After becoming a ghost, hold the boss's thigh tightly

When the morning light first broke, Yan'an set out on the journey to the place where the clone of the World-Devouring Nightmare was located.

He was dressed in a black robe with fluttering sleeves, as if blending into the night.

The ancient fan tightly held in his hand swayed gently in the breeze, emitting a faint demonic aura, revealing his identity as a powerful demon spirit.

As he walked deeper, Yan'an felt the depression and uneasiness in the air.

He knew that he was getting closer and closer to the evil being that was trying to devour the world - the incarnation of the World-Devouring Nightmare.

But he did not back down. Instead, he became more determined and vowed to prevent this disaster from happening.

After crossing a barren desert and climbing over several steep mountains, Yan'an finally arrived at the place where his clone was.

This is a ruined place shrouded in darkness, filled with a thick aura of death, as if even time has stopped here.

The clone stood in the ruins. It was huge, surrounded by black mist, and its eyes flashed with dark green light, revealing endless greed and evil.

Facing such a powerful enemy, Yan An was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath, stabilized his inner emotions, and then walked forward slowly.

Every step seemed so firm and powerful, as if announcing his arrival and determination to his clone.

When Yan'an stood in front of the clone, the fan in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling light.

It was the concentration and release of all his demonic power, illuminating the surrounding darkness like bright stars.

He stared into the clone's dark green eyes and said in a low and powerful voice: "Your ambition will end here!"

As the words fell, a thrilling battle officially kicked off. Yan An waved his fan and started a fierce battle with the clone.

Every attack condensed all his demonic power and wisdom, and the clone also demonstrated its powerful strength and cunning means.

The collision between the two caused an earth-shaking sound and dazzling light, making the entire ruins tremble.

However, at this moment, a group of independent cultivators heard the news and rushed over to join the battle.

They each used their unique skills to fight alongside Yan'an against the clone.

The joining of independent cultivators made the battle more intense and exciting, and also made Yan'an feel the power of unity and the significance of persistence.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the clone was finally unable to withstand the attack and was completely destroyed.

After the battle, Yan'an and the casual practitioners collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, but their eyes were filled with joy and pride of victory.

They knew that victory in this battle was not only a recognition of their strength but also a testament to their faith and will.

No matter what difficulties and challenges they encounter on the road ahead, they will face them together hand in hand and fight unremittingly to protect this land and its people.

At the intersection of the vast space and time, Ao Feng, the dragon son and brave warrior with dragon blood, also sensed the stirrings of the World-Devouring Nightmare's clone.

He was wearing silver armor that was as dazzling as a star, and the dragon pattern on his forehead was shining, showing his noble bloodline and extraordinary power.

There was determination and resoluteness in Ao Feng's eyes. He was well aware of the difficulty of this mission, but he also understood that protecting the people and maintaining world peace was his unshirkable responsibility.

With a dragon roar that resounded through the sky, Ao Feng led the elite shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Dragon Palace, as well as a group of powerful independent cultivators from all corners of the world, and rushed like a tide to another mysterious area where the clone was located.

This area was shrouded in thick black fog, as if it was a portal to the underworld, and the air was filled with a suffocating smell of death.

However, Ao Feng and his team were fearless, their hearts were filled with desire for justice and belief in victory.

When Ao Feng and his group stepped into this area, the clone had already noticed their arrival.

The clone was huge, like a towering mountain, surrounded by black flames, and each wisp of flame contained destructive power.

Its eyes were like two deep whirlpools, as if they could devour the souls of all living things.

However, Ao Feng was not intimidated by the aura of the clone. He straightened his back, raised the dragon-scale spear in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Dragon Palace men, fellow cultivators, we have gathered here today to eradicate the evil that is harming the world! Let us fight side by side for justice and peace!"

Following Ao Feng's order, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals transformed into human forms one after another. Holding all kinds of strange weapons in their hands and moving as agile as flying, they launched a fierce attack on the clone together with the wandering cultivators.

Ao Feng led the charge, wielding his dragon-scale spear. Wherever the tip of the spear passed, the black flames dissipated, revealing his unparalleled fighting power.

The battle was extremely fierce, with both sides fighting back and forth and neither side giving in.

