The fog of Shura fills the entire void. Even in the dark night sky of the ghost city, it makes people feel depressed.

At this time, the Xuanqing Seal completely dispersed and the ghost city was peaceful. The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect finally had a chance to breathe and slowly stood up straight. The jade sign above his head once again held back the sinking purple flowers.

Looking at the Netherworld Mountain hidden in the thick fog, the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect said nothing, but the black cloak was swirling, just like his heart that was rolling endlessly at this moment.

Meng Hun sealed the Netherworld Mountain, so the inheritance of the Immortal Ghost Sect is naturally unhindered! He understood that Meng Hun was only giving himself an explanation. However, the vast fog covered the mountain and there was no old shadow in the Wansheng Palace.

The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect couldn't help but give birth to a burial that was about to fall, and the lonely tree could not support it! He looked up at Gao Tian, ​​and he knew that there were several powerful people in the Tribulation Realm above the Gao Tian, ​​but they probably wouldn't take action!

Why didn’t the envoy of Ziyou City come to the sea desolation? Why did the two chaotic cultivation auras that just started from Gaotian just now silent?

At this time, the Ghost Saint emitted a strange light from his eyes, two green lights, which were strange and angry flames. But now, no one can do anything to Meng Hun! No one can order Ziyoucheng to do anything!

"We are going to take her away!" Qing Mozi glanced at the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect and the Ghost Saint, and then looked at Yu'er.

When the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect heard this, he sneered, then with one hand, the spear that had just entered the ground had turned into a stream of light and returned to his hand.

The Immortal Ghost Sect presided over the spear in his hand, and then he picked it with one hand! Wherever the spear passed, a red light flashed, and the purple flowers in the void were directly dispersed.

"Huh?" Grandma Qianhua frowned, as if she didn't expect that the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect had such power at this time. Moreover, it seemed that she had a backup plan just now.

The spear looked very much like a magic weapon in the legend of the Three Realms, but Grandma Qianhua just heard of it and was not sure.

The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect didn't even look at Qing Mozi, nor did he pay attention to Grandma Qianhua, but turned around and asked Amu.

"Amu, the saint has already explained it just now. Are you worried? It's not an exaggeration to leave Hei Shui at this time!" The voice of the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect was still so harsh, but what he said was a bit strange.

Everyone was a little puzzled. Why did the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect repeatedly and repeatedly just let Amu leave Heishui? Grandma Qianhua was alone, and Amu would rather die than go. At this time, the Green Demon Son was overwhelming the whole audience, so how could Amu leave?

"Hmph!" Amu sneered and wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth. "It's ridiculous! At this time, I, Amu, not only want to take Yu'er away, but also know the truth. Why is this? Just now, Meng Hun said that Yu'er is my sister!"

"The truth?" The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect sneered, "Meng Hun is a person who is dead and talks nonsense! The truth is the saint of my Immortal Ghost Sect, and it has nothing to do with you! If you insist on it, you will be defeated in the end today!"

The spear in the hand of the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect once again emitted a faint black light, and at the same time, the black hat on his head moved slightly.

Amu raised his eyebrows, and this was definitely not the answer he wanted.

"Meng Hun seals the Netherworld Mountain! However, we can also kill all the Immortal Ghost Sect cultivators here, even..." Amud paused, "I can kill all the mortals who believe in the Immortal Ghost Sect on the Black Water! In the future, as long as I believe in the Immortal Ghost Sect, I will kill one person until I see you kill one person!"

Amu stared at the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect. His voice was not high, but the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect was shocked. He knew that Amu would never speak wildly, but as long as he said it, he would definitely do it.

"In the past two or three months, several sects have been wiped out from the black water. You must have done it!" The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect suddenly said.

"That's right!" Amu said coldly, "My hatred with the Immortal Ghost Sect will never stop until death! The Wansheng Palace is destroyed and the Youming Mountain is sealed. Now the Immortal Ghost Sect members have nowhere to go! They are as numerous as a dog that has lost their family, so there is no need to show mercy!"

"What a death is the end!" The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect let out a strange sneer.

"But--" The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect seemed to have intentionally paused, and a proud power radiated from his body, "If I am here, my Immortal Ghost Sect will be there! I am the Immortal Ghost Sect! Even if I die, I will still be the soul of the Netherworld! If I don't die, the Holy Ones will return and the Netherworld will open!"

If I am here, my Immortal Ghost Sect will be here! I am the Immortal Ghost Sect! Even if I die, I will still be the soul of the underworld! If I don’t die, the Holy Ones will return and the Underworld will open up!

These few words, the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect had a catastrophe power, rolling like thunder, resounding throughout the Black Water Continent. Just now, because Meng Hun sealed the Netherworld Mountain, he suddenly felt that the monks of the Immortal Ghost Sect had no home were all shocked.

That’s right! The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect is here, so the Immortal Ghost Sect is here. Wansheng Palace can be built again! The Seal of Netherworld Mountain will be opened one day.

For a moment, the entire Immortal Ghost Sect cultivator was mobilized by the Immortal Ghost Sect again and had a great fighting spirit. The disciples of the Immortal Ghost Sect who were so scared by Qing Mozi's magical arts instantly got rid of the shadow.

Faith is the greatest power. The greatest source of power of the Immortal Ghost Sect is faith.

