Without the protection of the Ghost King, "Without the obstacles of high-level ghosts, those junior and middle-level ghosts were like headless ants in front of Ye Yang City. They were chased by Ye Yang City and were rushing around the world, and howled in a row.

From left to right, from front to back, Ye Yangcheng swept through any ghost gathering points that entered his sight over and over again. At the end, these junior high-level evil ghosts also learned to be smart and had no intention of gathering together again. They scattered and ran away every day.

As a result, Ye Yangcheng would no longer have the pleasure of wolves entering the flock of sheep. When encountering a team of micro-teams with several evil spirits, they would take action without hesitation, which greatly reduced their efficiency.

"It's 170,000 yuan. If you continue like this, when will you get enough for 200,000 yuan?" After capturing the three early-level evil ghosts, Ye Yangcheng stopped and frowned and said to himself: "These evil ghosts fled in all directions. When will they catch one or two at a time?"

The underworld is too big. As long as these evil ghosts scatter, Ye Yangcheng has no way to capture too many evil ghosts at once, except for being exhausted. He can only catch them three or five, and his efficiency has dropped to a point that he is almost unacceptable.

After capturing the three first-level evil ghosts in front of him, Ye Yangcheng thought for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "...The Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor's base camp is arranged in order of strength. The Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor's center is the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor, and the next order is the peak-level ghost, the high-level ghost, the middle-level ghost... The ones at the outermost were the high-level ghosts, and there were a small number of intermediate-level ghosts."

"The barrier technique has a strong righteous spirit. Once a group of ghosts is covered, not only can the ghosts inside not break out, but even the ghosts outside cannot be killed."

"Or what, just do it?" A smile appeared on his face. Ye Yangcheng stopped hesitating and immediately turned around and rushed towards the base camp where the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor was.

At this time, in the base camp of the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor, listening to the continuous news from his subordinate Ghost King, the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor's mood also roared.

"It's more than 100,000 yuan, what exactly does Yeyang City want to do?"

I can't figure it out, the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor really can't figure it out. If Ye Yangcheng just wanted to numb him, he wouldn't have done anything for so long. As long as Ye Yangcheng was not a fool, he shouldn't waste his power like this.

But he didn't mean to stop. Even after the evil ghosts fled in the end, he did not stop chasing them, even one or two evil ghosts who were alone would not let go!

The news slowly gathered together. The Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor realized something was wrong, but he couldn't think of where the situation that made him uneasy appeared, so he had to grit his teeth and continue to endure... His base camp almost gathered the elites of the entire underworld, with thousands of high-level ghosts and nearly 700,000-level ghost kings. Not to mention Ye Yang City, who had just entered the realm of pseudo-gods, even if the peak-level pseudo-gods faced such a self-spraying formation, they would not dare to come to the door easily."

Therefore, the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor never thought that Ye Yangcheng would suddenly come to the door. His attention was all focused on guessing Ye Yangcheng's motives until... "Imperial, it's not good!" The intermediate ghost king who was traveling back and forth to report the news roared and rushed to the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor, shouting in great horror: "What's wrong!"

"Oh?!" Hearing the words of the mid-level ghost king, the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor was not surprised but happy, and stood up and asked, "But Ye Yang City is coming?"

If Ye Yangcheng came here, it would be a good thing, because it proves that he has little energy left and can no longer hold on, and he wants to give it a try before leaving.

One side was exhausted and his last attempt, while the other side was raising energy to wait for the rabbit. The Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor felt that he might really be able to kill Ye Yangcheng in one fell swoop and get the intermediate divine character that he had been thinking about day and night!

Thinking of this, his eyes seemed very eager. However, the mid-level ghost king who came to report the news suddenly shook his head and said hurriedly: "No, it's not that he has come here."

"What's that?" The joy on the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor's face dissipated, and he was quite dissatisfied: "Speak quickly."

"Go..."... It's the eighteenth level hell." The middle-level ghost king said frightenedly: "There was suddenly another movement in the eighteenth level hell. Those...those monsters seem to be about to escape."

"What?!" As soon as I heard the words of the middle-level ghost king, the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor's face changed drastically," said angrily: "Didn't I tell you to introduce the blood of the Styx into it and use the Soul-Devouring Monster to suppress it?!"

"That's the blame here." The middle-level ghost king smiled bitterly: "The only way to the eighteenth level hell was originally the water of the Styx. A large number of soul-devouring monsters pressed there, and those evil souls could not escape at all. But I don't know what happened. The Styx suddenly lowered the water level in that section, and a large number of soul-devouring monsters were exposed to the air and destroyed. Without the suppression of these soul-devouring monsters, the evil souls in the eighteenth level hell started to make a fuss again."

The Red Eyebrow Emperor quickly calmed down and said, "The water of the Styx will not dry for thousands of years, how could it suddenly drop the water level? Also, what are the situations of those evil souls?"

