"call out!"

With a sharp roar, the heavenly ghost completely showed its true appearance and shot out from the middle of the hall. Its body is now quite solid and no longer as illusory as it used to be. It looks similar to a human, but there are two small horns on its head.

The horn also has a spiral shape, but it is much more delicate. If you look closely, you can see countless running runes flashing in it. Each rune is extremely mysterious, made of hundreds of thousands of array patterns.

In the shocked eyes, the heavenly ghost completely broke away from the shackles of the palace and rushed straight towards the twelve-winged demon clone.

"roar!"

A long and distant roar sounded, and the vortex-like light flashed rapidly in the body of the twelve-winged demon clone. Then, the vortex emitted an extremely powerful suction force and swallowed the Tiangui in on the spot.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Yang Lie felt that his head was hit by a hammer and he was shocked! Immediately afterwards, his eyes widened and a desolate world appeared in front of him-

This world is full of ruined scenes, as if it has been attacked by the power of the world, and it is lifeless. But if you perceive it carefully, you can realize that it does not become like this after it has been attacked, but it is natural!

In other words, this is a "dead place"!

"The God Realm of the Underworld?"

These four words appeared in Yang Lie's sea of ​​consciousness. He suddenly appeared. It was perfect to describe this world by using the underworld god world.

"Swoosh!"

The figure of the Tiangui suddenly appeared and flew quickly towards the central area of ​​the underworld gods. Soon, it stopped under an altar.

The altar is round, with balls of tadpole-like runes floating on the surface, and endless mystery is revealed in the rotation layer by layer.

After standing quietly for a while, the runes suddenly paused, and a drop of silver-white water droplets in the center swayed, and a "drop-pop" landed.

"Woo!"

Seeing this, Tiangui was overjoyed and immediately rushed over and swallowed the drop of water in one mouthful.

"Gududu!Gudududu!"

It was clearly heard, and the sound of boiling water rolling came from the body of the Tiangui. His breath became stronger. A faint silver-white fog burst out and slowly condensed down.

"What's going on? Could it be that-"

The divine light exploded in Yang Lie's eyes, and the sea of ​​consciousness was as if it was struck by a beam of lightning. Countless enlightenments flashed: the twelve-winged demon is not just a clone, it is more like an independent life, with its own "divine realm" and the underworld god realm!

The God Realm of the Underworld seems to have a strong enhancement effect on the heavenly ghosts, or "ghost cultivators".

From this scene just now, we can see that as long as the silver water droplets appear in the altar, the sky ghost will pounce on it like a flying ant that smells honey.

Moreover, after refining the silver water droplets, its strength will be able to improve by leaps and bounds.

“It’s improved so quickly!”

Yang Lie was secretly surprised. Looking briefly, the ghost cultivator absorbed it for a short moment and his breath was at least one tenth of the time. If some silver water droplets appeared, its strength would increase faster. I am afraid that it would be able to recover its heyday power in an instant and fight fiercely in the ordinary divine realm.

"So, is this your hidden ability?"

It turned out that Yang Lie was still thinking that his demon spirit clone had the mysterious ability to control others and deprive the other party of all experience inheritance. Unfortunately, the twelve-winged demon clone that just appeared seemed to have no other ability besides being able to assist in combat.

Now it seems that I have thought it too simply. The ability of this ghost cultivator in the underworld god world can be regarded as the fate of heaven and earth!

Moreover, after Yang Liexian was absorbed by the underworld gods, the actions of the ghost that day were completely driven by himself! Perhaps just one ghost cultivator had no amazing ability, but when dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of heads were combined?

More importantly, the silver water droplets in the round altar also have the ability to strengthen the ghost cultivator!

Yang Lie vaguely felt that the twelve-winged demon secret technique had the possibility of continuing to upgrade. At that time, the generation of silver water droplets would be greatly accelerated, which would greatly promote the improvement of the strength of ghost cultivators.

With a loud shock, after absorbing the sky ghost, the twelve-winged demon clone quickly returned to Yang Lie's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, the palaces outside seemed to be bombarded by extremely compressed explosives, trembling rapidly, and deep cracks appeared on the surface.

"Um?"

At this time, Yang Lie could no longer suppress it. He swung his right hand and a dark light burst out. It drew a long parabola and pierced the palace hard.

In an instant, the entire hall burst into bloom, and a wonderful aura rolled in like a wave, surging in.

Wufeng Jian hiccupped, and a thought that was still unfulfilled came out clearly. He turned around and returned to Yang Lie's body.

"What a great man."

Yang Lie couldn't help but smile bitterly. The sword weapon flew out without his consent, walked around and came back smoothly, looking like he treated his body as an inn. He said that he could leave as soon as he wanted, without any guilt or the enlightenment of being a mysterious weapon.

