"Damn, is the Black Dragon coming? It's better if he comes. At worst, it's a battle." The King of Ten Thousand Kings got angry. He could feel that Xuanyuan Nanxing was very weak, and he could not even describe it as weak. It was just a little short of that. His breath was about to disappear, which made him feel heartbroken.

Will ghosts still feel heartbroken? This is really a strange thing.

However, he did feel this way when it comes to the King of Kings. It is by no means continuing the inertia before his death, but an emotion that only belongs to the present.

Unlike the Holy Lord's dominance, the King of Kings decided to embark on the path of emotion.

With boundless love and cherish friendship, this genius talent who has been around forever wants to experience the emotions of the world with a cold body. Because he regarded Xuanyuan Nanxing as a comrade in his early years, he felt that the breath had a farewell, and a strong and dead aura spread, how could he not be sad?

"If the Black Dragon Saint Lord comes to destroy it, we will not be able to live a good life when he sees such a spectacular treasure cave." The Holy Lord's face was ashes. After he gave up his holy power, his whole body was biting cold. Since he had taken a difficult step, he did not want to end here.

"Don't worry, accept the blessings of the worldly saints! Now is the time to repay you." Xuanyuan Nanxing suddenly drove the huge black and white millstone, making it rumble.

"Huh, is this?" The ghost kings looked around and felt joy for no reason.

The dazzling light column fell from the sky, as if from the end of time and space, and the huge and unimaginable dark energy was poured into it.

The mysterious imprints rotated around the ghost king. In the past, they could not bear so many dark energy at all, but they quickly expanded their carrying limits under the blessing of the mysterious imprint.

They can feel that their bodies are like a desert, and they can constantly absorb water. In this case, the only thing they need to worry about is whether they have strong enough control to adapt to the newly obtained power.

"Hahaha, let the energy come more violently! Let me restore my life level." The King of Kings was very excited. The so-called ghost kings just maintained the high ghost level, and some of them did not even reach the high level. It was really a sadness.

However, now the opportunity has come. The black and white millstone left by the Saint of the World make up for the shortcomings of Xuanyuan Nanxing’s power level. As long as you have enough control, you will have as much dark energy as you want to absorb, and there will be no limit.

Xuanyuan Nanxing conveyed his thoughts: "The dark energy is sufficient. It is the income accumulated by the Saint tomb in the Killing Bone Reef for dozens of epochs, you can enjoy it as much as you want. In addition, even if your bodies are broken, as long as the memory fragments escape back, you can completely recover without any worries."

"Ah? Completely recovered? Great! In this way, you no longer have to worry about fighting until your body is broken." The Ghost King cheered, and even happier were the soldiers below. They had the highest casualty rate on the battlefield. No matter who was resurrected, they did not want to be silent again.

The Holy Lord trembled all over, and he carried a huge dark energy.

Not only that. Xuanyuan Nanxing has preferential treatment to the Holy Lord, and is infused with the life energy of the insect king, nourishing his dead soul that is trapped in the cold, and causing a subtle fluctuation in the silence of the heart.

"Quick King! I saw this, such blessing is worth more than a dozen years of hard work. It is really a risky pursuit of wealth and honor. This is the right way." The Holy Lord's eyes were filled with golden light, and he looked at the end of time and space with all his strength, looking at the abundant and extremely cosmic energy, and was excited.

If the Holy Lord still has tremendous holy power and holy light, he could barely reach the quasi-monarchal class when it fully exploded. However, it was a breaking path. He resolutely gave up his holy power in his body and prepared to practice hard for tens of thousands of years.

Who would have thought that there is opportunity in this dead bone reef insect nest.

When the black and white millstone condensed by the world-class Saint Lord worked quickly under the full push of Xuanyuan Nanxing, the Holy Lord seemed to have entered a new chapter of history and completed a transformation that could only be achieved after a long period of hard work.

"Hahaha, bed bug, are you the quasi-king king? I also gain something. If you go to the ancient ghost country, you may be much faster than you reaching the realm of the Saint Lord." The King of Ten Thousand Kings laughed and was overjoyed.

The Dragon Power Sword King, the Lingfeng Queen and the Six First Resuscitation King were grateful. Xuanyuan Nanxing injected most of the life energy of the insect king into them, not just a bowl of water, but a close relationship and distant place, which was considered to leave a team in the antimatter universe.

However, driving the black and white millstone in this way is absolutely beyond imagination, and the huge black shadow floating above the tomb is reduced by three points.

"So what about the Saint Lord? Kill him." The Holy Lord was so murderous.

After all, six more quasi-monarchs appeared around Xuanyuan Nanxing, namely the Holy Lord, the Saint, the Dragon Power Sword King, the King of Ten Thousand Kings, the Lingfeng Queen, and the head of the Tiankui clan. The glorious power surged.

Not only did the Ghost King get great benefits, but their soldiers and generals are also receiving dark energy infusion, while those heroes who had previously struggled to attack the insect nest and unfortunately "dead in battle" took this opportunity to recover from completeness.

The Lord of God took away a large number of heroic spirits, and there were very few survivors. At this moment, the total number of heroic spirits had dropped from the original 1.8 billion to one billion.

War will inevitably cause damage, let alone attacking insect nests? Survival of the fittest. All heroes who have experienced tenacious struggles, survive or reborn have extremely high potential, and they are now collectively advancing.

