On the Nine Netherworld Yellow Spring, a war is in full swing.

This is a battle between a hundred ghosts' night boat and a Fufeng ghost wolf ship.

Thousands of ghost soldiers were entangled in chaos, with the whistling of ghosts everywhere, the gust of the cold wind and the death qi flowed.

In the Yellow Spring Water at the center of these ghost soldiers, a Death Warrior was floating and rising in the water, constantly changing its shape. Suddenly it turned into a scythe, and then it turned into a huge mourning gate nail.

The ghost soldiers fought for each other, and the death weapon kept changing its master.

It's just that no ghost can hold it for more than a second.

Despite this, the ghost soldiers were still rushing forward one after another, and the ghost generals from all over the world even used the magic of the underworld to kill the opponent with all their strength.

Even in the sky, there were two ghosts fighting in teams.

"Iron Ba, it's mine to rob it, don't even want to snatch it away!"

A yaksha shouted loudly, it was Moroshi.

His blue-gray body was as hard as steel, and the steel fork in his hand emitted rounds of powerful force and smashed it towards the ghost master opposite.

The ghost master who fought against him was an iron-armored corpse that had been practicing for thousands of years. He had cultivated into the Red Evil Qi, his whole body was more solid than gold and iron, and he came and went like flying. He was not afraid of Moroshi's steel fork, and directly resisted with his copper skin and iron bones. His movement was like wind, and his claws were highly poisonous, and he howled from time to time when attacking.

The Yasha clan has always been characterized by its physical strength in the underworld, and the iron-armored corpse is also known for its copper-skinned iron bones. Once the two guys face each other, it will be a head-on battle. They will see both sides going back and forth, and each move is filled with wild energy.

Seeing that Namoroshi could not take the thousand-year-old corpse for a moment, he felt impatient in his heart. He suddenly shouted loudly, grabbed the sky with his big hand, and saw black mist rising above the four fields, sweeping towards the center of the battle. Purple electric lights were leaping faintly in the black mist.

The black fog continues to condense, and the inner purple light becomes more and more, getting thicker and thicker.

In the end, the black mist condensed into a super large black ball, and the purple electric light had formed a huge light prison.

Moroshi screamed fiercely: "Purple electric power transforms into prison, Lei Wei is invincible, kill it for me!"

Although Yasha is known for its strong body, it does not mean that they cannot save magic. As nobles in the underworld, their biggest characteristic is that they can practice like humans.

I saw that the huge purple light ball had turned into endless light and fell towards the thousand-year-old armored corpse.

Seeing this fierce purple lightning, the thousand-year-old armored corpse roared into the air. In the violent roar, a huge wave of force aroused in its body, as if it was solidly condensed around its body. Then the thousand-year-old armored corpse squirted its arms and wrapped up the condensed wave of force and faced the purple lightning in the sky.

boom!

A fierce collision broke out between heaven and earth.

The purple lightning fell on the thousand-year-old armored corpse, and was blown away by him with his fists, scattered and shattered!

This armored corpse is like a roaring giant, facing the mighty and fearless face of the fierce and powerful sky.

However, no matter how strong he was, the purple lightning in the sky seemed to fall endlessly. The armored corpse gradually lost its strength in the continuous bombardment, and its resistance began to be weak. The lightning no longer dissipated, and it fell one after another on the thousand-year-old armored corpse. Even the armored corpse was strong, and the whole body was blown to pieces. The originally undestroying tough body gradually became fragmented, and its wild roar became low.

But Moroshi continued to bombard him politely. The use of this spell also consumed a lot of mana. His face was already pale, but the excitement of victory seriously stimulated him.

He laughed wildly and shouted, "Die, die, die all!"

The purple light suddenly dispersed, not just targeting the armored corpse, but also enclosed all the hostile ghosts in the area.

The ghosts could not resist such powerful methods as Moroshi, and they all died one by one.

In the end, Moroshi won the battle.

Seeing the hooking of his hand, Moroshi couldn't help laughing proudly.

At this moment, a voice came slowly: "Congratulations to my fifth brother, I have another death weapon."

Moroshi's heart tightened and suddenly looked into the sky. He saw Tang Jie standing with his hands in the distance, looking at him with a smile on his face. But his smile under the image of the Yaksha was as ferocious as he looked.

Seeing "Moroshi" suddenly appear, Moroshi suddenly shivered.

At that moment, he sensitively noticed something wrong.

Moroshi said in a deep voice: "Morozhi, do you want to compete with me for your baby? According to the rules, this break is mine. I have officially collected it, so you can't intervene again."

He said as he pointed at his forehead a little bit, pierced his forehead, brought out a drop of blood, and threw it at the bottom.

I saw the hook suddenly emit a bloody light.

Then the ghost man who had previously held the hook suddenly screamed and fell on the deck and kept thrusting.

As it twitched, a large piece of white smoke emerged from the ghost's body. In the smoke, you can see the ghost's body twisting continuously, emitting strange ripples, and gradually transforming into a dog-headed deadpool.

