The fat man looked at his new work for a moment, seemed very satisfied, and then threw it away. The strange evil spirit honestly tied a rope and joined the team pulling the cart.

Those weird wronged souls were intimidated by Fatty's powerful power and did not even dare to let out a scream.

After Fatty finished one piece of work, he selected another "material" and started creating again, and the rustling sound of the saw sounded again!

Prince De stepped back, breaking out in a cold sweat. He asked Meng Fangye in a low voice: "What kind of monsters are these?"

Meng Fangye shook his head: "I don't know. Legend has it that there is another Xuantong in the Soul Falling Mountain. All the dead things here claim to be of the same lineage and are not governed by the netherworld. Over the years, too many powerful ghosts have accumulated here. So even if it is Zhenguoqiang

No one dares to walk in the dark night when his soul falls into the mountains."

The implication of his words is very clear, that Your Excellency may not be spared.

However, Prince De was still immersed in the shock of the strange scene just now, and ignored the other meaning of Meng Fang's wild words. Or, he did not agree with the other meaning at all.

The first half of the night was uneventful.

After the fat man's chariot passed by, there were endless special soul insects crawling over in dense numbers, so many that it made one's scalp numb.

Then a huge hungry ghost with a height of three hundred feet passed by. It only knew how to devour. No matter what kind of ghost it encountered along the way, it would grab them all and eat them in its mouth.

Meng Fangye and the people guarding the tomb all thought that their decision was wise. Only by finding a safe place before night came did they escape.

But suddenly they felt something in their hearts and felt that something was not quite right.

Prince De's expression changed, and he slowly stretched out his hand from his sleeve. A small light bead appeared in his palm. The light bead shimmered, and it was a spiritual treasure!

At the same time, a light screen opened behind his head, which was divided into five grids, each containing a sword, a bell, a fan, a tower, and a whip.

The strength of the peak ancestor burst out without any concealment.

boom!

With a loud noise, the lair they were in was lifted up from the sky by an extremely huge dark hand. The guardians of the tomb exclaimed, Meng Fangye rose into the sky, and his body emitted light like a flame. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of light.

The stream of light came out quickly, passing through thousands of feet with a hiss, and then the light exploded and turned into a huge sixty-foot spear.

But the pitch-black claws didn't care about him at all. With just a flick, the spear flew hundreds of feet away, and a strange black energy quickly infected the gun body.

Meng Fangye shouted loudly, withdrew his spear and fought against the erosion of the black air with all his strength.

The huge claws slowly stretched out from the darkness, and its body followed closely. It was an evil ghost, with eight such claws that were three hundred feet long on its body, but there were no

The body and these claws are all grown on a huge ghost eye of 100 feet.

The pupils of the ghost eye kept opening and closing, like a big mouth.

The claws rotated, and the ghost moved quickly. Four claws grabbed Prince De from all directions.

Prince De held the spiritual beads in both hands and remained motionless, with auras emitting from his body. Five treasures came out in turn from the light screen behind him, constantly colliding with those huge claws, bursting out clouds of black energy and auras.

The ghost eye made a strange cry, seeming to be summoning something.

The ground began to shake slowly, and soon the pitch-black soil surged up. Countless pitch-black strange insects emerged from the ground. These insects were somewhere between corpses and ghosts. They all had ghost eyes growing on their bodies and their feet were extremely sharp.

Like a steel needle.

The guardian of the tomb panicked, and Meng Ge shouted: "Why doesn't the breath of the mountain-moving ape stop working?"

No one explained to him that this ghost was obviously powerful enough to ignore third-level spiritual beasts.

And to this extent, the peak ancestor obviously couldn't resist it. But Prince De was not an ordinary peak ancestor after all. He used his spirit beads to immobilize himself and was not affected by the howling ghosts and wolves around him. The objects and magic weapons behind him came up one after another, and he just blocked it.

Guiyan, although he persisted very hard, did not collapse quickly.

As the last strength left by Taizu Huaxu to the royal family, the tomb guardians also showed their strength. They formed a formation and had tight defense. Although they were forced to shrink by the sea of ​​ghost insects, they were not quickly defeated.

defeated.

Meng Fangye finally completely eliminated the black energy from his natal magic weapon, then sat in the middle and commanded it properly, temporarily resisting the ghost insects.

He shouted to Prince De: "Your Highness, can you please ask for support? If this continues, we will definitely not be able to withstand it!"

In this situation, the only way to ask for support is to ask for help from His Majesty. It is best if Your Majesty can send a strong person to control the country, otherwise it will be difficult to resolve the current crisis.

However, Prince De remained unmoved, holding the spirit beads in both hands, and was not panicked at all. Even though he was continuously bombarded by the huge ghost claws of the ghost eyes, the protective aura had been compressed to only half a foot.

"Don't worry," Prince De said in a steady voice, "the crisis will pass soon."

