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The Ninth Lingshan Mountain is connected to the sky, just like the top of the clouds. In front of the cliff, a mysterious shadow wearing a gray cloak stood quietly. The shadow held a blood-red sickle in its hand, as if it had been standing there since ancient times.

"That's not a living thing. He should have died in ancient times. It's a dead spirit that has existed for who knows how long."

The beautiful queen said solemnly, the entire Ninth Spiritual Mountain was shrouded in a thick layer of death, and there was no grass growing within a thousand miles, making it extremely desolate. As a living being, she was disgusted with this kind of aura. With the deathly aura permeating the air, she felt a sense of depression in her heart.

"Welcome here, after 70 million years, finally a living being comes here again."

The mysterious shadow shrouded under the gray robe slowly floated up, and the cloak moved automatically in the absence of wind. Within a hundred miles, sharp ghostly cries and human howls could be heard for no apparent reason. It seemed that the Ninth Spirit Mountain had turned into a hell on earth.

"Seventy million years ago, are you talking about the ancestor of the Banlan clan?" Queen Banlan looked startled, her eyes fixed on the gray shadow. Sure enough, that ancestor broke into the Ninth Spirit Mountain back then.

"Ancestor? Jie Jie, I just discovered that the blood aura on your body is very similar to that creature. I didn't expect that she is your ancestor. It has been a long time since I tasted human flesh. I am excited just thinking about it."

The gray-robed shadow was suspended in the air and did not move, but in everyone's minds, an evil ghost licking its lips and grinding its teeth appeared in everyone's mind.

Mental interference. Most of the undead have a talent, which is to cause mental illusions in living creatures. When they kill living creatures, most of them will show extremely terrifying and frightening expressions. However, the mental interference of the gray-robed shadow can actually affect the three kings of the ancient land, which is not terrible.

"Did my ancestors break through here back then?"

The beautiful queen's face changed slightly when she heard this, and the undead's reaction really made her hair stand on end. Could it be that her ancestors failed to break through and were eaten by this undead? Thinking of this, the beautiful queen's heart dropped to the bottom of her heart. That ancestor has always been the source of her belief in success. It can be said that whether the ancestor was successful or not. Directly determines her confidence. If the ancestors didn't succeed, what about them?

You must know that the ancestor back then was a magnificent queen of the Banlan clan whose strength was only surpassed by hers. And her partner was even more powerful. He could be said to be the strongest person in the ancient land at that time. If neither of them had made it past the Ninth Spirit Mountain on Jiuling Road, wouldn't there be even more hope for them?

"I only know. You will definitely not be able to get through, and you will become my blood food." The gray-robed undead spirit smiled ferociously, and two streaks of scarlet blood light shot out from under the dark hood.

Mo Wen frowned slightly. The dead spirit answered the question incorrectly and deliberately avoided the question of the Beautiful Queen. I'm afraid those two people had a half chance of success back then.

Queen Banlan was not stupid. She immediately thought of this and felt a little relieved, since her ancestors could succeed. Then they also have hope.

"The cultivation of the undead has reached the late stage of Douzhuan, and as an undead, he is far more terrifying than the puppet." King Yuxiu said with a solemn expression. The undead in the late stage of Douzhuan and the humans whose cultivation is not in the late stage of Douzhuan. The monks are poor, and they think that due to the special characteristics of the undead, they are likely to be more powerful in combat.

"Anyway, let's give it a try first. I'm rough-skinned and thick-bodied, so I'm going to try his depth. You guys stay back."

The Black Scale King took one step forward and walked slowly towards the cliff. Mo Wen and the other three immediately retreated because there were more people challenging them. The strength of the gatekeepers has also doubled accordingly. When they exit the scope of the Ninth Spirit Mountain, the gray-robed undead faced by the Black Scale King will be in their lowest state.

Sure enough, as soon as the three people retreated, the aura of the gray-robed dead spirit continued to decrease.

"He actually has the cultivation level in the late Douzuan period. This is..."

King Yuxiu's expression was extremely ugly. He had been paying attention to the aura of the undead, and found that after the three of them exited the Ninth Spirit Mountain, the undead actually still had the cultivation level of the late Douzuan. In other words, the four of them appeared in front of the undead together. The undead's cultivation was at least the peak of the late Douzuan period, and they were only one step away from the perfection of Douzuan.

