This is a black figure, with a dead aura all over my body, and even my eyes are invisible. It is submerged in the dark ghost fog. It can only be vaguely distinguished that it is a human-shaped creature, exuding a powerful evil aura.

After this humanoid creature appeared, the ancient demon outside the hall seemed a little restless and obviously fearful. He took a step back. The black light covering its demon body was a little messy, and his blood-red eyes were full of hostility.

The surrounding ghosts trembled clearly. They looked pale and looked in that direction. Even a few of the dead spirits stopped in place, showing a look of fear, and were trembling.

Everyone present showed a look of alertness and looked at the black figure vigilantly. They did not feel any energy fluctuations, but no one dared to look down on it. The weapons in their hands were radiant and extremely afraid.

The smell of rottenness became stronger, and the death breath surging. A white claw of the black shadow was emitting blue smoke. The rotten meat on it fell on the ground, which was very tragic, but it was soon covered by black ghost fog.

Jiang Xiaofan sneered in his heart. The Buddhist scriptures were indeed the nemesis of all evil things. He only covered the Demon Sword with a thin layer of golden divine power. He did not expect that he could bring such damage to the black ghost.

The ghost stood up slowly, and the yin energy in this space became even stronger. The next moment, something surprising happened. The black ghost took a slightly forward step and disappeared out of thin air, as if he had traveled through the space.

"Come again?"

Almost at the same time, Jiang Xiaofan sneered. Although he couldn't see it, once the Buddhist scriptures were running, he could naturally sense such evil power. The demon sword in his hand instantly emitted a dazzling silver light, mixed with golden divine power, and swung it backwards.

"Bang……"

Once again, the black ghost was swept into the air and flew backwards. The black mist surging around it, revealing a piece of dry arms, covered with a layer of rotten flesh, and blood vessels on it lined up, looking a little terrifying and ferocious.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Jiang Xiaofan with some shock. None of them could see this ghost, and they couldn't even notice its aura. However, the person in front of him swung his sword cleanly and smashed it out directly.

Jiang Xiaofan himself was also surprised. The demon sword in his hand was extremely sharp, almost everything was broken and invincible. However, the black mist outside the ghost shadow seemed to be a natural ghost armor, which belonged to the category of divine power, and he could not cut it in!

The ghost disappeared again, but this time, it did not attack Jiang Xiaofan. A scream rang out from the crowd, and his body was sucked dry. With a puff, it fell to the ground, and its body was smashed to pieces, like dry tofu.

“Woo woo…”

At this moment, the dark spirit surrounding them moved and swarmed in. The pairs of dark claws crossed the dim space, cold and cold. They had no expressions, and no emotional fluctuations, and all attacked everyone.

"ah!"

Screams sounded from time to time, and the single ghost was naturally difficult to hurt everyone, but there were too many ghosts rushing over, and there were also powerful undead hidden in the darkness and the terrifying ghost shadows. The threat they brought was too great.

There were dozens of cultivators in the hall, all of whom were strong people above the realm of Juechen. Although there were many Yin spirits, they still kept falling down. After a few hours, no new Yin spirits poured in, and there were too many casualties.

"puff……"

The silver light of the Heavenly Demon Sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand flashed, and he cut off the three ghosts rushing over, and slapped the backhand. The space of the powerful body vibrated was buzzing, slapping the ghost next to him into pieces.

The hall was stained with blood, and half of the dozens of cultivators died here, most of them were killed by ghosts, sucking away all their essence and blood, turning into mummies, and shattering as soon as they touched them.

On the west side of the hall, the long halberd in Qi Teng's hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling divine light, piercing a powerful undead spirit through his eyebrows, shaking the murderous intent, causing the undead spirit to shatter and disappear from this world.

A green dragon sword appeared in Qin Luo's hand. This was a treasure weapon, which was naturally powerful. With his cultivation level of the fifth level of the illusion god, it was unparalleled. One of the undead spirits was smashed and black blood flowed all over the ground.

The other two powerful people in the realm of the illusion god are not simple either. One of them sacrificed a treasure seal, and the holy light flowed through them, like a blue sky pressing down, shaking a powerful undead into a pool of flesh mud.

There is no doubt that this is a powerful treasure.

During this process, there were fewer and fewer ghosts and almost all were killed, but many cultivators in the hall also died. In just a short moment, only a dozen cultivators were still standing here at this moment.

"ah!"

A shrill scream resounded throughout the hall. The powerful illusionist who had been shattered before was full of fear. A dark ghost claw passed through behind him, bringing out a large piece of blood and a piece of heart fragment.

On the Ziwei Star, cultivators in the Phantom God Realm are already considered masters and can almost sweep across the ground, but in this burial corpse that is suspected to be a madman thousands of years ago, it is nothing, and there are even more terrifying ghosts.

