Chapter 1101：

An Fugui looked at the sky above Ye Fan, his eyes filled with amazement and said, "It's really scary!"

"A single blow can cause such destructive power!"

At this time,

Lin Zhensheng on the side trembled suddenly.

Lin Zhensheng's mental power was released, and his eyes continued to stare into the depths of Beiman Mountain.

He opened his mouth and said, "Ye Fan has made another move!"

"What else does he want to do?!"

Everyone extended their mental power towards that side one after another.

I can only see,

In the sky deep in the Beiman Mountain, another purple-golden light burst out.

Above the sky.

After Ye Fan killed all the ghosts, he looked at the Ghost King Palace below.

The originally huge and magnificent ghost palace was in a mess at the moment.

After the aftermath of the fight between Ye Fan and Beimang Ghost King before, there were ruined walls everywhere.

The nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine houses in the palace basically collapsed and destroyed more than half!

Ye Fan opened his dark eyes and saw clearly that there were still many Yin Qi ground veins under the ground of the Ghost King Palace.

Even if there is no ghost king formation, this is still a place where all the Yin veins converge.

Even after the ghost palace is destroyed, it is indispensable for the evil spirits to come here to entangle.

Over time, countless powerful ghosts will continue to be produced!

This place must be destroyed!

While Ye Fanming glanced at the Yin Qi ground veins under the Ghost King Palace, he thought to himself in his heart.

The underworld on his body was violent.

Ye Fan used the technique of taking ground veins in the space of the mirror world before.

His eyes squinted slightly, his eyes sharpened.

The right hand slowly fell towards the lower cover!

Behind the 700-meter-high Yan Luo Faxiang, the purple-gold Faxiang also covered his right hand!

This big handprint of Faxiang is different from the one that Ye Fan used before, and there is no sound of breaking the air or breaking the wind.

Silent!

No sound erupted until it got into the ground.

This purple-golden Yama mudra directly affects the underground veins.

It has no effect on the void and the earth.

The brilliant purple and golden handprints, after digging into the ground, impressively captured all the Yin Qi ground veins under the Ghost King Palace with one hand.

There are a total of thirty-six Yin Qi ground veins of various sizes, all gray-black or dark black.

Ye Fan's eyes burning with Zihuo Mingyan saw this scene clearly.

He shouted: "Get up--"

Pull up with your right hand.

The purple-gold Yamama handprint suddenly exerted force and took out thirty-six Yin Qi ground veins abruptly.

Rumbling--

Rumbling--

A deafening explosion sounded.

Click, click, click——

The mountains and forests broke apart directly.

The dense and incomparable smoke and dust immediately rose up and rushed into the sky.

There are hundreds of thousands of meters long cracks on the surface, which are torn apart in the solid mountains.

As if the abyssal demons appeared one by one in the ground, a wide, long and deep demonic mouth opened.

It swallowed all the trees wherever it passed along the road, and also swallowed all the vegetation and soil on the surface.

All the palaces, houses, ruins, and broken walls of the Ghost Palace were all shattered and fell into the cracks in the ground.

Ye Fan condensed his eyes.

His eyes and mental power swept to the ground.

In this scene of destruction like a magnitude ten earthquake, the seven-acre large handprint of Yan Luo Faxiang captured thirty-six light black or dark black Yin Qi ground veins.

The veins are like a dragon!

Howl--

Howl--

These thirty-six Yin Qi ground veins of varying lengths, as soon as they were taken out of the ground by the master's hand, they immediately twisted and twisted, wrapped around the purple-gold hand, struggling to roar.

With the emergence of Yin Qi ground veins, the cracking momentum of the ground below became more and more violent and terrifying.

The rumbling roar sounded everywhere.

In the dense smoke and dust that rushed into the night, there was also a rotten stench like a corpse.

Ye Fan stared at the thirty-six Yin Qi ground veins, and said with a cold voice: "Broken——"

Speaking out.

The rumbling sound shakes all directions.