sit behind the Netherworld Mountain.

Until that piano sound, the spell of the Blue Devil was instantly broken. Everyone knew that on the Netherworld Mountain, there was also a hidden powerhouse of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

The three major calamities, the heritage of immortals and ghosts, surprised everyone. With such strength, it seems that even the Oriental family is beyond the reach of the dust.

After all, I haven't heard of the Oriental Family, which has three robbers. However, such a catastrophe may only occur at a critical moment in Zuihou.

"This friend, you've gone a little too far!" Meng Soul's voice came, his tone was almost as flat as the Blue Devil's, but it definitely contained murderous aura.

"Netherworld Mountain falls, Blackwater River is dry, don't say Netherworld Mountain falls, it disturbs the peace of hell, it should be killed!" Meng Soul's voice echoed up and down Netherworld Mountain, but he did not appear.

"Oh?" the Blue Devil smiled, his spell broken, but he didn't care.

"Flying Heaven Tribulation Realm Great Perfection!Can you kill me?" the Blue Devil looked in the direction of the Netherworld Mountain.

"My cultivation is not as good as yours!But that doesn't mean I can't kill you, or die together!" Meng Soul's tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

The Blue Devil was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled slightly, he really didn't expect that there would be such a character in the Immortal Ghost Sect.

The Blue Devil didn't argue in the slightest. Although he has the magic of the Devil Immortal, he has absolute confidence to kill any monk in the sea wilderness.

But killing Meng Soul is not the purpose of the Blue Devil, he wants the Netherworld Mountain to fall, just to have a kind of deterrence. Even, what he wanted to shock was not the monks in the sea wilderness, but the special people in the clouds.

"Senior, the person behind the Netherworld Mountain is my friend! He is not a disciple of the Immortal Ghost Sect! We will not move the Netherworld Mountain!" Amu took the opportunity to say busily.

When the two tigers fight, there will be an injury, and once it really touches hell, Amu believes that Meng Soul will retribution for his death. The battle between the Blue Devil and Meng Soul was definitely not what Amu wanted.

"Oh?" Hearing Amu's words, the green devil was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected it at all.

Amu's friend, not a disciple of the Immortal Ghost Sect? This is a bit unbelievable.

However, the Blue Devil didn't ask anything, but nodded immediately: "Yes!" ”

The Blue Devil, the first demon of the Sea Wilderness, is probably also the first demon servant of the Sea Wilderness. Amu's request is everything. The Blue Devil didn't even need an explanation, because Amu said it was a friend. Then no matter how high or low the realm is, the Blue Devil will not make any more moves against Meng Soul.

"Wang Han! thank you!" Meng Soul didn't say anything more, everything was silent. He knew that he let Amu go that day, and today was Amu's reward for him. It's just that he really didn't expect that Amu would be able to come back alive from hell, and make a big fuss in the Immortal Ghost Sect, Yu'er turned out to be his sister.

"Meng Soul, help me!" At this time, the suppressed Immortal Ghost Sect Master suddenly said.

At this time, the two major tribulations of the Immortal Ghost Sect had the upper hand against the Blue Devil and the Thousand Flowers Mother-in-law, but at this time, if Meng Soul made a move, he could turn the tables in an instant.

When everyone heard this, the sect master of the Immortal Ghost Sect invited him, and they were all shocked in their hearts. Especially the word "Meng Soul", I don't know how many people's faces changed.

Moqin Meng Soul, there may not be many people who know, but basically they are above the clouds.

"It's him!" the Blue Devil was also slightly surprised.

"I'm not a disciple of the Immortal Ghost Sect, I'm not in the book of life and death, why should I help you?" Meng Soul's voice was not indifferent, but it didn't seem to have too many feelings.

When the Immortal Ghost Sect Master heard this, he seemed to be speechless for a while. He should have known Meng Soul's character, and Fang Cai's request was really meaningless.

"Meng Soul, do you want to see death and not save it?" At this time, the ghost saint suddenly said angrily.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me!You know I've always wanted to kill you!" Meng Soul's cold voice came, and the murderous aura in it was even better than Fang Cai.

"That friend, if you kill the Ghost Saint, thank you below!" Obviously, Meng Soul's words were addressed to the Blue Devil, but for a while, the Blue Devil didn't know what to say.

Moqin Meng Soul, the son of ghosts like smoke, but some secrets may only be known by the people of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned! I don't know what kind of situation this is. Only the black and white priests, sighing helplessly.

