True Immortal of the Netherworld

The three ghost generals, Green Ox, Li Jiao and Purple Lion, formed a formation facing inwards and activated their kung fu at the same time.

"Superimposed ghost realm!"

The three masters came out of the same sect, and each released ghost realms with the same fluctuations centered on the body. The next moment, the ghost domains of the three were superimposed together, forming a more powerful domain power.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them used the art of controlling the air and flew up.

The three of them produced uniform spells with their hands and chanted the same obscure mantra.

"Mimi...Zeda...wuwu...Chiye..."

The three mantras harmonized together, and the loudness revealed the mysterious ritual sense unique to ghost magic.

At this time, the three thunder snakes of golden scales, red fire, and sandstorm that descended from the sky had reached the edge of the superimposed ghost realm where they were released.

"Ghost Escape—Ghost Beast Territory!"

The three of them roared in unison, and raised their palms upwards like a fire burning to the sky, pouring mana into the surrounding superimposed ghost realm like a river flowing into the sea.

In an instant, the superimposed ghost domain rolled and quickly expanded to a size of several hundred feet in radius, forming a spherical, light black field high in the sky.

In the ghost realm, the wind is strong and ghosts are wandering.

Immediately afterwards, groups of light gray bubbles emerged from the huge ghost realm. These gray bubbles are transformed by soul power. They crowd, expand, twist, and transform into different shapes.

After a while, these bubbles gradually revealed the appearance of wild ghost beasts, becoming more and more solid and lifelike. If you look carefully, you can see that there are only three types of appearance of these ghost beasts, namely the sky-stepping green bull, the purple-maned lion and the one-horned ghost rhinoceros.

Each of them is three feet in size. Ten heads, one hundred heads, one thousand heads, one after another. The roars of beasts one after another were mixed together, shaking the whole world, and the sound was extremely powerful. The legendary tide of thousands of beasts is nothing more than this.

Just like the ghost generals Green Ox, Purple Lion and Lijiao, they are shouting in their hearts not to admit defeat. This is the unyielding and tenacity of life.

Looking at the three ghost generals again, their eyes were completely red, and the muscles on their cheeks were trembling. Their own soul power was constantly being sucked into the territory of the ghost beasts.

Performing this technique is quite costly for the three of them. The secret technique of "Ghost Beast Territory" is a desperate move for the three ghost generals. When this move is performed, the soul power will be continuously sucked into it, which will consume at least a dozen of cultivation of each person. If not, it may even shake the foundation of cultivation.

Therefore, the killing move of Ghost Beast Territory would not be used easily unless absolutely necessary. The current crisis is a game between life and death. Of course, the three of them must use their full strength.

"Boom!"

Three thunder snakes with golden scales, red fire, and sandstorms that were dozens of feet in size pounced on the ghost beast's territory.

All of a sudden, hundreds of beasts roared, hoofed up, charged, bit, or stabbed with their horns, swarming up to attack, just like a battle formation of hundreds of beasts, their power was awe-inspiring and earth-shattering.

But the three snakes of thunder and calamity were even worse. They twisted their bodies dozens of feet in size, dashed left and right, rolled up and down, and conjured up mana attacks of their own attributes.

Golden light is like a sword!

Red fire flowing wind!

Sandstorm buried!

The numerous blue bulls, purple-maned lions and one-horned ghost rhinoceros in the realm of ghost beasts were either cut apart by sword light, burned red, or drowned by sandstorms. The scene was extremely tragic.

The turbulent pressure set off an unrivaled wind that swept across the void for thousands of miles, and its appearance was terrifying.

The two were in a stalemate for dozens of breaths.

"Bang!"

The ghost beast's territory was finally defeated by the attack of the Thunder Tribulation Snake, and collapsed like an exploding comet, releasing streaks of shredded ghost energy.

But the size of the three Thunder Tribulation Snakes shrank again, remaining only twenty feet in size. After a pause of momentum, he pounced towards the people below.

But the hell caused the three figures to fall straight from the sky. At this time, their meridians were severely damaged, their soul energy was overdrawn, and they fell into a coma. .

Cheng Luyi, who was on the ground, saw this and nodded three times in the air with one hand.

Immediately, three strands of silver threads flew out, weaving three white butterflies about ten feet in size high in the sky. Pink Butterfly spread its wings lightly, catching the falling bodies of the three ghost generals, and landed slowly and smoothly.

Xu Yang, Huang Jiu and Bai Shaojie were in slightly better condition before. They could barely stand up after falling to the ground. Their physical strength had also reached its limit and they could no longer launch attacks as powerful as before.

Just as Cheng Luyi was preparing to take the lead in launching the planned third formation.

At some point, an extra person appeared out of thin air in the open space not far away from a few people.

This person's appearance was not noticed by everyone present.

The person who came was tall and tall, with a handsome young face, a pair of tiger eyes that revealed a calmness and confidence that was not commensurate with his appearance, and a heroic spirit between his brows.

Behind him was a cloak with a flying tiger pattern embroidered with gold thread, and in his right hand he held a golden tasselless spear.

This gun is two feet long. The long barrel is engraved with simple tiger-shaped patterns. Circles of golden spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye emanate from the surface of the gun body.

The visitor raised his eyes to look at the fierce battle in the sky, then thrust the golden gun in his hand forward, releasing a dazzling golden light. Artifact character!

This man's movements made Cheng Luyi aware of his existence.

Cheng Luyi was surprised at first, because being able to appear without her noticing proved that this person's cultivation level was much higher than her own.

When Cheng Luyi saw the golden gun in this man's hand, he completely understood.

There is no doubt that the golden gun is the "Golden Tiger" gun, and the person holding the gun must be Lord Youfeng.

