As soon as the Netherworld Army came out, the situation suddenly became different.

These guys are extremely fierce and have all kinds of magical powers. Unlike zombies, they can only rely on toxins and physical brute force.

As soon as they approached the blue wave, they immediately used their magical powers, either cutting out terrifying sword lights, separating the blue waves, or making a ball of ghost fire, burning the clear water, and even perverts even opened their mouths and started drinking hard, as if they were drinking all the thousands of acres of blue waves.

If this is ordinary water, not to mention the mere thousands of acres of blue waves, even millions of acres of acres, they cannot withstand the tossing of these crazy monsters.

Fortunately, Mo Lanyun's blue waves are Tianyi Xuanshui, which can be transformed into lakes and seas with just one drop. The thousands of acres of Tianyi Xuanshui is also a super treasure that can withstand the troubles of these guys.

Of course, Mo Lanyun would not sit and wait for death. She waved her palms repeatedly, making huge waves to destroy the army of the underworld.

The dragon turtle she sat down was not idle, and roared and joined the battle. The dragon turtle is truly worthy of being a divine beast's bloodline, and its combat power is terrifying.

There is no need to move at all. It just climbs there and watches leisurely, while the divine patterns on the tortoise shell keep glowing, and then countless sunny water thunders will be formed, hidden in the waves made by Mo Lanyun.

The Netherworld Army had no idea what it was. They thought it was just an ordinary wave, but they were still foolishly fighting according to the original plan, chopping, burning, swallowing, and blocking. After a series of tricks, they suffered a great loss.

The tens of thousands of thunders of sunflower hidden in the waves were detonated almost at the same time. Everyone saw the terrifying explosions appearing layer by layer. Suddenly, a long front that was nearly a thousand miles exploded into a line.

This is equivalent to the divine thunder refined by the Fire Tribulation True Man, and it was infected by the magic power of Guanyin's Narcissus root. Its power is abnormal. I am afraid that the true thunder Tribulation True Man will not dare to provoke it easily

Whether it is those zombies or the Netherworld Army, the front line was blown up in a panic.

Individuals below the seventh level, without exception, were all fried into powder and melted into clear water, replenishing them into the vast blue waves.

Existences above the seventh level also suffered heavy damage and dared not rush hard and retreated one after another.

Only occasionally a few eighth-level monsters can block such a sharp offensive and continue to move forward.

Unfortunately, they did not last long. Because they lost the concealment of the army, they were completely exposed to Mo Lanyun's sight and immediately became the key targets of attack.

The dragon turtle's sunflower thunder was bombarded in a concentrated manner. Each one had to withstand the bombardment of tens of thousands of divine thunders. Who could withstand it?

Although we are both at the eighth level, the bloodline of the divine beast and the assistance of the immortal roots is not as simple as one plus one. Even the real person of the Thunder Tribulation cannot withstand it, let alone ordinary monsters of the eighth level.

Just a round of concentrated bombardment, they were all lost

Only the only nine-level flying zombie in the zombie army survived, not because it was powerful, but because it was too precious, Youyouzi was reluctant to sacrifice and called him back to him early, and then escaped the disaster.

Faced with this terrifying scene, Youyouzi sneered and said, "Just struggle to death, I want to see how much magic power you have to kill the Nether Army."

As he spoke, he didn't talk nonsense and continued to open the gate of the Netherworld. The endless army of Netherworld came one after another, as if there was no end.

In fact, this is true. In the underworld, the one who is most lacking is subordinates. Especially the Ghost King of the Underworld, which one is not an old ghost that has been ten thousand years or even hundreds of thousands of years old.

Each of them controls an extremely huge territory. With so many years of savings in the underworld, their troops are simply as numerous as ox-haired. I am afraid that even he himself does not know the exact amount.

Not to mention that even hundreds of thousands or millions of deaths just now, people won’t care much about it.

Of course, these teams will definitely not be able to sacrifice themselves in vain. The Ghost King of the Underworld became greedy and would not be willing to let his subordinates die in vain.

These troops were actually hired by Youyouzi. It was by chance that he had hooked up with this Ghost King of the Underworld. He obtained the summoning power of the Ghost King's troops at the cost of an eighth-level ghost treasure.

However, summoning has to pay a price. Each time you summon, you will have to give at least a million sacrifices to the Ghost King. For each subordinate who dies, you will have to pay a corresponding amount of life souls as compensation.

For the Ghost King, the living soul is a great thing to nourish the soul. Unfortunately, the living souls in the underworld are too rare. Most of them have been polluted by the ghost energy in the underworld, becoming dizzy and enormous, and have lost their spiritual power.

Only a soul that has just died and has all the spirituality is a good thing that the Ghost King likes, which can enhance the origin of the Ghost King and increase strength.

So the Ghost King hopes that Youyouzi will greet him and kill his subordinates.

To be honest, Youyouzi is actually not willing to summon the Nether Ghost Army. Although this thing is powerful, the price is too high. Every time he summons, he will use up the accumulated soul, which is not even enough, which forces him to use other treasures to compensate.

