Great Heaven Sovereign

0Yang Fann and Qing Xinjiang exchanged a few words, and it took the Ghost Kings a long time to react.    

    

"Courting death! How dare you slander the Sect Master like this!"    

    

"I've seen stupid people before, but I've never seen such a stupid person. Can you use such a method to destroy the morale of the army of the Netherworld?"    

    

"Hells of Flame!"    

    

Everyone from the Ghost Kings shouted out.    

    

In just an instant, King Qin Shan had mobilized the power of Inferno Hell.    

    

If the Inferno was truly activated, it could destroy the entire Nether Realm.    

    

The current Ghost King was not that stupid. He was using part of the power of the Inferno.    

    

He broke through the Nether Realm and swept towards Yang Fann and Qing Xinjiang.    

    

Qing Xinjiang was shocked when he saw the fire energy from afar.    

    

The power of the Hells of Flame was a hundred times greater than the power of the fire spring. It was just that the power of the fire was naturally no different from the fire spring.    

    

Bang!    

    

The cold spring was controlled by Yang Fann and had long been directed towards the flame. The cold and heat alternated.    

    

Yang Fann and Qing Xinjiang quickly retreated.    

    

The cold spring's hundred percent chill was able to resist a small amount of the fire energy in the Hells of Flame. It could completely restrain the fire energy.    

    

For a moment, there was no distinction between the two.    

    

Humph!    

    

King Tai Shan snorted coldly again. At the same time, he summoned another stream of flame power.    

    

Because the flame power was too powerful, Immediately, some of the ghost soldiers and hungry ghosts were burned into ashes, and the rest of the ghosts scattered in all directions.    

    

If they didn't leave the two flame tunnels, none of them would be able to escape.    

    

At that moment, the current Ghost Kings wouldn't take those ordinary ghosts seriously.    

    

There were so many ghost armies, not to mention hundreds or thousands, even if a million ghost armies were to be lost, it wouldn't be worth mentioning.    

    

The cold spring was instantly suppressed.    

    

The flame power rushed forward at high speed, and the cold spring retreated at high speed. It could not retreat ten thousand miles, but the cold spring's resistance against the flame power came to a halt in space.    

    

Yang Fann and Qing Xinjiang floated ten thousand miles away, not moving at all.    

    

That was the limit of the Hell Prison once again.    

    

The Eighteen Levels of Hell had been opened, and the power of the restrictive spell could reach beyond the boundary. However, this distance was limited, about ten thousand miles.    

    

Now that they were 10,000 miles away, the power of the natural restriction had lost its effectiveness. It was too normal.    

    

"Damn fellow!" The Seven Ghost Kings were so angry that they spat out blood.    

    

They would have thought that Yang Fann would leave them, but when Yang Fann really left, they would only be left with disappointment.    

    

In just a few moments, under the control of the Ghost King, the Ghost army continued to push forward. The power of teleportation was astonishing, and they quickly arrived at the other side of the border.    

    

Yang Fann's gaze in front of them did not need to be too indifferent.    

    

Qing Xinjiang puckered his lips.    

    

This action was very easy to understand. Obviously, if it wasn't for Yang Fann pulling him along, he would have gone up and fought with him more or less.    

    

Yang Fann's eyes were still smiling in front of them, "Everyone is so proactive. I think it's necessary to warn you. Look behind you and see where it is. "    

    

The Ghost King had already sensed it.    

    

In the endless abyss, even if they retreated ten thousand miles, they still wouldn't be able to see the new city. However, the Ghost Kings had more or less sensed an ominous aura.    

    

This was the direction of the new city, so it was easy to understand what Yang Fann was pointing at.    

    

"Brat, come in if you dare!" King Tai Shan gritted his teeth and shouted.    

    

The Ghost Army was so powerful, if they were to crush them, the Ghost Kings would still be confident.    

    

However, what they needed right now was not confidence, but 100%.    

