Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

As the Central Ghost Emperor was running, he took out a new magic weapon.

This magic weapon is silver-white in color and is a bell, similar to the soul-chasing bell used by Taoists.

He just shook the bell, and wonderful ripples spread out, and invisible sound waves enveloped Ying Xuan's soul.

Upon seeing this, Ying Xuan's sword suddenly produced a series of strange ripples that could not be cut off and directly merged into his soul.

The mysterious ripples caused Ying Xuan's movements to pause for a moment, causing his mind to go blank for a moment.

"Attack now!"

The Central Ghost Emperor roared, and transformed two double-sword magic weapons into his hands, slashing towards Ying Xuan with a heavy sword.

Seeing this, the others also took out their own magic weapons and surrounded and killed Ying Xuan.

Just when Ying Xuan was stunned, he quickly came to his senses and saw the seven powerful men who were less than five feet away from him, coming towards him to kill him.

"go to hell!"

The faces of the people who were so close looked hideous, and just as the colorful attacks were coming towards Ying Xuan.

Ying Xuan raised his fingertips, and the Dragon God Puppet and the War God Puppet suddenly rushed to Ying Zheng from below and blocked the fatal blow.

The two puppets suffered heavy blows, but this also bought Ying Xuan some time.

Ying Xuan held the pure hook sword in his hand, the sword blade flashing with a biting coldness. He stomped his foot and rushed towards the Western Ghost Emperor like lightning.

Then he used the Silent Destruction Technique. In an instant, a destructive force gathered on the Pure Hook Sword, as if it was going to tear a crack in the underworld.

The sword light vibrated, shining in all directions.

Countless ghosts and monsters in the underworld were terrified and wailed continuously just by being illuminated by the light.

Upon seeing this, the Western Ghost Emperor's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly took out two protective magic weapons from his storage magic weapons.

But at this moment, Ying Xuan was already very close to him, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

He took out a magic weapon, which was a golden jade robe. Runes on it flickered and emitted bursts of golden light, like an indestructible shield.

The other is a colored glaze fairy shield. The shield surface is as crystal clear as flowing colored glaze, with a mysterious power flowing.

The two swords and shields spread out in front of him, layer upon layer, forming a seemingly indestructible defense.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to kill me!" The Western Ghost Emperor tried to use this to resist Ying Xuan's attack.

These two magic weapons are his treasured magic weapons and are extremely powerful.

Therefore, it can withstand most attacks, even those of a peak quasi-saint.

Just when the Western Ghost Emperor was self-righteous, however, Ying Xuan's Divine Art of Annihilation was not so easily resisted.

The pure hook sword slashed down fiercely with the power of destruction. The runes on the golden jade clothes dissipated like broken stars the moment of contact. The glazed fairy shield only lasted for a moment before being blasted into pieces by the power of the sword.

"What! How is this possible!" The Western Ghost Emperor widened his eyes. The fear on his face had not yet dissipated when the Pure Hook Sword had already pierced through his body.

The terrifying power of annihilation and destruction burned within the body.

The Western Ghost Emperor screamed and his body gradually became ethereal and finally disappeared in the air of the underworld, leaving only an unwilling roar.

"The Western Ghost Emperor!" The other three Ghost Emperors and the three Liches exclaimed in unison, watching as the Western Ghost Emperor was killed and all his magic weapons fell to the ground and were directly taken away by Ying Xuan.

They suddenly felt that something was wrong, and they quickly moved back, trying to distance themselves from Ying Xuan. The central ghost emperor shouted, "Don't panic, we will attack together, exert all our strength, and kill him here!" His voice echoed in the underworld, but his words did not have much effect. The death of a ghost emperor meant that their combat power was rapidly declining.

It is even more difficult to kill Ying Xuan now.

The Central Ghost Emperor took out the Soul-Catching Spirit again, intending to use the same trick again. He wanted to attack even faster this time, hoping to kill Ying Xuan's soul the moment he regained consciousness.

He also didn't expect that this middle-grade spiritual treasure was something he had spent countless years and used all kinds of means to refine.

Each time it is used, it must be charged for a hundred years, and it can only be charged for three hundred years at a time, which means there are still two chances to use it.

Every opportunity counts.

He must seize this opportunity, and with advance notice, the others also understand.

Seeing the right opportunity, the Central Ghost Emperor shook the Soul-Catching Spirit frantically, shouting: "This Soul-Catching Spirit can attack the soul. It is a treasure of my underworld. Today is the day you die!" As the bell shook, black ripples spread out and entangled towards Ying Xuan's soul.

Ying Xuan snorted coldly and activated the Silent Divine Art. A layer of faint light enveloped his soul.

He was a little surprised that the other party had this magical treasure that could attack the soul, which was why he found it accidentally.

But now that he is on guard, it would be extremely difficult for him to create again.

I saw the black ripples hitting the light, like waves hitting the rocks, splashing invisible ripples, but they could no longer affect him in the slightest.

The Central Ghost Emperor was horrified upon seeing this, and his face was instantly covered with sweat.

"How is this possible? He can actually resist the Soul-Catching Spirit!" The Central Ghost Emperor was terrified.

"Don't die so soon, give me some fun!" A scarlet light flashed in Ying Xuan's pupils, and his figure flashed and disappeared like a ghost.

The Central Ghost Emperor watched Ying Xuan rushing towards him like a killing god, at such a fast speed that it seemed like teleportation.

After all, they were too close to Ying Xuan just now. The Central Ghost Emperor knew that he was definitely no match for Ying Xuan. He took out a talisman from his arms with great heartache.

He was seen holding the escape talisman in his hand and pushing it with magic power. It began to burn and turned into a ray of light that enveloped him and disappeared in an instant.

Ying Xuan slashed the air with his sword. Seeing the Central Ghost Emperor escape, he frowned slightly, but he did not hesitate at all and turned around to kill other enemies.

At this moment, the rest of the people were instantly shocked. A lich saw that Ying Xuan was already killing him and had nowhere to avoid him, so he could only face the challenge head-on.

The lich yelled, waved his hands, and muttered something.

The ground around them suddenly cracked open, and countless huge trees rose from the ground. These trees were extremely thick, and their branches twisted like pythons, smashing towards Ying Xuan fiercely.

"Hmph, so what about the law of wood?" Ying Xuan was disdainful in his heart. His figure flashed and he moved freely among the trees.

He swung the pure hook sword in his hand, and each strike carried great force, cutting off the approaching branches.

But the trees were endless.

"Don't hold back, come at us together!" the Western Ghost Emperor shouted. He held a bone spear in his hand, which emitted a sinister aura, and stabbed towards Ying Xuan.

Other ghost kings and liches also used their own special skills. For a moment, the underworld was full of flashes of light, and all kinds of attacks converged towards Ying Xuan.

"Come on!" A hint of fanaticism flashed in Ying Xuan's eyes. He stomped his feet hard and soared into the sky.

"Destruction Art - Break!" He gathered the power of Destruction Art into the pure hook sword and fiercely slashed at the attack below. (End of this chapter)