The subordinates of the two great saints of Duanmu Ku were killed by Ming Jue, and he was completely furious, and began to desperately fight with Ming Jue.

The rumbling of the void battle and the violent energy fluctuations shocked many monks in the Holy Venerable Realm.

Almost at the same time, other Saint-Venerable Realm powerhouses also fought more and more crazily, and occasionally a Saint-Venerable Realm would fall.

Xiao Fan and the others didn't care about the high-altitude battle, but stared at the direction where Kamikaze Pluto had fled, and lost their minds for a long time.

He faintly felt that he had overlooked something. In addition to the strong of the Holy Venerable, there are many half-step Holy Venerable monks here.

Just now there was a half-step Saint-Venerable Realm killing the Saint-Venerable Realm. Will there be a half-step Saint-Venerable Realm gaining the nine ghosts?

Even if it appeared, Xiao Fan was not surprised.

After all, Duanmuku can hide strength, so it is normal for other people to hide strength.

"Look, the nine ghosts are beginning to become blurred!"

Suddenly, someone screamed, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The crowd looked up and saw the four nine ghost bodies above the colorful altar. The energy began to dissipate, and there was a faint tendency to dissipate.

When those experts in the Saint Venerable Realm saw this, they all became extremely crazy.

If you missed the opportunity this time, who knows how long will you get the nine ghost bodies.

Thinking of this, the aura of all the Saints realm rose one after another, they no longer hid and tuck them, and their shots became more fierce and decisive.

Now, they just want to save more time, behead the other holy states, or injure them severely.

Only in this way can they have a chance to get the remaining four soul clones.

In just a few breaths, a monk at the Holy Venerable Realm was besieged to death by others, the body of the soul dissipated, but the true spirit was missing.

And this is just the beginning, everyone has all their cards out, and after a while, the Holy Venerable Realm will fall.

"the fifth!"

"sixth!"

Xiao Fan was standing beside the drunkard, but his eyes were staring at all the powerful saints present. He was also very moved when he saw the powerful saints falling down.

That's the Holy Venerable Realm, even if they don't have real physical bodies, they can be placed in the Primordial God Realm, they are also top-level existences.

But now, there are so many Saint Venerable realm powerhouses dying in front of them.

"Holy Venerable Realm is not strong enough!" Xiao Fan shook his head secretly.

It's not that he really thinks that the Holy Venerable Realm is not strong enough, but the Holy Venerable Realm has not yet controlled his own destiny, at least for now.

Their strength is far from that of the Nine You Demon Lord, who is the lord of the Nine You Hell.

To put it bluntly, they were just ants raised by the Nine Nether Demon Lord.

The Jiuyou Demon Lord wanted to kill them, almost just a matter of thought.

"I give up!"

"I quit!"

There was a scream from high above. Although the Saint Venerable Realm powerhouse wanted to get the flesh to leave the Jiuyou Hell, they were even more pitiful.

If you stay here, let alone get the nine ghosts, you don't know if you can leave alive.

As long as you leave alive, you will not succeed this time, and you may not have no chance next time.

What they didn't know was that the soul energy transformed by the dead Holy Venerable Realm all quietly diffused towards a corner.

In that corner, Ru Xi and Princess Bingchan happened to be standing, but these soul energy was swallowed by the cow head and horse face. The two did not know when they fell asleep on the ground, and they snored slightly.

Ruxi, Palace Master Bingchan, and Black Tiger Ghost King all stared at the high-altitude battle attentively, and they didn't notice any changes.

"Ah~"

Several screams came from high above, and those who were about to give up fighting were accidentally killed by other people's attacks.

The battle at this moment is no longer a one-on-one battle, but a group of chaotic battles in the Saint Realm, even if you are willing to give up, you may not be able to survive.

In just a few moments, three more holy noble states fell, and only two were seriously injured and fled.

There were only eight people left in the Holy Venerable Realm present, and the eight people stood in several directions, staring at each other.

"There are four nine ghosts left, and we still have eight people. Each chooses an opponent and kills the other. The winner will get a nine ghosts, how about?" Ming Jue is still alive, Zhongpin Sheng Zun's strength is indeed not vegetarian.

However, Duan Mu Ku was also still not dead, and even if his strength was not a middle-ranking sage, there was almost not much difference.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to fight Ming Jue for so long and survive the chaos.

"it is good!"

"can!"

Not far away, the Ghost Lord Tianyuan and a man wearing a mask nodded without hesitation, confident in their own strength.

These two are not others, they are the Ghost Lord of Tianyuan and the King of Thousand Faces. As the leaders of the five major forces, it is normal for them to survive.

It's just that these two people are notorious enemies, and they have unified opinions at this moment, which is really weird.

"Emperor, how about you?" Ming Jue looked at Long Wudao again.

"I have no problem." Long Wu replied blankly.

He knew what Ming Jue meant. For the leaders of their four great powers, it was enough for each of them to kill one person. In the end, the four of them were able to successfully capture the nine ghosts.

As for whether Duanmuku and the others are willing, Ming Jue would not care at all. In his eyes, the Duanmuku four are already a group of dead people.

"Duanmuku, it seems that you still have to die!" Ming Jue grinned, his state at the moment is not particularly good, not suitable for group battles, but there is no problem in fighting alone.

What's more, he really wanted to kill Duan Muku, and almost broke his plan.

"You may be the one who died." Duan Mu Ku was not afraid, he actually liked this choice very much.

"Really?" Ming Juexie smiled and waved his hand.

Huhu!

A group of figures suddenly shot from a distance, and fell behind Ming Jue. At least a dozen people, all of them were half-step Saint Venerable.

The one headed by him is not someone else, but the Kamikaze Pluto who had previously attacked and killed Duanmuku a subordinate of the Holy Venerable.

When Duanmuku saw this, his face suddenly became gloomy, as if he was more uncomfortable than eating a dead mouse.

In normal times, how could he put a group of half-step holy noble cultivators in his eyes, but now, his injuries are extremely serious, and ten half-step holy noble realms have made him be careful.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan couldn't help but look at the drunk man and said, "Teacher, didn't you say that Mingjue can't get the nine ghosts, according to the current situation..."

Xiao Fan didn't finish the sentence, but the meaning was already very obvious, Ming Jue could get a nine ghost body in all likelihood.

"That's not necessarily." The drunkard squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, still speaking with a certain tone.

"Kill them for the deity!" Almost at the same time, Ming Jue from a distance gave an order, with a confident smile on his face.

Puff!

However, before the words came to an end, a bright light penetrated his head in vain, and a thin sword came out from the center of his eyebrows, his smile stopped abruptly, and his body trembled violently. When other people saw this scene, they lost their voices collectively!