The same sentence sounds like one after another, but to the Ghost King of the East Prison, there are completely different two flavors.

Although he had already understood that Li Yunsheng was not humiliating himself, his arrogance and paranoidness in his personality still made him reluctant to bow his head.

"I……"

"Mr. Yunsheng is a senior, so it is not embarrassing to go together. Moreover, our ghost kings in the east, west, south, and north are already one, so it is reasonable to do this."

The person who spoke was Xi Peng, the ghost king of the Western Prison.

"You...hum!"

Dong Xin was choked by Xi Peng's words, but in the end he just snorted coldly and did not continue to refute.

Obviously, after seeing Li Yunsheng's sword just now, he knew very well that there was basically no hope of blocking Li Yunsheng with his own strength.

"I agree!"

The person who said this was Nanzhu Ghost King Nanyan. She held Xi Peng's hand while saying this, and smiled very dotingly:

"I have a move, but I still want Pengpeng, you and me to cooperate."

Xi Peng pushed her hand away helplessly and looked at Beiren:

"Xiaobei, can we fight?"

At this time, Beizhu Ghost King Beiren, under her rescue, was able to stand up by himself.

It seems that both Xipeng's healing ability and Beiren's recovery ability are amazing.

"able!"

Beiren nodded very hard, and his aura rose again. With his burly figure, he was particularly fierce.

"But I still want to..."

"Xiaobei."

But he was just about to say that he would fight Li Yunsheng for another battle, but he was interrupted by Xi Peng halfway through.

I saw the Xipeng smiled slightly at Beiren.

Seeing Xi Peng's smile, Beiren's originally hard gaze as if Bai Rui Steel had turned into soft fingers.

"I listen to you all, Sister A Peng."

Beiren immediately changed his words.

Finally, Xi Peng's eyes looked at Dong Xin again.

Although Dong Xin was unwilling to accept it, he finally ordered it.

Seeing this, Xi Peng smiled, turned his head and looked at Li Yunsheng with clear eyes:

"Mr. Yunsheng, please."

Li Yunsheng frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke:

"What I mean is you, the ghost messengers behind you, the ghost messengers."

Hearing this sentence, Dong Xin couldn't help it:

"You are too arrogant, don't forget that this is Yan Zhuo!"

Li Yunsheng shook his head.

He didn't explain, but just raised his hand to recall the Qinglong above his head, then held the hilt of the Qinglong sword, and the three unicorn bones in his body ran at the same time.

Then, a sword buzzed and rose up from the sky, and at the same time, the majestic sword pressing was like an invisible giant palm, slapped all the ghosts, including the Four Kings of Yan Yu.

Some ghosts with poor cultivation were directly under the pressure of this terrifying sword, and ashes turned into ghost energy and merged into the black pool beneath them.

Li Yunsheng slightly adjusted his sword tip and pointed the tip of the sword at Na Dongxin.

Dong Xin, pointed at by the Qinglong sword, gathered wildly with ghost energy. The ghost king's most proud soul also felt like he would be pierced at any time. Except for the fear that only appeared when facing Yan Jun, it rose rapidly in his heart.

"Since Mr. Yun insists on doing this, we have to offend him."

Xipeng is still the one who speaks.

Li Yunsheng nodded, turned the sword and held the sword in his hand.

Dong Xin, who was not pointed at by the Qinglong Sword, immediately felt as if he had put down a burden of ten thousand pounds.

At the same time, Xi Peng, who was standing beside him, looked at him:

"The Yellow Spring Formation of Hundred Ghosts."

"good!"

At this moment, Dong Xin had no reluctance in his eyes.

Beiren and Nanyan on the side also understood Xipeng’s intentions.

The four of them looked at each other and then flew out in all directions, and then each led a pair of ghosts to form Li Yunsheng.

And the ghost messengers and ghost messengers around them surrounded them in different directions.

Li Yunsheng, who glanced around, immediately recognized that this was the Hundred Ghosts Yellow Spring Formation.

A formation that can bring all living beings within a radius of hundreds of miles back to the underworld and then gather strength on the Ghost King.

But it is obvious that the Hundred Ghosts Yellow Spring Formation in front of him is even more complicated.

"All, the Hundred Ghosts Yellow Spring Formation!"

Suddenly, the four ghost kings shouted together, and dark black chains emerged from their hearts.

These iron chains then connected the ghost messengers around them like poisonous snakes, and drilled out towards the bottom of the black pool with a "swooshing" sound.

In just a moment, waves of Devil's Cry came from the bottom of the black pool.

Countless dead bones tried to climb out from the bottom of the black pond, but in the end they were pulled down by the iron chain.

The originally calm black lake suddenly rose, bursts of thick fog condensed by the power of Guixu. Thunder and lightning flashed in the black fog, completely blocking the area where Li Bai was.

At the same time, the four statues of demons were like the pillars that raised the sky, carrying a series of thunder, and crossed the black fog and stood above the black pool, surrounding Li Yunsheng.

In Dongfang Yu's eyes, this situation is like the legendary Taoism in the end of the world.

The four Dharma images that emit a breath of destruction are the gods and demons who destroy the world.

Before this, she always felt that this kind of scene would only appear in dreams, and she never expected that she would witness it with her own eyes.

"Long...Old Long, do we want to help..."

"Don't do stupid things."

She was about to ask Mr. Long if she wanted to go over and help Li Yunsheng, but she was stopped before she finished speaking.

"Although the four ghost kings in Yan Yu look young, their souls are extremely compatible with the body of the ghost king. With the combination of the Hundred Ghosts Yellow Spring Formation, their strength and cultivation are already at the top of the ten states. Your demon clan is probably only your grandmother and demon queen who has the power to fight."

Old Long murmured in the mask.

"Will Uncle Yun be in danger?"

Dongfang Yu became more and more worried.

"Then you underestimate him too much."

Old Long smiled.

The rotten wood flower umbrella in Dongfang Yu's hand also sprinkled a pure spiritual energy as if it was echoing the words of Old Long, instantly dispelling the thick fog around him trying to get close.

Just as Dongfang Yu was wondering in his heart where he underestimated Uncle Yun, a sword broke through the air.

Correspondingly, golden sword lights pierced through the black fog and rushed out, piercing the entire world.

The black fog that could have devoured everything at will could only retreat when facing the golden sword light.

The majestic sword intent was like mountains and seas, crazily striking the thick black fog. If it weren't for the four magic figures guarding me, I'm afraid the black fog above the black pool would have been dispersed by the sword light and sword intent.

And standing in the center of this golden sword light and majestic sword intent is Li Yunsheng.

At this time, the green dragon in his hand was still in the sheath. The sword intent and sword light just now came completely from his body.

"Innate Sword Body..."

Dongfang Yu looked at the center of the hurricane-like sword intent and sword light, and murmured to himself:
Chapter completed!