In the realm of God, the irresistible ghosts stood up completely.

They can never enter the temple.

The moment has been broken.

"What's going on?"

The Lord of Thirteen Peaks still looked shocked in his eyes.

When he scolded him.

At the Thirteen Peaks, all practitioners gathered together quickly.

Everyone uses their minds to call the curtain that had previously been closed in the temple.

The will of the temple god can withstand the army of ghosts and is extremely powerful.

Thirteen Peaks’ own ban is in front of the Yin Spirit.

It seems so weak.

A huge ghost demon shadow suppressed the Thirteen Peaks ban.

One breath changes nine times, it is a beast, a human, a monster, and a strange shape.

I used to be a giant holding a giant axe.

In the next breath, it has turned into a giant evil beast that is neither a wolf nor a leopard.

After the next breath, the Thirteen Peaks Barrier was easily torn apart by the beast's claws.

More than a hundred practitioners scattered in all directions.

Everyone is seriously injured or even withered.

The scene was chaotic.

Not to mention the temple, there are still a few huge lights and shadows.

The ghosts are densely packed, and these practitioners cannot even resist one.

The Yin Spirit twisted, and his attention quickly shifted from the Thirteen-peak practitioners.

Fall to the left of the temple.

There is the direction of Ye Lingtian and the other two.

All of them are the heavenly veins and the power of devouring have been transferred to the temple.

The giant shadow of the ghost has become even more evil and constantly transformed.

They are all drawn away from the power of the Yin spirit while being all the heavenly veins.

He had arrived at Ye Lingtian in a flash.

The most holy one immediately became solemn.

With his defeated identity in the realm of God, he can also be called a strong man in this domain.

However, when he faced the Yin Spirit, the pressure was even more amazing.

If he has no fear of the ghost.

There will be no saying that ghosts are rampant in this domain.

boom!

The combat power soared into the sky, and Ye Lingtian's fingers moved.

The heavenly veins of the formation are in harmony with the heavenly veins of the formation, absorbing the power of the Yin spirit and becoming stronger.

In an instant, he became the center of attention.

The sword intent, the power of beasts, and the breath of wind and thunder were completely suppressed towards him in a moment.

The ghost crying god fills the space of this domain.

Inside and outside the temple, echo each other.

The ghost cannot enter the temple, but its momentum is still terrifying.

The black smoke has risen and is wrapped in the ghost.

The giant axe opened the sky, and the scorching power kept burning.

In addition to the heavenly vein, the Yin Spirit also has the power to devour.

Yin Ling is the legacy of the ancient battlefield.

Its outbreak can infect everything.

During the scene, the sound of the ghost crying became gradually weaker.

Everyone can see clearly.

All the ghosts were drawn out of the temple again.

It seemed like he had left the temple.

In fact, it is absorbed by the heavenly veins outside the temple.

Then they can pass the formation of the heavenly vein and return to Ye Lingtian's body.

Ye Lingtian stood there motionless.

Not surprising.

However, his practice has broken through to the eighth level of Taichu.

More powerful than he thought.

Ye Lingtian's expression was calm.

If it is too full, it will overflow, in this case.

Naturally, he didn't dare, too much or too much.

Temporarily retract the Tianmai into the body.

The evil spirit is violent and he can absorb it at any time.

If something happens, the cost will be high.

The light of the temple still flashed.

The remaining ghosts obviously sensed that this place was not a good way.

Still leaving, he went out of the temple, and went to the land of thousands of miles.

The temple is close to it and peace has been restored.

Everyone's eyes were still on Ye Lingtian.

The practitioners of the Thirteen Peaks quickly accept the practitioners.

If the wound is cured, the soul will die, and there is no way to deal with it.

No matter how their breath sticks out, they also enter the army of Yin spirits.

The peak master was half injured and his eyes hit Ye Lingtian.

After waiting for a moment, he had arrived at Ye Lingtian.

"Did this brother drive away the ghost just now?"

He sighed with a solemn expression.

The Yin Ling exerted force to deal with the death and injury of the Thirteen Peaks.

And more ghosts came to Ye Lingtian and obviously wanted to kill them.

I only looked at Ye Lingtian, and I was extremely calm at that time.

It's all very telling, let alone the sudden disappearance of the ghost.

"I don't have that ability."

Ye Lingtian said lightly.

The Lords of Thirteen Peaks are all famous old monsters.

Of course I can understand the meaning of this sentence.

He quickly spoke up and greeted the practitioners behind him who had barely retained their combat power.

"Come here and see these three nobles!"

He is extremely serious.

Many of those guys, including He Huan, have different eyes.

They saw that there was something unique about Ye Lingtian.

But the distance between him and the Grandpa seemed to be too big.
To be continued...