The fog and hidden ghosts are ahead.

The cultivators of all races fought fiercely with the evil ghosts.

The powerful men such as Jiulong Taoist, Tianjue Sword Lord also welcomed strong enemies, white-clothed ghost-exorcist.

The strength of each white-clothed ghost-exorcist is not inferior to that of Tianjue Sword Lord and others.

The divine light is shining, and the ghost energy soars into the sky.

The battle between the two sides has fallen into a heated state.

However, this is undoubtedly a loss for the divine cultivators of all races.

First of all, in terms of the number of people, more than 100,000 evil ghosts rushed out of the fog-hide ghosts.

But more importantly, the evil ghosts are immortal.

They seem to be dead in battle and destroyed in ashes, but in fact, they will soon be resurrected in the fog and hidden ghosts.

Obviously, the divine cultivators of all races do not have this ability.

Once they die, they are really dead, and their bodies disappear completely.

If the strength of the two sides is very different, the immortal ability will have a much smaller effect and will not be able to reverse the defeat. However, if the strength of the two sides is almost the same, the effect of the immortal ability will be infinitely magnified.

"retreat!"

"Can't fight any more."

Jiulong Taoist shouted.

While talking, he was fighting with a white-clothed ghost-exorcist.

Nine giant dragons roared around the Jiulong Taoist, setting him off with majesty.

The white-clothed ghost-exorcist opposite him was not inferior to him at all.

In fact, there is no need for the Jiulong Taoist to remind you.

This army of 100,000 people was just a temporary establishment and there was no question of morale or anything like that. Once it fell into chaos, it would be a disaster that would fly away.

And this self-disturbance will only make the situation worse.

"If this battle continues, half of the divine cultivators can escape, it will be lucky."

Gong Kun looked at this scene and sighed.

"Half?"

Su Xing shook his head.

"how?"

Gong Kun's face changed slightly and he said, "Don't you think that the entire army of the divine cultivators of all races was wiped out?"

"I'm afraid of this."

As soon as Su Xing finished speaking, his eyes suddenly condensed.

I saw white figures quickly emerging on the ground behind the army of divine cultivators in various tribes.

There are a total of seven people in white clothes who drive away ghosts.

Its breath gives Su Xing a very familiar feeling.

It was the seven white-clothed ghost-exorcist people in Jile Town that not only appeared, but also intercepted the way of the army of various races. With such a posture, they really wanted to capture all the gods of various races.

"This is going to kill you!"

With Gong Kun's state of mind, when he said this, his hands were trembling.

That is one hundred thousand gods, including at least dozens of gods. If all of them are buried, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to the Nine Realms of the East Ling.

This incident will also cause a huge sensation.

Everyone realizes the seriousness of the matter.

However, with their strength, they can't do anything.

Turning the tide sounds exciting, but it is really hard to do it.

Even Hongyue and Juechen, the devil who claimed to be killing without blinking, had a solemn expression at this moment.

"You dare to be a villain!"

At this moment, a cold shout echoed throughout the world.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling and gorgeous divine light emerged from the end of the sky.

The billions of divine lights are like the most beautiful pictures in the world, and at the same time carry the terrifying power of heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

The terrifying divine light poured out like the water from the river of heaven.

Terrifying pressure enveloped the world.

The divine cultivators of all races seemed to have been used to impose the technique of immobilizing, one by one, and one by one was motionless.

Even the hundreds of thousands of evil ghosts showed fear on their faces.

The next moment, the divine light was baptized by.

All the evil ghosts were destroyed, but none of the gods and cultivators of all races were affected.

Such a terrifying power can be controlled so exquisitely, which is incredible.

Then, people discovered that a figure appeared in the sky.

He was wearing a bright yellow mysterious suit, with a majestic figure, and there was a momentum of no anger between his eyebrows.

His power and breath give people an unfathomable feeling.

It seems that the world can be destroyed by every move.

Who is Yan Chongtian, the leader of Xuantian Sect?

"metropolitan!"

"See Sect Master Yan!"

Countless people saluted Yan Chongtian.

There was also a moment of shock in Su Xing's expression, as if he had never expected that Yan Chongtian would come here.

But if you think about it carefully, the four forbidden areas never restrict the entry of the God Master. What's more, as the sect leader of Xuantian Sect, Yan Chongtian can be said to be the master of the forbidden area.

It seemed nothing strange for him to come here.

"No gift!"

Yan Chongtian indifferently spit out two words.

His eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the depths of the fog and hidden ghost city.

There is a stern and slaughter in the world.

Suddenly, people saw that in the depths of the fog and hidden ghost city, a blood light soared into the sky, and the terrifying ghost energy spread over 100,000 miles, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

And in the blood light, there was a middle-aged man wearing blood clothes.

The bloody clothes on his body were blood-colored robes, embroidered with many totems such as real dragons, wearing imperial crowns, long bloody hair, and slept with clothes, majestic as the sky.

"Did the eyes you saw before come from him?"

Hongyue glanced at Su Xing and asked.

"no!"

Su Xing shook his head.

"Are you sure?"

Hongyue couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The middle-aged man in a blood-colored robe had a very strong aura, not weaker than Yan Chongtian. And the eyes that Su Xing saw before were not from the other party.

Then, who will it come from?

Could it be that there is an existence that is more powerful than the middle-aged man in the Misty Hidden Ghost?

"Not sure!"

Su Xing said helplessly: "At that time, I was just a quick glance. Unless the other party looked at me again, I could know whether it was that feeling."

It is obvious that it is impossible for middle-aged people in the blood-colored robe to pay attention to Su Xing at this moment.

All his attention was on Yan Chongtian.

"After all, it's just a dream. The dream should be broken, and you should wake up."

The sound of Yan Chongtian echoed between heaven and earth.

Judging from his tone, he seemed to know something, such as the formation of the fog and hidden ghosts, as well as the many weirdnesses here, etc.

This is normal.

After all, he is the leader of a sect, so he naturally will not know nothing about the forbidden area located in his own sect.

"You think everything about us is a dream."

"But in my eyes, what you see and hear may not be true."

"Who can tell the truth clearly, true and false?"

A person wearing a blood-colored robe is ultimately different from an ordinary evil ghost.

He did not say justice such as eliminating evil and following good words, but he had his own firm belief and would not be shaken by Yan Chongtian's few words.
Chapter completed!