Great Heaven Sovereign

A cold snort sounded out from within the new City of Chaos once again. It was bright red, and it looked like a god had descended once more.    

Everyone looked toward a region. It was the Hall of Martial Gods.    

The Martial God had never appeared since he had fallen into the city.    

His crimson color soared into the sky. It was obvious that he was supporting the entire Chaotic Qi Barrier, while the Martial God quickly arrived at the north gate.    

The Martial God was wearing a crimson armor and holding a giant saber that could slash a mountain.    

He swung his saber at Han Zhui, who was suppressing the north gate.    

The saber had come down, and all the summoned souls were shattered. It was as if thunder could be heard from tens of thousands of miles away.    

That was because the Saber Qi of the Martial God had spread far away.    

"Who are you?" Han Jian was clearly shocked. He could not imagine that there was such an expert in the city.    

The Martial God was obviously not any weaker than him. If the Martial God was this powerful, they might not stand a chance if Yang Fann appeared again.    

A cold snort was heard once again, and the Martial God moved forward.    

He was not afraid of the ghostly qi at all, because the surface of his body was burning with raging flames.    

Wherever the fire went, it would not burn the netherworld energy, nor would it make the netherworld energy retreat.    

However, the ghost energy would not harm him at all. The reason was too simple, the fire had already merged with the Martial God.    

The erosion of the ghost energy and the fire was eroding the body of the Martial God.    

Or rather, the ghost energy eroding the fire would consume the Martial God, but it would definitely not decrease the Martial God's combat strength.    

At least, it would not happen when the fire was completely extinguished.    

The Magistrate and the Martial God had already fought in the sky, and both sides were clearly evenly matched.    

Or rather, the Martial God was even stronger, because no ghosts dared to approach the two of them, and neither did Ox-Head or Horse-Face. They simply leaned against each other and their injuries disappeared.    

However, if the Martial God were to fight Han Zhui for a long time, he would not have a complete chance of winning. The only reason was that the flames did not consume too much of his energy, but he could not afford to ignore them.    

Once the energy was consumed to a certain extent, he would fall into a state of exhaustion. It was imaginable what the outcome would be when he faced the Magistrate.    

At this moment, it seemed like the thousands of Human Clan and ghosts had all paid attention to the south gate.    

The Chaotic Qi Barrier at Han Zhu's position was being supported once again, and the barrier at the south gate was obviously still being suppressed.    

Four gates and eight beasts, four spirit beasts on the city wall, and four fierce beasts in the sky. They couldn't leave their respective positions, because they would be greatly affected by the spell formation if they left.    

Even so, it could not be said that they could not resist the power of the Third Judge, but without a doubt, the south gate was even more dangerous.    

Boom!    

The green world, the green sword radiance, and the sword radiance even broke through the chaotic energy barrier.    

This was truly inconceivable.    

The sword energy spread out for thirty thousand miles. I am the Unfettered Sword Immortal!    

Green robe green lotus!    

In front of the green lotus was Qing Xinjiang.    

Qing Xinjiang emerged from where he was cultivating, and his expression was extremely calm. It even gave people the feeling that the Chaotic Qi Barrier wouldn't be able to help him.    

It was his battle intent that had provided assistance to the Chaotic Qi Barrier.    

"Old Qing?"    

"What is that?"    

Both the Human Clan and the Ghost Race were shocked.    

The Human Clan was pleasantly surprised while the Ghost Race was stunned. Everyone could tell that Qing Xinjiang was no ordinary man.    

"This is the Green Lotus Sword Technique!"    

Qing Xinjiang's expression was calm. In the next breath, he followed the Green Lotus. He was no different from a Martial God. He arrived in front of Yang Jian.    

Humph!    

How could Yang Jian withstand such provocation? He controlled the Evil Punishment Chains to quickly wrap around Qing Xinjiang.    

Qing Xinjiang didn't mind at all. His sword energy was vast and mighty.    