    

If they couldn't achieve 100%, they would have to take the risk of causing the entire Netherworld to collapse. In the eyes of these Ghost Kings, it was obvious that Yang Fann wasn't worth it, or they didn't have the courage to do so.    

    

"Like I said, your Ksitigarbha King has already run away. Do you still want to be stubborn?" Yang Fann reminded the other Ghost Kings.    

    

Damn it!    

    

Under the suppression of the Mount Tai King, a huge mountain had been suppressed.    

    

The punishment that the Mount Tai King carried out was the suppression of the mountain, or the climb of a mountain.    

    

When the huge mountain was outside the boundary, the Netherworld's combat strength would still be reduced by half, but because the assistance of the Ghost Army was too powerful.    

    

The current momentum of the mountain would only be five times stronger than the original King Tai Shan's combat strength. If it were not under the jurisdiction of the Nether, it would be ten times stronger.    

    

Yang Fann smiled and continued to wield the spear.    

    

The huge spear, Lan Cangjiang, had already broken the huge mountain.    

    

The huge mountain was scattered in all directions.    

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The Ghost Kings would only be even more shocked.    

    

They couldn't imagine how Yang Fann did it.    

    

The spear could break through all domains. Amongst the Six Paths, only the Sundering Nether Realm was slightly more powerful.    

    

But how could there be an existence in the Nether World that was stronger and stronger than the Nether World Wall?    

    

The spear could break the Nether World Wall. Then Mount Tai was really just child's play.    

    

The Fifth Official King had also made his move.    

    

The Fifth Official King had mastered the penalties of facial features. The so-called penalties of facial features were nothing more than words that would stir up trouble. The penalties were, of course, targeted at the facial features.    

    

These were all small talk.    

    

When the Fifth Official King launched his attack, outside the boundary, a huge mouth and two huge hands were already grabbing towards Yang Fann.    

    

Yang Fann let out a cold snort. He didn't move at all.    

    

After that, countless blood arrows shot down from the sky. Those blood arrows easily hit the huge mouth and the huge hand. After that, the huge hand and the huge mouth seemed as if they were going to be penetrated and sent back into the Netherworld Qi.    

    

However, just as they were about to touch the Netherworld Qi, they turned into scattered ghost Qi in an instant. Then, a figure wearing a cloak appeared in front of Yang Fann.    

    

It was Granny Meng. She had easily devoured all of the ghostly qi.    

    

To her, this was what she was supposed to do.    

    

The Ghost Kings were shocked, but it was within their expectations.    

    

The blood arrow that fell from the sky was no different from the blood arrow that had chased Cui Zhui back to the Blood Arrow.    

    

It was just that the blood arrow was aimed at the Ghost Technique of the Fifth Official King.    

    

More importantly, the combat strength of those blood arrows had clearly become even stronger.    

    

If the Ghost Kings' Ghost Army had become stronger because the Nether Realm's restriction had been opened, then the increase in the combat strength of the blood arrows could only be due to the assistance of the powerful chaotic restriction in the city.    

    

The Ghost Kings continued to be dumbfounded. King Tai Shan's attack was easily neutralized, and the Five Official King's attack was easily neutralized.    

    

It seemed that no Ghost Kings would make any rash moves.    

    

Meng Po's origins were also very mysterious. The sudden appearance of Meng Po, who could easily devour ghosts, was naturally noticed by the Ghost Kings.    

    

However, it was only secondary. The pressure they were feeling right now was too great. It seemed like other than Yang Fann, everyone else was just a matter of giving them a second glance.    

    

"What's wrong? It seems like we are going to have a short break. " Yang Fann smiled again. "If we are going to have a short break, then it should be my turn next. "    

    

The Infinite Devouring Force was unleashed once again, it was still the Six Paths Reincarnation.    

    

The Ghost Technique was ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than the law of devouring ten thousand domains.    

    

That was because the Ghost Qi was outside the boundary of the Netherworld.    

    

Any ghost could see it clearly. The loss of ghost energy could be said to be unbearable for the Nether Realm.