"It's so scary. Mo Lin can't be the opponent of that undead spirit." The colorful queen tightened her pretty face, and there was a trace of despair in her colorful eyes.

In the late stage of fighting the undead, almost no one here can be the opponent of that undead. Even the strongest King Yuxiu may not be able to do so.

Roar!

The King of Black Scales inspired the strongest power, wearing black scale armor and holding a unicorn halberd, standing together with the gray-robed undead.

But with just one move, the king of black scales was sent flying. A gray robe followed him like a shadow, and the red sickle turned into a bloody light. The terrifying death energy suddenly surged, like rivers returning to the sea, and they all gathered in that bloody light. middle.

"No, Mo Lin, run away."

King Jade's expression changed drastically. The undead spirit was too strong, and Mo Lin couldn't even take a single move from the prince. Please find the latest chapter. As one of the three kings of the ancient land, King Mo Lin was undoubtedly the strongest in terms of defensive power, but at this time, he felt that Mo Lin might be shattered by the undead's knife at any time.

King Yu Xiu almost didn't think much as he turned into a white light and rushed over, preparing to intercept the undead and save King Mo Lin. The three kings of the ancient land have been friends for hundreds of thousands of years, and have deep feelings for each other. Standing in their position, they are lonely masters, and there are only a few people who can become friends with them.

"Ho! If you want to kill me, you can also peel off my skin."

The King of Ink Scales was indeed brave. At the critical moment of life and death, he actually advanced instead of retreating. The ink-black flames on his body swept out like an explosion, and the surrounding space was distorted by the rapidity of the flames. Qilin is an auspicious beast, and Qilin Sky Fire can burn all evil spirits. Although the innate flame of the Black Scale King is not pure Qilin Sky Fire, it also contains the power of Qilin Sky Fire. The death energy condensed by the undead seems to have encountered a nemesis. Generally, most of it was burned by the black flames.

"The fighting spirit is heavy!"

The Qilin Halberd in the hands of the Black Scale King burst out with thousands of rays of light, and the layers of gray-robed dead souls roared like waves.

Boom!

Although most of the death energy was burned by the flames of the ink scale, the attack of the gray-robed undead was weakened a lot. However, the gray-robed undead was too strong and it still knocked out the ink scale with one knife.

No matter how strong the defense of the Ink Scale King is, the scales on his body exploded due to this knife, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The ink-gold blood spilled down like rain, and the blood fell on the ground, and the rocks and trees were suddenly squeaked. All corrodes and burns. Qilin blood is the most precious thing in the world. According to legend, a drop of true blood from the ancient fire Qilin is enough to dry up an entire sea.

The body of the Black Scale King was thrown into the air, no longer able to resist, but the gray-robed shadow was still following him. With just one strike, the Black Scale King, one of the three great kings of the ancient land, would return to the underworld.

Fortunately, King Yuxiu arrived in time at this time, and circles of white light were released, shrouding the gray-robed undead one after another.

"act recklessly."

The gray-robed undead snorted coldly, and the aura on his body suddenly surged, rising steadily, and his cultivation level improved a lot in an instant.

Before, there was only the Black Scale King, and his cultivation was suppressed to the lowest state. Now that there is one more person, his cultivation can be doubled immediately.

This is also the reason why Mo Wen and Queen Banlan did not rush to rescue him. If they also interfered, the cultivation level of the gray-robed undead would directly quadruple, which is unimaginable. Among the people, King Yuxiu is the strongest, so it is perfect for King Yuxiu to go to the rescue.

However, although King Yuxiu was the strongest, he encountered such a terrifying gray-robed undead spirit and was seriously injured after just one attack. The circle of white light was instantly shattered.

After all, the gray-robed undead's current cultivation level is twice that of when it dealt with the black-scaled king.

However, fortunately, King Yuxiu was only rescuing people and not entangled with the gray-robed undead. He just took a move and immediately pulled King Black Scale back, exiting the scope of the Ninth Spirit Mountain in an instant.

As long as they exit the scope of the Ninth Spirit Mountain, the gatekeepers will not be able to chase them out and deal with them. They can only stop and give up.

puff!

King Yuxiu held the dying King of Black Scales in one hand, but he had a large mouthful of blood protruding from his face. His face was extremely pale, and streaks of gray death aura covered his body like threads, seeming to be integrated into his blood. On the surface, It looks extremely scary.