Ancestor Jihun was greatly shaken, and the smile froze on his face.

This "Soul Sky Shield" is her strongest defensive method. It took ninety-eight thousand souls to be refined before it was condensed into form. Not to mention that the opponent is just a monk who has overcome the Six Disasters, even if she faces a master who has overcome the Second Disaster.

She is also confident that she can block the first block.

But the reality is that the "Huntian Shield" was ruthlessly split open, and it couldn't even stop the opponent for a moment.

In front of Liang Yan's sword light, her "strongest defense" was like paper!

"not good!"

Ancestor Jihun's pupils suddenly shrank.

At this moment, she finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly activated the escape light, trying to avoid this fatal sword.

However, "Tianzi Sword Technique" integrates the law of thunder into the sword. Not only is the destructive power astonishing, but the speed is also extremely fast. At this time, it is already too late for the ancestor to run away.

Boom!

She heard a thunderbolt in the air, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword had already arrived behind her.

Ancestor Jihun's face turned pale, and he frantically activated his magic power, sacrificing all three of his strongest defensive magic weapons, hoping to gain a glimmer of hope for himself.

Unfortunately, these magic weapons cannot stop the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword.

The thunderous sword energy flew in all directions and roared in mid-air. It only took a moment to shatter the three defensive magic weapons of the soul-siphoning ancestor.

brush!

The sword light flashed across and blood splattered everywhere.

Ancestor Jihun was stunned for a moment, and then she felt like the world was spinning, but her head rolled down from her neck.

Before she died, she saw Qing Beiwang and others who wanted to come to the rescue but were too late to take action. She also saw Lord Ma huddled in the crowd with a panicked look on his face.

Suddenly, she remembered what she had just said: "Can he still kill me with one sword?"

"A sword seems to be, but it's really just a sword."

This thought flashed across his mind. The soul-absorbing ancestor had completely lost his breath, and his soul and true spirit were shattered to pieces by the sword energy!

The entire ninth floor fell silent at this moment.

All the monks who participated in the encirclement and suppression of Liang Yan were sweating on their foreheads at this moment, and their eyes were slightly panicked.

"What is this man's background? How could he be so strong that he killed the soul-jibing ancestor with just one sword?" someone whispered.

"Yes, Ancestor Jihun has the ability to overcome five difficulties. Even if he is defeated, he will not be killed with one move."

"This is an evil star! There are so many of us surrounding him, but he doesn't change his expression. I'm afraid he doesn't really want to kill us all!"

Seeing the power of Liang Yan's sword, hundreds of thousands of ghosts began to talk about it, and they were obviously in a timid mood.

"Oh, stupid!"

Qing Beiwang's face looked very ugly.

He only survived from Liang Yan's hands by cutting off his arms. He thought everyone would be cautious, but he didn't expect that the ancestor Jihun was so trusting that he dared to take Liang Yan's sword light.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Qing Beiwang immediately released the pressure of the Transformation Realm and shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen! This kid has already reached the ninth floor. If he goes down again, he will enter the core area of ​​the ghost prison.

Well, if we don’t kill him here and Tiangong City investigates him afterwards, we will only be more miserable than death!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the ghost prison seemed to think of something, and their eyes showed horror.

Indeed, if you are punished by Tiangong City, life will be worse than death.

As soon as Qing Beiwang finished speaking, Lord Ma also shouted loudly in the crowd: "Come on, everyone, no matter how powerful this kid is, he is only one person. We still have six Taoist friends and a hundred thousand ghosts, and it will take a lot of effort."

He's exhausted!"

"good."

Several Huajie ancestors nodded in agreement.

One of them was a tall man with several skeletons hanging on his waist. He was holding an evil ghost Zen staff and shouted sternly in the crowd: "Everyone obeys the order and is only allowed to step forward to kill the enemy. No retreat is allowed. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"

After saying that, he waved his Zen staff, and twelve rays of black energy flew out, turning into skeletons in mid-air, and soon caught up with the twelve lone monks.

These twelve people all had the intention of retreating and quietly hid behind the crowd. However, they were unable to hide it from the consciousness of the Ancestor Huajie. They were caught up by the black skeleton and began to chew it with big mouthfuls.

"ah!"

Following several shrill screams, these twelve people turned into blood one after another.
Chapter completed!