Xuanyuan Nanxing was blessed with crazy blessings. Not only did the military strength not decrease due to the sharp decline in the number of people, but it increased rapidly. Finally, it was in a real state of a great army of the underworld. They were no longer a group of ghost soldiers.

The ancient ghost country has a deep accumulation, and the Xiongtu Legion wants to confront the ancient kingdom army guarding the channel of the Netherworld God, but it was still lacking in heat before. Even though these heroes have become famous all over the ages, after reincarnation, if they start over, they may be able to rely on their rich combat experience and decisive ability in their memory. These two points are much stronger than other spirit-enabled ghosts.

When coming to the insect nest to train, Xuanyuan Nanxing only wanted to consolidate the foundation of the heroes through the spiritual storm of the meekworm, so that their spiritual will can persist for a longer time when facing the ghost king, that's all.

Who would have thought that there was a large tomb of the Holy Lord hidden here, and there was a world-class saint who took action at the end of time and space, hoping to descend to the divine ship with huge will.

Fortunately, the other party did not succeed, Xuanyuan Nanxing sacrificed himself in exchange for all the opportunities for promotion of heroic spirits. He himself was very bad. After calculating the time, there were only twenty-four hours left and he had to break through the channel of the Nether God. Only by obtaining pure dark energy from the ancient ghost country that was not polluted by the Black Sea can one complete his own Tao and protect the spiritual power to return.

"The Black Dragon Saint is here, brothers show their swords." The Holy Lord stepped onto the back of the dark giant tiger, and a cold murderous intent popped out of his hand. He opened the purple door in front of him, rushed towards the huge aura outside the insect nest.

"Bombies, why are they so fast today? Is it because I feel that I owe too much a legion commander?" The King of Kings pulled the reins hard, and the unicorn raised his front hooves and rushed through the purple gate. The aura of the quasi-monarch was undoubtedly revealed.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Just like a river breaking the dam, the Netherworld Army gushed out along the purple light gate, catching the Black Dragon Saint Lord off guard.

"Hmph, do ghosts and monsters dare to act wildly in front of me?" The black dragon roared, instantly unfolded his body, revealing his unique true body. Ninety-nine dragon heads opened their mouths and spit out black lines after black, causing the bones of the giant beast in the universe to tremble.

"What's the evil? Kill!" The Holy Lord was extremely fast and had already delivered the sword light. He fell into a kind of eternal silence within a radius of millions of kilometers. This murderous intent could force people to go crazy, and the Black Sea space was distorted, which encouraged his voice.

"Quarantorous Saint Level?" Black Dragon was very surprised. The Holy Lord was the strongest among the six quasi-monarchs. He could not take the King of Kings and others seriously, but he could not underestimate the Holy Lord.

"Attack!" The power of the Holy Lord's sword was extraordinary. He accurately intercepted the figure of the Black Dragon Saint Lord. The dark giant tiger under his seat suddenly stopped. The army of the Holy Court behind him quickly unfolded its formation, and countless soldiers and generals took bows and shot arrows.

This arrow is not a real arrow, but a dark fluctuation like lead, mercury and waving.

Before the army went to battle, Xuanyuan Nanxing brought his grace to collect the remaining power of the end-of-life catastrophe around the tomb that had not yet dissipated, and condensed it into bows and arrows for the attack of the legions under his command.

If there were two dark waves, the black dragon would not take it seriously, but what about millions of ways?

Arrows are like rain, and murderous intent is terrifying.

This is a large-scale legion battle, with the balance of strength constantly tilting. Under the leadership of the Holy Lord and the Quasi-monarchs, the Black Dragon Saint was unable to rush forward and always roaring outside the insect nest.

"Damn, the group fight is so good!" The unicorn under the throne of the Kings was sniffing, his hooves were stomping, and a black light splashed forward.

Everyone knows that the Holy Lord cannot be brought closer, as the damage will be instantly amplified.

At this moment, the other person's figure must be nailed tightly until the divine ship merges with the Saint tomb, and when the treasure of the insect nest is taken away, the journey will be completed. Every hero can get endless benefits from it. Not to mention now, it is not difficult to benefit a few epochs.

"Ao, ao, ao!"

The huge black dragon roared, and the attacks of the ghost army were too dense, and they were all concentrated in nearby spaces. Even if there were some gaps to be used, several quasi-monarchs were sealed before taking action.

That's not all. Seeing that the Black Dragon Saint Lord always had a surging dark energy gushing out from the depths of the insect nest, blessing the underworld army in front of him. He was shocked: "The legion composed of ghosts and monsters before him was obviously of low strength, how could it develop to an extraordinary level all at once? If he knew that he would encounter such crazy resistance, I would definitely be more careful before coming, and would not be very powerful, and put all my breath in the bright spot."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the Black Dragon Saint was extremely depressed. No matter what means he used, he even showed a trump card, and the aura of ancient beasts burst out from the air, causing a spiritual power to crush it. Unfortunately, the results were minimal.

When the fierce flames raged, millions of ghosts broke, but the gap was quickly filled and there was no chance to insert it.

At this moment, the King of Kings said with a slanted ear and immediately became overjoyed, yelling: "Brothers, don't hold back, display all your abilities and kill this girl with me."
Chapter completed!