The five powerful magic weapons self-destructed under the strong urging of the four mid-level ghost king monks, and immediately swept through an area of dozens of feet in radius with a destructive force.
Under the impact of the powerful energy self-destruction, the thick fog was burned up in an instant. Within a radius of one or two hundred feet, it almost instantly became a vacuum. The strong hot wind spread towards the surroundings, even if
It enveloped more than twenty monks on the spot.
Suddenly seeing five magic weapons self-destructing at the same time, not to mention the mid-level monks of Ghost Lord, even the five great monks, their expressions suddenly changed slightly.
Everyone was not far apart from each other, so naturally no one could escape due to the deliberate efforts of the four monks.
Following several angry shouts, everyone present fled towards the distance and tried their best to use their own defense methods.
The self-destruction of Ghost Lord Monk's magic weapon is very powerful, but it is far from enough to kill all the Ghost Lord monks who have experienced hundreds of battles on the spot.
After the monks escaped from the explosion range, although they were all disgraced, no one died or was seriously injured.
"Hmph, I thought I could escape just like this, what a dream!" With a loud shout, the middle-aged monk in the lead suddenly moved and wanted to run towards the four middle-aged ghost kings who had already run more than a hundred feet away.
The monk galloped away.
But at this moment, a faint voice resounded on the spot: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to take action, leave those four people to my hands."
As soon as the words were spoken, the black mist surrounding everyone suddenly rolled up, and screams of screams suddenly resounded on the spot. One after another figures appeared, flying towards the four ghost king monks who were running fast.
Jump away.
Only at this moment did everyone really know that there were countless ghosts and ghosts hidden in the surrounding black mist. With these ghosts alone, the old man in black robe could easily capture a mid-level ghost king monk.
There is no need to negotiate with the people in front of you.
His move was nothing more than an attempt to form an alliance with those great monks.
Just as the old man was speaking, the two powerful weapons that attacked the old man in black robes were already entangled in the air by the two strange black mists that the old man casually threw out.
Looking at the hundreds of ghosts appearing in front of them, except for the five great monks of the late stage of Ghost Lord, everyone showed a look of fear. Although there were only a few of these ghosts who were in the realm of Ghost Lord,
The Ghost King exists, but the auras revealed by other ghosts are all in the late stage of the Ghost Commander.
Faced with the fierce attacks of so many ghosts who are not afraid of death, the ghost king monks are unable to resist for a long time at their own expense.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Four extremely huge energy explosions sounded almost in no particular order. The four mid-stage ghost king monks who had no hope of escaping finally chose to self-destruct, even the two Dan Yings did not escape.
The powerful attack generated by the four self-destructions immediately strangled the hundreds of ghosts surrounding it. In just the blink of an eye, hundreds of ghosts turned into nothingness.
"Four juniors were so ruthless that they chose to self-destruct. It's a pity that I spent a huge price to subdue hundreds of subordinates." A helpless voice sounded, and the old man in black robe appeared in front of everyone again.
The two magic weapons that were detonated before the four mid-level ghost king monks self-destructed would naturally not cause any harm to them.
Seeing the scene in front of them, the faces of the middle-level Ghost Lord cultivators were even more ugly. Initially, everyone wanted to take advantage of the chaos and flee quickly, but upon seeing this, everyone reluctantly chose to give up.
The black mist surrounding everyone was so thick that even the people's consciousness could only penetrate a few feet. No one knew how many ghosts and ghosts existed in the rolling black mist.
Although it is dangerous to stay here, it is not impossible to survive. If you choose to escape here, you will surely perish here in an instant.
"Fellow Taoist, since we have agreed to your request, you should quickly choose the person who will seize the body. You must know that every time the secret realm is opened, a large number of monks of our level will enter. If a few more of the same level come,
Rank monk, no one can predict what will happen then."
Looking at the old man in black robe, the black-faced old man said coldly.
"Why, fellow Taoist, are you going to threaten me? Although there are many monks who have entered this place, I haven't paid attention to it yet. Although I am not an enemy of you and others together, it is absolutely impossible for you and others to capture me.
Something." The old man in black robe is also a thoughtful person, so he naturally heard the threat from the other party, and replied with a stern flash in his eyes.
"Huh, so what if I threaten you? Even if you didn't exist, I would have found that secret realm. I agreed to you because you are still of some use. You have many men, but you still can't pose any threat to me." Hei.
The old man with the face had always been domineering. After hearing what the other party said, he immediately moved and jumped out of the crowd and headed forward. He seemed to want to fight with the other party.
"Two fellow Taoists, this is not a fight of loyalty. We did not come here to fight. Fellow Taoist, you should quickly choose a monk to take over."
Seeing that the two of them were not talking to each other, the middle-aged monk's eyes narrowed, his body swayed, and he intercepted the black-faced old man, and at the same time spoke to the black-robed old man.
The old man surnamed Guo and others also moved their lips slightly, as if they were trying to persuade the dark-faced old man.
With a slight snort in his nose, the black-faced old man finally returned to where he was originally standing.
When the old man in black robe saw that the other party was giving in, he naturally would not insist on anything. With a sway, he arrived in front of everyone. With a quick glance, he saw Qin Fengming and other eighteen male cultivators in his eyes.
As people in the middle stage of Ghost Lord, each of them has lived for hundreds of years, but now they are treated as a lamb to be slaughtered. You can imagine the anger in everyone's hearts.
But everyone also knew that in front of several great monks, everyone had absolutely no power to resist.
Everyone saw the fate of the four ghost king monks earlier. The combined attack of hundreds and thousands of ghosts was more than one person could resist.
It was only then that everyone finally realized how terrifying the danger in this secret realm of Underworld was.
Seeing the old man in black robe who was filled with a cold aura looking at him, all the Ghost Lord monks looked frightened and their eyes were evasive.
"Haha, it's you."
Following the words of the black-robed old man, everyone's expressions changed drastically. But when they saw that the old man was not pointing at them, everyone let out a sigh of relief. Some even showed a sense of gloating in their eyes.
The person pointed by the black-robed old man was none other than Qin Fengming, who was standing not far behind everyone.
Seeing the old man in black robe pointing his finger at him, Qin Fengming's expression changed drastically. A look of panic suddenly appeared, and his originally pale face lost all color in an instant.
"This junior looks young, but he has already reached the middle stage of Ghost Lord cultivation. I think his physical potential can be greatly improved. I am a very suitable person for him."
Looking at Qin Fengming, the old man in black robe couldn't help but reveal a look of extreme joy in his eyes. As he spoke, a black mist swept towards Qin Fengming.