Axe light, ice fog, red silk, black knife, blood flame...

The seventeen ghost kings each used their magical powers, and each of them used their full strength without any intention of restraining.

They can all feel the instinctive fear in their hearts, so they all do their best and dare not slackew.

However, looking at the massive offensive, the expression on Wuming's evil ghost's face was extremely calm.

After the strong king who stood farthest was slashed out with an axe, he was the first to discover the reaction of the nameless evil ghost, so it almost quietly retreated dozens of feet back.

"Scatter."

The nameless evil ghost stood in the air, stretched out a hand, and gently held it from the air.

The next moment, a scene that shocked many ghost kings appeared.

I saw that whether it was the axe light, the ice fog, or the red silk, all the attacks were actually held in place by the nameless evil ghost.

Then the next second, it was like wiping away dirt with a rag, and with a wave of his hand, everything disappeared...

Even the nearest ghost king was circled in and directly "wiped off".

"This, this, this..."

The ghost kings looked at the scene in disbelief. Even though they had experienced countless hardships in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Tribulation, they felt that their minds had been greatly impacted.

"A useless act. As long as you practice the Blood Spirit Sutra, as long as your power still comes from your blood spirit body. Then, your power is 'my power' to me."

"When I don't want my own things, just throw them away as garbage. It is naturally a very simple thing to remove them. Don't you understand this?"

The nameless evil ghost looked at the ghost kings whose face changed drastically and said in a very ordinary tone.

Its voice was unexpectedly clear and sounded like an ordinary scholar, but the words it said made the ghost kings feel like they were in a cold winter, and even lost the courage to resist.

"So, what trump card should I use it?"

As soon as these words were said, several ghost kings couldn't help but look at the Blood Shadow King.

They knew that the Qing Python King, who had abandoned the body of the Blood Spirit and was no longer restricted by the Blood Spirit Sutra, was in the body of the Blood Shadow King at this time.

It can be said to be their only hope now!!!

But it was the look of these unbearable ghost kings that made the meticulous ghost kings such as the powerful king, Hanbing, and others, change their faces suddenly and scold the idiot in their hearts.

As expected, the nameless evil ghost followed the eyes of these ghost kings and locked his eyes directly on the Blood Shadow King, ignoring all the other ghost kings.

"A group of idiots, it's really true. You can do it without losing anything!!!"

Now that things have come to this point, the Green Python King in the Blood Shadow King's body can no longer hide himself, and can only emerge from the Blood Shadow King's neck.

Unlike before, this time, its entire snake body drilled out of the Blood Shadow King's body, rather than just half of the snake body drilled out as before.

Looking at this little blue snake less than three inches long, the expression of the nameless evil ghost was a little more solemn than when facing many ghost kings.

"King of Green Python. You are much stronger than them, but now this soul body wants to deal with me, right?"

"I haven't caught the strength? This is not necessarily the case."

Not necessarily? The nameless evil ghost frowned and suddenly felt a severe pain coming from his chest.

It looked down and saw a blue poisonous spot with a smell of "rotten" spreading rapidly on its body.

In just a blink of an eye, the poison spots were about to spread to its neck.

"How did you do it."

The nameless evil ghost frowned and endured this inhuman severe pain.

The Green Python King was very proud at this time, with a strange smile on his face and said in a stern manner:

"Everyone knows that my king's 'green ghost poison' is particularly restrained against the blood spirit body, but no one knows that my king's 'green ghost poison is the most restrained against the 'ghost'."

"Before this, I didn't know what magicality is in the third level of the Blood Spirit Sutra, but no matter how I think about 'resurrection', it's always impossible to do it? As long as you are still a ghost, you are destined to die under the ghost poison of my king!"

As he said that, the Green Python King deliberately glanced around the ghost kings. Sure enough, he saw a look of fear and fear in their eyes, and raised his proud snake head with satisfaction.

"That's true, you still have restrictions on this ghost, right? Otherwise, with this magical power, you should have dominated the Wanjie Abyss, but in fact, you have not done it, right?"

"And, if you don't have any blurry eyes, the soul body of the Qing Python King seems to be a little empty."

As if he didn't care about the poison on his body, the unknown evil ghost chuckled and said, and when the ghost kings heard this, the fear that the original poison of the blue ghost disappeared a little.

The blue python king's face changed, he curled up his snake body, and glanced at the surrounding ghost king coldly again.

"That's right, this ghost poison requires a lot of my soul origin. But no matter what, the remaining soul power of my king can at least poison three ghost kings."

Listening to the cold voice of the Qing Python King, Xiao Jiujiu in the hearts of the Ghost Kings immediately suppressed again.

Although they act very well, their wisdom is not bad, and they understand the implications of the Green Python King.

Although they are very afraid of the ghosts and poisons of the Green Python King, the ghost kings obviously have no intention of sacrificing themselves as "ghosts".

After so long, the blue poisonous spots finally spread to the whole body of the unknown evil ghost.

It used all its last strength and could only move its eyes, and its throat vibrated slightly, making a slight "hoho" sound.

Then, in the relief eyes of many ghost kings, the blew of the dark wind in the Abyss of Wanjie, turned into blue gray all over the sky and disappeared.

The Fire Evil King, who had been prepared, instantly condensed a large net with a diameter of several meters, and one net turned the blue and gray nets into which the nameless evil ghost turned together.

Then he threw the pile of ashes into the middle and stood there silently.

"We are planning and planning step by step, forcing these two little ghosts, and even forcing a real monster and a ghost king died, just for this pile of ashes."

King Dali looked at the pile of blue gray in the fire evil wire mesh and said with some emotion.

The Ice King was not concerned about its hypocritical behavior, and the Ice Crew's grimace sneered:

"It was unexpectedly smooth to die only one waste after getting great power. As I thought, it was normal to die seven or eight before facing the guards."

"The longer you practice the Blood Spirit Sutra, the more you can feel the terror of the Blood Spirit Sutra. Two evil foundation-building ghosts can still challenge the Ghost King because they rely on the second level, let alone the third level? It is a lucky thing to be able to complete the task now."

It then looked around at the Ghost Kings and said in a cold tone: "I won't say much about the extra words. Everyone is a grasshopper on the same rope. Next, it is the most important thing to crack the secrets about the third layer of the "Blood Spirit Sutra" in the ashes. If anyone is a bad thing, don't blame me for showing mercy!"
Chapter completed!