Bang……!

The Ghost Ancestor was torn apart by Di Jiang's sudden appearance, and exploded half of his body and bombed it out. His ghost body almost disbanded.

Even if you are not dead, you will be attacked by the evil spirit of the God-killing Gun and will seriously damage the origin.

"Kill me!"

The Ghost Ancestor Roars.

He vomited countless ghost mist all over his body, and the demon shadows were heavy. Three thousand terrifying demon souls were spinning around him, rushing out ferociously.

The six quasi-saints of the Ghost Clan took action one after another, and billions of ghosts rushed over like a tide. At this time, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhurong, Rushou, Jumang and Xuanming appeared one after another.

At the same time, blood lights fell from the sky, erasing countless ghosts directly, and then being pulled away and injected into the array flag of the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation.

These twelve array flags are all top-quality Taoist weapons, forming a large array. How powerful is it?

At this moment, Houtu, Gonggong, Shebizi, Qiangliang, Tianwu, and Naz, six ancestor witches, each sat cross-legged under the corresponding Dutian flag, rapidly absorbing the power transmitted from the twelve Dutian flags and improving their cultivation.

The purpose of this battle is to make up six of them.

Chu Yang looked around and saw that the space was very vast, with a misty sky and a dark gray area. The earth was red, and huge cities were everywhere, shrouded in deep ghost fog. It was like the underworld, and the ghost spirits, like the tide, appeared from all directions, and even under the earth, skeletons emerged.

Such creatures are counted in billions.

However, under the blood evil spirit light emitted by the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Array, they were all destroyed one after another, and even the large arrays collapsed one after another.

The ghosts and skeletons were shattered one after another, forming a torrent of yin energy that was injected into the sky and were plundered.

Even the Yin Spirits in the Taiyi Realm and even the ghost bodies in the Daluo Realm cannot stop the erasing of the great formation.

The twelve pieces are about to enter the big array composed of the top-quality Taoist instruments with the best-quality Taoist instruments. This array even surpasses ordinary holy-level formations. How terrifying, even the quasi-saint powerful men are suppressed.

Chu Yang saw Zhu Jiuyin and nine people entangled the six quasi-saints of the Ghost Clan, and he sprung his body towards the Ghost Ancestor.

Rumble!

It was in this moment that Di Jiang almost killed the Ghost Ancestor.

"The ghost realm, absorbs the dead souls of billions of years and gathers infinite yin energy. This is the true source of yin in the fairy world. How can you be destroyed by you?" Ghost ancestor shouted, "I have three thousand heavenly ghosts, all of them are the souls of Daluo. Today I will let you see the means of seeing me!"

"The Heavenly Ghost Enters the Soul!"

"Forge my holy ghost body!"

The three thousand ghost bodies hovering around him roared, each of which rolled up a huge amount of ghost energy, and they all entered his body. The black light was faint and its momentum soared.

At this moment, the power of the ghost clan has reached a terrible level, and has reached the holy realm only at the level of power.

"The sigh of the ghost saint, the extinction of all spirits!"

He sighed at the bottom, and the void suddenly stagnated. The aura of the surrounding ghosts suddenly surged, climbing to a higher level, and the ghost fire rose sharply.

Di Jiang, who was attacking and killing, trembled, his body stiffened, and his seven orifices bleeded. The God-killing Spear in his hand emitted a faint luster, which completely blocked it.

Chu Yang's pupils shrank, and his mouth opened his mouth and his soul roared.

Roar roar roar!

The soul roar was shattered directly, and he was shaken away. A strange force directly entered the sea of ​​consciousness. He was about to perish, but was blocked by the power of the inner world. A ball of light emerged from the Chaos Tree, shattering the power.

"I am worthy of being the Ghost Ancestor, far stronger than the Shura Ancestor!"

Chu Yang was amazed.

"The Shura Ancestor is just the guard door of the ghost land in my underworld!" The ghost clan snorted coldly, "My ghost land was born in ancient times, far earlier than the sea of ​​blood, and can be comparable to the Buddha land in the West Desert. Unfortunately, our ghost body is born weak, otherwise, how could the three holy courts dominate today?"

