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"It's just a formation, do you really think I can't detect it?"

Xu Qianqiu smiled faintly.

"This is the Soul-Breaking Seven Nails Formation. It is one of the most powerful formations in the Styx. This formation is extremely secretive and it is impossible for you to detect it. Besides, if you noticed it, why would you step on it? Come in?"

The black-robed ghost cultivator smiled disdainfully.

Just think that Xu Qianqiu is talking big words.

"I joined the formation because this formation is useless to me."

Xu Qianqiu waved his sleeves, and an incomparably majestic soul power surged out like a torrent, impacting the entire formation.

Under this force, the formation suddenly crumbled.

There was a look of shock on everyone's faces.

"What a powerful soul. The Lord of the Underworld is indeed worthy of his reputation. If we fight alone, we will never be his opponent."

"But we are not fighting alone now, we are activating the formation together!"

The old man in black robe gave a cold shout.

Suddenly, the power of the ghost saints was continuously injected into the formation.

I saw runes appearing in the sky above the formation. After the runes gathered together, they formed seven huge bloody spikes!

boom!

The first nail fell towards Xu Qianqiu like a shooting star.

This power is enough to kill a great saint.

Perhaps Qianqiu would not retreat or evade, but with a thought in his mind, he turned his palm into a sword, and a bloody sword light shot out like a tidal wave! !

The light of the sword tore through the sky and the earth, shattering the bloody spike.

Dissipate individually.

But then, the remaining six bloody spikes fell one by one, and each one was more powerful than the first one.

"The underworld returns to its original state, and the heaven, earth and ghosts become one!"

Xu Qianqiu cast the spell of Minghai Guiyuan.

Fingers clasped upside down.

Between heaven and earth, countless ghosts and resentments roared towards Xu Qianqiu!

In an instant, a purple light group formed in his palm, and the light group erupted into extremely powerful fluctuations, impacting in all directions!

The bloody spikes that fell one by one collapsed one by one under this blow, and the entire formation barrier was even more shattered!

boom! !

The powerful formation backfired and swept out.

The black-robed Ghost Saint and the others were blasted away one by one, their souls vibrating and seemed to be broken, and their eyes were horrifying.

"What a terrifying strength!"

"The spirit of heaven, earth and ghosts is one. This is one of the most superior spells in the Minghai Guiyuan Art. Its power is no less than the emperor's art!!"

"We are not opponents, leave!!"

The black-robed Ghost Saint and others did not dare to fight Xu Qianqiu any longer. They turned into streams of light and fled quickly towards the distance.

And Xu Qianqiu slowly walked out of the smoke, wearing a black robe, as dark as the night, with majesty on his brows, like an emperor.

"Asura Sect, let me see what other tricks you have."

He took one step forward and left Skull Island.

The battle on Skull Island had such a large impact that it affected the entire upper reaches of the Styx River, and countless forces were shocked.

"A dozen ghost saints joined forces to surround and kill the emperor of the underworld with the soul-breaking seven-nail formation, but they were easily defeated by the opponent?!"

"The strength of the Emperor of the Underworld is far beyond imagination."

This battle once again increased the prestige of the Emperor of the Underworld.

And this is also one of Xu Qianqiu's goals.

To unify the underworld, in addition to strength, you also need prestige.

What he wanted when he came to attack Shura Sect this time was prestige.

The Shura Sect is thirty thousand miles away.

The water of the Styx River flows endlessly, and along the coast, there are mountains and mountains, which are mixed with an extraordinary atmosphere.

Countless ghost cultivators gathered here with great momentum.

The Ghost Saint who had surrounded and killed Xu Qianqiu before was also here.

This time, in addition to the ghost saints, there were countless troops.

Down to ordinary evil spirits.

Go up to the Ghost Lord and the Ghost Saint.

There are so many of them, hundreds of millions!

The affiliated forces of the Shura Sect are almost all gathered here. Outside the Shura Sect, there is a strong tendency to intercept and kill Xu Qianqiu at all costs.

"The Shura Sect is using us as cannon fodder to test the strength of the Lord of the Styx. Do we really want to die for the Shura Sect?"

A ghost saint looked at the countless ghost cultivators behind him and said.

There is something complicated inside.

Next to him, a ghost saint sighed helplessly, "What if you don't comply? We are an affiliated force of Shura Sect. If we don't agree, Shura Sect will come to settle accounts with us afterwards, and we will also die."

One is Shura Sect.

One is the emperor of the underworld.

The former has dominated the Styx for countless years and is one of the four giants of the Styx.

The latter has only recently emerged.

Even though Xu Qianqiu showed great strength, in the eyes of many ghost cultivators, he had basically no chance of winning if he attacked the Shura Sect alone.

"Prepare for war with peace of mind. The Emperor of the Underworld is coming soon."

The ghost saint said.

And besides the countless ghost cultivators participating in the war.

There are also a group of ghost cultivators who are sitting on the wall and watching, including the other three giants, the Evil Soul Hall, the Demon Spirit Pavilion, and the Fierce Sect.

They looked at the hundreds of millions of ghost cultivators with different thoughts.

Some want to see whether the emperor of the underworld is powerful enough to pose a threat to them, and some want to take advantage of the Shura Sect and the emperor of the underworld to fight so that both sides will suffer, and then take action to reap the benefits...

In short, all parties have their own plans.

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There was a woman on the side of the Evil Soul Hall who attracted the attention of many ghost cultivators. She was a ghost saint, but she exuded a completely different aura from other ghost cultivators. She had physical fluctuations.

That was a fluctuation that only living people had.

But she mastered the power of physical fitness with her soul body.

This really surprised the ghost cultivators.

"It is said that this ghost cultivator came to the Styx recently, and later joined the Evil Soul Hall and became an elder of the Evil Soul Hall."

"Recently, there are really many interesting people in the Styx, the Human Emperor Xu Qianqiu, the Son of Hell, and the new elder of the Evil Soul Hall..."

The ghost cultivators whispered to each other.

And the eye-catching female ghost saint did not care too much. Looking at the hundreds of millions of ghost cultivators below, her eyes flashed slightly, and she was extremely curious about the upcoming Son of Hell, "My Emperor, will you be that Son of Hell?"

This female ghost saint was Qixia.

She came to the Styx under the guidance of the Master of Tianji Pavilion. However, she was a newcomer and had no power. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find Xu Qianqiu. Moreover, she was from the Heavenly Court. Once this identity was exposed, it would inevitably cause some troubles. So she chose to hide her identity and join the Evil Soul Hall.

Use the power of the Evil Soul Hall in the Styx to find Xu Qianqiu.

This time she came to the Shura Sect to watch the battle because she felt that the newly rising son of the underworld might be Xu Qianqiu.

After all, it was a bit too sudden for such a strong man to suddenly appear in the Styx. She suspected that the other party was Xu Qianqiu in disguise.

Just when Qixia was thinking.

In the distance, on the Styx, a raging wave suddenly rose, and boundless ghost energy surged, accompanied by a suffocating pressure.

I saw a black figure stepping on the waves on the rolling water of the Styx, with ghost energy surging behind him, as if there were hundreds of millions of evil ghosts roaring.

Boundless power shook the whole audience.

All the affiliated forces of the Shura Sect were as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their faces solemn.

"The Son of Hell is here!"