Qiankun Gourd

"Humph! I didn't expect Qingsha to be waiting for us here!"

"My fellow Taoists, let's go meet him. We won't let him get away again this time!"

The Black Evil Ancestor smiled slightly, his figure flashed, and he turned into a black light and disappeared on the spot.

"Let's go too!"

The Blue Evil Ancestor turned into a blue light and disappeared on the spot. The Purple Evil Ancestor and the White Evil Ancestor also disappeared in a flash.

The valley was filled with deafening cries of killing, and countless cultivators from all around rushed towards the cultivators of the four tribes.

"Impossible? How come the Qingsha tribe has so many cultivators?"

When Patriarch Lansha saw this scene, he said with some surprise.

"It seems that there is something fishy going on here!"

The Purple Evil Ancestor said lightly.

When the Black Evil Ancestor and the White Evil Ancestor saw this scene, their brows slightly frowned.

"It seems that there really is a force behind the Qingsha Clan!"

The Black Evil Ancestor muttered to himself.

“Fellow Daoist Heisha, no matter who is supporting them from behind, as soon as the Shura army arrives, they will definitely be defeated!”

Ancestor Baisha smiled slightly.

"That's right, let's go meet that old fellow Heisha first!"

Ancestor Lansha said again.

In a blink of an eye, the four of them flew into the clouds. Looking up, they saw four figures waiting for them in front.

These four figures were none other than Zhao Wuji of the Zhao family, Ying Lihua of the Ying family, Liu Hanwen of the Liu family, and the Qingsha ancestor of the Qingsha clan.

"It's a cultivator from the ghost clan!"

Patriarch Lan Sha recognized the identities of three of them at a glance.

In a moment, the four Black Evil Ancestors landed not far from the four Green Evil Ancestors.

"My fellow ghosts, this is an internal matter of our Rakshasa tribe. I advise you to leave as soon as possible!"

The Black Evil Ancestor said with a bad look on his face.

"This should be the Black Evil Daoist from the Black Evil Clan!"

"The Ghost Clan and the Rakshasa Clan are closely related! You have joined the Shura Clan, don't think we don't know why!"

Zhao Wuji said coldly.

"Since you know that the Shura clan is behind us, you still dare to come. It seems that the day when your ghost clan will be exterminated is not far away! Haha!"

Ancestor Lansha laughed coldly.

"Four Daoists, Black Evil, Blue Evil, Purple Evil, and White Evil!"

"I advise you to change your minds. The Shura Clan just wants to use us to deal with our fellow ghosts!"

"As long as we join forces with fellow Daoists from the Ghost Clan, the Shura Clan won't be able to do anything to us!"

"But if our two tribes become enemies, the Shura tribe will definitely reap the benefits!"

Ancestor Qingsha kindly comforted.

"To join forces with the ghost clan is to seek death!"

"Qingsha! I think you also know that the Shura clan has recently produced a Mahayana cultivator!"

"Even if all of us here join forces, I'm afraid we are still no match for a Mahayana cultivator!"

The Purple Evil Ancestor said lightly,

"I advise you to surrender quickly!"

"Fellow Daoist Qingsha! It's impossible to convince them. It's better for us to speak with strength!"

Ying Lihua said.

"Okay! Let your strength speak for itself. Then I will learn from you, the fairy!"

After the Purple Evil Ancestor finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves, and a purple evil ring spun out. Then the purple ring flashed, and its shape grew rapidly, instantly becoming a hundred feet high.

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless purple light circles shot out from the purple ring and attacked the four people on the opposite side.

"My three fellow Taoists, I will show you my ugliness first!"

After Ying Lihua finished speaking, a small black tree flew out from her hand. The black tree flashed with light and instantly turned into a hundred feet tall.

Countless black snakes were hovering above the small trees. These black snakes flew out one after another and met the purple halos on the opposite side.

"Fellow Daoist Heisha, if this is the case, I have no choice but to take action!"

After the Green Evil Patriarch finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves and a small green tower flew out. The small green tower was surrounded by green light, and rays of green light shot out and attacked the Black Evil Patriarch.

"Okay! You and I, brothers, will fight to the death today!"

After the Black Evil Ancestor finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves and a small black bell flew out. The black bell shone brightly, and countless black lights shot out.

Bang bang bang!

The blue light and the black light collided with each other in an instant.

Afterwards, Zhao Wuji summoned a huge black axe and chopped it fiercely at the Blue Evil Ancestor opposite him. The Blue Evil Ancestor then summoned a blue trident and went up to fight.

Liu Hanwen then sacrificed a black inkstone, which instantly became a hundred feet high and smashed towards the Baisha ancestor opposite him.

Ancestor Baisha was not to be outdone. He waved his sleeves and summoned a white sword. The sword also became a hundred feet high and chopped down the huge inkstone.

Eight monks in the late stage of fusion were fighting each other, and the fight was so fierce that it shocked the world and made ghosts weep, but there was no winner.

The rumbling sound was endless and the countless lights were dazzling.

At this time, Ye Feng flew to the rear of the Black Evil Clan's army, preparing to intercept the Rakshasa Clan's army.

Hundreds of warships marched majestically from the Shura tribe’s territory into the Rakshasa tribe’s territory.

On a huge boat about a thousand feet long, a red-faced man and an orange-faced old man were discussing something.

This red-faced monk is the Red-faced Shura, one of the six elders of the Shura clan. This Red-faced Shura has the cultivation level of the late stage of fusion.

This orange-faced monk is the Orange-faced Shura, one of the six elders of the Shura clan. The Orange-faced Shura also has the cultivation level of the late stage of fusion.

"Fellow Daoist Orange Face! Do you think these people from the Rakshasa tribe can be trusted?"

"A small tribe of Qingsha has been struggling for so long. If we had taken action, we would have destroyed them long ago."

"This time, they are saying that there is a powerful force behind the Qingsha Clan supporting them!"

"Bah! That's complete nonsense!"

"Do you think they will set a trap ahead to murder us?"

The Red-faced Shura spoke carelessly to the Orange-faced Shura beside him.

"No! If they dare to play tricks, it won't be so troublesome!"

"Besides, with the ancestor here, they don't dare to do that!"

"These old guys are very smart and won't make such a stupid mistake!"

Orange-faced Shura said lightly.

"Then why have we not taken down the Qingsha tribe after all this time? Why do we have to do it ourselves?"

The Red-faced Shura asked again.

"This...I don't understand it either!"

"Perhaps they hope that the Qingsha tribe can join us, so that they will have one more person and more weight in front of us!"

Orange-faced Shura thought for a moment and said.

"Also! Why bother with so much trouble! Please ask the ancestor to take action and first destroy the Rakshasa clan, then destroy the ghost clan. Then my Shura clan will be able to rule the entire underworld continent!"

Red-faced Shura spoke again.

"Humph! It's not easy to completely destroy them!"

"Even so, we will kill one thousand enemies but lose eight hundred of our own!"

"It's totally not worth it! Letting the two tribes kill each other while we sit back and reap the benefits is the best strategy!"

Orange-faced Shura said.

"I remember now, it seems that the ancestor also said this!"

The red-faced Shura touched his head.

"Fellow Taoists, please stay!"

At this moment, a loud voice was heard, causing all the flying boats to tremble slightly.