Whose sword weapon can live such a personality?

At this time, the thirteen elders saw that the situation was hopeless. Not only were they backfired, but even the mysterious weapon of the tribe-suppressing clan had been destroyed. They were so disappointed that they knew that there was no chance to turn the tables, so they all quietly tried to escape.

"I still want to escape? Stay all for me!"

Duanmu Heng shouted angrily, and the divine world burst into the sky, encircling them tightly!

If it were before, he might not have been able to do so easily, but the elders were severely injured because of the accidental separation of the Heavenly Ghost, so naturally they had no strength to resist.

"Don't do it! You are here to kill me. I want to leave like this now. It's too simple, right?" Duanmu Heng stared at the old man Yin with a faint mockery.

"Hmph! Duanmu Heng, don't think that if you control us, we will let you control it! If you still have half of the feelings of the Beast Controllers, just kill us all!" Mo Daozi held his head up, without any fear.

Another old man in gray robe, "Xuan Chengkong", also sneered: "Not bad! Even if you torture us, don't expect us to surrender to you, who are selfish, who are usurping power and seizing the throne!"

The thirteen of them had long retired from the beast-controlling clan and no longer took on any substantial affairs. They were all determined to break through the realm of the divine position. Therefore, both the mind and the work were terrible.

From their eyes and expressions, we can see that they are not bluffing at all. Even if Duanmu Heng is determined to humiliate them, he cannot make them surrender.

Yang Lie's eyes were slightly condensed. It would be quite difficult to conquer such a pure person by violence. However, if they were wiped out, it seemed a bit wasteful.

Thoughts are turned and an idea emerges in my heart—

So, Duanmu Heng shouted in a deep voice: "It's selfish? Haha, I'm trembling as if I'm walking on thin ice, and I've been working on the Beast Control Clan for so many years, and I've won you this evaluation? Ask yourself, what has hurt the Beast Control Clan for everything I've done?"

When he was asked in person, Mo Daozi and others looked stagnant and could not say a word.

Although they have been practicing for many years, they have not heard of anything that has been born into the Beast-Driving Clan. Therefore, they are very clear that Duanmu Heng is not sticking gold to his face. Looking at the past thousands of years, under Duanmu Heng's leadership, the power of the Beast-Driving Clan has not at least not declined even if it has not made a leaps and bounds.

If there is any loss, at most it will be that the status of the patriarch "Duanmufei" will be affected.

Yang Lie keenly controlled the fluctuations of their emotions and immediately ordered. Immediately, Duanmu Heng continued, "Hmph! As a result, you are going to kill meritorious officials like me because of Duanmufei's one or two provocations? What is the benefit of the beast-controlling clan if you do not distinguish between right and wrong in your behavior, and whether you know the black and white.

Every time they shouted, Mo Daozi and others would be frustrated. They were originally encouraged by Xia Chenghai and came to uphold the righteousness, but as a result, "Xia Chenghai" who represented the righteousness escaped first, which had already given them a blow, so they were naturally a little shorter in front of Duanmu Heng.

After a while, Mo Daozi stammered: "The clan leader is the orthodox bloodline and has been in charge of the beast-controlling clan for many years. If you hand over all the power to her, I want to--"

"madness!"

Before he could finish his words, Duanmu Heng interrupted and sneered, "Don't you know what the Beast Control Clan looks like under Duanmu Fei's command? Let's ask how many powerful people in our Beast Control Clan have produced so many divine realm powerhouses? How many peerless geniuses have appeared? In this world, we have always spoken by strength, not by the so-called orthodox bloodline!"

One sentence is stronger than another. In terms of the ability to bicker, the thirteen elders are not the opponent of Yang Lie's half finger when they join forces. What's more, "Duanmu Heng" has shown overwhelming power. At this moment, they are forced to speak out with Yang Lie's verbal spell.

However, someone still resisted this pressure and jumped out: "Even if you say something, so what? You have been in charge of the power of the beast tribe for thousands of years. In addition to your own strength rising, which tribe member has ever gained benefits and achieved the position of gods?"

The person who speaks has a long and narrow face, looking like an old horse, and there is a bunch of king-like patterns on the center of his forehead. This person is named "Kong Buling", and is a famous stubborn person.

He thought he was fair and spoke out for justice, but he didn't expect that he would fall into Yang Lie's plan...

"I have planned this for a long time. I was planning to tell you after everything was completed, and I could also give you a surprise. However, since you are pushing each other, let me reveal the part first." Duanmu Heng was still there, without any embarrassment at all.

The thirteen elders looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what he was selling for a while until Yang Lie behind him walked out slowly.

And as soon as Yang Lie opened his mouth, he shook them all over his body as if they were stiff.
Chapter completed!