Otherwise, the Ghost King would not be able to spare him. No one dared to rely on the Ghost King's debt.

Originally, this move was Youyouzi's biggest trump card, which was enough to force a powerful opponent at the level of Thunder Tribulation to retreat. He was unwilling to open it unless he had to. Unfortunately, he was forced to death now. If he didn't expose his trump card, he would die. He was forced to do so.

But Mo Lanyun was not surprised but happy at this time, and said with a smile: "Okay, then let's take a look and see who can't hold on first."

After saying that, Mo Lanyun seemed to be inspiration. A pair of jade palms flew left and right, constantly blew out waves. In conjunction with the dragon turtle's Kui Shui real thunder, he slammed the Nether Ghost Army. For a moment, both sides actually fell into a strange stalemate.

On one side are endless army of underworld, roaring and rushing, while on the other side are waves and divine thunder, constantly killing them. How many you come and how many I kill, it is evenly matched.

Seeing this scene, everyone around was stunned. They couldn't help but talk, "Looking at Mo Lanyun is a pretty well-behaved girl? Why did you start to be stupid at this time?"

"Is it because of that naughty young man Fang Lie? "

"I think it wouldn't have been so decisive to Youyouzi. Although Youyouzi is a bastard and should be cut into pieces, he must have the ability to talk about it. Now he is just using a little magic power to maintain the Ghost Sect. Those army in the underworld are all ghost kings. How long can they last? At least ten days and half a month, right? Anyway, I don't believe that she, a little girl, can kill the Ghost King army, Yu Jing."

"I believe it. I think she can kill a hundred thousand at most, which is only a fraction of the other army."

Sure enough, these old guys were indeed looking at the benchmark. In just half an hour, the Netherworld Army died tragically. At this time, Mo Lanyun was already out of breath and sweating profusely. It was obvious that she had insufficient magic power.

Seeing this, Youyouzi couldn't help but say, "Mo Lanyun, are you still holding on until now? I won't make things difficult for you. As long as you admit defeat, I will let you go, how about it?"

In fact, Youyouzi was afraid of Mo Lanyun. Although he was now prevailing, he actually used the trick of pressing the bottom of the box. But what about Mo Lanyun? He only moved the dragon turtle from beginning to end, and no treasure was moved.

The Mo Sect is the richest sect. Is it possible that their chief has no eighth-level magic weapon?

Therefore, Youyouzi was afraid that the night would be long and dreams would be too many, so she took the initiative to ask for peace.

Mo Lanyun smiled slightly when she heard this and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can still hold on. Isn't it just magic power? Does anyone have it?"

As he said that, Mo Lanyun reached out and pointed to the top of her head. The next moment, a pearl appeared on her head, emitting a ray of light and injected into her body. Then, Mo Lanyun's almost dried-up air was immediately injected with a huge amount of magic power.

"Canghai Mingyue Pearl" Youyouzi immediately exclaimed: "Why is this treasure here with you? Isn't it in Wan Gu Sect?"

"Hehe, my senior brother gave it to you," Mo Lanyun said with a smile, and said shyly, looking at Fang Lie outside.

This bead is an eighth-level magic weapon, one of the spoils brought by Fang Lie from the Netherworld Sect. When Mo Qianxun saw it, his eyes shone brightly and kept squeezing, forcing Fang Lie to give it to Mo Lanyun

This treasure is an auxiliary function. Although it cannot attack and can only have a not-too-high protective ability, it has the greatest advantage, which is to store mana and replenish yourself when needed.

It can store up to twice the master's mana and has no side effects. Bringing it with it means that the more you add mana, the more precious it is, the more you are, the more you look like it is.

Youyouzi said anxiously and angrily: "That's just a lingering breath. Don't forget, the army of Netherworld is endless, and it's useless if you have ten times more magic power.

"Don't believe it" Mo Lanyun smiled playfully.

"Okay, okay, okay" Youyouzi suddenly became angry and shouted: "Since you are seeking death, don't blame me."

After saying that, he made up his mind, shook his hands directly, and threw out a jade bottle into the teleportation array.

There were eight ninth-level ghost pills inside, which he asked from the sect for a huge price.

Because the loss is too great now, exceeding his ability to pay, he had to use this to pay the bill, and it was also to please the Ghost King of the Underworld.

Sure enough, the Ghost King, who received the Ghost Pill, was overjoyed and saw that he had forgiven Youyouzi's debts and allowed him to sacrifice more troops. At the same time, in order to show his satisfaction, he directly mobilized a special elite force.

Tens of thousands of drowning ghosts appeared, almost all of them were above the seventh level. Although drowning ghosts were not too strong, they were one of the few water ghosts. They were best at underwater combat and had a pervert in defense of water-based Taoism. They also happened to be considered the nemesis of water-based monks.

The drowned ghost feet of the seventh level are dozens of feet in size, with long hair fluttering like a ball of blue smoke, winding and moving forward in the air, with a hideous and painful look on its face every moment, and the wailing sounds continued, making it look extremely terrifying
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