"boom!"
The space altar made of sapphire suddenly exploded with the arrival of the murderous evil god.
That altar is connected to the Seven Star Realm Sea and can attract a large influx of people from the Ghost Clan from the Ruins Realm.
The altar is also a way for the Xieming tribe to escape to the Seven Star Realm Sea and the Realm Realm.
"this… "
The Xieming tribe members who were still guarding the Nether Realm were suddenly stunned when they saw the arrival of the five evil gods and took the lead in destroying the space altar.
In the hearts of the people of the Evil Soul Clan, since the Evil God worshiped by them for generations comes from the Nether Soul Clan, he should uphold justice for them after his resurrection.
But what they understand as justice is not to turn against the Wraith Clan and break up with them.
However, what the five evil gods were doing at this moment was clearly like this.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The evil gods, as huge as mountains, roared and moved, and the remaining underworld energy in the underworld was summoned and used by them.
Barbara, as well as the Wraith clan members from the Ruins Realm, suddenly became their attack targets.
"Traitors! You traitors!"
Barbara, who lost the ghost scepter, screamed but ran away decisively.
From the moment the five evil gods arrived, Barbara already understood that the five evil gods in front of her were completely different from when she met them in the snowy land.
She was just the soul of the Ghost Scepter. If she had always controlled the Ghost Scepter, she might even be able to make the five evil gods fearful.
Without the scepter, she might be nothing in the eyes of the five evil gods.
"Five venerables!"
A member of the Wraith Clan saw the fear of the evil god, his sharp bone joints flashing with cold light, fiercely charging at him. He was instantly frightened and said hurriedly: "Venerable Sir! Like you, we also come from the Ruins Realm. !”
"I have killed many of my own clan." The Evil God of Fear suddenly opened his mouth and said in the ancient and pure language of the Netherworld clan: "The Evil Nether clan is a direct lineage of my lord! My lord's bloodline is the noble and noble bloodline! You despicable people who dare to act recklessly in the place chosen by my lord should all be torn apart and destroyed!"
The Evil God of Fear chanted and narrated in a low voice in the rhythmic language of the Wraith tribe, as if he had pronounced a death sentence.
His sharp bone palm was like a bright blue blade, and a cold green light flashed through the void. Immediately, the body of the Wraith tribesman who was begging for mercy was separated first, and then exploded with a "peng".
Blood, like sapphire-like bone residue, mixed with the strong smell of blood, fell like rain.
"Your venerable lords!"
The remaining members of the Wraith Clan were howling like ghosts when they saw that the situation was not going well.
"We, in the name of our Lord, guard the underworld and protect his descendants..."
The five evil gods were no longer silent. They all chanted in a low voice in the ancient language of the Wraith Clan, as if they were declaring their loyalty to the Lord Heavenly Soul who had passed away for thousands of years.
Coming from the Ruins Realm, trying to control the Xieming tribe and treating the Xieming tribe as inferiors, each and every one of them is being hunted down by the five evil gods.
From time to time, a member of the Wraith Clan would die violently, with his flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Even Barbara was hunted by the Evil God of Despair in the sky. Barbara even revealed that she was the soul of the Ghost Scepter, but her soul was shocked and killed by the Evil God of Despair, and she died completely from then on.
All the Xieming clan members were dumbfounded when they saw the dramatic change.
One side is the five evil gods they have worshiped for generations, and the other side is a member of the Wraith Clan who claims to be the source of their bloodline. Both sides have a connection with them, and neither side can be offended.
"Here, all the members of the Wraith Clan have been killed, and the space altar has also been destroyed. What should we do?" The old woman was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses, "The spiritual world is about to be destroyed, we just have to We can follow the Wraith Clan. But now, their people are being slaughtered, where should we go?"
"You will have a new guide." The cold voice of the murderous evil god suddenly sounded.
"The new guide? Who is it? The Great Lord Styx has disappeared, and the descendants carrying his bloodline have all died suddenly one by one. The Great Lord Xiefeng was also killed by Nie Tian. Who else can guide us? "
"That's Nie Tian." The murderous evil god said.
"What? Nie Tian?"
"Nie Tian is a member of the human race, how can he guide us? What's more, even the Great Lord Xie Feng was killed by Nie Tian! Nie Tian is our mortal enemy!"
"Humans are not qualified to guide us!"
"Nie Tian is our mortal enemy!"
All the members of the Evil Underworld Tribe started shouting like a cauldron when they heard what the murderous evil god said.
"Nie Tian, has gained the master's approval." The murderous evil god said coldly without even moving an eyebrow, in a tone of indifference to all living beings: "The death of Lord Xie Feng is his own fault. You are all the blood descendants of the master, Nie Tian has inherited the master's soul skills and holds the ghost scepter, so he is qualified to guide you and open up a way for you to survive."
"No, we don't agree."
"We cannot accept being guided by a human being. This is absolutely impossible!"
"We disagree."
…
Outside the main domain of the Wood clan.
The main soul of Nie Tian was holding the ghost scepter, and the overwhelming soul thoughts scattered like spider webs.
The existence of the ghost scepter helps him extend his soul thoughts billions of miles away.
Not only in the main domain of the Wood Clan, but also in the many scattered domains around it, he can sense whether there are powerful souls.
The souls of the strong are like torches and lanterns, while the souls of the weak are like fireflies.
"It is indeed a rare Horcrux in the world!"
The main soul communicates with the ghost scepter. The soul thought is everywhere, and the range of perception and sensitivity are increased countless times. Nie Tian is amazed by the wonder.
With the ghost scepter in his hand, through his connection with the split soul, he could even know what happened in the underworld.
He knew about Barbara's death immediately.
In his main soul's perception, there were seven torch-like bright souls in the nearby realm. They were also seven strong men at the level of kings. The specific races were unknown to him at the moment.
But he believed that the seven great kings should know about his existence.
The deaths of the four previous princes should soon be known to those seven.
"Your Majesty, there is nothing to be afraid of." He mused secretly, "But the spiritual world is different from the ruin world. There are many space passages between the spiritual world and the human world, and it is very convenient to travel. I appeared in the spiritual world, and in the master of the Wood Clan The domain seeks a breakthrough in the Divine Domain, and once the news leaks out, I am afraid it will attract the attention of the great masters in the Ruins Realm."
"If powerful men of the level of Lord Purgatory come from the Ruin Realm one after another and deliberately hinder the breakthrough of my divine realm, we will be in trouble."
"On the one hand, we must break through the realm as soon as possible, and on the other hand, we must eliminate hidden dangers!"
Once Nie Tian made up his mind, he took action.
"call!"
The main soul moved the ghost scepter and shuttled through the starry sky in the spiritual world, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.
Dark Nightmare Realm.
Under the clear lake, there were many gorgeous palaces located. A ninth-level king of the Black Scale Tribe suddenly flew away from the palace in the lake as if he suddenly had a premonition that something was not going to happen.
This Blackscale tribesman fled to the neighboring Demon Realm in a desperate attempt to escape through the Demon Realm's space formation.
"Black Scale Clan."
The mysterious ghost scepter arrives quietly like a meteor passing by in the spiritual world.
Nie Tian's main soul stood on the scepter like nothing, glanced at the Black Scale clan member from a distance, and said: "The Black Scale clan, since they are associated with the demons and the You clan, have come to our human world to create and kill people." Damn it, then you can’t blame me for having an operation on you.”
The ghost staff was waved, and the ninth-level monarch, who had the opportunity to replace the black-armored monarch and become the leader of the black scale clan, was killed by Nie Tian's staff.
"Next."