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After Changqing finished speaking, his body suddenly blurred, as if he had turned into a cloud of extremely dark black smoke, rushing into the air, and then the black smoke transformed into a huge skull in mid-air, which was full of death. Zhili's skull opened its mouth and rushed towards Wang Huai.

Such a scene is really too weird and terrifying.

There were many disciples from Wanyao Mountain who were fighting around, as well as people from Ghost Realm and Qianzhen Forest. At this moment, they all stopped fighting and turned their heads to look at the dark skull in midair in disbelief.

Those present, no matter whether they were monsters or human beings, all those whose strength was below the ninth level of the Immeasurable Realm, faced that skull, involuntarily felt great fear in their hearts. Relatively weaker people even kneeled down in fright.

"It's too scary, the prince of the ghost world, his strength is probably no less than that of the ghost king?" someone sighed.

"Then how is it possible, the Ghost King is a superior Martial Emperor, and the prince is only a little older, less than a hundred years old, so does he have the strength of a superior Martial Emperor?" Someone next to him questioned.

"Judging from the level of strength, this prince seems to be only a low-ranking Martial Emperor, but his aura and combat power, I feel, are much more terrifying than some of our middle-ranking Martial Emperors in Wanyao Mountain. Therefore, he is comparable to a high-ranking Martial Emperor. , It’s not impossible.” An Elder of Wanyao Mountain who has reached the half-step Martial Emperor and has relatively more experience said.

"Ah, really, if this is the case, then Wang Huai is probably dead, after all, he is only at the eighth level of the Immeasurable Realm."

The elder sighed, and said disheartenedly, "It's a trivial matter that Wang Huai died, but once he kills Wang Huai, the next thing he will kill is our Wan Yao Mountain. The Fox King must be restrained by the Ghost King. Among the remaining people in Qianzhenlin, there are still many masters above the Emperor Wu, plus this heaven-defying Crown Prince Ghost Festival, our demon world may be doomed."

After the elder finished speaking, he lowered his head and sighed. He didn't want to see Wang Nai's tragic death, because once Wang Nai died, it would be their turn next.

"Wait a minute, Elder Huo, look, Wang Huai doesn't seem to have been killed."

Just when the elder felt that everything was over, someone suddenly shouted excitedly.

Hearing this voice, Elder Huo quickly raised his head to look at Wang Huai, only to see a scene that shocked him immensely.

The skeleton transformed by Prince Changqing had already rushed in front of Wang Huai. The black hole-like mouth did not devour Wang Huai in one bite as everyone imagined, but stayed in mid-air. Moreover, the entire skull , was trembling constantly at this time, as if he was enduring great pain.

In Wang Huai's right hand, a pitch-black spear was stuck in the skull's big mouth. Within a radius of [-] meters, the endless air of death continued to gather and rush towards Wang Huai, but it didn't hurt Wang Huai at all. , but as if being summoned, it gathered into a dark energy source and rushed into the spear in Wang Huai's hand.

As for Wang Huai, he just stood there straight, without moving a muscle, even with his left hand around Ziyan Chuxue, as if he didn't feel the breath of death at all.

"This... This is impossible. I am the prince of the ghost world. My power of death is the most powerful in the past and present. In the entire Wuji domain, no one can ignore that even the upper Martial Emperor dare not confront my death power head-on. How can you be a waste of the eighth level of the immeasurable realm?" Changqing, who had always maintained his arrogance and calmness, finally showed a look of panic at this moment.

In fact, Wang Huai was also a little surprised that Zhang Qing was naively attacking him with the power of death. To use an inappropriate analogy, this is like a meat bun beating a dog.

With the strength of Changqing's current next Martial Emperor, plus his talent that is still quite evil, if he attacks Wang Huai purely with the power of ancient martial arts, although Wang Huai is confident that he can win, he will definitely not win so easily .

However, Changqing chose to use the power of death, which is a life-threatening death power for all martial arts practitioners. For Wang Huai, it is no different from nourishment.

Who is he, Azrael, that is the god of death from hell, in terms of the power of death, he is the ancestor and the master, and that round was clamored by Changqing, the so-called inheritor of Houqing.

Wang Huai hadn't used the power of death for a long time, and it was his biggest trump card, but now, thinking of the pain Ziyan Chuxue had endured these days, he used it without hesitation.

"Back then in the Xuanyu Continent, if Ruoxue and I hadn't saved you, you would have died. It doesn't matter if you are not grateful, and we didn't expect you to reciprocate, but I didn't expect that you would dare to have evil thoughts towards the woman beside me. So, today, you are dead."

After finishing speaking, Wang Huai hooked the spear in his hand.

The pitch-black skull in the void actually shattered into countless wisps of black dust and smoke, trying to escape in all directions.

But, will Wang Huai let him escape?whimsical.

"swallow"

Wang Huai made peace, and a death air that was a hundred times more terrifying than the skull spewed out of Wang Huai's body, forming a figure on top of Wang Huai's head, no, it was a phantom, a demon's The shadow, holding a spear, is completely black, like a messenger from hell who harvests life.

The dust and smoke that tried to escape were all swallowed by the phantom without any suspense.

"what!"

Accompanied by a miserable howl, a figure fell from mid-air and hit the ground hard, needless to say it was Changqing.

Chang Qing fell to the ground on his back, his face was pale, as if his soul had been taken away by someone, without a trace of life.

"How could it be? Impossible, impossible!" Changqing lay there on his back, still alive, but he clearly felt that the death force in his body that belonged to the direct lineage of the ghost clan had been completely drained, even The original source has been destroyed, that is to say, even if he is given enough time and resources, he can no longer cultivate the power of death back.

He collapsed. The power of death is the basis for him, and even the entire ghost world, to be based in the Arctic region. If there is no power of death, the strength of the Prince of Ghost Festival, I am afraid that even an ordinary low-ranking Martial Emperor can't compare .

"I seldom do things that I regret, but I regret it very much. When I was in the Xuanyu Continent, I helped Ruoxue save you. Now, you can die." After Wang Huai finished speaking, he took a step forward, The spear in his hand fell towards Changqing's head.

"you dare!"

Not far away, the ghost world masters who were still watching the battle just now, expecting Changqing to kill Wang Huai in a flash, heard Changqing's wailing, and realized that their prince was defeated, defeated in seconds by Wang Huai of the eighth level of the immeasurable realm, and even Now, life is in danger.

After realizing this, they reacted immediately and rushed towards Wang Huai. They were sent by the ghost king to protect the prince. If something happened to the prince, they would not have good results.

"If you dare to touch our prince, you will die without a place to die!" An elder Gui Jie, whose strength had reached the middle rank of Martial Emperor, rushed to the front and roared, while slashing at Wang Huai with his sword.

The terrifying sword intent contained a strong sense of death, as if it came from hell, and rushed directly to Wang Huai's head.

If Wang Huai still insisted on attacking Changqing, this sword energy would be enough to smash Wang Huai's head into pieces. Not only him, but also several ghost masters also attacked Wang Huai after him.

A total of six fierce killing forces rushed towards Wang Huai, the only thing Wang Huai could do was to dodge, otherwise, he would surely die, and once Wang Huai dodged, they would be able to rescue Chang Qing.