"I don't know why the water of the Styx suddenly lowered the water level, but those evil spirits are very active now, rushing to the gate of Hell again and again. If we cannot drain the water of the Styx as soon as possible, we may not be able to stop the soul for too long with the strength of the Gate of Hell." The middle-level ghost king's face turned pale and said tremblingly: "Once those evil spirits escaped from the eighteenth floor trough, "", "I will immediately send someone to investigate the reason for the mule drop in the water level of the Styx, and click thirty-six peak-level ghost kings to join forces with the Ghost Emperor. Take a deep breath and calm down: "I will continue to stay here, and wait for Ye Yang City to exhaust his strength. After killing him, I will go and suppress him."

"Yes, Emperor!" After receiving the order from the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor, the middle-level Ghost King did not dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately agreed, turned around and disappeared without a trace with a whoosh.

On the other hand, on the side of the Styx River, which is nearly 300 kilometers away from the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor Base Camp, Ye Yang City is controlling the air pressure and continuously digging a huge pit with a diameter of more than 900 meters, introducing the water of the Styx River into it.

Looking at the soul-devouring monsters who kept dissipating from the water of the Styx, "Looking at the blood souls on both sides of the Styx, he showed a satisfied smile on his face. The threat of the soul-devouring monster has been minimized, and he can also take action to plunder the blood souls... His whole person turned into a gust of wind, rushed out along the banks of the Styx, and ran all the way." He used the Jiuxiao divine nature to bring all the blood souls along the way into the Jiuxiao space.

Ye Yangcheng had no idea how many blood souls he had picked. Anyway, he ran all the way until he could no longer see too many blood souls on both sides of the river. He moved in an instant and returned to the position where he dug the pit." As a result, he said in surprise... "Huh, are they coming to fill the lake?" I saw countless ghosts gathered around the huge pit excavated by Ye Yangcheng, who were desperately throwing soil into the lake, as if he wanted to fill the huge lake again.

Seeing their actions, Ye Yangcheng couldn't quite understand, but he also knew that he had suddenly dug out such a big pit, which must have had an impact on the Soul-Devouring Monsters in the Styx.

"The blood soul I collected is nothing more than the blood soul in this section of the river, and the blood soul in the downstream did not have time to harvest it. If any ghost took this opportunity to secretly pick the blood soul, wouldn't it be that another group of Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperors would be born?"

I had been trying hard to save my energy before, but I forgot about this possibility. Now that I saw those ghosts trying hard to fill the lake, Ye Yangcheng was also scared and sweated.

Without saying a word, lifted up your hands, "the posture of the cart pushes forward the palms of your hands", then bent your elbows, and then moved forward with a bunch of force..." Boom boom boom--" The entire piece of land began to shake violently, slowly approaching the pit, constantly shrinking the area of ​​the pit.

The soil originally dug out by Yeyang City filled the dry and deep pits that had just been vacated. As the area of ​​the pit decreased, the water of the Styx was introduced into it also flowed out desperately, and finally raised the water level of this section of the Styx.

The soul-eating monsters who had to escape into the deep pit also returned to the Styx smoothly, continuing to dance their tentacles, as if they were glad to something.

The thirty-six peak-level ghost kings who were desperately suppressing the Gate of Hell suddenly felt the pressure was reduced. When they looked back, they had just dropped a lot of the water level of the Styx, and slowly recovered. A large number of soul-eating monsters who had escaped before rushed to their front along the raised water level... "Not good!"

…Let’s go!” Thirty-six peak-level ghost kings were so scared that their faces were pale, and two peak-level ghost kings roared out immediately.

However, the speed of the soul-eating tentacles was too fast. Before they could withdraw their legs and escape, countless tentacles pierced into their bodies.

"The mouth net..." A shrill scream sounded shockingly, and thirty-six peak-level ghost kings died in great affliction at the gate of Hell, under these returning soul-devouring monsters.

Thirty-six peak-level ghost kings who turned into wisps of blue smoke, had no chance to complain, and just disappeared between heaven and earth.

He didn't know that he had killed thirty-six peak-level ghost kings because of his actions. Ye Yangcheng looked at the blood-red little huā that was still swaying on both sides of the other river sections with frown.

Hundreds of bloody souls created a legend of ghost immortals and a peak-level ghost emperor.

The bloody souls on both sides of the Styx are more than ten thousand?

In the past, those ghosts did not have the ability to obtain blood souls and could only sigh, but what about now?

If the Red Eyebrow Ghost Emperor comes back to his senses or step into the false god's uh...,... "Well, then do it like this...", the blood soul huā in the Jiuxiao space has already piled up several small hills, and the remaining blood soul huā must not be left to these evil ghosts or evil ghosts!
Chapter completed!