Chapter 1093：

"This king... this king has not yet completed the great cause of dominating the world!"

"This king will definitely be resurrected!"

"The orphan will be resurrected again in the kingdom of the emperor!"

"Little bastard, wait for my king's revenge!"

"Hahaha--"

"This king..."

When the Beiman Ghost King spoke at the end, his words stopped abruptly.

The entire ghost body, as well as the nine hundred and ninety-meter-high ghost king's magic image, instantly bloomed with purple-golden brilliance like a magic sword!

Immediately after,

Boom!

The whole ghost and Dharma form suddenly exploded into pieces!

A circle of mysterious black and purple-golden vacuum rippling big waves, immediately dispersed and overflowed, sweeping the void of the world within ten miles!

Centered on the place where the ghost of the king of ghosts burst, the forest and vegetation within ten miles below were all affected by the aftermath of the ghost's burst, and directly turned into a place of dusty grass scraps!

The mountain and forest land below the ghost body exploded, and the soil opened up, the ground collapsed, and a huge hole with a depth of 19 meters appeared.

At the bottom and edges of the big pit, all turned into glazed crystal-like fragments.

This is the kind of crystalline powder particles that the explosion power is too strong, and the clods and rocks are all affected by the powerful force and high temperature, and melted into this kind of crystalline powder particles.

Ye Fan raised his brow slightly after smashing the real body of the ghost king of Beimang and the spirit of the ghost king.

He could feel the void where the ghost king died, and there was still a very powerful big ghost resentment remaining.

Ye Fan's mental power swept out.

Ten basketball groups of different sizes and colors suddenly burst out from the place where the real body of the ghost king of Beimang was blown up!

This is the three souls and seven souls of the old ghost.

Ye Fan thought of what Beiman Ghost King had said before he died, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Eliminate evil!

The three souls and seven souls of this old ghost must be killed together, so that they can be scattered!

Ye Fan thought so.

The purple and golden netherworld underworld surging turbulently on his body, forming a jade belt of qi, boiling around!

Ye Fan was about to make a move, suddenly!

The three souls and seven souls of the North Mang Ghost King suddenly brightened up!

There are colorful soul lights, blooming in the void!

at the same time,

On these ten groups of three souls and seven souls, there is also a strong and strange mental power fluctuation, which is diffused!

It seems to be calling something, and it seems to be asking someone for help! !

The next moment,

Ye Fan's eyes were surprised to see that the void where the old ghost's three souls and seven souls were located suddenly seemed to be rippled, violently tossing up, washing away the violent and turbulent vacuum waves!

These large vacuum waves, the violent fluctuations, seem to have reached the limit of space, and a tiny crack in space will soon be produced!

next moment,

Click!

The sound of overwhelmed space sounded.

An incomparably fragmented space crack was suddenly torn out from the surging vacuum waves!

This is... there is a ninth-sequence world-destroying power, tearing the space with mighty force, pouring power through the air!

Ye Fan was slightly surprised.

He suddenly thought of something, and in his eyes, a purple-golden flame was blazing.

Ye Fan's eyes immediately became sharp like a sword shadow.

I can only see,

Among the cracks in that space, among the violently boiling void ripples and waves, a big ghost hand, whose breath fluctuates like a vast ocean, suddenly stretched out!

This ghost ghost handprint that did not know where it came from, shook slightly, and enveloped the three souls and seven souls of the Beiman Ghost King, and the ten souls of the color light.

This is... to take away the three souls and seven souls of the ghost king under Ye Fan's eyelids! !

Huh--

Ye Fan stepped out to catch up with the old ghost's three souls and seven souls.

Behind him, the purple-golden Yama Faxiang, 700 meters high, let out a silent roar.

Ye Fan let out a cold sigh with sharp eyes like a sword of a magic weapon.

"What a courage!!"

"In front of the Yama King of My Ten Temples, I still want to steal the three souls and seven souls of the old Beimang ghost!!"

"Exit—"

Speaking out.

The indifferent and clear voice spread all over the world.

Ye Fan's right hand was spinning the law wheel, and he was immediately poured into the majestic underworld, Minggang, once again blooming with dazzling brilliance!

Thoughts moved.

This millstone-sized wheel of the law of the underworld immediately turned into a purple golden light and flew out!

Like a golden thread, tearing apart heaven and earth!