Outside Xuyuan Cave, a cross made of black bones stood in the void. The wings behind Lan Tai Jian Xing had all their sword-shaped feathers ripped off, his clothes and armor were stripped off, and he was tied to the cross, covered in blood.

Holding the strange skull scepter, Xiu Gu continuously hit Lan Tai Jian Xing's body. Wisps of black air swept over Lan Tai Jian Xing's body like poisonous snakes, tearing off strips of flesh and revealing Lan Tai Jian Xing's golden and crystal clear bones.

The bandit army assembled by the Blood Knife Mad King was still attacking the formation of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals. The blood mist spread over a million miles. Countless bandits, as well as the miners, pharmacists, etc. who were captured in the bandits' flying boats, were killed by the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals.

No one knows how many people were killed or injured, but the bodies of hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals have been stained with blood.

Only the great formation formed by Zhen Sanzhou, under the protection of the sea of ​​blood and billions of evil spirits, had no casualties even though it had fought back and forth in the formation of heavenly soldiers and generals several times.

The sea of ​​blood was surging, and the heavenly soldiers and generals were sucked into it as soon as they got close, and were instantly dissolved into blood. In the golden kingdom of God in the bodies of the heavenly soldiers and generals, the souls of countless believers were also dissolved by the blood, without giving them the slightest chance to resist, and were sucked into the picture of all ghosts paying homage to the ancestors.

After ten hours of fighting, the bandits who controlled the three states had killed nearly 30 million heavenly soldiers and generals. All the killed heavenly soldiers and generals were included in the "Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Emperor" diagram and turned into evil ghosts with terrifying power.

Blood mist rose in the sky, and the dark wind and ghostly aura covered an area of ​​one million miles. Countless evil ghosts formed a jagged ghost formation and fought head-on with the heavenly soldiers and generals, but they were not at a disadvantage at all. As more and more heavenly generals were drawn into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Emperor, the heavenly soldiers and generals were unable to maintain their footing and were beaten back step by step.

"What a brutal and cruel artifact of creation... although, it seems a little incomplete?" Iron White Bird sat on the top of the zombie dragon, watching the Zhen Sanzhou bandit killing people everywhere and muttered to himself: "What a pity, what a pity, if this artifact of creation was complete... Tsk tsk, it's really brutal... What do you think, if we throw Lan Tai Jian Xing's soul into it?"

A human with a wolf's head, his whole body filled with black ghost energy, his skin was pitch black and smooth like porcelain, and there was not a single hair on his wolf's head. He grinned at Tie Baique and said, "Young Master, this ghost formation is already so ferocious. If there is a Heavenly King-level ghost king in charge, these evil ghosts are so difficult to kill and grind, I'm afraid it will take three or five masters of the same level to suppress them..."

The Iron White Bird squinted at the wolf-headed ghost and asked him slowly, "Are you saying that I can't suppress these three-state bandits? Are you looking down on me?"

The wolf-headed ghost's body trembled suddenly, and he quickly grinned, revealing an extremely flattering smile: "I dare not, I just think that this is too easy for that kid!"

Pointing fiercely at Chu Jie who was controlling the Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Ancestor Diagram, the wolf-headed ghost said with a flattering smile: "Look, this kid's own cultivation is so low, and he hasn't made many contributions. You give him such a big benefit for no reason..."

Tie Bai Que snorted coldly, and said faintly: "Whether it is meritorious or not is not up to you to decide... They killed so many heavenly soldiers and generals, so what if we give them the Lantai Sword Punishment?"

With a casual wave of his hand, Lan Tai Jian Xing's body exploded into pieces with a bang. Tie Bai Que pushed with his right hand, and Lan Tai Jian Xing's soul wrapped in the golden kingdom of God in his body, and plunged suddenly into the thick ghost fog released by the Wan Gui Chao Zong Tu.

Tie Baique smiled happily and said, "This fierce bandit from Zhen Sanzhou is from Shengling Heaven. When this kid transforms Lan Tai Jian Xing into a ghost king, they will offend the Lan family among the thirteen clans of the Supreme Heaven. They will have no choice but to surrender to our Daluo Heaven."

With his chest puffed out, Tie Bai Que said smugly, "But they are in Daluotian, they are unfamiliar with the place, who can they turn to? They can only turn to me, Tie Bai Que, and be my lackeys!"

The eight ghost kings laughed in agreement at the same time.

Iron White Bird looked up at the sky - the sky was full of chaotic meteorites, there was no sun, moon or stars at all, and there was no way to tell the time. He patted his head lightly, took out a palm-sized black iron compass and glanced at it, and said calmly: "It's ten hours, you guys go ahead and kill those heavenly soldiers and generals, and those bandits who are lucky enough to survive."

Waving his hands, Tiebai said quietly, "Leave the people who guard the three states here, and don't touch them... These guys must have quite a history. Tsk tsk, there are so many pure-blooded ancient beasts, dragons, foxes, tigers, wolves, eagles... and that poisonous dragon..."

There was a trace of saliva flashing at the corner of Tie Baique's mouth. He said happily: "There are also the three generations of grandparents. Two of them practice the Blood Sea Magic. The pretty boy's Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll is also very good. The blood-colored sword in his hand is also very good. It's really good..."

"With a little training, these guys will all be good players who can be reused in the future! Hoho, when they grow up to the Ghost King realm, using them to bully my brothers and sisters will be a waste of talent. If they join forces, I'm afraid they can even chop my dead ghost father into eighteen pieces, right? Hoho... Of course, I am the destined master of the Iron Cauldron Ghost Prison in the future, so I don't think I will be able to use this kind of method."

As the Iron Partridge muttered to himself, eight ghost kings roared and rushed into the battle group at the same time.

Gray Stone's body expanded to a height of ten thousand miles. He just slapped it down, and as the void collapsed, millions of heavenly soldiers and generals were smashed to pieces by his slap.

The rotten bones howled miserably, and he jumped around in the void weirdly with the skeleton scepter in his hand. The bodies of tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals who heard his howl suddenly stiffened, and black bone spurs grew out of the bones in their bodies, piercing through their flesh and blood.

Tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals were severely damaged in an instant. The remaining six ghost kings had already pounced over and used their own methods to smash the huge army formation of heavenly soldiers and generals into pieces in just a few moves. Tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals were routed, but they still charged forward desperately!

A low ghostly howl was heard.

A terrifying force rose into the sky from the Diagram of Ten Thousand Ghosts Paying Homage to the Emperor. Lan Tai Jian Xing, who was pushed into the Diagram, had been transformed into a Ghost King. The eighteen pairs of black wings spread out behind him, and countless black sword shadows shot straight into the sky.

With the sound of "clang", countless black sword lights fell from the sky. Wherever the sword lights passed, countless limbs and arms flew up, countless handsome heads rolled, and large amounts of blood sprayed far away. Countless low-level heavenly soldiers and generals were killed by him like chopping melons and vegetables.

Chu Jie smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line. He looked back at the iron partridge sitting on the zombie dragon and murmured faintly, "Little white face, well, this great gift will be remembered by the Second Young Master Chu... But if you are more generous, give these eight as well..."

Chu Jie glanced greedily at the eight ghost kings including Xiu Gu and Hui Shi who were killing without restraint, and let out a breath.