One after another, they activated the divine gang and rushed towards the weapon spirit!

Ye Xinghe was not in a hurry to take action. He sat cross-legged and watched the changes.

In the central area, everyone fought together, shouting to kill, and used all their methods to compete for the weapon spirit!

The young man in purple robe is holding two axes, and the golden light on the axes is bright!

Every time he waved, it was like a god descending into the world, splashing blood all over the sky!

The onlookers all looked on with ferocious smiles on their faces and joined the battle circle.

There was only one person, Ye Xinghe, sitting cross-legged and motionless, like an old monk in meditation.

In his body, the power of luck turned into a ferocious dragon, swimming all over his body.

A faint golden light shone on Ye Xinghe's skin.

There is a hint of pure soul power hidden in the golden light, and the blend of blood and soul power is quite mysterious.

With a thought in his mind, the soul of the ten thousand year old ghost king in the Tao Palace came out from his body.

In an instant, the Ghost King appeared and roared to the sky!

Everyone who was fighting suddenly stopped and turned their heads.

However, when everyone saw that Ye Xinghe was practicing, they were completely in disbelief.
Chapter completed!