It is well known that the ghost flag holy King cultivates evil skills and makes himself half human and half ghost. This ghost flag is the treasure condensed with his refined blood and has the inheritance of the ghost flag holy king.

If you can get the ghost flag, even if you can't practice evil skills, you can release the ghost Qi at will, and turn a hundred miles into a dead place without people. The power is particularly terrible.

Thinking like this, but no one in the crowd did it. This ghost flag condenses the efforts of the ghost flag Saint King for countless years. Even if the ghost flag Saint King has died, I'm afraid it contains terrible power.

What's more, this is the underworld palace!

With the temperament of the holy king of ghost flags, how can you put ghost flags in the hall at will and let others take them? Most of them are hidden dangers.

Even the Mongolian war did not act rashly. On the surface, he was rough, but in fact, he was as careful as a needle. How could he not know the danger inside.

"According to ancient books, the ghost flag holy king is an evil and strange man who specializes in violent things, and his cultivation skills are extremely vicious. However, why is there a heaven and earth vision of Nine Dragons covering the sky outside his nether palace?"

Ye Chen stared at the skeleton and his eyes kept flashing. He didn't know what. He always felt something wrong.

At this time, Lin Aoyu slowly walked forward. On his body, a hot breath bloomed and swept towards the skeleton. The flame spear had already made a low sound.

When others saw this scene, they all stepped back and watched the change.

Lin Aoyu's body suddenly burst into a fierce flame. The flame poured down like rain. Each flame burned death into nothingness and directly wrapped the ghost flag King's body.

In an instant, there was a great fire, and the whole palace was illuminated by the fire.

The roaring sound sounded, and the crowd only felt that the hall was shaking wildly, and trembling more and more.

Whew!

In front of the crowd, the surging flame was suddenly torn, and a dark evil smell burst out of the ghost flag, sweeping like a strong wind, shaking everyone out.

Ye Chen stood at the end of the crowd. When the evil smell approached, he immediately stepped back. However, the smell was like a tarsal maggot and directly adsorbed on Ye Chen.

A heart of pain came, and the leaves looked down. The evil breath was like a living creature, absorbing the essence of his flesh and blood, and he wanted to enter the body.

"Looking for death!" Ye Chen looked cold, his flesh and blood tightened, immediately shook the evil breath out of his body, and swallowed the profound meaning at the same time, swallowed the death in the void, and retreated to the rear.

However, not everyone has such means. After more people are attached by the evil smell, they all make a sad and shrill cry. Even some strong people who break the air are directly invaded by the evil smell, and their vitality is passing quickly.

Boom!

Those terrible flames dissipated, and the ghost flags floated directly into the void, trembling slightly, as if ghost shadows appeared, screamed bitterly, and swept away in all directions.

"These ghosts should be the spirit of the ghost flag. Do it together, or we'll all go in vain." Lin Aoyu shouted at the crowd, stabbed out a long gun and killed the ghost.

"Swallow the devil!" Meng Zhan roared. A figure in white appeared on his head, holding a sword in his left hand and holding a book, like a saint. When waving at will, those ghosts were afraid and ran back immediately.

This saint's virtual shadow should be the right martial soul of Mongolian war. The Taoist heart is a kind of devil, one right and one evil. It's really mysterious.

When the two started, other strong people also moved. Many of them broke the empty space. Together, the whole void was torn. As soon as the ghosts touched the crack in the space, they disappeared.

However, there are too many ghosts, and each ghost has endless dead Qi. Once it is invaded into the body, it will become a dead body in just a few breathing times.

After the death of these strong people, their vitality will turn into death and reintegrate into this void. Therefore, the number of ghosts is increasing, while the number of people is decreasing rapidly.

"No wonder the holy king of the ghost flag can cross for decades. Even facing the siege of many clans, he can retreat." Meng Zhan whispered, and saw that he was dignified, and countless ghosts were going to be annihilated between waving his palms, and he was approaching the ghost flag step by step.

When he was about to catch the ghost flag, a dark light bloomed on the ghost flag, forming a dense net, which just stopped the pace of Mongolian war.

"Break it for me!" Meng Zhan roared and stretched out his hand to tear the big net.

But he obviously underestimated the power of the ghost flag. The moment his hands touched Senluo's big net, his whole face became pale, and the light of righteousness on his body became much weaker.

"Brother Meng, it seems that the ghost flag doesn't have much sense of submission to you. Let me come." at this time, Lin Aoyu's voice sounded from behind Meng Zhan.

He had been waiting for a long time. He saw that Meng Zhan was stopped by the big net and stepped on the void. With him as the center, thousands of array patterns diffused and opened. In an instant, he formed a purple array. The array eyes trembled and condensed into a startling giant palm and grabbed the ghost flag.

Almost instantaneously, Jingtian giant palm easily passed through the big net, and all the ghost Qi turned into nothingness. The terrible real yuan force burst out, making the bones tremble and seem to be completely broken.

"Dugu Qiu, do you want to watch the ghost flag fall into the hands of the Lin family?" Meng Zhan looked at Dugu Qiu, which seemed to have a restraining effect on him. He couldn't get rid of it and was bound by death.

"Do it!" Dugu Qiu immediately nodded, and the sword Qi broke through the void. The whole hall trembled wildly. More than ten experts waved their swords at the same time. The fierce sword Qi wanted to cut the whole palace in half.

"Now that I've done it, I won't forget you." Lin Aoyu said confidently.

Around him, towering yuan arrays suddenly emerged. In each Yuan array, a yuan array expert sat down and protected Lin Aoyu in a mysterious arrangement.

The roaring sound sounded, and the fierce and startling sword Qi could not break through these yuan arrays. Lin Aoyu was forcibly stopped, and Lin Aoyu, unharmed, further approached the ghost flag.

"Close the array!" Ye Chen was slightly surprised. Every array in front of him was an array eye, which turned the array into an array eye, and then condensed an incomparably huge close array.

With such combined array protection, Lin Aoyu will not be affected no matter how strong the opponent's offensive is.

What an amazing means. It is estimated that Lin Aoyu had expected this scene and secretly sent people to set up many element arrays. At the moment when the Mongolian war failed to succeed, he completely revealed his cards.

Looking at this scene in the void, ye Chen was amazed. In the depths of his eyes, a cold color passed by.

Hiding his body shape, he quietly came to the front of Lin Aoyu. His fingers gently pointed out, and array patterns diffused away. These array patterns were not condensed into the array, but integrated into the array.

"Out!" a low cry, ye Chen's palm suddenly patted forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the surprised eyes of the crowd, the defensive array was broken, the towering combined array no longer existed, and the fierce sword spirit was not bound. Suddenly, a terrible force broke out and easily broke Lin Aoyu's amazing palm.