Born for the Holy Sect, die for the Holy Sect! Even death is just a samsara of reincarnation. What are you afraid of?

"Holy War! Holy War! Fight for the Holy Sect!"

At this moment, someone shouted loudly, and in an instant, the entire ghost city gathered!

"Fight for the Holy Sect! Fight for the Holy Sect!" Tens of thousands of cultivators shouted.

The rolling cry, like the tide, like the thunder, makes people change their color. It is the endless power of faith that gathers again. The hearts of countless monks gather again.

That is the most powerful force on the Black Water Continent!

The life and death book above the Ghost Saint's head suddenly shone brightly, and his blood soared into the sky. The staff in the hand of the Saint Yuer even emitted dazzling light.

The entire Black Water seemed to fight to the death with Amu and others! The powerful people in the void frowned slightly. At this moment, they could feel that all the powers on the Black Water Continent were gathering here.

"Hu——" The purple flowers in the sky were instantly dissipated by an invisible force.

"Yeah!" Grandma Qianhua frowned. After all, he was not a celestial flower. The charm of the flower is limited, and the time it can support it is limited.

The momentum of the entire ghost city continued to rise, and the glory of the ghost city was dimly revealed again because of the Green Demon's magic. The black light and blood color seemed to be resurrecting.

This will be the last power of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect shook the spear in his hand, but the ink-colored spear tip pointed directly at Amu.

"Do you die or break the net! A life-and-death battle!" Under the hood of the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect, there seemed to be two murderous eyes, looking directly at Amu.

However, Amu did not speak at this time, but kept staring at the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect. Two black and white lights flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to want to see through the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

"You are not qualified to be defeated by the death!" Qing Mozi looked at the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and at the same time stood in front of Amu, and said calmly.

At this time, the sound of the Holy War of the Immortal Ghost Sect was rising and falling. The power was gathered in the ghost city again! But these seemed a bit ridiculous in the eyes of Qing Mozi. It was a dying man's counterattack before his death. Perhaps, some of the momentum was terrifying, but it was a failure in the end.

"Is that true?" The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect sneered in a hoarse voice.

"No matter whether the fish dies or not, the net will be broken! Now, what I need to know is the truth!" Amu's voice was a little cold and strange.

"Qingmo, I want to see his true face! I will see his face!" Amu ordered slowly.

At the same time, the demonic flame on Amu's body rose again. Now Amu is at the beginning of soul cultivation, and his power is far superior to that just now. It seems that there is a strange emotion that is infecting Amu.

Wen Muran frowned after hearing Amu's words, and seemed to feel a little incredible. Xiao Luo's pale face did not have too many expressions.

After hearing Amu's words, the Qingmo's body was slightly shocked.

Although Amu and Qing Mozi were tacitly informed. The Demon Lord Order was on Amu, and Qing Mo was a demon servant, but Amu always treated Qing Mozi with courtesy and called him a senior.

This is the first time that the word "Qingmo" was spoken from Amu. That means that Amu must have Qingmozi do what he said.

"Yes!" Qingmo knew that Amu was so serious, there must be his own reasons, and often he only needed to obey.

The Demon Man's order comes out and he is like seeing the original deity! But with Qing Mozi's cultivation, he has already understood what he has seen with his own eyes. He will never violate Amu's orders.

After hearing Amu's words, the spear in his hand seemed to tremble slightly.

Goodbye, the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect suddenly sacrificed the spear in the void. The spear stood in the void, shaking the light, like a big banner. The eternal death aura and vicissitudes made the entire ghost city emit a thousand-foot black light.

The leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect flew with his hands and a very complicated seal was shaped.

Above the ghost town, a red light flashed, and the originally dark night sky suddenly had a bright color. It was a little red light, gradually spreading.

Gradually, a huge face suddenly appeared in the void, covering the entire ghost city like a projection of the sky.

It was a ghost face, with gray eyes, fangs and blue face, with bloody mouths, and a drop of blood. That kind of ghost face appeared in the sky and covered everything, and that feeling was like the end of the world where ghosts and monsters came to heaven.

"The Supreme Ghost God's Face!" Wen Muran, Qing Demon Son, and Grandma Qianhua know this face. It is the legendary Ghost Lord's inheritance! Wen Muran has seen it with his own eyes.

"The Supreme Ghost and God's Face!" Amu looked up at the sky, and his eyes were reflected with a blood-red face. This was the third time Amu saw this face.

The first time was Shen Yan, and the second time was the gate of Burial of Ancients.

As soon as this face came out, the entire ghost city seemed to have turned into hell on earth and into the ghost world! Ghost cries and the wind was rustling. The ghost city was hundreds of miles in radius, and at this time, countless death auras were scattered from the corners of each portal.

In the ghost town, there are actually no living mortals! Grandma Qianhua once said that they are all walking corpses.

Why, the night in the ghost town is as quiet as death? Because, they were originally dead.

The ghost town uses great magic power to create ghosts on earth, so the time and space here are completely different.

At this moment, the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect finally wanted to use the most secret power of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

Above the clouds, behind those powerful people in the realm of disaster, there was a sedan chair at some point.

At this moment, a long sigh came from the sedan chair!

"It's indeed the inheritance of the Ghost Lord!"

In the void, Amu shook his head, looked at the leader of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and said coldly: "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!