Ignoring Bai Yi''s plea for mercy, the mighty thunder blows it into nothingness, leaving only a small demon seed falling from the thunder.

    "Dirty trash."

    Xiao Yang waved his hand indifferently, breaking into powder and drifting with the wind.

    The Bai family, who had dominated Qiyan city for many years, was destroyed.

    In the distance.

    The battle of Qiyan city continues.

    "It''s called the primitive species. How can it be so difficult to deal with?" Xiao Yang frowned. Xie Yuan was also the head of the emperor''s clan. He couldn''t help it for a while.

    "Young master, you don''t know something."

    Qiu Qian changed and came: "the primitive demon species were cultivated by Liao himself. In the void, they absorbed tens of thousands of years of energy. They are far from ordinary demon species. When they grow up, they can even shake the holy emperor."

    The primitive demon species, was it bred by tusks?

    No wonder it''s so scary.

    Of course, although the primitive demons were very powerful, they were just born, and Xie Yuan was not a vegetarian.

    Half a quarter of an hour later, as the space shrinks, the sun blocking vines burst into pieces.

    After cleaning up the battlefield, Xiao Yang came to Bai''s house on his own.

    In order to cover people''s eyes and ears, Qiu qianbian did not let them follow.

    After a search.

    Xiao Yang found a secret passage in Bai Yi''s bedroom.

    "The end of the secret road is the ancient burial ground."

    In the middle of the secret Road, it was dark. The objects on the earth walls on both sides were like the root nodes of an old tree, circling around each other. Xiao Yang shuttled through it quickly.

    In the dark forest.

    "Pa!"

    Jumping out of the pit, Xiao Yang landed steadily on the earth.

    It is surrounded by towering ancient trees.

    Silence.

    "Master Mo, Dizhou is your territory. It''s not difficult to find someone here." Xiao Yang walks in the dense forest, looking around.

    "You look down on me. Although I''m seriously injured, it''s not a problem to cover a small ancient burial ground with the power of my eyes."

    Flying out of the stone, the master''s right hand flashed and snapped.

    "The secret of space, the magic eye!"

    The bright light diffuses in a circular wave and spreads far away.

    In the light, as if contains innumerable eyes.

    "Is this the eye of all souls?" Xiao Yang''s face moved.

    "Well?"

    Frowning, the master looked at the palm of his hand in doubt and took another picture.

    "It hasn''t worked for many years. Is there something wrong with this secret skill?"

    The light diffused again.

    After a while.

    The ink master took back his palm and narrowed his eyes slightly: "your little girlfriend is not in this area. Even in recent months, no one has stepped into this area."

    "What?" Xiao Yang was stunned.

    He searched Xue Fei''s memory with soul searching.

    I did see Lu Yunxuan escape here.

    "My magic eye can''t go wrong."

    He shook his head slightly. In the eyes of Mo Shi, there suddenly flashed a fine light: "someone has entered here, and they are two quasi emperors. They are going to the burial cave."

    Liao''s body is in the tomb of the emperor.

    "Two would-be emperors." Xiao Yang has a dignified face.

    The emperor burial cave is located in the center of the ancient burial ground.

    The appearance is plain, but within a hundred Li radius, there is no plant growing, just like a dead place.

    Two middle-aged men, slowly towards here.

    The man on the left is dressed in blood. His face is as pale as paper, which gives people a feeling of unspeakable depression. The man in black on the right is even more strange.

    This person''s chest, tattooed with a ghost head, a tiny bat, around.

    "Xuehanshan, what do you think the two great emperors want the remains of Liao to do? Do you really want to do that?" The voice of the man in black is extremely hoarse.

    "Who knows, but it must be a good thing for our two emperors."

    Xuehanshan raised his head and looked up from the bottom of the cave: "to open this ghost place, we need 3000 blood essence and a million souls. We only have one chance to try."

    "Hey, hey, I know that."

    Under the great array.

    Blood cold shirt took out a small bottle, in which 3000 drops of crystal clear blood essence, as if jade general, flashing bright light, and one side of the ghost hell, then took out a ball of light.

    "Ouch!"

    As soon as the ball of light appeared, the shrill wailing sound spread around like a magic sound. Faces full of pain crowded on the ball of light.

    "These are not all the souls of the spirit king." Hiding behind a huge stone, Xiao Yang was shocked.

    A million souls.

    Million spirit king!

    "It seems so."Mo Shi sneered: "in the end, they are the two most ferocious imperial families. They raise the spiritual masters as livestock, and then use the liquid to stimulate the potential to catalyze these spiritual masters to support the spiritual king, and then kill them."

    Tough enough!

    Xiao Yang''s face sank.

    "Guiluocha!"

    Yan Yingluo''s face was full of blood, and his face was full of fury.

    It looks like a group of demons.

    "Blood ghost Liao!"

    Blood cold shirt is also a seal.

    All of a sudden.

    "Boom!"

    The gravel rolled and the earth trembled.

    A light seal appeared on the gate of the tomb.

    "Go

    Blood cold shirt and ghost Yama seal method changed.

    "Bang!"

    The light seal dissipated, the gate burst into pieces, blood cold shirt and ghost hell soared into the sky, and the black airflow from the door eroded the earth in front of it into a long path, with no end in sight.

    "Hey hey, if you hadn''t been on guard, even if you were a real emperor, you would have become a scum."

    "The breath of the body can cause such damage. It''s worthy of tusks."

    "It''s time to go in."

    Blood cold shirt and ghost Yama dive down and flash into the door.

    Xiao Yang behind the Boulder has solemn eyes.

    Blood cold shirt, ghost hell, Emperor state ranked top two quasi emperor.

    It''s hard to deal with.

    "I don''t know if the nine grade weapon refining skill I just understood can kill them both."

    Standing up, Xiao Yang''s body flashed, surrounded by a dense set of Runes: "now, I can only stick to my head."

    The emperor''s burial cave, inside the door.

    There is a long passage to the deep.

    "Blood cold shirt, that boy is coming."

    Looking at Xiao Yang on the light ball in his hand and the corner of ghost''s mouth, he recalled a cruel radian: "it''s really not easy to disguise for such a long time."

    "It seems that the plan is a success." Blood cold clothes shuttle quickly.

    "The magic of the ghost and the enchantress is so powerful that even the eyes of the world can''t detect it."

    Put the ball of light into the stone of the empty world. In the eyes of the ghost hell, there is a touch of fanaticism.

    "This day is finally coming."