Although the clone was powerful, it gradually became overwhelmed by the joint attack of Ao Feng and others.

However, the clone is still a part of the World-Devouring Nightmare after all, and it possesses amazing recovery abilities and strange attack methods.

Whenever Ao Feng and others thought they had severely damaged it, the clone would always recover at an astonishing speed and launch even more fierce attacks.

Faced with such difficulties, Ao Feng was not discouraged. He knew that the key to this battle was persistence and cooperation.

Ao Feng tightly grasped the dragon-scale spear, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted to his comrades beside him: "Don't let your guard down, a new threat has emerged! We must work more closely together to resist the unknown forces in this black fog!"

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals responded one after another. Although they had different appearances, they all showed unparalleled unity and determination at this moment.

The casual cultivators also had solemn expressions, but there was an unyielding light flashing in their eyes. They knew that fighting alongside Ao Feng was the greatest honor of their lives.

"Brother Ao Feng, this black fog came suddenly. How should we deal with it?" A powerful independent cultivator stepped forward, his tone filled with anxiety.

Ao Feng frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "First of all, we must remain vigilant and not let this black fog take advantage of the opportunity to attack.

“Secondly, we must use our advantages, such as the flexibility of our small army and the diverse skills of our independent cultivators, to deal with various situations that may arise.

"The most important thing is that we must believe in our own strength and believe that we can overcome all difficulties!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Feng took the lead. His figure flashed, and he leaped into the black fog like a dragon soaring into the sky. The dragon-scale spear in his hand turned into a dazzling dragon light, drawing brilliant tracks in the black fog.

Seeing this, the small fry and the wandering cultivators followed Ao Feng and rushed into the black fog. They each used their strengths and engaged in a fierce battle with the unknown forces in the black fog.

As time went by, the battle in the black fog became more intense. Ao Feng and his team continued to face new challenges and difficulties, but they always maintained their firm belief and united strength.

They supported and encouraged each other, hovering on the brink of life and death but never gave up their desire for victory.

Finally, after an arduous battle, Ao Feng and his team successfully repelled the unknown force in the black fog.

Although they were exhausted and wounded, their faces were filled with joy and pride of victory.

"We won!" Ao Feng raised his dragon-scale spear high and cheered loudly. His voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if announcing their victory and glory to everyone.

The small fry and the wandering cultivators also cheered and surrounded Ao Feng to celebrate this hard-earned victory.

At this moment they felt unprecedented unity and strength. They knew that as long as they worked together, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

"Brother Ao Feng, thank you for leading us to this victory!" A powerful independent cultivator stepped forward and shook Ao Feng's hand and said gratefully.

Ao Feng smiled and shook his head and said: "This is everyone's credit. Without your support and cooperation, I alone would not be able to achieve this victory."

His words were so warm and sincere that everyone present felt his sincerity and humility.

At this moment, they became more determined and determined to fight side by side with Ao Feng. They knew that no matter what difficulties and challenges they encountered in the days to come, they would face them together, overcome them together, and jointly protect this beautiful world.

In the dark and deep ghost realm, the Ghost Lord Qiu Mian sat quietly on her throne, surrounded by wisps of ghost aura, looking both mysterious and majestic.

Her eyes were closed, as if she was isolated from the world, but in fact she was immersed in an ancient and powerful secret method, trying to sense the misfortune encountered by the distant clone.

"Nine Yin Girl, you really didn't let me down." Qiu Mian's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a hint of imperceptible relief.

She knew in her heart that the surrender of the Nine Yin Girl was not only a major blow to the World-Devouring Nightmare, but also won her a powerful ally.

The Nine Yin Girl slowly walked into the hall. Her figure appeared particularly thin and tough in the dim light.

There was not much expression on her face, but her deep eyes flashed with determination and firmness.

"Master Ghost, I have brought some core items of the World Devouring Nightmare. They may help you track down the location of the main body."

Qiu Mian slowly opened his eyes, and his two sharp gazes seemed to be able to penetrate the void and stare directly at the object in Jiuyin Woman's hand.

It was a bead emitting a dim light, with complex runes entwined on it, revealing an ancient and evil aura.

"Is this the source of part of the power of the World-Devouring Nightmare?" Qiu Mian's tone was filled with curiosity and solemnity.