The force of the green lotus was obviously able to make the ghostly qi retreat. It was completely different from the Fire of Martial God.    

When Qing Xinjiang swung his sword, there was no sword light. It was only the power of tens of thousands of vines that scattered in all directions.    

Those green vines quickly clung onto the entire chain. Then, the chain clearly wanted to wrap around Qing Xinjiang, but all that was left was a violent struggle.    

The struggling of the chain was no different from a headless python. In a great shock, Yang Zhui was still trying to pull the chain back. The chain simply wouldn't listen to him.    

"Still not letting go?" Qing Xinjiang let out a light snort. It was still a green sword light. The sword light escaped from the green lotus.    

Or it could be said that there was another green lotus in the sword light.    

Swoosh! The sword light went down. The chains broke layer by layer and fell to the ground.    

Then, outside the chains, Yang Zhui had already covered his arm. He didn't cry out, but revealed a pained expression, because the ghostly energy in his arm was crazily leaking out.    

Countless specters also gushed out from his body.    

Any ghost would devour its soul to cultivate. Magistrate Yang Zhui cultivated by devouring its soul. Whether it was the Ghost King or the Samsara Nether Realm, they were actually just finding a reason to rear ghosts and devour them.    

At most, it would appear that the method of rearing ghosts was benign and would not easily be seen through.    

Yang Zhui's arm was broken, so there wouldn't be any blood leaking out. There was no difference between losing blood and losing blood in the Human Clan.    

Boom!    

If a Magistrate suffered a setback, the remaining Magistrates would only be confused by the blood.    

Cui Caijue knew that things were bad, so he quickly escaped from Baili Feng, but he was still almost injured.    

Han Caijue was obviously not that lucky, as he had been cut in the arm by the Martial God.    

His arm did not fall off, but his entire body of ghosts remained on the spot.    

Then, a stream of black gas escaped from the ghost body. The ghost body that was left on the ground had turned into armor.    

Han Xing, who was fleeing in the distance, did not move anymore. He once again transformed from ghost energy into his original form.    

However, his ghost image was already much smaller, and his injuries were even more shocking compared to Yang Jian's.    

Yang Xing had lost one arm, and ninety percent of his combat strength had been lost. However, his injuries still needed to be replenished after devouring all the ghosts.    

Yang Jian was currently grabbing the ghosts and devouring them himself. At a speed visible to the naked eye, his arm turned from illusory to real again.    

Even if he used up a lot of the ghost army's power, it wouldn't be a problem.    

But Han Jian didn't move at all.    

The law that saved his life earlier was the same as the Army Separation technique of the Netherworld Ghost Realm. There were two types of cultivation, Army Separation, one was desperate, and the other was fleeing for his life.    

No matter what the outcome was, risking his life and fleeing for his life would result in immeasurable losses.    

At that moment, Han Zhui fled with his life, leaving behind a large amount of ghostly qi and primordial spirit. He was originally in the Dream Chaser Realm, but at most, he was in the True    

At most, his cultivation level could be compared to Ox-Head and Horse-Face, which was also an outcome that could be reversed.    

After the passage of time, his cultivation level still had to regress.    

He could only continue cultivating after he had nowhere to retreat to. Cultivating to the Dream Chaser Realm was not as difficult as ascending to the heavens, and whether or not he could become a Magistrate was uncertain.    

In the Ghost Domain, how could he let a realm regress as a Magistrate? At that time, who knew how many ghosts would come and cause trouble for him.    

Although the City of Chaos was under heavy pressure previously, in reality, it did not suffer too much of a loss.    

Qing Xinjiang was floating in the air and protected by the Green Lotus. He was still in the breath of the Netherworld. The Martial God frowned and walked to Qing Xinjiang's side with the giant saber in his hand.    

The Martial God's brows were still deeply furrowed, "I thought that I was cultivating in seclusion and that I was a heaven defying cultivator. I never thought that the gap between me and you young people would be even greater. "