"You've been showing weakness?"

Chu Yang's heart was thrilled.

"Low-key is the way of the king, and cultivation is the foundation!" said the Ghost Ancestor, "Chu Yang, how about retreating? The between us is just a grudge from the mortal world. The world is just a dream cloud for the immortals like us, so why bother to care? With my current strength, I can protect myself. Even if you destroy my ghost realm and use my means to hunt the human race, how many people can I kill? How many people can stop it?"

"The world you don't care about is my ultimate guardian!" A Xuanhuo Sword appeared in Chu Yang's hand, which was a holy weapon.

The God-killing Spear was handed over to Di Jiang for use. I thought that with his space method, he could kill the Ghost Ancestor directly, but the result was unexpected.

But that's all.

"Since that's the case, then we will never die!" The Ghost Ancestor was completely angry. A big black bell appeared above his head. This was his best Taoist weapon, the Falling Fairy Bell. With a big hand, he took out his weapon, the best Taoist weapon, Death Scythe.

"The immortal bell, one sounds the immortal soul, two sounds bury the universe, three sounds the sentient beings return to the ruins, the heaven and earth are gone, and the souls in the world are gone!"

The Ghost Ancestor rang the Immortal Bell with the Death Scythe.

Dangdangdang!

The bell rang three times, and three invisible ripples rippled.

"One qi transforms three clears!"

Three clear air rushed out from Chu Yang's head, turning into three incarnations, and adding the body to surround the Ghost Ancestor. He stood in the north, and the Chaos Tree above his head, sprinkled chaotic divine lights to block the sound waves, and the Xuanhuo Sword in his hand also slashed out at the same time.

The Western incarnation holds the Book of Light in his left hand and holds the Divine Sword of Light in his hand. These two are the best spiritual treasures, with terrible power, and just restrains the power of the ghost clan and blocks the west.

The southern incarnation, the Kongtong seal on the head, holding the humanity's pen; the eastern incarnation, the star fruit tree on the head, and the Fusang tree on the hand.

The first body and the third incarnation were armed to the extreme and trapped the Ghost Ancestor.

Such a luxurious lineup can scare the saints even if it is placed in the prehistoric world.

On the other hand, the withdrawn Dijiang killed the quasi-saint powerhouse of the ghost clan. At the same time, Di Jun and Zhulong also appeared from Chu Yang's inner world.

ah……!

In a moment, a quasi-saint powerful man from the ghost clan was picked by Di Jiang with a shot, throwing the corpse that had completely condensed into flesh at Gonggong, who kept absorbing the yin energy at a high altitude.

"Good come!"

Gonggong was overjoyed, and swallowed it, and then refined it quickly. In just a short time, his breath began to surge rapidly.

Rumble!

A force of water order rushed out from his head, and the way of law rolled down again, fell into his body, and scattered into his flesh, flesh, muscles and bones.

Gonggong's power overturns time and space and destroys all paths.

He has broken the threshold of quasi-saints. After he has completely digested the power in his body, he can truly enter the quasi-saint realm.

Ahhhhh!

In a blink of an eye, the other five quasi-saints of the ghost clan were also killed one after another, and were devoured by several ancestor witches such as Houtu. In addition, the infinite yin energy absorbed by the Dutian Array Flag made them begin to break through one after another.

Once the six of them are completely promoted, by then, all the incarnations of the Twelve Ancestral Witches will be quasi-saints. Although they are all in the early stages, the strength of this power will give Chu Yang the confidence to compete with the world.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are no longer puppets from the past, but can only act according to orders. Now they are all Chu Yang's clones, and they are based on the best Taoist weapon, which can be divided and combined.

Bang...!

The besieged Ghost Ancestor was first taken away by the death scythe, and then by Chu Yang, the Rocking Immortal Bell above his head was strongly picked. By this time, it was already at the end of his strength.

"Hahaha, Chu Yang, time has come!" The Ghost Ancestor suddenly laughed!

"Time?" Chu Yang changed his mind and knew what the other party was talking about. He couldn't help but frown and snorted coldly, "So what! You take a step first. If they are not honest, I will send them all over to be your company!"
Chapter completed!