The man fell in a pool of blood, his body was filled with blood, his eyes were filled with horror, and his mouth was constantly surging.

"puff……"

A long halberd swung, flashing with a cold light, and slashed off the man's head.

Qi Teng had no expression on his face, as if he had done something insignificant, turned around and continued to kill the ghost next to him. No one said anything about it. Whether it was the murderer or the person who was killed, it had nothing to do with them, and they were happy to see Qi Teng and take action to eliminate potential threats for them.

The ancient monster outside the hall has not left, but the blood light in his eyes has become stronger and stronger, with a bloodthirsty light, staring at the hall with a tight brilliance, occasionally taking a step forward and roaring.

Suddenly, Qin Luo felt his scalp numbness, and a cold claw touched his chest, and a rotten smell spread out, causing his hair to stand up all over his body and retreat quickly.

His speed was very fast, but he was still a step slower. A violent feeling of pain came from his chest, and the bright red blood spread rapidly, dyeing large pieces of clothes red. The clothes there were broken and the chest was covered in blood.

"Qin Fengsie, are you okay?"

Jiang Xiaofan took a step forward and slapped the ghosts surrounding him.

Qin Luo gritted his teeth, and his chest suddenly became black and spread rapidly around. This was the corpse poison left by the ghost, which was much scarier than the undead. With his cultivation level of the fifth level of the illusion god, it was difficult to suppress and could not resist it.

It has to be said that the ghost shadow hidden in the dark is really terrifying. With just one blow, Qin Luo, who is in the fifth level of the Phantom God, lost his resistance, and pressed against the ground with the dragon sword, sweating from his forehead, and instantly became weak.

His face quickly turned pale, and he supported his body with a dragon sword, gasping heavily. He used the cultivation level of the fifth level of the illusion god to suppress the corpse poison, but it had little effect. The blackness around him was still spreading.

Qi Teng was expressionless and rushed over with a long halberd. This was also a treasure. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his murderous intent was not concealed at all. The treasure in his hand pointed at Qin Luo who was half squatting on the ground.

"What do you want to do!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, blocking Qin Luo.

"Kill evil!" Qi Teng said coldly.

"You dare!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, and he raised the demon sword in his hand, pointing straight at Qi Teng.

"He was poisoned by corpse and should be killed!"

Qi Teng still has only one sentence.

There were still more than a dozen people standing in the hall, their faces becoming a little cold. At this moment, someone ruthlessly said: "Brother Dao, let's get out of the way. Your friend was poisoned by corpse. It is a threat to us and must be removed!"

"In order to ensure everyone's safety, Brother Qi Teng reluctantly sent his junior brother to the road and killed his relatives for justice. He is our role model. He should respect us. It is related to everyone's safety. Please do not stop him!"

"Destroy relatives for justice?" Jiang Xiaofan sneered, glanced at Qi Teng, and said disdainfully: "In my eyes, he is cruel and ruthless, and he doesn't recognize his relatives, just a villain!"

Qin Luo was in a bad condition, but when he heard Jiang Xiaofan's words, he raised his head with difficulty and grinned: "Boy said it well. He didn't like him when he first came in."

Qi Teng's expression suddenly subsided, staring at Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Luo coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"You are too much. Brother Qi is a high disciple of Ziwei Sect. The Ziwei Sect has been passed down for a long time. The disciples in the sect are all righteous talents. Brother Qi Teng is one of the best. He is not the villain you call him. He helps his two junior brothers to be free and eliminate the pain of being tortured by corpse poison. This is a great kindness and righteousness, and should be respected by us!"

"That's right, Brother Qi Teng comes from Ziwei Sect and is amazing and is one of the strongest people known to the younger generation this year. Brother Qi does this for our safety and deserves our respect. Fellow Taoist, you are so selfish, and you will protect the people behind you so much. What you do will bring crisis to all of us, and you are enemies of everyone here!"

"He is in the realm of the illusion god. Once there is a change, it will be even more terrible. Fellow Daoist should make it aside quickly and let Brother Qi Teng kill the evil. Are you trying to be an enemy of all of us here? Did you block it?"

"Killing him is to help him get rid of it. This is righteousness. You should retreat quickly, otherwise I will have to offend you!"

These people were fighting side by side with them before, but now they look cold. Some are guarding against ghosts in the dark, and more people are casting cold eyes, pointing the weapons in their hands at Qin Luo behind Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan sneered and said disdainfully: "What are you? You are all dirty-minded. Some people are worried about their lives. Some people are always thinking about how to curry favor with powerful sects and be worthy of being righteous?"

"you!"

Many people immediately looked a little ugly, angry, and were so despised by others, pointing out what they were thinking, and if a loud slap in the face, it would be a sensation on their cheeks, and it would hurt so much.
Chapter completed!