Everyone could clearly see that the plasma came out from behind Gui Chen.

"This punch was hit on Hu Meimei." Ye Wuchen's eyes were cold.

Then, another punch was shot out.

Punch after punch!

Ye Wuchen used the purple gold divine fire in every punch!

The purple gold divine fire is a kind of flame that is not weaker than the ghost and ghost flame.

With each punch, the power of the purple gold divine fire accompanied by his punching force, blasting Gui Chen through.

The power of the purple gold divine fire continued to pour into Gui Chen's body, burning Gui Chen's soul.

Soon, Gui Chen was bombarded with holes and was terrible.

The masters of the Ghost Nether Clan rushed up again and again, trying to save them, but they were all shocked by the Wanmiao King Ding.

With the last punch, Ye Wuchen hit Gui Chen's throat, smashing Gui Chen's throat!

Suddenly, Gui Chen showed a strange smile, and he stared at Ye Wuchen with blood all over his mouth: "Ye Wuchen, your sister, very beautiful, I'll go down to accompany her now!"

"I will treat her well."

When Gui Chen mentioned his sister who died in the hands of the Ghost Nether Clan, Ye Wuchen's eyes turned cold, and the magic knife in his hand slashed down, cutting Gui Chen in half.

The demon sword flew out, opened his mouth and sucked it, Gui Chen's blood turned into blood flows, and rushed into the demon sword, and was swallowed by the demon sword.

Gui Chen's body gradually dried up.

At this time, a green light broke through the air and was about to pounce on Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen slashed it with a magic knife and cut it into countless pieces.

This is the forbidden curse in Gui Chen's body, and he will fight back after his death.

Ye Wuchen stood there holding a magic knife, looking indifferently at Gui Chen's corpse. In the last life, he was escaped by Gui Chen. In this life, Gui Chen finally died in his hands.

"Uncle!"

"Young clan leader!"

The Ghost Lord and the Ghost Nether Clan masters screamed in grief and anger.

Ye Wuchen turned his head and looked over, and then walked towards the Ghost Lord.

The originally grief-in-armed ghost master showed horror.

"Ye Wuchen, my grandfather has perfected the practice of the Ghost and Nether Divine Art, and you will die!" The Ghost Lord retreated and said with a fierce look on his face: "At that time, he will personally visit the Jiuzhou plane and destroy your Jiuzhou plane to the point where there is not even a dog!"

Ye Wuchen said coldly: "Is that so? If I guess correctly, Gui Bing's Ghost and Netherworld Divine Art is still one level short of the last level to be perfect. He needs to use this Chaos Black Lotus to practice perfectly, right?"

The Ghost Lord's eyes flashed through him in a panic.

"I'll take this Chaos Black Lotus for him." Ye Wuchen waved his hand, and the Wandian King Cauldron flew up, opened the Heavenly Divine Formation, and brought the Chaos Black Lotus into it.

Seeing this, the masters of the Ghost and Nether Clan were furious, but they could do nothing.

Ye Wuchen took away the Chaos Black Lotus and continued to walk towards the Ghost Lord: "Since Gui Bing Gui Ming Divine Art is still one level away from being perfected, then he has no chance to practice to perfection again!"

Just as the Ghost Lord was about to escape, the magic knife in Ye Wuchen's hand stabbed into his chest, and blood continued to flow into his body.

After absorbing Gui Chen's blood, the demon sword and the demons condensed again, feeling like they were about to escape from the demon sword.

Ten thousand demons sang the Ghost Lord, and in a few breaths, he sucked his blood cleanly.

Ye Wuchen's magic sword was too fast, and even the masters of the Ghost Nether Clan wanted to save the Ghost Lord.

"If you have the surname Ye, you will kill our young clan leader and our grandson of the underworld. At that time, you will be thrown into the Purgatory of the Underworld by our Underworld and suffer all the tortures of evil ghosts!" A master of the Seventh Level Master of the Ghost and Underworld Clan roared angrily.

Ye Wuchen touched the magic knife in his hand, and the blade body buzzed.

"Purely Purgatory? At that time, I will cut off the head of your Lord Gui Bing and throw it into the deepest part of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Purgatory of Ye Wuchen's expressionless face.

