Huo Yan was tied to the wall of the cell, his hands and feet were handcuffed, and he was in a bad mood.

More than a dozen monks were locked up with him, and their hands and feet were tied up by iron chains.

Shuiyue picked up the sword and slashed out one by one, and the iron chains were all broken.

"Huo Yan, are you okay?" Ye Xiong walked over and asked.

"The vital energy on my body was sucked up, and my hands and feet were weak." Huo Yan cursed and said, "The ghost cultivator captured these monks and used them to practice a very cruel spell. Our vital energy has not yet recovered and was sucked clean again, so we can't even break away from this mere iron chain."

"Let's talk about it after leaving here."

Ye Xiong grabbed him with one hand, and quickly left the cell with Shuiyue and walked outside.

On the secret passage in front, hundreds of monks rushed out like a tide.

These were all captured by the ghost cultivator to refine evil skills. They were released at this moment and all rushed out.

The three of them followed the crowd and had just walked out of the basement when they suddenly heard a series of screams coming from outside.

"Who dares to escape and kill without mercy?" A familiar voice came.

This voice was the previous warning Ye Xiong to stop meddling in other people's business, otherwise the ghost cultivator who would have only one way to die would not have encountered one thing in the end.

The three of them walked out of the house, and hundreds of monks stood in the yard outside, all trembling.

Suddenly, a monk fled to the door.

Before he could escape, a black energy fell on him and wrapped his body.

Before the monk could scream, he had already turned into a corpse. The black air swayed over the body, and the death was indescribable.

This move made all the monks dare not move and stayed in place obediently.

"Whoever dares to escape will end up like him." A erratic voice came.

Ye Xiong came out with Huo Yan, and just saw this scene, and immediately looked at the air with bright eyes.

In the air, the black air suddenly condensed, and after a moment, it gathered into a vague figure, which could be seen as an old man in black robe.

The ghost cultivator has no physical body, only a erratic shadow.

These are all made up of energy and have no substance.

"Boy, I warned you not to meddle in other people's business. Since you don't know how to live or die, I will destroy you today."

After the ghost cultivator said that, his figure scattered and disappeared in the air.

The next moment, when he condensed again, he was already above Ye Xiong's head.

"Soul-Devouring Ghost Claw."

The old man in black robe struck out five fingers, and a black claw print attacked Ye Xiong fiercely.

Before the ghost claws arrived, the cold feeling had already surged into my heart.

"Shuiyue, take care of Huo Yan, I'll meet him."

Ye Xiong's body soared into the sky, and Bing Yuanqi slapped out with a palm, colliding with the ghost claw.

The powerful fluctuations spread wildly, and the monks on the field were affected and screamed in pain.

"You guys, kill that woman, and you don't need to catch the alive." The old man in black robe ordered.

In the air, more than a dozen ghosts suddenly gathered and rushed towards Shuiyue.

Shui Yue had heard of ghost cultivators for a long time, but it was the first time she actually took action and was a little overwhelmed.

"Don't be nervous, these ghost cultivators are no different from human cultivators. They will be injured and hurt. Just treat them as normal humans to attack them."

Seeing that Shuiyue was still silly, Ye Xiong hurriedly asked for a reminder.

Shui Yue immediately banged and pulled out the protective sword and fought with several ghost cultivators.

These dozen ghost cultivators are not weak at all. It was already a bit difficult for Shui Yue to face them, but now she is still carrying Huo Yan, which is even more difficult to deal with.

Ye Xiong was very anxious and took the initiative, hoping to subdue the Ghost King and come back to help Shuiyue.

A strong vitality burst out from his body, which turned into a stream of light and attacked the old man in black robe.

Before the person arrives, a strong vitality will cover the other party.

"I dare to show off my power in the early stage of the Golden Pill." Hei Rou snorted coldly, flipped his palm, and there was a black face in his hand, with a small flag full of skulls on it. "Let you taste the magic weapon I have made."

With a wave of the skeleton flag, countless screams suddenly sounded in the air. No matter the ghost, the situation of the general drowning him, was like a ghost, and the situation of the general being submerged.

Ye Xiong looked at the ghosts and felt that many faces were familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he felt full of anger.

Some of these ghosts are very similar to the faces of the dead bodies he came in to investigate yesterday.

"Oh, you evil fellow, you actually used human cultivators to refine such vicious magic weapons. If I don't kill you today, I will be a human cultivator."

In anger, strong blue light burst out from his whole body and rushed towards the man in black robe.

The man in black robe laughed and said proudly: "My magic weapon is made of the magic weapon of tens of thousands of cultivators, so what? I sucked the energy of hundreds of high-level cultivators in this dungeon for my own use. Now I have entered the realm of the Ghost Emperor, which is equivalent to the middle stage of the golden elixir of your human cultivator. What do you do to me?"

Speaking of this, the man in black robe burst into laughter, as if he was crazy.

Ye Xiong was secretly and awe-inspiring. If he used "Brahmasara" and the real ape transformation, and had a lot of ice and fire, killing this ghost general would be no problem. Now the problem is that he cannot actually display these magical powers. Once he uses them, his identity will definitely be revealed, which is not conducive to his actions to sneak into the hell realm.

What should I do?

Just as he was hesitating, the ghosts rushed over.

Chirp!

Countless ice arrows condensed from Ye Xiong's body, shot them out quickly, shooting them all out.

The ghost was shot down and did not disappear immediately as before, but condensed in mid-air again and rushed towards him with great momentum.

How is this possible? How can these ghosts be condensed even though they have been destroyed?

The man in black robe laughed proudly again: "As long as my magic weapon is not destroyed, tens of thousands of unjust souls will not be destroyed. I will depend on how long you have been killed. I will be exhausted to death."

It turned out to be that evil magic weapon that controls these countless unjust souls. No wonder I can't kill them anyway.

"Frozen for thousands of miles."

Ye Xiong roared, and the ice and snow were frozen directly, freezing all the black shadows.

Then, his figure flashed and came to Shuiyue and Huo Yan, directly knocked several ghost cultivators away, then hugged them with one hand, and fled quickly.

"It's not that easy to leave, so leave it for me."

The old man in black robe did not make him escape so easily, turning into a black mist, and instantly landed behind Ye Xiong and slapped out with a palm.

Ye Xiong dared not hide. Once he avoided it, Shuiyue and Huo Yan would be injured.

There was no way, he could only take this blow behind his vitality.

puff!

He spurted out blood, and his figure also took advantage of the momentum to soar into the sky and burst out of the black fog.

"Watching weapon."

The signal symbol in Shuiyue's hand turned into a white light and hit the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe saw a white light flashing by, and did not dare to be careless, so he quickly dodged and dodged away.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xiong had already transformed into a stream of light with water moon and fire flames, leaving several kilometers away.

"It's not that easy to escape in my hands."

How could the old man in black robe let him escape? He chased after him with great momentum.
Chapter completed!