"Yunhai, are you here?"

The white-haired old man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as fire, but his eyes always stayed on Jiang Ning, and he smiled slightly.

"Very good. My nephew has grown up and is as handsome as his father. Is he getting married? My female disciple..."

"Senior brother!" Ling Yunhai suddenly interrupted the white-haired old man and spoke with great sadness, "You died thirty thousand years ago...your bloodline has disappeared!"

"..." The white-haired old man paused there, his eyes a little cloudy, then suddenly clear, he looked at Ling Yunhai with emotion, and then continued to look at Jiang Ning beside Ling Yunhai.

"No wonder, no wonder, I said that I

Why have you never seen this little nephew... It turns out that I am already dead."

"Seventy-three Immortal Pagodas, my undead dojo. Unexpectedly, I was unable to compete with Junior Brother Ling during my lifetime, but after my death, I had a chance!"

After the white-haired old man finished speaking quietly, his eyes suddenly turned into ghost fire. In an instant, an invisible field surrounded Jiang Ning and his son. However, before that, Ling Yunhai had already let go of Jiang Ning and pushed him out of the dead spirit.

Beyond the ghosts!

"My son, this person is your uncle Helongzi. He was your father who you loved most. Today, you have to fight with him. You must watch the battle carefully and don't miss this good fortune!"

After Ling Yunhai finished speaking, he was already trapped in the ghost world. The Seven Ancient Saint Killing Techniques were flowing majestically in his body. The seven vast shadows of the ancient saint souls suddenly walked out of the void. It was a more terrifying battle than the Dao Zun War. It spanned 30,000 years, and maybe even more terrifying.

The long-lasting fateful showdown has officially begun!

Jiang Ning hurriedly sat cross-legged and watched the battle with all his concentration. His cultivation level was still too low. He could barely see their shadows during the battle between these two powerful men!

On the contrary, the holy power and the bursts of ghostly death energy made him fascinated. This is a battle between strong men!

Even though he was sitting outside the undead ghosts, he could still feel the glorious combat power and ancient charm of this battle!

On the contrary, the two powerful figures fighting among them seemed to realize that he could not see the battle clearly, so they actually slowed down their moves. Every move, every style, every magical power, every tactic was as if they were in front of his eyes.

Just like a demonstration, it is like a master teaching a disciple, allowing him to watch the battle carefully and understand the charm of the Tao!

"So, death energy can still be used like this?"

"I've obviously never learned the Seven Killing Techniques of the Ancient Saints. Why is it that my body is practicing the exercises by itself?"

"What an ancient saint! What a dead spirit! Can we still fight like this?"

Jiang Ning stared blankly at the two figures fighting among the undead ghosts. The more they fought, the more excited and crazier they became. His father Ling Yunhai was already laughing maniacally, and the undead master Bohe Longzi was equally hearty. The two were once equally powerful.

It is a pity that my senior brother died and was unable to compete with his junior brother during his lifetime!

Now they meet again after death. They have a decisive battle and teach their nephew Taoism and magical powers at the same time. The two of them have fulfilled their long-cherished wish and fought until they went crazy!

At the end, Jiang Ning once again couldn't see clearly the killing between them, and they started fighting for real. Jiang Ning was left alone to sit outside the ghosts of the dead, closing his eyes and pondering what he had just seen and heard, and comprehending everything.

Learn what you want!

In a battle, the sky became dark and the earth became dark, the sun and the moon collapsed, until the world of this seventy-three-story fairy pagoda turned into nothingness, and was crushed into void dust by the two's tyrannical divine passage methods. Even the undead ghosts collapsed.

The talents will stop fighting, stand and stare at each other for an unknown amount of time, and burst out laughing at the same time!

"Junior brother, you are well! The Seven Killing Techniques of the Ancient Saint are well-deserved. I have been defeated by you many times back then. I have always dreamed of having a real duel with you. I never thought that if I died, I would have a chance, but instead

Still, I lost to you!"

The old man He Longzi clasped his fists with regret on his face, his face full of emotion and regret!

"Senior brother, I'm too modest. If I hadn't saved my life in this battle, I would have already lost to my senior brother, the Netherworld Path of the Dead! The Netherworld Path of the Dead, ranked seventy-three among the three thousand avenues. I think it is ranked low. If senior brother had not passed away,

, now I am afraid that it has already reached the state of transformation, and it is not impossible to improve this magical power to the top ten!"
Chapter completed!