"The three great ancestor monsters who crossed the great disaster of the era and crossed the dark night. Among them, the ancestor phoenix king was in the ancestral land, the ancestor Qilin lived in seclusion in three thousand states, and the ancestor dragon lived in the chaos for a long time."

"The Ancestral Phoenix is ​​known for its vitality. The art of rebirth in the fire has directly understood the great way of life and death. Even in ancient times, it was an unparalleled magical power, but it has been gone since it fell asleep. Judging from the chaos in the Ancestral Phoenix, it is probably a lot of danger."

"Zu Qilin is proficient in fate and has the ability to predict it. He is the most transcendent, but success is fate and fate. He has seen too many unbearable futures, so he has become crazy and has disappeared for 100,000 years."

"Only the Ancestral Dragon, from the beginning of the Era to this time, has been alone and never touched by the body. No one knows what he wants to do, and no one knows how strong he is!"

“…”

In the chaos, several thoughts were colliding and communicating. They were very surprised and confused as they watched the scene of the 100,000 Ancestral Dragon Guards coming to the Netherworld Sky.

Could it be that these 100,000 Ancestral Dragon Guards are really subordinates brought by the Ancestral Dragon from the last era?

"Hmph, even if you are really powerful, you can survive the long night after the Era disaster, and it is impossible to bring others through it!"

"If you come in person, this ghost master may give you a face and borrow a way out."

The Ghost Lord of the Netherworld stared at the figure in Xianyang City. Although his words were still strong, his mouth was actually much softer, and he was even actively building a slope that turned big things into small things. As long as Zulong gave him a little face.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Zulong and looked at himself higher.

Facing the existence of the great catastrophe of the Era is not something that the so-called God Lord can imagine. In the past, the ancestor dragon did not show its edge, but the time was not right, so I was too lazy to get involved with the creatures in this Era.

But once he wants to do something, let alone a ghost master in the underworld, even if the three thousand gods and demons of the ancient times come, they will not be able to stop him.

"Zulong, you bullied me too much!"

The ghost master of the Netherworld saw that Zulong still ignored him, and felt that his face was damaged, and he couldn't help but be furious.

A terrifying black shadow emerged from the Netherworld Sky, covering a million miles of radius, hoping to swallow 100,000 Ancestral Dragon Guards to teach the Ancestral Dragon a lesson.

The existence who watched this scene felt the aura and all looked solemn.

The Ghost Lord of the Netherworld is absolutely not weak, and the years he has achieved enlightenment are unimaginable. There are even rumors that he is an ancient corpse crawling out of the Ghost Realm of the Netherworld, and a creature transformed by spiritual intelligence. His strength is extremely terrifying.

But even facing the Nether Ghost Lord with full firepower, the Ancestral Dragon still did not react much. It seemed that he really took the initiative to give 100,000 Ancestral Dragon Guards to the Nether Ghost Lord to kill.

All the attention of existence was in the direction of Xianyang City, so no one saw that in front of the 100,000 Ancestral Dragon Guard, the man in white robe and red hair looked at the power of the Ghost Lord of the Underworld. Instead, he had no fear in his eyes, but instead showed a great fighting spirit and... murderous intent!

After sleeping for millions of years, his big knife... was already hungry and thirsty!

"kill!"

Bai Qi's hair was as blood as a knife, turning into an amazing light, cutting open the terrifying black shadow.

"How... possible?"

The Ghost Lord of the Netherworld was furious, his magical powers were broken, and the murderous intent went straight to his origin through his avenue, hurting him.

This made him unbelievable.

As we all know, under the Divine Lord and the Divine Lord are two completely different worlds. Except for the three great ancestor monsters, no one can break this shackle.

Even the overlord who was twenty thousand years ago, who had reincarnated for ten thousand generations and had cultivated himself into the ultimate divine body, was chased by the immortal divine king, and he could only escape in a hurry.

But today, this shackle has been broken again!

The man in red hair and white robe had a murderous aura, and wanted to... the Lord of the Sword and Slaughter!

"The realm of the Divine Lord in this era...is it a bit weak?"

Bai Qi licked his dry lips, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

At the end of ancient times, he followed Zulong to fight in the east and west, and the innate gods and demons who died at his hands were no longer the only one.

Although he has not become the Lord of God, his way of killing can even be cut off!

“Bold!”

The Ghost Lord of the Netherworld came and punched him out. The infinite divine power emerged and defeated Bai Qi for three thousand miles.

Bai Qi laughed loudly, the sword light rose, the blood was born, the way to kill was to the Jiutian.

With a sword, the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld exploded with his right fist, and the black divine blood flowed, and the sharpness shook the sea of ​​soul through his bones.

The two fought a great battle, and they fought thousands of times in an instant in chaos.

The realm of the God Lord is terrifying. Bai Qi was blown up several times, and even the most serious time, even the soul was torn apart by the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld.

But Bai Qi's will has long been above the soul. Even if the soul does not exist, his murderous thoughts can penetrate through the eternal time and space and slash deep in the origin of the ghost master in the underworld.

The Ghost Lord of the Netherworld suffered a great loss, and even his soul and body were cut in half by Bai Qi.

"After all, it's not the familiar ancient times. My strength...has not reached the peak."

Bai Qi reappeared, still in white robe and red hair. He sighed to the sky with a little regret.

This era is different from the great way of the ancient era, so he has restrictions, otherwise it would be impossible to fight for such a long time.

"Zulong, you really made me angry!"

Another body appeared in the cut in half.

The powerful man who was qualified to watch this battle was shocked. It is rumored that the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld was a creature transformed by the spiritual wisdom of a broken corpse in the ancient era. Therefore, his body was extremely strong, and it was difficult to hurt his soul through the broken corpse by means of idle means.

But now it seems...the rumor is wrong?

That ancient corpse is just the fake body of the Ghost Lord of the Underworld!

That old Yinbi is so hidden!

"It's all Little Doyle, you can do your best to do anything, no one in front of my sword!"

"One hundred thousand ancestor dragon guards obey orders, follow me... to the Netherworld Heaven!"

Bai Qi looked calm and no longer joked. He gathered the power of 100,000 ancestor dragon guards and slashed out the stunning sword.

With this sword, even Chaos was cut open. The powerful man vaguely saw a white light, and a blurred figure seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the light.

The figure was too tall, it was obviously just a ray of sword light, but everyone he saw was occupied by him, and he felt... unattainable!

What's even more terrifying is that the tall vague figure became more and more blurred in their memory until it disappeared...

After one knife, the Ghost Lord of the Netherworld rolled back with his body.

A grand voice resounded through the underworld sky, and also in the endless chaos.

"The Ancestral Dragon uses the way, and no one in the Netherworld Heaven shall stop him. If you violate it, then kill him immediately!"

"I... will be in seclusion for a while!"
Chapter completed!