Meng Fangye really didn't know where His Highness Prince Da's confidence came from. But he had no other way. There were many monks guarding the tomb in the imperial mausoleum, but it was impossible for those people to come to support in the dark night.

"Your Highness!" he shouted, and Prince De shouted: "Hold firm, and the crisis will be resolved in a cup of tea at most!"

Meng Fangye wants to vomit blood, a cup of tea? After a cup of tea, people like him will be finished, right?

But he had no other choice. He gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on!"

Circles of sword light spread outward, and various spiritual talismans were thrown out. Magical powers were everywhere. The ghost insects outside were killed layer by layer and fell down, but more ghost insects rushed up from behind.

The guardians of the mausoleum relied on the formation to open up a thick light shield. However, there were too many ghost insects, and the accumulated attacks were very powerful. In order to ensure the defense of the formation, they continued to shrink the size of the light shield, and everyone worked closely

They were squeezed together so tightly that the photomask was only three feet in size.

Densely packed ghost insects rushed up, like a thick black water, thickly submerging the light shield.

Prince De said that they should hold on for a cup of tea, but in the blink of an eye, there was a clicking sound on the formation mask, and a crack appeared!

Meng Fang's ambition was stung. Here were the elites of the tomb-keeper clan, all good young people, and even his children! But before his eyes, they were about to be buried here with him.

Click!

A sharp insect leg finally pierced the light shield, and a jet of dark ghost energy penetrated from the insect leg. It was already the last moment. Meng Fangye had already prepared his spiritual energy to self-destruct - Tomb Keeper Xiu

There is a secret method, and the self-destruction of spiritual energy is extremely powerful.

But just when he was about to explode, a dull loud noise suddenly came from outside, followed by the ghost insects, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, they retreated quickly, and the rustling sound sounded very "pleasant".

Meng Fangye hurriedly stopped the secret method - it was almost too late.

The guardians of the tomb looked up and saw that the blackness of the ghost insects receded from the light shield, as if two thick curtains were opened above their heads.

Behind the "curtain", a person was revealed. He was floating in the air, and there seemed to be a big sun above his head, shining with strong light. Those terrible ghost insects melted as quickly as ice and snow under such light. They ran away.

The fast one hurriedly got into the ground, and the slow running body quickly turned into a piece of smoke and dissipated in the air.

Even those who run fast and have penetrated into the earth, the light can "warm" the earth. They think that they are safe if they penetrate into the earth, and the ghost insects that are a little slack will soon slowly melt away.

Only a small number of them desperately burrowed deep into the earth and survived when they were more than ten feet below.

His Royal Highness Prince De stood aside panting, his opponent, the huge ghost eye, had fallen down, and his whole body was slowly melting under the strong light.

"It's...that Your Excellency!"

The tomb-keepers were shocked. They thought that Song Zheng must have died in the dark night when his soul fell into the mountain, but they didn't expect that he was the one who came back to save everyone in the end!

Meng Fangye suddenly understood: His Royal Highness Prince De had secretly asked for help from you the moment he encountered danger. He obviously knew your strength very well and had full confidence in you, and asked us to hold on for a cup of tea.

Meng Fangye suddenly felt extremely ashamed. They couldn't even hold on for a cup of tea. Fortunately, you came back very quickly and didn't need a cup of tea.

The ghosts and insects receded like a tide, and those that had no time to recede all evaporated.

But in the darkness in the distance, a few pairs of huge scarlet eyes suddenly appeared, hanging like lanterns in the darkness.

Meng Fangye couldn't help but tremble. There were so many powerful ghosts in the mountain! Although you killed the ghost eyes and dispersed the ghost insects, those powerful ghosts were ferocious and aggressive. How many of them could you stop?

Song Zheng also saw those provocative ghosts, and he suddenly became impatient. I am here to deal with the great catastrophe in the world, and you fools keep rushing out to cause trouble - then let's solve the trouble once and for all.

"Idiot!" Meng Fangye, who was on the ground, heard you shout, and then a special orb appeared on the back of your head, which seemed to be a divine pupil.

The Soul-fixing Pupil and Song Zheng's Yang Shen overlapped each other, and the Yang Shen's light suddenly increased again. Song Zheng simply went all out, erupting thousands of miles away, and the light was like fire!

"Zhizhizhi——"

"Ouch——"

"Chichi..."

It was snowy for thousands of miles, and Meng Fangye could clearly see several provocative ghosts in the distance. One was a giant beast with a head and body like a mountain, and eight spider-like insect arms spread out from its back.

There is a lantern-like skull hanging on each insect arm!

One is an ancient ghost floating sixty feet in the sky. There are ninety-nine dark golden soul veins in the ghost's body.

One is a huge 300-foot mountain of bones! The layers of bones are stacked up, which is extremely terrifying. At the top of the mountain of bones, there is a huge skull, with blazing soul fire burning in the huge eye hole.

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Chapter completed!