Ling Tian dropped another Baji Zhantian Fist, suppressing the Shen Tu.

"Cooperating with Jialuo is your worst decision, haha!"

"Make wedding clothes for others!"

That Shen Tu already knew that there was no hope of escape.

"Stop talking nonsense, the ghost emperors from all over the world will be killed, and you are just the first one, disappear!"

"Devil May Cry Blade, perish!"

At this time, Jialuo brewed up a shocking magical power. After ten breaths, he descended with a long knife. The magical power condensed by thousands of ghosts was terrifying to the extreme.

"No, no!"

The Shen Tu roared, unwilling to die.

But Jialuo's sword was so terrifying, it was as if this sword was the only thing left under the entire sky.

Bang!

The sword light fell on the ghost emperor Shen Tu, and the latter's body and soul were destroyed and disappeared into this world.

Smoke and dust billowed, and the sword light tore through the sky and appeared above the heads of the ghost tribe and the army of ghosts. For a moment, the army of ghosts and the ghost tribe were dumbfounded.

Such tyrannical magical means made the sky seem to collapse.

"The god Tu has died. The ghost war god will destroy all these rubbish in the underworld!"
Chapter completed!