With the overturn of the ghostly hand, everything in Beim seemed to be fixed.

The wind cannot blow.

Clouds cannot float.

The ghosts stood quietly like statues.

Many worshippers in the Great Zhou struggled with all their strength but could not even move a finger.

Only the Eight Virtue Kings could barely move under the protection of the Six Seals of the Emperor.

Looking at the ghostly hand covering the sky, the Eight Wise Kings of the Sky-Linging White Jade Pillar in the Great Zhou Dynasty said in amazement: "Have you broken through to the Ghost Emperor Realm? How is this possible?"

Although the Black Mountain Old Demon a hundred years ago has already emerged, his strength is only just entering the Ghost King Realm. Even if he exclusively owns hell for a hundred years, he should not be promoted so quickly!

The Black Mountain Old Demon was not interested in answering the question of the Eight Virtue Kings. Why did he just talk to him about so much about the rations that were about to enter his stomach?

Seeing that the ghostly hand was about to fall on his head, the Eight Virtue King gritted his teeth and took out a sad little seal from his arms. As soon as this little seal appeared, the Six Seals of the Emperor surrounded the Eight Virtue Kings seemed to be like a prince meeting an emperor, and he was both respectful and dissatisfied with him.

"The pre-Qin jade seal! Impossible. When the First Emperor failed to attack the sky, the imperial seal had long been buried in the heaven with the First Emperor. How could it appear in your hands?" After seeing the small seal like a stubborn stone, the old demon in Black Mountain no longer felt calm and composed as before.

The old monster in Black Mountain who had a long life and experienced the pre-Qin era can no longer be described in the word "surprise" at this moment, and the terror cannot express the complexity of its heart at this moment.

When the pre-Qin period was powerful, let alone the true body of this imperial seal, even a seal with the imperial seal could easily kill it.

Although he was extremely scared, the old monster of Black Mountain did not stop and fled back to the underworld with his tail shrank.

After occupying hell for a hundred years, it has some courage after moving to nourish the energy for a hundred years.

However, its mentality changed from the just play to the fullest.

The advancement speed of the ghostly qin master, which originally covered the sky and the sun, slowed down, but the pressure it brought became even stronger. After the Black Mountain Old Demon exerted his second force, the veins of bones appeared in the ghostly qin master's hand.

From a distance, the ghostly hand that was originally just a scattered sand seemed to have turned into a jade-colored white bone palm.

Many great Zhou priests and great demons under their strength were squeezed into the mountain in Beim with a bang under the pressure of the giant white bone palm, and a broken tendon was broken.

Even a strong existence like Yuan Guangxiao could not live well, and his seven orifices were bleeding at this moment.

Seeing that the Black Mountain Old Demon in the Ghost Emperor Realm had taken all his strength, the Eight Virtue King, who was still a little hesitant and concerned, let go of his struggle and cruelly shattered all the six seals of the Emperor.

Because of the connection between luck, the six seals of the emperor in the hands of the Eight Virtue Kings had no time to struggle and became a pile of fragments. After the dragon energy contained in it lost its carrier, it was absorbed completely by the imperial seal in an instant.

At the moment when the Six Seals of the Emperor were destroyed, different celestial phenomena appeared in the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Kyoto was the first to be hit. The snow in the sky suddenly drifted down. Under the red light brought by the celestial phenomena, the heavy snow in the sky was like a flying blood flower.

This situation has caused changes in the hearts of countless people who are interested in this land.

The imperial seal that absorbed the six seals of the emperor was no longer like a stubborn stone, and the dotted jade zodiac was flashing inside the seal.

He reached out and picked up the change of the imperial seal. The Eight Virtue Kings urged his magic power to instill it into it. With the blessing of many sources, a hint of agility finally flashed through his eyes.

When the giant white bone palm was about to hit the Eight Wise Kings, a thousand-foot-earth true dragon roared out as soon as the jade-colored button dragon tail swung.

Even though the giant white bone palm is as magnificent as it covers the sky and the sun, it is easily torn into pieces by the jade-colored button dragon.

Seeing this, the Eight Sage Kings who controlled the Jade-colored Knuckle Dragon finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, it was not yet time for the horse to be released in the South Mountain. Today, the Great Zhou Dynasty would be in danger if the old demon in Black Mountain did not die!

Gritting his teeth, the Eight Wise Kings squeezed out his origin, and tried their best to gather a force and merged into the imperial seal in their hands.

The jade-colored knob dragon, which was originally a bit depressed by the broken white bone giant palm, regained its glory after the new power was injected, twisting its huge body to rush towards the old Black Mountain demon standing in the middle of the ghosts.

Looking at the imperial seal roaring and rushing towards him, the old demon of Black Mountain instead let go of his fear. The attack of the jade-colored button dragon not only did not destroy its confidence, but instead allowed it to see through the reality of the jade seal nationwide.

It is true that the Eight Virtue Kings had the imperial seal in their hands, but he was no longer the supreme treasure that could kill its life with just a mark in the pre-Qin period.

Facing the jade-colored knob dragon that had to bite his jade-colored knob dragon after a few breaths, the old demon of the Black Mountain cautiously used a move: "Ten Thousand Ghosts Kill God!"

With its loud shout, countless ghosts in the still dense group of ghosts on Beim Mountain flew up to the sky involuntarily, blocking the Jade-colored Knot Dragon's footsteps by self-destructing.

In the dense explosions, the jade-colored nicknamed dragon's footsteps were blocked. The jade-colored nicknamed dragon that could have been killed in front of the Black Mountain Old Demon in just one or two breaths, but now I am afraid that the time will be ten times longer than it will not reach the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Looking at the stagnant jade-colored nicknamed dragon, the old demon of Heishan laughed again. It won the game today: "Hundred Ghosts Walking Night."

Nearly a hundred ghost leaders jumped out of the skull throne at the foot of the old demon in Black Mountain and bit towards the Eight Sage Kings.

Each of these ghost heads has the strength comparable to the ghost coach realm. The Eight Virtue Kings, who are fully maintaining the attack of Jade-colored Knot Dragon, quickly became clumsy under the siege of the ghosts. Jade-colored Knot Dragon, who is in the midst of the explosion of thousands of ghosts, also began to shaky even when he was unable to succeed.

In Kyoto, some "smart ghosts" have quietly moved outside Kyoto. The current situation is already very obvious. No one in the Black Mountain Old Demon can be cured and should abandon the Great Zhou.

Within the post station, Yan Chixia and Xiahou Wu, who had been paying attention to the situation in the Beim battlefield, saw that the situation was declining, all looked at Wang Yu, who was standing in front of them, who was also paying attention to the battlefield.

They asked themselves that even if they joined the battlefield at this moment, most of them would deliver vegetables to the old monsters in Black Mountain, and even those "smart ghosts" who were running away were the same.

But they are still chivalrous in their hearts, and they really can't do anything like those "smart ghosts" who regard the lives of millions of people in Kyoto as nothing.

Therefore, they could only put their hope on Wang Yu, the marquis who had never disappointed them.
Chapter completed!