The master of the Ghost Nether Clan laughed: "You are the only one? Even if our Ghost Nether Divine Art is not yet perfect, it will be easy to kill you!"

Ye Wuchen calmly said: "In the last life, your Lord of the Underworld said this." After that, he pushed his hand up into the void, and the rolling divine thunder surged out like a tide.

Thunder is black.

The dark thunder in the sky and the devastating power made the masters of the Ghost and Nether Clan numb.

"Black Thunder!"

All the masters of the Ghost and Nether Clan were frightened.

As Ye Wuchen's strength improved and recovered, the power of Black Thunder became stronger and stronger.

With Ye Wuchen's current realm and strength, the great god is below the seventh level and is absolutely irresistible.

Soon, black thunder spread throughout the sky, covering everyone in the Ghost and Nether Clan.

The masters of the Ghost Nether Clan wanted to escape through the air, but they were all blocked by the Golden Crow Divine Array and the Yanyang Divine Array arranged by Ye Wuchen.

Looking at the dark thunder growing thicker and thicker at the sky, the remaining Ghost Nether Clan masters panicked and roared and cursed.

"Ye Wuchen, you must die a bad death!"

"Our Lord of the Underworld will avenge us!"

Some people even used the technique of burning life and blood without any effort, and then rushed towards Ye Wuchen.

"Blood soul resurrects!"

"Crazy Magic!"

"The evil dragon devours the sky!"

Looking at the master of the Ghost Nether Clan who was rushing towards him wildly, Ye Wuchen looked indifferent and raised his hand. With this finger, the black thunder in the sky seemed to open the mouth and fell down with a bang.

boom!

The masters of the Ghost and Nether Clan who were rushing over were like small fish, hit by the huge waves, and all of them were smashed to fly.

When it fell, some had turned into black charcoal, and black thunder and smoke was emitting all over his body.

And some, although they did not turn into black charcoal, they were all burnt and were almost cooked.

Some of the Ghost and Nether tribes who were about to rush over stopped in fear and their faces were pale.

Ye Wuchen's face was cold, and with a wave of his wave, the black thunder turned into black thunder dragons and rushed down.

One by one, the masters of the Ghost and Nether Clan were photographed flying.

Li Yu, Lao Duan and Nalan Xiong were not idle either. The three of them kept waving their palms. Every time they swung, several masters of the Ghost and Nether Clan would be shot away.

The combat power of the huge water monster is not much weaker than that of Li Yu. Although it is not very injured, it is not something that the Ghost Nether tribe at the fifth and sixth level of the great gods can resist.

In the end, Ye Wuchen was too lazy to trigger the black thunder and only used the magic knife!

One knife!

The magic sword swallowed the blood of these Ghost Nether Clan masters hungrily. Every time they swallowed one, the demonic energy on the magic sword became stronger and the ten thousand demons became more solid.

Finally, the magic sword and the demons finally condensed the entity!

Ten thousand ancient demons flew out from the demon sword, and their magic power was imposing.

The power of thousands of demons alone makes people feel trembling, restless, restless, and feel a sense of difficulty in breathing.

Even the ancient troll Nalan Xiong was shocked.

One day later.

Ye Wuchen held a magic knife in his hand and walked among the corpses of the masters of the Ghost Nether Clan. All of these Ghost Nether Clan masters were sucked away by the magic knife, so they all became mummies.

The Ghost Nether Clan attaches great importance to Chaos Black Lotus, so this time he sent three hundred great gods to come! Now, all the three hundred great gods have become dead souls under the magic sword.

Looking at the hundreds of great god realm mummies lying on the ground, even Li Yu couldn't calm down.

Afterwards, Ye Wuchen and the other two cleaned the scene and found a large number of god-level pills, divine spirit stones, and many treasures who improved their cultivation in the space artifacts of Gui Chen and others.

Nalan Xiong's eyes were lit up...

Ye Wuchen burned the bodies of the Ghost Nether Clan with a fire from the gods, and then left the scene with Nalan Xiong and others.

Now, he is eager to find a place to refine the Chaos Black Lotus.
Chapter completed!