As the Fire Xia Bao Fan flew gently in the air, a fire-like cloud color appeared in the sky, and the speed of light flew away in the direction of the super ghost clan, leaving a long fire light in the sky.

After several rounds, Xiaobai's side, the Eight-Standard Demon Salvation collided with the spiritual sword in the hands of the remnant soul, and the "clang clang" sound echoed in the hall.

The remnant soul gradually seemed to be exhausted in spiritual power. He turned around and wanted to escape. He poured the few spiritual power into the sharp spiritual sword and pierced the surrounding barriers. A look of luck appeared in his eyes.

"When my true body comes out of the mountain, I will definitely trample on your mere demon world!"

Xiaobai quickly gathered his spiritual power to block the broken barrier, but the fight just now also consumed a lot of his spiritual power. Although it was very fast, it still allowed the remnant soul to separate half of his body.

The remnant soul was about to break off his lower body and throw his pawn to protect the car. He held the spirit sword in his hand and stabbed him hard at his lower body. Although there was no blood flowing out, the soul's face was already distorted to the extreme pain.

In an instant, Xiaobai felt that the air temperature seemed to be rising, like the sun rising, and the eighteen layers of underworld seemed to be much brighter.

Before Xiaobai could think more, a powerful airflow flew over with a fire-like cloud of clouds. This airflow was so powerful that even Xiaobai couldn't stand firm.

The next second, the airflow and clouds directly hit the remnant soul, surrounding him and instantly turned into a huge fireball.

I was stunned by Xiaobai. Could it be that some peerless master came to help? Could it be that there is a special opportunity between us?

Xiaobai stared blankly at the increasingly fierce fireball, and suddenly the voice of the master came from his ear, "Xiaobai, pull out the soul-dividing bone marrow, you Xiaoshan Junior Brother needs it."

Ye Kong's voice scared Xiaobai. He looked around and there was no other sound except for the "pa" burning sound of the fireball.

This... the peerless powerful man can't be the master, isn't he refining his energy for thousands of years?

But if you take a step back, anyone has their own secrets. Master can give him a magic weapon like the Eight-Standard Demon Sphur. How could a qi-refining waste be able to get it?

Xiaobai made up his mind in his heart that after returning to Xiaoyao Peak, he should carefully collect the master's secrets and see who he is.

At that moment, Xiaobai's spiritual power flashed in his hand, and he flicked it in front of his eyes. He held the Eight-Term Demon Salute, stabbed it into the fireball, and picked it up. A long bone marrow was taken out, and it was white all over, looking very elastic.

Because the soul splitting has not yet taken shape, there is no blood in the body and the bone marrow does not look that strong, but it is better to have it than not.

Xiaobai then changed back to his teenager and placed his bone marrow into the storage ring.

There was no "crackling" sound from the burning fireball. It seemed that the soul splitting had been burned to ashes.

Xiaobai removed the barrier and looked around. The sound of solemnity and shouting were still endless. A ray of splendor flashed in Xiaobai's eyes.

After the accumulation of this ghost clan for thousands of years, I believe there are many treasures and treasures in the palace, including spirit stones and gold, which are just needed to rebuild the Galaxy Sect. Thinking of this, Xiaobai simply felt that he was a genius and could use it for the best use.

So he walked through every palace with a fireball. He first collected all kinds of treasures and spirit stones and gold, and then fell a flame. The ghost clan members quickly turned into ashes to the palace.

The fire of this fire treasure fan cannot be extinguished by the wind, and the fire cannot be extinguished unless it wants to extinguish itself.

Not long after, Xiaobai was already full of two storage rings. His spiritual sense swept over and was quite satisfied with the treasure inside. At this moment, he was full of energy and whistling, and went to Wang Xuan and Ji Changsheng.

Although the leader of the ghost clan is dead, there are still leaders of multiple branches below. They have different opinions and have different opinions.

Some people who advocate fighting hard in the fairy world, it is better to fight with all their might as well be the ones they can die.

Some division leaders advocated staying in the mountains without worrying about burning firewood. It would be better to live than to die. Surrender to the fairy world, even if you are a slave or a servant, you still have a time to turn over.

Before Wang Xuan and Ji Changsheng took action, chaos occurred within the ghost clan. They started to take action first, so they had to watch the battle from the side and wait until they "discussed" before they took action.

There are only three leaders of the division who advocated fighting hard. They are the three oldest old men in the entire ghost clan and have been in the ghost clan for the longest time.

For so many long periods, they witnessed the depravity, redevelopment and a little bit of rising starlight, but the starlight quickly faded with the arrival of Xiaobai and the other two.

They tied up the women in the harem who were in trouble and strongly scolded Gui Yan for being humiliated and beheaded in public.

Then, the three old men tried to stand on a higher staircase, flapping their wings and shouting, inspiring everyone, "Our ghost tribe has been reproductive for thousands of years, and now it is the time of life and death, we cannot..."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp sword flew up the stairs and stabbed into one of the old men from behind. The old man immediately became soft as if he was torn clothes, fell off the stairs and died immediately.

There was a sudden noise within the ghost clan. The old man's tribe who died was obviously very angry and wanted to kill the perpetrator to take revenge.

So a melee began between each other, "kang clang" and "crack" all kinds of ghosts flashed by, and various weapons were handed over and collided. Wang Xuan and the others felt a buzzing ears, and the black shadows in front of them were shaking. Fortunately, they closed their eyes and took a rest for a while.

I don’t know how long it took, but the buzzing sound in my ears gradually weakened. Wang Xuan and the others slowly opened their eyes. The hustle and bustle formation just now was less than half.

The leaders of multiple divisions were killed in the melee, and the remaining people could only be swept up in the battle, either dead or injured.

A branch leader who had fought out of the melee stood on the high platform, stretched out his hand like a dead branch, and made a "stop" posture.

Then, he walked to Xiaobai, Wang Xuan, and Ji Changsheng, "We are willing to surrender to the fairy world, and ask the three immortals to give us a way out!"

Xiaobai looked at the fireball in his hand and thought about what the use of this ghost clan is? Wasting resources in this world in vain.

Wang Xuan and Ji Changsheng both turned their attention to Xiaobai, and naturally they meant that Xiaobai would decide.

Xiaobai sank his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were no doubt the posture of a strong man.

"The ghost tribe has since been demoted to slaves of the fairy world, and is currently responsible for cleaning up the dirty things underground. Every year, it is necessary to worship at least ten spiritual weapons and 50,000 spirit stones to the fairy world. Otherwise, it depends on your mood to punish you."

After saying that, Xiaobai pointed to the fireball in his hand and then to the palace burned into ashes in the distance.

The leader of the branch and the people from the Ghost Clan were so scared that he crawled on the ground and trembled. The head that had been exposed unconsciously wanted to drill into the black robe.

It was such a turtle that Xiaobai couldn't help but spat.

The leader of the branch was trembling and endured his extreme fear, "Yes...yes...the ghost clan must do his best to do his best to do things for the fairy world, and never dare to cause trouble again!"

After saying that, his empty black robe was now wet with sweat and was stained on the thin body skeleton.
Chapter completed!