Shushan.

The clear air swept through the sky, replaced by eerie white mist and black clouds that blocked the sky.

Among the black clouds in the sky, stood the ghost kings of the ten directions headed by Chang Yuan.

The spreading white mist was filled with dense ghost figures.

The scene was deathly silent!

Everyone looked at the sudden attack of the ghost with fear or hatred.

Even people as powerful as Qing Wei and others had a calm expression on their faces.

But Mo Xie is not like that.

I saw his tiptoe landing on the Ziwei Palace.

He pulled out the magic sword and looked at Zhang Yuan with a cold face, "Should I call you Mo Zixuan, or what should I call you?"

Chang Yuan looked at Mo Xie and said calmly: "I am the Lord of the Underworld. You kill me..."

"Okay, okay! Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

Moye waved his hand, "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes, as if he was pitying Mo Xie's ignorance, "I hope you can still be so ridiculously naive after suffering the pain of being devoured by thousands of ghosts!"

Then he no longer looked at Mo Xie, but looked at Qing Wei and others, and said indifferently: "Kill!"

The next second,

Densely packed ghosts - corpses, evil ghosts, demons... rushed out screaming from the white mist.

In just an instant, the person fell down like wheat, with his heart and lungs ripped out and his blood sucked out by the ghosts.

Qingwei took a deep breath and shouted: "Kill ghosts with me!"

After finishing speaking,

He then flew up with nine Shushan elders.

The leaders of Huashan Sect, Hengshan Sect, Qingxu Temple and other sects looked at each other, stood up and shouted: "Don't panic!"

With the support of a group of powerful people in the world, the chaotic scene gradually stabilized.

Unfortunately,

There are really too many ghosts here, and there are also a large number of ferocious existences such as judge ghost generals among them.

Therefore, even with the leadership of a leader-level figure, Shushan is still in the plight of retreat.

The more people fought, the more panicked they became, and the more they fought, the more fearful they became... An emotion called despair was growing here.

This is a battle destined to fail!

Qingwei and others looked down and looked at each other, knowing that they could not go on like this.

My side must win a game to improve morale.

They looked ahead and saw ten ghost kings looking at them with sneer faces.

Qingwei said: "Everyone, after practicing Taoism for hundreds of years, it is now."

Qingxu and others nodded and said solemnly: "We understand!"

Zhang Yuan said calmly: "Leave it to you!"

The Fire Ghost King said in a muffled voice, "Let me see how amazing Shushan is in subduing demons, eliminating demons, and guarding the human world!"

The Water Ghost King sneered: "Old Huo, I think you still think too highly of them! To deal with them, I and the Five Ghost Kings are enough!"

"Yes and that's right!"

The five ghost kings sarcastically stepped forward and greeted Qingxu and the others.

"A mere evil ghost, pretending to be the king of ghosts? That's too much!"

Qingxu had a fiery temper, and he rushed forward with his eyes widened.

Qingwei and others saw this and followed closely.

The people below who were fighting fiercely with the ghosts saw several elders from Shushan who were called immortals on the ground.

They all cheered up, "I hope they can defeat a few big ghosts!"

As long as the top combat power of the evil ghosts can be eliminated, no matter how many evil ghosts there are, it will not help.

But,

The next scene made everyone despair.

I saw,

Ten Shushan elders, including Qingwei, fought against five ghost kings.

Ten versus five, I thought it was a guaranteed win.

Unexpectedly, in just half a stick of incense, the nine Shushan elders were defeated by the ghost!

"puff!"

Qingxu and other elders were seen spitting out a mouthful of blood, falling heavily to the ground and falling backwards.

Everyone's expressions instantly became miserable: they couldn't beat the top combat power, and their numbers were crushed... Could it be that God is going to help ghosts and destroy our human race? !

call out!

Moye jumped down from the hall, his body like black lightning, moving around, stabilizing the nine elders one by one.

He saw that the faces of several elders were pale, and their bodies were surrounded by lingering ghostly auras.

He frowned and took out the soul-calling bell, "Scatter!"

The soul-calling bell emits a soul sound that reaches directly into the soul.

"Ding!"

The ghostly aura that was like a maggot attached to the bone all dissipated, and the faces of the elders looked better.

Qingxu covered her chest, "...Thank you so much!"

Moye shook his head and looked into the sky.

I saw,

Qingwei's strength is indeed tyrannical. Even when faced with the siege of five ghost kings, she was never defeated.

Moye nodded, but then shook his head, and said to Qingwei through his soul: "Go back!"

There are several ghost kings and others in the distanceThe Ghost Lord is watching!

Qingwei was stunned, and turned back with a wave of the whisk.

The Fire Ghost King was unwilling to give up, and wanted to continue chasing.

Mo Xie snorted coldly, "Control the sword, cut!"

The powerful soul power attached to the magic sword, and the arm pushed and turned into a stream of light and flew out.

Whoosh!

