Headmaster Laoshan looked at the white crane and the bright moon in the sky, his tone full of expectation and a hint of unnoticeable anxiety.

"The aura of decline and calamity between heaven and earth seems to be being removed. Those of us who have endured the calamity of decay and death, the accumulated aura of decay and calamity in our bodies is now being washed away."

"If you dissipate the magic power outside the body, you can feel this change more clearly."

Suppose that these human monks in the underworld of Laoshan are all shocked, doubtful and happy at this moment.

Well, the old demon from Montenegro and their army of ghosts and monsters in the south are now frightened, angry and frightened.

Because after those paper boat lanterns appeared, they obviously felt uncomfortable all over.

It was as if he was accustomed to the darkness and slipperiness of life in the water, but now he was suddenly thrown onto land, almost to the point of being thrown into the desert.

In the surrounding environment, something they are used to and like is quickly disappearing, turning this environment they like into a "furnace" for evil spirits.

"ah!!!"

It didn't take long before some evil spirits couldn't stand it any longer. They abandoned their little sneaking spells, jumped into the air, and flew away in the direction of Wushou City.

When he jumped up, he felt that he might be the only ghost. He was extremely uneasy. He was unwilling to stay here and be tortured, and was afraid of being killed by military orders.

However, when he really took off, he realized that he was just an insignificant part of the dark clouds in the sky.

The army of millions of ghosts and ghosts, because the vanguard troops fled without fighting, all collapsed in the blink of an eye, like a stormy wave, rolling up into the sky and washing the earth.

The ghosts and monsters formed layers of waves and pushed to the south. All the ghosts and monsters were rushing towards the City of Fushou.

They could feel that the closer they got to the area leading to the Death City, the pain on their bodies would be alleviated.

The Black Mountain Old Demon and the others have indeed planted a mark on these ghosts and monsters. It is a top-down, layer-by-layer suppression method.

The ghost king controls all the ghost generals, the ghost generals control all the commanders, the commanders control all the centurions, and so on.

This method can maintain the most stable rule in peacetime. However, once all the armies are defeated and come back, it will obviously not be effective enough.

What's more, the Black Mountain Old Demon and the others have no intention of controlling this army now, because they have all felt the call of their ancestors.

That extremely urgent call caused many ghost kings, including the old demon from Black Mountain, to fly away like meteors of different colors through the sky.

What happened? Where did those paper boats come from? Who was causing trouble in the bush? What happened to the ancestors?!

These angry questions are lingering in the hearts of the ghost kings, each one is more urgent than the last, and each one makes them more angry than the last one.

boom!!!!

In vain, the city has undergone tremendous changes, and all the buildings have been demolished.

Huge tree roots protruded from the ground, and huge shadows swept over the entire city.

It looked like a peach tree, with dark golden spells imprinted on all parts of the trunk, including the branches and leaves, ancient and mysterious, noble and mysterious.

It grew out from the direction of the Black Mountain Old Demon's Palace, and its branches stretched out for hundreds of miles. The ends of some branches even pierced into the void. It was unknown where they had arrived.

Among the layers of branches and leaves that cover the sky and the sun, there are many fruits that have not fully grown, and countless bright red peach blossoms.

The peach trees rising from the sky almost break through the boundaries of the underworld and squeeze into the upper world completely.

There are still some cracked peaches hanging on the ends of some branches of this peach tree. The surface of the peaches has been completely dried up, like brown wood and stone carvings.

Those cracked parts look like big black mouths.

"reset!!!!"

The deep shouts echoed in the underworld, and the ghost kings returned to their places one after another, falling into those dry old peaches. Everything fell into place naturally, like a fish in water, everything fell into place.

Although the Black Mountain Old Demon and his one hundred brothers and sisters seem to have different origins, some are zombies, some are beast ghosts, some are bone demons, and some even have spirits transformed from stones.

But in fact, they are all ghosts born from this peach tree.

This peach tree is their common ancestor.

In other words, each of their ghost kings is actually a part of this peach tree.

The reason why the Black Mountain Old Demon deserves the most attention is because its nature is closest to the nature of this peach tree.

At this moment, the cultivation and spirituality of many ghost kings returned to one. The big tree, which originally seemed a bit stiff, suddenly danced all its branches wildly. The trajectory of every branch and leaf seemed to explain the ultimate goal of heaven and earth.

reason.

The entire spatial distance of the underworld is disrupted by traces of cutting branches and leaves.

The monks in the underworld of Laoshan experienced an extremely strange scene.

They seem to think that the famous mountains in the world, such as Laoshan, Jinshan, Kunlun, and Huashan, all grow together.

They felt that where their bodies were, there seemed to be thousands or tens of thousands of beings at the same time, and even their own bodies were overlapped with walls, jungles, rain clouds, soil, and magma at the same time.

No matter how weird this feeling was, the moment they looked up, the huge impact made them forget that strange feeling.

Because they seemed to have arrived in front of the peach tree in Wusi City, and they could even touch the roots of the tree by raising their hands, using their hands as small as ants to touch the roots as big as mountains.

All creatures and ghosts on the underworld can see the terrifying figure of this strange tree.

However, at the next moment, the leaves shattered and the peach blossoms exploded.

Billions of paper boats and precious lanterns sailed out from between the holes in the branches and leaves of this big tree, breaking the flowers and lighting the branches.

Between the underworld and the underworld, endless paper boats are sailing, and endless lights are shining.

Guan Luoyang's consciousness seemed to be no longer in his spiritual body, and his realm was no longer limited by the clone, and he could exert his due power.

That is even a more mysterious power than the original body.

Qiong Ying, Yan Qing, Yue Fei and others were suddenly startled. They all saw the paper boat around them and the figure emerging from the light of the paper boat.

That figure seemed to be just a little fantasy when the lights flickered. It disappeared in a flash, but was deeply engraved in the senses of the world. Then all the figures slowly pushed out a palm.

Existing everywhere in the Senluo Universe, it stirs up great light that illuminates the world in all directions!

Roar!!!!
Chapter completed!