At this time, the red-clothed feather bit her lip, and suddenly burst into tears, looking at the mountain behind the netherworld.

"Brother, if my mother were alive, she wouldn't agree to you like this!" Yu'er said suddenly.

Yu'er's voice was soft, almost like talking to herself, but everyone around her could hear it clearly.

The black and white priests glanced at each other, this time, even they almost thought that they had heard it wrong! The holy woman called Meng Soul her brother, and the black and white priest instantly thought of a possibility, but it was too unbelievable.

"Brother?" At this time, the person who couldn't stand Yu'er's words the most was none other than Amu.

From the moment he saw Yu'er, Amu wished that Yu'er could call him "brother". However, Yu'er didn't know him at all, but at this time, Yu'er called Meng Soul her brother.

"Yu'er......" Amu called, and then he was stuck in his throat.

For the first time, Amu felt Yu'er's strangeness. Is that really Yu'er?

Even when Granny Qianhua told him that Yu'er was no longer human and his heart was no longer human, Amu didn't feel like that. Even if Yu'er wanted to put Amu to death, and cast murderous eyes again and again, Amu didn't feel like that.

However, now Amu feels Yu'er's strangeness. In that body, it was not Yu'er's soul at all.

"Do you hear that? I have a brother, but not you! One day, I will kill you! Revenge for the Immortal Ghost Sect!" Yu'er's eyes were ghostly and demonic, staring at Amu deadly, it was endless hatred. The staff in his hand was even more directed at Amu, which was an incomprehensible hatred.

"Hmm-"

Yu'er's words, Amu couldn't bear the pain of being a stranger anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again. Yu'er's appearance is heartbreaking.

Mother-in-law Qianhua looked at Amu lovingly, but she stopped talking. The blue devil looked at Yu'er, and there was a wisp of murder in his eyes.

"Meng Soul, did you hear what she said?" The hoarse voice of the Immortal Ghost Sect Master sounded again, and it was an extremely harsh noise.

As soon as the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect asked, there was silence behind the Netherworld.

Half an hour!

Meng Soul's voice came slowly, but the words were said to Yu'er.

"Mother is alive, so naturally she won't agree! But, mother...... If you're dead, you're actually ...... Dead ......" Meng Soul seemed to use all his strength before he finished saying this.

"Wang Han! She's your sister, not ...... Don't be sad!"

After saying this, Meng Soul no longer had the strength to continue. Listening to the Netherworld Mountain again, there was a long roar that shook the sky!

The sound cracked through the clouds, reaching the nine skies, and the catastrophe in the clouds was all frowned. It was the vent of the extreme depression of the Great Perfection of the Flying Tribulation Realm.

Boom -

Behind the Netherworld, a great power of calamity came.

Zaijian, at the foot of the Netherworld, the earth trembled and cracked. Countless black stone pillars, like thorns in the ground, surged up. Then it grew wildly, and in an instant it was already towering.

"What a powerful spell!" the Blue Devil secretly praised, because this was an immortal technique.

Those black stone pillars are almost towering into the sky, and there is no cap, and the Netherworld Mountain is even more encircled, and the black fog surges, covering the sky and the earth.

In an instant, the entire Netherworld Mountain was shrouded in fog, and the black pressure was no longer half of the mountain.

That feeling is actually the same as the fog outside the north peak of Zhenbei in the north of the northern cold.

"The Mist of Shura!"

Although there was no wave in the blue devil's eyes, he gasped in his heart. Meng Soul was able to perform such an immortal technique, so maybe it would not be an exaggeration to say that Fang Cai's death would be the same.

Behind the Netherworld, Meng Soul was still dressed in black, with long hair scattered, and sat peacefully at the gate of hell, on top of the black stone. In his arms, he still has the ancient and colorful long piano.

The Demon Qin Meng Soul actually relied on his own strength to seal the entire Netherworld Mountain. At the same time, he also completely sealed himself in this shijie, and no longer ignored any rights and wrongs of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

Love or hate!

Meng Soul was not a member of the Immortal Ghost Sect in the first place, so he didn't want to do anything about the Immortal Ghost Sect!

The boundless past is scattered with the wind, and he has nothing to worry about the Immortal Ghost Sect. Whether it was the black-robed sect master or the red-clothed feather, they couldn't compare to his mother, and the ghost was like smoke.

The soul of the magic qin, stroking the qin and singing, a tear, slid across his cheeks, slid through nine thousand years.

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