The Fire Ghost King sneered, "It's just a mortal boy without any Taoism!"

At this time,

It only heard the Ghost Lord shouting: "Fire Ghost, retreat!"

The Fire Ghost King was stunned and subconsciously avoided it.

But it was still too slow!

Whoosh!

The Soul Control Demon Sword directly pierced its arm.

"Ah!"

The Fire Ghost King cried out in pain, covered the wound, and his eyes were filled with horror.

With his own 'ghost body', he could recover from this kind of injury in the blink of an eye.

However,

There seemed to be a familiar yet strange aura on the sword, making it difficult to recover from the wound.

It looked at Moye with lingering fear, but did not dare to move forward.

Below,

The cold eyes of the Ghost Lord fell on Moye.

Moye sneered coldly and gently wiped her neck with her palm.

With a wave of her hand, the magic sword fell back into her hand.

Although she had no cultivation at the King Realm in this cultivation world,

But when facing the protagonist, or the Ghost Lord, she still had two golden fingers -

The first, of course, was the magic weapon 'Soul Summoning Bell' that was several planes higher;

The second was that her soul power, which was nurtured to the extreme by the Enlightenment Lotus, the treasure of this world... seemed to have some miraculous effect when facing these ghosts!

"Little stupid Taoist nun, don't worry, I will help you get revenge... Even if I die, these ghosts will not have an easy life!"

Moye thought fiercely in her heart.

Qingwei fell to the ground, pinched her fingers to regulate her breath, and calmed down her disordered breath, "Thank you very much!"

Mo Xie sneered, "I'll thank you after I deal with these ghosts!"

Qingwei smiled and shook her head, looking at Qingxu and others, "Are you okay?"

Qingxu spat out a mouthful of blood heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Thanks to Mr. Mo for saving us and helping us dispel the ghost energy, it's okay!"

Now they are only slightly injured.

If the ghost energy enters the body, it will be extremely serious internal injuries!

Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Thank you very much, little friend Mo!"

Mo Xie's tone was still cold, "Nonsense, wait until you survive... The real fight to the death is coming!"

Swish!

After a burst of air-breaking sounds, a cold air that slowed down the blood flow approached.

I saw the Ghost Lord and the Ten Direction Ghost Kings descending to the ground.

Ghost Lord stared at Moye, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the ghost voice swept the whole place, "Ghost people, kill as much as you want! Before the night falls, I don't want to see another living person!"

"Jijiji!"

Countless ghosts made a rat-like cry.

The people on the Shushan side fell down again in large numbers.

Moye sneered, "More than people?"

Ghost Lord Changyuan put his hands behind his back and said lightly, "What do you think?"

He nodded to several ghost kings, "You also go up!"

"Yes!" The Ten Directions Ghost King responded.

Moye sighed in his heart.

What a decisive killer!

It can only be said that he is worthy of being the protagonist, even if he is the protagonist of the dark stream.

Qingwei and others looked at each other, and they all saw the determination to fight to the death in each other's eyes.

At this moment,

A majestic demonic aura surged from the distant sky, and the yellow-brown mist broke the black cloud.

A thunderous laugh echoed in the sky, "Is the world so miserable now? I didn't expect that even the most despicable ghosts in the past could bring disaster to the world!"

Everyone looked up.

In the yellow cloud, the leader was a burly man with horns and yellow robes.

Behind him, there were hundreds of fierce monsters!

Monsters!

So many monsters!

Everyone was stunned and hadn't come back to their senses yet!

Only to hear a more terrifying voice sweeping the whole place, "I didn't expect that even you, an old monster, were released! Shushan is really hopeless!"

Everyone turned their heads to look.

Only to see a dark and inky demonic energy sweeping over.

In the demonic energy, the leader was a black-robed man with wings on his back.

Behind him, there were countless monsters!

Everyone's face was horrified, and then they showed an increasingly desperate expression.

There are evil spirits in front of us, and demons behind us... Is it really God's will to destroy our human race? !

Many people were so scared that they fell to the ground, and they were obviously desperate and gave up resistance.

Even the leaders of the sects looked pale.

How could they not recognize the demon and the devil?

It was the King of the Demon Race and the Lord of the Demon Realm!

They were both extremely terrifying and powerful beings who had wreaked havoc on the human world thousands of years ago!

Did they even come out during the chaos in the human world? !

Is there really any hope for this human world and this common people!

They looked at Moye with a sad look on their faces.

What is the use of the so-called savior in the hands of Master Qingwei? ! Can he really save this half-dead common people?

I thought that next,

it would be a purgatory on earth where ghosts and demons would join forces to kill the human race.

But what no one expected was that

the two terrifying and terrifying demon kings quickly fell to the ground.

They actually knelt on one knee in front of Moye,

"Greetings to the Ancestral Dragon!"

"Greetings to the Son of the Demon God!"

The scene,

including ghosts, everyone was stunned.

The scene fell into silence again!

Countless eyes were fixed on the calm young man in white robe...

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