In the ancient city, the streets, castles and towers are arranged in an orderly manner. You can imagine how glorious and prosperous it was once.

At this moment, black ghost mists made a creepy roar, surging from the street, and then, there were corpses left on the ground.

Fires surged into the sky, and thick smoke rose everywhere.

The ancient city with a long history soon became a sea of ​​fire and ruins, becoming a paradise for the undead and war corpses to scatter.

In the central area of ​​the ancient city, the city lord's mansion was surrounded by the powerful people of the ancient tribe of the ancient tribe of the corpse-driven tribe and the ancient tribe of the ghost.

The architectural form of the city lord's mansion is similar to a castle.

The most powerful group of indigenous monks retreated into the City Lord's Mansion, hoping to use the City Lord's Mansion to protect the evil demons from outside the domain and save their lives.

"You evil demons outside the territory, who have been robbed with blood, and have committed numerous crimes, will definitely not die well."

A cursing sound came from the city lord's mansion.

Outside the city lord's mansion.

Yin Xuanji, the descendant of the ancient tribe of the corpse-driving tribe, had white skulls wrapped around his body, wrapping his body like a mummy, revealing only a pair of shining eyes.

The white shroud is a rare treasure, once the shroud of a great saint.

By wrapping it around your body and replacing your skin, Yin Xuanji can directly absorb the huge power in the sham, making your cultivation progress rapidly.

Yin Xuanji's voice was quite hoarse, and he said, "No need to talk to them, take action together, break through the defensive formation, and erase all the native monks. Remember one thing, don't damage their bodies, I will use it to refine the battle corpses."

The powerful men of the ancient tribe of the corpse-driven tribe immediately used the secret handprint to control the battle corpse standing behind them, and attacked the city lord's mansion.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

...

Some of the battle corpses emitted extremely powerful power fluctuations, comparable to the beast king. Each shot down will tremble the city-modification formation.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yinchan also issued a command order to allow the members of the Ancient Gui clan to join in and start attacking the defensive formation.

Not long after, the defensive formation was broken.

The two ancient tribes sent a total of twelve war corpse kings and impermanent kings to crush them forward and kill the native monks into a defeat.

Among the native monks, there was a Martial King with six dragon shadows wrapped around his body, and shouted: "Do you have to kill them all?"

"So what if you kill them all? Honey."

Yin Xuanji smiled gloomyly and said jokingly.

"Then let's burn both jade and stone."

The Six Dragon Martial King's eyes were red, and he roared, and used an ancient technique to sacrifice himself. He kicked his feet and rushed towards Yin Xuanji and the ancient tribesmen of the corpse-driven tribe.

The ancient art he used can exert destructive power when he was dying by sacrificed himself, and killing all living creatures around him.

In the Qinglong Ruins Realm, a monk who can cultivate six dragon shadows is called "Martial King" and is definitely a powerful person comparable to the Beast King.

The Six Dragon Martial King in front of him was seriously injured and forced to sacrifice himself.

He used all the last power in his body, burst out with impetuous momentum, and had a momentum of moving forward.

"It's really interesting. I actually want to die with this young master."

Yin Xuanji's mouth curled, and a strange smile appeared. Then, he stretched out his five fingers and hit the green blood beads of green eyes and hit the chest of the Six Dragon Martial King.

A cloud of ghost clouds surged out from the green eyes and the power burst out from the ghost clouds, and the power that rushed forward through the Six Dragon Martial King beat him backwards.

"No--"

The Six Dragon Martial King shouted loudly, his heart full of reluctance, but in the end, his body still burst open, releasing devastating power, turning the entire city lord's mansion into a flat ground.

The trick he used to die together not only failed to hurt the evil demons outside the domain, but instead killed a large number of indigenous monks.

At this point, the indigenous monks were injured and completely lost the power of resistance.

"It's a pity that a good combat corpse is a good one."

Yin Xuanji took back the green blood beads, held them in the palm of his hand, and gently stroked them.

It is precisely because of the powerful ghost weapon of the Green Eyes and Blood Bead that he could block the Six Dragon Martial King's counterattack before his death and beat the opponent backwards.

Moreover, when he was trapped in the underworld, he would not have escaped back to Kunlun Realm if he hadn't had the green eyes and blue blood beads.

Thinking of this, Yin Xuanji thought of Zhang Ruochen.

Then, his eyes showed a cold expression, full of hatred and cruelty.

If you meet Zhang Ruochen again, you must refine him into a corpse slave and let him be a slave to the Yin family for generations.

An arrogant voice came from a distance: "The people from the ancient ghost-raising tribe and the ancient corpse-driven tribe will listen to me and hand over all the treasures in your hands, otherwise, you will be killed without any consequences."

Hearing this, the monks of the ancient ghost-raising tribe and the ancient corpse-driven tribe were all furious.

"Who is so arrogant?"

Yin Xuanji's eyes became even colder, looking in the direction where the sound came.

I saw a red-haired monkey carrying an iron rod and riding a deer beast on the street, slowly moving towards the direction of the city lord's mansion.

This person is Sun Dadi.

"Where did the madman come from? Let me die."

An old man from the ancient tribe of driving corpse controlled a war corpse wearing black iron armor and attacked Sun Dadi.

With a wave of Sun Dadi's iron rod, he directly exploded the war corpse that was comparable to a semi-saint, and even the bones and iron armor were shattered into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Dadi raised the iron rod over his head, spitting out ripples of sound waves from his mouth, vibrating everywhere: "Those who block me will die."

The old man from the ancient tribe of the corpse was shocked and realized that the red-haired monkey in front of him was not easy to mess with, so he immediately stepped back.

In the other direction, Da Sikong rode the deer beast, lifted up his sleeves, exposed his two thick arms, held a golden Zen stick, pointed at the monks of the two ancient tribes, and said in a rough voice: "You are more at ease and don't act rashly. Our purpose is to seek wealth and not kill."

At this moment, Da Sikong was not like a Buddhist monk, he was simply an evil monk who had emerged from the bandit's nest.

To the east, on a wide street, Xiao Hei and Zhao Shiqi, with about ten deer beasts, drove dozens of the ancient ghost-raising tribe members out in a row and turned into disabled people.

There were screams of screams coming from the street.

The little black man stood up with his claws behind his back and said, "It is best for the senior management of the ancient tribe of raising ghosts and the ancient tribe to keep restrained and not solve the problem with force. If you anger me, you will be bleeding here today."

In the west direction, Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo each rode a deer beast, and had a powerful aura on them, forcing the monks of the ancient tribe to retreat.

Even Yin Xian was hit by the energy emitted from the Jiezi Yin, and a mouthful of blood was spit out of his mouth. He suffered severe trauma and kept retreating backwards until he retreated behind Yin Xuanji before he could stabilize his pace.

The power just now is definitely comparable to the full-strength attack of a creature in the holy realm.

Fortunately, Yin Xian was just hit by the aftermath of the power of Jiezi Yin, otherwise, his spirit and body would have been destroyed.

The monks of the two ancient tribes were present, their legs trembled and all felt palpitations.

Is the power of the front-line strong man so terrifying?
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