Originally, Lord Youfeng had no intention of taking action. If he used his current peak state to help everyone resist the attack launched by Black Sun, he would surely be noticed by the hidden trace of Hades Emperor's will in Black Sun's power.

After all, he was once one of the Underworld Generals under the Underworld Emperor, and his cultivation level could reach the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. In this forgotten land, besides the Underworld General Tianfeng, he was the only one. As a subordinate of Emperor Hades, directly confronting Black Yang's will would have unimaginable consequences, and it would be almost impossible to escape.

When he saw that Xu Yang and others did not sit back and wait for death, but worked together to gradually weaken the three thunder snakes imagined by the Black Sun Tribulation through effective and batched defense methods.

He was waiting for the opportunity to take action.

Venerable Youfeng used a secret method and took a "Hidden Spirit Pill" to temporarily change his appearance back to his youthful appearance, and his cultivation was suppressed to the half-step Heavenly Tribulation Realm. The so-called half-step to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm is infinitely close to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The timing is just right.

Without saying a word, Lord Youfeng activated his Yuan Gong, and his cloak danced behind him. The flying tiger pattern on the cloak looks like a real tiger leaping in the wind.

Before taking action, the momentum is already there.

Then, holding the Golden Tiger Spear in his right hand, he jumped into the air.

Lord Youfeng, who was in mid-air, held the Golden Tiger Spear in front of him, lightly scratched the teeth with his left index finger, and then touched the barrel of the gun with his index finger.

With a flash of red light, the power of essence and blood dyed the barrel of the Golden Tiger Spear red and was completely injected into the Golden Tiger Spear.

There was a "buzz" sound.

The surface of the golden tiger gun shed dazzling golden light, and there was a faint sound of a tiger roaring from the mountain.

"Ouch——"

The fighting spirit increased sharply!

"Golden Tiger Spear Technique—Sixty-six Golden Tigers in Formation!"

Immediately, the Golden Tiger Spear thrust upward.

Wisps of golden threads kept spurting out from the tip of the Golden Tiger Spear.

One, two, three... A total of sixty-six spear powers burst out almost instantly.

The spear art entered the spirit, the spear tip transformed into shape, and the roaring spear tip suddenly transformed into sixty-six flying-winged golden tigers with one horn.

Carrying the power of the Beast King, the beasts roared together and headed upward to meet the attack.

"Boom, boom, boom-", the sound of explosions is endless.

The Golden Thunder Snake releases streaks of sky-cutting golden light.

The Fire Thunder Snake spits out streaks of sky-burning flames.

The Thunder Snake of Sand stirred up massive sandstorms.

The high void became a battlefield, with the roar of tigers, the sound of golden light cutting, the roar of sandstorms, and the crackling of flames intertwined together to play a soul-stirring war song.

After a round of sixty-six shots, the three thunder snakes that were originally 20 feet in size were consumed until they were only ten feet in size.

Lord Youfeng looked at the three thunder snakes that were only ten feet in size in front of him. He narrowed his eyes and showed his determination to fight.

"ah--"

In the center of the battlefield, he looked up to the sky and roared wildly. He looked like a god from outside the world, wielding the golden tiger spear in his hand, and singled out three thunder snakes.

The decisive spear move of "Sixty-six Golden Tigers Formation" requires a considerable amount of soul power to be used. Therefore, after one move, Lord Youfeng chose to fight in close combat.

"The golden tiger looks back...the golden tiger wiggles its tail...the golden tiger spreads its wings...the golden tiger shakes the mountain...the golden tiger roars into the sky..."

One move after another, stabbing, splitting, swinging, and tapping, the golden tiger spear in his hand seemed to be integrated into his arm.

Sometimes it's like a tiger's fangs, sometimes it's like a tiger's whip tail, sometimes it's like a tiger's sharp claws. Like the king of beasts possessing him, his power is inviolable. He held three ten-foot-sized thunder snakes high in the air, preventing them from advancing even an inch.

"Boom boom boom——"

Under the attack of the spear, the three ten-foot-long giant golden thunder snakes, the fire thunder snake and the sand thunder snake finally turned into torn golden light, and the scattered fire breath and flying gravel collapsed into nothing.

Lord Youfeng held the Golden Tiger Spear in his hand, sweating profusely, blood boiling in his chest, and there was even a trace of blood on his originally clean cheek. At this time, he had reached his limit.

After that, he descended from the sky gracefully with a victor's attitude, extremely cool and unrestrained.

"Who is this person?"

"Somewhat similar to the young general."

"We've survived this."

...

Lin Badi hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said, "Old old Lin Badi, thank you so much for this hero's help. He not only relieved me of the danger in Wangyou Valley, but also saved our lives and the lives of hundreds of villagers in Wangyou Valley."

As he said this, Brother Lin wanted to possess him and kneel down.

"I can't do it, I can't do it." Lord Youfeng said, with his left hand, a huge force firmly dragged Lin Badi's prostrating figure.

Lin Badi knew it and thanked him profusely.

Others also gathered around and sincerely expressed their gratitude.

Xu Yang, Guigu Zan and Guigu Changyang naturally recognized the identity of Venerable Youfeng. The three of them also stepped forward and clasped their fists to express their thanks: "Thank you, senior."

The underworld general Tianfeng, who was not far away from a few people, was still bound by the silver thread released by Cheng Luyi. He had already been hypnotized by the underworld thread and fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of what had just happened.

The three ghost generals, Qingniu, Lijiao and Zishi, who had just been severely injured were also in a coma and could not see the appearance of Lord Youfeng.

Cheng Luyi did not step forward, but said silently in his heart: "Thank you, Brother Jinfeng."

At this time, she already regarded Lord Youfeng Jinfeng as his big brother.