Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Ghosts!

One of the six major ethnic groups in the underworld!

Inherited for a long time, powerful, ruled hundreds of millions of ghost cities, countless strong, suppressed for several eras.

Ghost Ridge Mountain is just one of the six branches.

Subject to the management of the ancestral land of the ghost clan.

The ancestral land of the ghost clan is located in Wangui Mountain in the south of the Yin Dynasty. At this time, it is a ghost mountain with a diameter of tens of light years, towering into nine heavens, and its height is unfathomable. It is covered by ghost energy all day long.

The wind is howling, and it is necessary to turn back in front of the mountain.

The ghost mountain is difficult to cross, even the Daluo Jinxian warrior cannot leap.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, even Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors will suddenly feel small and dare not have the slightest disobedience.

Just because of this place, the dictator of the southern territory of the underworld lives.

"who is it?"

"Dare to kill the Immortal Emperor of our clan?"

At this moment, an angry roar came from the top of Wangui Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, unparalleled ghost aura permeated the world, and blood-black ghost aura spewed out. The terrifying power turmoiled all over the world, and the horror was so terrifying that it directly exploded the sky and the ground.

An indescribable coercion swept over the Yin world, even the purple moon hanging in the sky lost its light, Wan Dao retreated.

The world was torn apart.

The Taoism of tens of thousands of light years is chaotic!
The entire Yinshi Southern Border trembled violently and was on the verge of falling.

Countless ghosts were terrified. Regardless of the Immortal King, Immortal Emperor, or Immortal Emperor, they all knelt down and shivered.

On the top of Wangui Mountain, a dark and majestic ghost hall is suspended, surrounded by pure ghost energy, which swallows huge energy every moment.

The way of ghosts, ups and downs above the ghost hall, revealing a terrifying artistic conception.

There is death, loneliness, destruction, darkness, killing, extinction.
In the main hall, a figure wearing a black robe, holding a scepter, with a blurred complexion and dark eyes, sat on the throne.

Above his head, the void was infinitely extended, and the phantom of the Nine Heavens emerged, with countless stars and flowing rivers of stars, which looked extremely spectacular.

Behind him, stands an invincible Dharma figure, wearing a royal robe and a black crown on his head, revealing the supreme meaning, holding a book in his hand, and controlling life and death.

If Jiang Ziwen was there, he would definitely be horrified to find that the aura of this Dharma figure is exactly the same as that of King Qin Guang.

This person is the ghost master, the master of Myriad Ghost Mountain.

It is also one of the Nine Capitals of the Underworld!

"I report to the ghost master, my subordinates suggest sending an army to arrest the murderer, suppress him in the fire of hell, and burn him forever!"

In the empty hall, the black ghostly aura was turbulent, undulating like a vast ocean.

A ghost general wearing armor, holding a sickle of the dead, and with scarlet eyes, walked out of the ghostly aura and knelt down on one knee.

In his eyes, there is boundless murderous aura surging, like two killing worlds, burying all souls.

"Reconsideration!"

"Kill the murderer!"

"Yongzhen Hellfire!"

The endless ghost energy exploded, and a majestic and vicious ghost clan powerhouse appeared and said murderously.

In the endless underworld, if you dare to kill the ghost emperor, you will die!
It doesn't matter who comes.

"Send the order, Ghost General Sickle Hook, immediately lead the Ninth Ghost Army to arrest the murderer!"

On the throne, the ghost master slowly withdrew his terrifying power, calmed down, and ordered indifferently.

The main reason why he lost his composure just now is that for countless years, no one dared to challenge the authority of the ghost clan, let alone such unforgivable things as killing the Immortal Emperor.

"As ordered!"

The first to speak, the ghost general holding the sickle of the dead clasped his fists, showed a cruel smirk, and strode away.

A wave of immortal emperor's peak cultivation level erupted, stirring up the sky and clouds.

It didn't take long.

Thousands of warships glowing with dim light sailed out of Wangui Mountain, shattered a large void at an extremely fast speed, and flew towards Guiling Mountain.

A black banner fluttered in the wind, and the ghostly aura was billowing, making countless ghosts tremble.

Under the banner, hundreds of millions of ghost soldiers held soldiers, full of tyranny.

the other side.

In Yindu City.

In the dilapidated City Lord's Mansion, Bao Zheng and Jiang Ziwen sat opposite each other, their expressions somewhat dignified.

"Lord of the Nine Capitals!"

"The "Heart Sutra of Controlling Ghosts" has no effect on ghosts above Da Luo Jinxian!"

"This shows that the rules of heaven and earth in the underworld have changed, and it is very likely to be related to the Lord of the Nine Capitals!"

After listening to Jiang Ziwen's introduction to the situation in the underworld, Bao Zheng's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"That's right!"

"For countless years, the lords of the Nine Capitals have not invaded each other, and each unified side seems to be guarding the underworld for someone. This is extremely abnormal!"

Jiang Ziwen nodded.

Where there are people there is fighting.

Not to mention the underworld!
Let's look at the identity of the Lord of the Nine Capitals. There are Ghost Clan, Asura Clan, Hell Three-Headed Dog, Bone Clan, etc. Which one is the good one?

How is it possible to live in peace?

So there must be a problem here.

However, with their current strength, even if they sense the existence behind the Lord of the Nine Capitals, they still cannot find out.

"Forget about the Lord of the Nine Capitals, let's think about how to deal with the revenge of the ghost clan!"

Bao Zheng waved his hands, not thinking about distant problems.

Jiang Ziwen nodded and asked, "Do you want to report the situation in the underworld to His Majesty?"

The implication is to seek help from the forces of the yang world.

indeed.

With the strength of the two of them, they still can't shake the ghost clan!

"Your Majesty's situation is also very difficult, so don't report it yet!"

Bao Zheng pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

Although he was born for a short time, he still has a good understanding of the basic situation of the heavens and the world, that is, a powder keg that explodes at a touch.

Between the human race and the heavens and all races, a war may break out at any time.

If at this time, it would be of no benefit to both parties to restrain Daqin's power to the underworld.

Imperial City.

In the imperial study room, the monarchs and ministers gathered and stood around the star map of the seventh heaven.

"Li Ru, report the situation of the heavens and all the clans!"

Qin Wudao was wearing an imperial robe, standing above, commanding majesticly.

"Your Majesty, colleagues, according to the investigation of the 'Abyss Guard', the tribes of the heavens are widely distributed in the seventh layer. There are more than 1000 ethnic groups in total, occupying five Great Thousand Worlds and tens of thousands of Middle Thousand Worlds!"

"The strength of these ethnic groups varies from strong to weak, but there are all strong men above the Immortal King!"

"But it is worth noting that the ethnic groups of the five Great Thousand Worlds are all the ethnic groups of the Demon King of the Wanzu Hall!"

Li Ru came out, first saluted Qin Wudao, then pointed to the star map, and said solemnly: "Fuyaotian Great Thousand World, the birthplace of the Mopeng Clan, has three Immortal Sovereigns and dozens of Immortal Kings!"

"Tunyuetian Great Thousand World, the birthplace of the Tiangu clan, has two immortal emperors and more than ten immortal kings!"

"Dongjiaotian Great Thousand World, the birthplace of the Shuijiao Clan, has two immortal kings"

"Modutian is a vast world, the birthplace of the snake cultivators, the environment is harsh, and there is an immortal emperor."

"Cangyuan is a vast world, the birthplace of the Pangshi clan, and there is an immortal emperor."

Li Rulue's dignified voice echoed in the hall.