So that's how Deadpool came from.

After the dog-headed Deadpool appeared, he stood up again, held the scythe and stood behind Moroshi, officially representing its position.

Seeing this step, Moroshi breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he could have been interrupted just now. If that were the case, the theoretical one would not be his. Morozhi could indeed take action to snatch it. But now the Death God Soldier has recognized his master, and Morozhi can't take action according to the rules.

Moroshi laughed and said, "The hook-off is no longer yours, so don't leave quickly!"

Tang Jie tilted his head: "Have I said that I came to steal the Death Soldier?"

Moroshi was stunned and looked at Tang Jie: "What do you want?"

Tang Jie said in a loud voice: "What else can it be... Of course it is your life!"

After saying that, Tang Jie had already raised the seal of killing evil and pressed it down in the air.

Once the evil-killing seal with sacred power was exerted, the vast aura fell from the sky, immediately causing the ghosts to roar.

Moroshi even turned even more and said, "How is that possible?"

No matter how hostile they are, he and Morozhi are brothers, and they know each other's background. How could Morozhi emit such a sacred attack energy that specifically restrains the ghost clan?

While shocked, the terrifying blow from Tang Jie had fallen wildly. With a handprint slapped, the ghosts below were caught off guard and almost died in one blow.

Especially when they had just experienced a battle, their strength has been greatly reduced, their mana is not strong, and even their formation has become scattered.

If a low-level ghost soldier cannot form a war, it means a mess of sand. He cannot take advantage of the quantitative change to form a qualitative change, and is destined to be cleaned up.

Tang Jie took action at the right time. He killed 30% of the ghost soldiers in Moroshi in just an instant, and even several ghost generals died. The casualties were shocking.

"Kill him!" Moroshi shouted.

The three Deadpools and the remaining ghosts rushed out together.

However, what greeted them was Tang Jie who rushed out of the black fog on a boat, and the three ghost kings met with three Deadpools at the same time.

Moroshi was shocked when he saw that Tang Jie was on the boat, and he didn't have time to think about why this was the case. He shouted and handed out the steel fork. A strong air flow surged out from the steel fork, piercing Tang Jie.

With its ghost king-level strength, it is difficult to deal with Tang Jie head-on.

But at that moment, facing Moroshi's attack, Tang Jie murmured: "Demon-Destroying Fist!"

A punch was blown out!

The catalog of War Emperors, which was once hidden by Tang Jie, finally appeared again at this moment, but it was different.

As Tang Jie punched him, a sudden storm broke out from his fist, and a dragon-shaped energy rolled out from his fist, roaring out of Tang Jie's body, facing Moroshi's steel fork.

The angry dragon roared and the divine power was swept. Moroshi was shocked to find that the attack he had made with all his strength was crushed by this punch. Not only that, the terrifying force even roared along his steel fork and crushed him.

"Ao!" Moroshi shouted, stimulating the strength of his whole body to fight against him.

The Demon-Destroying Fist fell straight down and hit Moroshi, like mountains and rivers, pressing him down, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood. But Moroshi shook his body a few times and still held it. His face was as ugly as gold, as if he was about to fall down the next moment.

Tang Jie smiled: "It's not bad, it's a pity."

He blew.

A gust of wind blew from the horizon.

The wind was not strong, but when it fell on Moroshi, his face suddenly changed drastically and he fell down with a bang.

It turned out that resisting Tang Jie's punch just now had already stimulated all his strength. At this moment, he could no longer hold on with just a slight move.

In fact, with its strength, it would not have been defeated by Tang Jie's Demon-Destroying Fist. However, he had fought with the thousand-year-old zombie before, and his power was consumed too much and he was unable to succeed. When facing the Demon-Destroying Fist that Tang Jie had all his strength, it would naturally be difficult to support him. Otherwise, Tang Jie's punch would not be consumed lightly. If he was allowed to hold on, it would be unknown who would win.

At this moment, Moroshi looked at the Tang Jie in the sky and was frightened and angry, shouting: "You are not my brother!"

He finally realized.

Morozhi cannot use this method, so the only explanation is that the other party is not Morozhi.

"I finally understand." Tang Jie smiled and said, "Speaking of this, all this is because of you."

As he said that, he revealed it casually, and the yakshapi had retreated, showing Tang Jie's face and a familiar human aura.

"It's you..." Hearing Tang Jie's words and feeling the familiar aura again, Moroshi suddenly understood.

The person in front of me is clearly the human that I noticed but could not find!

At that moment, he understood that Morozhi failed to chase and killed him, but he was killed. Then the other party pretended to be Morozhi and got in!

What a bold and cunning method!

Moroshi shouted with all his might: "What else do you see? He is a human, human!"

But there is no ghost physics.

On the night boat of Tang Jie's Hundred Ghosts, all the ghosts had been controlled by him with the psychic grass and were absolutely loyal to him.

"Don't waste your energy." Tang Jie Youran said: "I'd better send you to see your brother."

With a slash, a light like a knife was slashed out.
Chapter completed!