"Ah, this is impossible, this is impossible..." The terrifying voice of the ancestor of the Blood River came from the countless pieces of flesh and blood. He roared shrillly, his magic power swept fiercely, and the raindrop-like pieces of flesh and blood suddenly flew backwards, trying to reunite, reshape, and rebirth...

"Maybe it is impossible. You will die today!" Xuanyuan Peng roared, and the Ten Thousand Witch Cauldron was shocked, and he sucked it hard, and suddenly swallowed countless pieces of blood and bone like raindrops into the belly of the cauldron. The witch flames that soared into the sky burned fiercely.

He actually wanted to refine a Blood River Ancestor and an entry-level eighth-level immortal king in front of the Immortal Punishment City. His actions, his ferocity, and his anger shocked the hearts of everyone on the scene!

What a cruel little demon master of the Underworld!

"Don't, I don't want to die, let me go out, Immortal punishment of the kings, Immortal punishment of the emperors, save me, save me quickly..." From the Wanwu Cauldron, the miserable wave of the ancestor of the Blood River came from the tragic sound of help. His voice was sharp, shrill, high-pitched, and harsh... Everyone who heard it trembled in his heart.

"I just realized that I begging for mercy now. It's too late. You want to train me to death. No one can save you from birth. Whoever dares to be ignorant of life or death? If you go against me, the ancestor of Blood River will end up!" Xuanyuan Peng said with a hint of fierceness on his face.

"I'm so arrogant, little devil boy, do you think that this will scare the heroes in the world? Dreaming!" In the crowd watching, a big man bearded immediately said with gritted teeth. Xuanyuan Peng glanced at him and ignored him at all. The big man bearded spoke very tough, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to kill him and attack Xuanyuan Peng!

"Wow..." The ancestor of Blood River was so miserable that he screamed in dying. He broke through the air and suddenly, as if he was strangled to his neck, he suddenly disappeared without a trace!

"Where is the person from the Immortal Punishment Palace? Why is this demon so cruel and refining a living person? No one cares about it? Wouldn't it make the immortals in the world feel sad?"

"That's right, how can I watch the twenty-four emperors of the Immortal Punishment, and this little devil is acting fiercely in front of the Immortal Punishment City?"

"Hmph, what is the Immortal Punishment Palace or the Heavenly Law? They are also bullying the weak and afraid of the strong!"

"Which senior with deep cultivation can kill him and completely suppress that little devil's cub. Our great revenge must be avenged, and the blood debt of the Nether Clan must be settled!"

In the crowd, there was a buzzing discussion, and the sound was getting higher and higher. Everyone was filled with hatred and murderous intentions, staring at Xuanyuan Peng and the Immortal Overlord. If it weren't for the strict law of the Immortal Punishment Palace, these tens of thousands of enemies would probably have been rushing to attack, and with the large number of people, they would beat them up!

"Wuwuwu...Wuwuwuwu...Wuwuwuwu...Wuwuwu...Wuwuwu...Wuwuwu...Wuwuwu...Wuwuwu...Wait? Let me see it, let me see it..." Suddenly, more than ten rainbow lights shot in the distance. Before the person appeared, there were ghosts crying that made people chill all over and numb their scalp. It was like a ghost appeared in broad daylight...

The crowd of people suddenly rolled in waves and a passage was divided. The dozens of rainbow lights flew past, and the airflow suddenly shot down in front of Xuanyuan Peng with a storm. Everyone looked carefully and saw that everyone who came was covered in sackcloths, with ferocious bone spurs growing on their foreheads, and chilling faces, all with scarlet ghost eyes like blood pools...

The ghost eyes contain cold, ruthless and vicious aura. Anyone who sees their eyes has a feeling that it seems to face countless unjust souls!

"The Yinhun Realm is a master of the Yinhun Realm..."

"No wonder they came to seek revenge. Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Lord of the Underworld launched a war in the heavens and entered the Sumeru Heaven. A monument exploded the Eighteen Emperors of the Ghost Souls, causing the Ghost Souls, one of the giants of the Great Realm, to decline from then on. In this ten thousand years of battle for hegemony, they were constantly weakened and constantly squeezed. Their hatred for the Underworld was higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Even if they poured out all the waters of the three rivers and five seas, it would be difficult to cleanse the hatred in their hearts..."

"The Ten Kings of Yin Souls came. In the past ten thousand years, there was no emperor in the ghost world. Ten kings appeared. However, they were not high-level kings. The strongest one was the middle-level ghost immortal king. The other nine masters were all entry-level ghost immortal kings. Compared with other small interfaces, they were also very cold-blooded..."

"Don't underestimate the Ten Kings of the Ghosts. Their Nine Evil Formation of Infinite Spirits, but even the Peak Immortal King trapped in, he would be killed to death!"

The Ten Kings of Ghosts didn't even look at anyone at the scene. As soon as they landed on the ground, they stared at Xuanyuan Peng and the Immortal Overlord's faces. The hatred fire in their eyes could burn a big hole in the sky. The Immortal King with the strongest aura roared sinisterly: "Old guy is the Overlord. I have seen him once, hehehe, that little bastard seems to be the little demon master of the Underworld clan, right?"

"Are you asking me? Your little master is the little demon master. It seems that you are the remnants of the ghost world, right? Don't worry, the Supreme Demon Lord back then, a monument exploded the Eighteen Emperors of the ghost world. Today, I inherited the blood debt of the Supreme Demon Lord and sent all of your so-called Ten Kings of the Imperial Spirit to the West, so that the so-called ghost world will be completely destroyed!" Xuanyuan Peng laughed and said bravely.

"What?" When the Ten Kings of Ghosts heard this, their chests were almost blown up. The strongest mid-level immortal king shouted sternly: "Okay, little remnants, little miscellaneous clans of the Underworld, today I won't pinch you to death, and I will write backwards from now on..." As he spoke, he raised his big hand, and a thin ghost claw like a bird's claw suddenly slid out of his wide sleeves...

"Little Bazaar, enter my ghost realm!" The middle-level immortal king of ghosts waved his sinister ghost claws, and with a bang, Xuanyuan Peng felt the scene in front of him twisted, and was suddenly forced into his Immortal King of Immortal King of Immortal King of Immortal King,

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." In the sky and the earth, countless unjust souls, countless sarcastic spirits, roaring, and roaring, the vast sky and earth, with billions of ghost faces, rolling like boiling, like the ocean, and countless stars!

"I - control the life and death of the souls in the universe! I am the Lord of the Yin Soul, the King of the Yin Soul, and the reincarnation of countless souls!" A gloomy ghost sounded, and a loud sound of a slut, the ghost faces of the clouds condensed into a ghost throne. The Yin Soul Immortal King condensed on the throne like a ghost, sitting proudly!
Chapter completed!