The two ghost kings entrenched in the underworld's important places sang and reconciled, and they felt quite literary.

Even if there is no word in it, you can't believe it.

Beloved relatives and friends?

Brothers?

The next sentence is probably: I have to increase the money!

Meng Fan guessed that they were probably worried, but they had to come here for a while, so they simply started performing and delayed.

"Hurry up, don't waste your time!"

After the words came to an end, Meng Fan, who interrupted the performance of the two, pressed Yuntou, with a little impatient expression.

"What a rampant demonic way. Today, we will crush you and avenge fellow Daoist in Heishan!"

The fig leaf was lifted and both were furious.

However, before they could take the lead, Meng Fan condensed two divine thunders, shooting out like a javelin.

So, the dragon spear and Xuanhua axe rose up one after another, with almost no suspense. After a stalemate, the Shenxiao Thunder was quickly wiped out.

During this period, Meng Fan was naturally not idle, and the power of the Big Dipper was instantly emitted. This was the foundation of his enlightenment and was firmly bound to his personal fate.

At the same time, a formation flag flew out and directly circulated a corner of the star power of the heavens, without giving the two ghost kings a chance to breathe.

"Jiu, Kang, Di, Fang, Xin, Tai, Ji, Canglong's seven constellations, appear!"

The sense of crisis hit the ghosts.

At this moment, the ghost soldiers Yin General was unable to resist at all. He could only form a battle formation based on the number advantage and barely persisted. The final success or failure depends on the two ghost kings.

As Meng Fan formed the seal and activated the star power of the heavens, the bright silver-white starlight suddenly lit up in the east direction of the underworld sky. The stars emerged one after another, and the light drooped down, vaguely gathering.

Since he had seen the battle between him and the Black Mountain, the Ghost King of Huangquan and Ghost King of Wangchuan would naturally not sit idly by and all took action to interrupt the process to prevent the Canglong from condensed with the magic circle.

Under his crotch, the blue-eyed and white dragon also opened its teeth and claws, making waves of low roars. The cold light flashed on his sharp claws, and he rushed straight towards Meng Fan. The dragon spear flashed with a cold light, and a roar shook the world.

There is no doubt that this is also a magic weapon that produces dragon souls.

So, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword appeared out of thin air, as if it had a self-awareness and flew out to meet the enemy.

In an instant, the idea that was originally in a pincer attack posture failed. The King of the Wangchuan Ghost shouted loudly, and the blood-colored light flashed on Xuanhua's axes, and the whistling wind came.

The force is so strong that it seems to be about to split the world into a hole, and its momentum is quite strong.

However, it is impossible to reminisce about Pangu.

After all, it was surrounded by rich blood-yellow fog, and endless evil spirits appeared and disappeared in the fog, with green faces and fangs, and ghosts cried and howled endlessly. They were obviously not a good god.

Meng Fan came to the underworld alone, whether it was the bearded Yan Chixia or the mysterious cat he was fed, they were all in the Yang world. Therefore, in this case, they could only dodge and not compete with him, and accelerated the power of the stars.

With his body skills, after avoiding the double axes and endless evil ghost bites again and again, he flashed behind the King of Forgetful River, kicked out with his right foot, and kicked directly into the back of the big guy, causing him to stagger forward.

At this time, the hands used as a gesture to free themselves. In the sky, the stars were falling like rain, and a silver dragon covered the sky and the figure was particularly solid.

When it was completely formed, Meng Fan shouted:

"kill!"

The next moment, the roar of the blue dragon cast by the stars shook the sky and collided with the two ghost kings and their subordinates.

"What are you looking at? Save us!"

The Ghost King of Huangquan tried his best to use the dragon spear to barely block the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which had fully recovered, and now he had to face the Seven Constellations of Canglong that had suppressed the Black Mountains. He was naturally scared and yelled immediately.

Beside him, the King of the Forgetful River Ghost Screamed. He was too heavy and did not react very quickly. He could only lift up the Xuanhua Axe in his hand to resist it, but the power of the vast stars was definitely not comparable to the Shenxiao Thunder that was randomly fired.

Click!

The heavy axe shattered little by little.

Immediately afterwards, Canglong, who was slightly blocked, pounced down, crushed him to death on the spot, circled deeper, and turned to stare at the Yellow Spring Ghost King.

"Save me!!!"

The sound stopped abruptly.

From beginning to end, the demon kings and ghost kings who swear to take action together have never appeared.

"kill."

With a wave of his hand, a thousand people from the Lei tribe standing on the clouds came out, and cooperated with the soon-dissipated Dongfang Canglong to kill the Ghost King tribe and completely wiped out it.

No destruction or establishment.

Anyway, Meng Fan was unwilling to incorporate these evil ghosts, so he simply let his soul go away and repay the cause and effect of disturbing the order of the underworld in the past and using the ghost festival to enter the world to find blood and food.

The battle formation did not last long and came to an end completely. No fish that missed the net appeared throughout the whole process. The so-called ghost heroes were all killed by Taoist soldiers.

And wars of this scale will inevitably be damaged, and nearly half of the Taoist soldiers of the Lei tribe disappeared.

But they were not destroyed, and they would appear again after a period of time. After all, as long as Meng Fan, the soldiers have not yet died, they will be immortal.

"The underworld should be unified, there can only be one voice, surrender or die."

Meng Fan looked at the general of the Lei tribe with a strong breath and ordered: "You go to the various palaces of the underworld to pass on the message. Within seven days, you must give me a satisfactory reply."

"Understand!"

The strongest old demon in the underworld has long fallen. The two ghost kings used to test their attitude and strength can't even survive a corner of magic circles.

Therefore, the remaining demons were not afraid at all, and he had already predicted that these guys could not take the initiative to subdue themselves.

Just an uneducated beast. Which one is not naturally rebellious and has a higher eye than a top. How could he take verbal threats seriously?

If they say a few ruthless words, it will be useful. If they are willing to give up the days of being arrogant and prosperous, how can they wait until now? Huang Quan and Wangchuan will come as soon as they die, so they have to see the truth.

The cold wind blew the cloak, and Meng Fan led his Taoist soldiers to turn around the Dead City to prepare for the war.

Taishan King Hall.

The Red Dragon Demon King was half lying on the throne, constantly rubbing a divine sword, and sighed: "It seems that this time there is really a cross-river dragon."

"He can't be allowed to do whatever he wants, the underworld is deep!"

Sneer echoed, and the same remarks repeated in the major halls of Yama.

As time goes by, the situation further fermentes.

"Have you heard it? The Master of Heishan, the Ghost King of Forgetful River, and the Ghost King of Yellow Springs were all killed by a Taoist from the Yangshi!"

"Ji, this matter is not new. The Taoist said not long ago that the underworld must be unified. He ordered all the Yama to surrender and to go to the Wudicheng City for a visit within seven days."

"What a courageous spirit, is it really going to be a shady emperor?!"

"What kind of courage is like seeking death! Are you really afraid that all Yan Luo will join forces to deal with him?"

"King of Chujiang just spoke to pull out the Taoist soul and burn it with fire day and night."

...

It is obvious that since the birth of the demon lord Be Xun and slaughtered all the immortals and Buddhas in the sky, the biggest change finally appeared. The underworld, which had been silent for nearly a thousand years, became boiling for a moment, and various rumors kept spreading.
Chapter completed!