The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

The giant dragon was perched on top of the blood-colored coffin, and three huge heads suddenly appeared on it. Each of these three heads is wearing a ghost face mask. The mask covers the entire body, but one can still feel a sense of gloom.

The bloody coffin suddenly shook out of the ghost world and landed directly on the ground of the demon world. On the ancient ship, there was a deafening sound of fighting.

All I saw was that a famous ghost rushed out of the coffin. Each of these ghosts had a strong evil aura on their bodies. Their eyes were red and they were extremely bloodthirsty. At a glance, you can tell that these are evil spirits summoned by the bloody coffin.

Each one is extremely ferocious and exudes a strong evil aura.

Song Xing's face changed slightly, and he looked at the scene around him with a trace of solemnity between his brows. I saw that the bloody coffin was broken open, and the evil ghosts and undead inside came out overwhelmingly. The number of these evil ghosts and undead souls is almost mind-numbing.

A statue of a ghost general and ghost soldier crawled out of the coffin. They were so densely packed that they stretched as far as the eye could see, making one's scalp numb.

This amount is really too much.

Song Xing held the Zhuxian Seal in his hand without hesitation, a golden light shone, and a talisman appeared instantly, covering the group of ghosts and undead.

Wherever the golden light went, the boundless ghosts were instantly annihilated. The fierce ghosts were crushed and turned into nothing if they were touched by the golden light.

The light from the Zhuxian Seal flashed again and fell directly on one of the ghost commanders. Immediately, he saw that one of the ghost commanders fell to the ground on the spot, screaming in pain. Under the Zhu Xian Seal, the ghost body was shattered into pieces and turned into a ball of blood mist.

"Damn it, my body"

"This kid actually holds an innate treasure in his hand. What is this? It completely destroyed my body in one go."

The ghost commander had a look of horror in his eyes, and he quickly used his escape technique and disappeared.

He knew very well that in the current situation, there was no chance of winning. The only way to save his life was to escape.

"You can't escape."

Song Xing gave a loud shout and quickly caught up with him. The Zhu Xian Seal was waved again, and another ghost commander was killed.

This is a battle that belongs to Song Xing, and this is a battle that belongs to Zhu Xian Yin.

A ghostly handsome man was blasted to pieces under the Zhuxian Seal, and not even an inch of his body could be found.

"The Zhuxian Seal is indeed terrifying. Under the Zhuxian Seal, not even the Ghost Commander can resist it."

"This Zhuxian Seal is indeed a treasure born from the Zhuxian Sword Intention. Its power is unparalleled. It is unrivaled in its power to kill immortals and ghosts."

Song Xing stood proudly in the sky, his eyes like daggers, scanning all directions, and said coldly: "Today, I will kill all the ghosts and handsome men present. No one will be spared." There was a biting chill in his voice. The Zhuxian Seal is an innate spiritual treasure created by Song Xing's condensed Zhuxian Sword Intent. It is so powerful that it is rare in the world. Once activated, it is enough to kill thousands of ghosts and make you addicted to killing.

The Zhuxian Seal kept flying in his hand, and golden light intertwined in the space.

Countless ghost soldiers rushed towards Song Xing without fear of death. This was the army under the command of the ghost commander, and their number was incalculable. Densely packed, like the tide.

Killing all the way, wherever they go, there is a sea of ​​blood, and ghost cities are covered by boundless ghost energy. No matter day or night, they are always shrouded in ghost energy, unable to see their fingers, and countless resentful souls are wailing.

At the same time, countless ghost clans also invaded the hinterland of the demon world and entered the demon court.

The powerful demon clan member stood in the sky above the palace, and when he saw the attacking ghost clan army, there was a cruel look on his lips.

Raising his hand to grab it, he saw a handle that was as crystal clear as jade, entwined with a black and yellow aura, like a dragon and a python. A lifelike painted halberd appeared out of thin air and fell into his hand. He held the painted halberd tightly, pointed it at the void, and swung the halberd fiercely. .

This halberd conveys endless imperial aura, as if it can tear the sky apart and penetrate mountains and rivers.

The void in front of the halberd was pierced, and a thin film was shattered like glass. The painted halberd spun in the void, and the halberd penetrated straight through.

The painted halberd passed through the void, and in an instant, it pierced a majestic ghost on the spot and chopped it into pieces.

A handsome ghost looked at the wound on his chest and let out an angry roar. A dark bead appeared in the palm of his hand and was thrown into the void.

A circle of pitch-black halo spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly swallowing the Huaji.

In the painted halberd, the vast and majestic power is clearly conveyed, and it seems that boundless power is brewing and gathering on the painted halberd. A force of Qi that dominates the world and slaughters all heavens continuously bursts out from the painted halberd. On the painted halberd, a ferocious and ferocious picture suddenly appears.

"What is this? What a terrible murderous intention."

"That is the Killing Halberd. According to legend, once it is contaminated, it will encounter disaster, and the whole body and soul will collapse. The soul cannot leave the body after death.

The word "kill" on the halberd suddenly bloomed with boundless edge, and the golden chains outlined in pen and ink, with terrifying killing power, instantly bound and imprisoned the ghost gang on the ghost commander's body. The patterns on those chains exude a unique charm. As if locking Gui Shuai's Qi, just a slight pull can make Gui Shuai's soul fly away and die without a burial place.

"Break it for me!!"

The ghost commander's face changed drastically. He felt the murderous intention conveyed in the painted halberd. His face was full of fear, and he let out an angry roar. The ghost claw in his hand hit the painted halberd fiercely.

On the painted halberd, the word "kill" suddenly released an even more fierce killing aura.

The extremely tough ghost claw was chopped into pieces on the spot, exploded, and turned into pieces of iron slag that fell to the ground.

The ghost power contained in this ghost claw has been refined by the painted halberd and has become pure.

"how is this possible?"

In another direction, Song Xing's figure had appeared next to a ghost commander, and the Zhuxian Seal struck him unceremoniously. The ghost commander fell directly without any struggle.

The power of the Immortal Killing Seal is too overbearing, and with one seal, the ghost commander will be wiped out.

This is indomitable and invincible.

Song Xing stands at the top of the battlefield, like a master, killing ghost commanders is as simple as picking out objects from a bag.

Song Xing looked at the Zhuxian Seal in his hand and was secretly happy in his heart.

This is an innate treasure-level rare treasure. Although it is only the first product, it possesses incredible power.

A noble ghost commander kept falling under the Zhuxian Seal and was crushed into powder.

Song Xing's cultivation strength also increased crazily. The higher his cultivation level, the more difficult it was to improve his strength. But with the existence of an innate treasure like the Zhuxian Seal, everything becomes much simpler. Killing is the fastest way to advance in cultivation.

As he pushed all the way, not only did he kill more and more evil ghosts, but his own strength and cultivation also began to skyrocket.

In front of the Zhuxian Seal, Gui Shuai was as weak as an ant.

However, after a cup of tea, in front of Song Xing, a figure shrouded in clouds slowly emerged.

It was a man who exuded endless ghostly aura, and sitting under him was an eerie and ghostly chariot.

On the Netherworld carriage, one can clearly see a ghost town standing on the carriage. That ghost city was no ordinary city, it was actually Hades. That is the underworld, a ghost city that can communicate with the underworld. It represents the rights of Hades. (End of chapter)