The Nine Yin Girl nodded and explained, "That's right. This bead was left in my body by the World Devouring Nightmare in order to control me. It contains a part of his power and memory. Although I have now escaped his control, this power can still be used by us."

Qiu Mian took the bead, closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, then a satisfied smile appeared on his face. "Very good, with this thing, we can find the true form of the World Devouring Nightmare more quickly and completely eliminate this threat."

She changed the subject and looked at Jiuyinnu with a gentle look. "Jiuyinnu, your choice is correct. If you team up with the World Devouring Nightmare, you will only fall into the abyss of destruction. If you join forces with me, you will not only regain your freedom, but also bring peace to this world."

Jiuyinnu bowed her head slightly, a trace of gratitude flashing in her eyes. "Thank you, Master Guizun, for your appreciation. Although I am a woman, I also know what is right. As long as I can contribute to this world, I am willing to sacrifice my life for it."

Qiu Mian gently patted Jiu Yin Nu's shoulder to show encouragement. "I have seen your determination. Next, let's use this bead to start a journey to find the true form of the World Devouring Nightmare."

As Qiu Mian's words fell, the entire hall seemed to shake. A powerful force surged out of her body and resonated with the beads in her hand.

Under the guidance of the secret technique, they began to shuttle through the void, rushing towards the direction of the World-Devouring Nightmare's main body.

In this journey full of unknowns and dangers, Qiu Mian and Jiuyin Girl fought side by side, facing all kinds of obstacles and tests from the World-Devouring Nightmare.

But they all have the same belief in their hearts - for the sake of peace and tranquility in this world, they must persevere until the World-Devouring Nightmare is completely eliminated.

While Ghost Lord Qiu Mian and Nine Yin Girl were busy preparing to track down the true form of the World-Devouring Nightmare, an invisible force quietly spread over the continent.

This power came from the bead that contained part of the power of the World-Devouring Nightmare. Under the stimulation of Qiu Mian's secret method, it not only guided them in the direction, but also accidentally triggered some ancient mechanism on the continent, spreading the location information of the World-Devouring Nightmare's body like ripples to every corner.

"Huh? This is..." In the far east, on a fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, a white-haired old monk suddenly stopped practicing and looked up at the sky with a frown.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then turned into determination. "Is the final battle of the World Devouring Nightmare finally coming?"

At the same time, on the other side of the continent, deep in a dark forest, a demon beast with a thousand years of cultivation also felt this unusual breath.

It looked up at the starry sky, its eyes gleaming with wisdom as if they could penetrate the clouds and look directly at that distant and dangerous existence. "Hmph, World Devouring Nightmare, your doom has come!"

The news spread quickly among the monks and monsters like wildfire.

No matter they were the hermits living in the mountains, the knights roaming the secular world, or the powerful demons who were usually hidden, they were all moved by this force, and unprecedented blood and passion surged in their hearts.

"For the peace of the continent, we must unite!" A young monk shouted on the city wall. His voice penetrated the noisy crowd and inspired everyone who heard it.

"Yes! We can't let the World-Devouring Nightmare's conspiracy succeed!" The monsters also responded one after another. Although they had different shapes, they all had the same belief at this moment and vowed to protect the land that gave birth to them.

For a moment, the entire continent seemed to be held together by an invisible force.

The monks took out their magic weapons one after another, and the monsters displayed their magical powers. They either flew on swords, or rode on clouds, or transformed into beasts, and rushed towards the direction of the World-Devouring Nightmare's main body.

In this unprecedented gathering, some of the past grudges and hatreds were temporarily put aside.

Although there may be all kinds of frictions and conflicts between monks and monsters on a daily basis, they all understand at this moment that only by unity can they defeat the existence that threatens the entire continent.

"Yan'an Taoyao, it's time for us to set off too." Mu Qing stood beside Taoyao, looking into the distance with a determined gaze. As Qiu Mian's best friend, she naturally got the news and decided to join the battle without hesitation.

Tao Yao nodded, her eyes gleaming with determination. "Yes, Mu Qing. We must not only fight for the continent, but also strive for a chance of victory for Master Qiu Mian."

The three of them smiled at each other and then set out on the journey to the location of the World Devouring Nightmare. They knew that the journey would be full of unknowns and dangers, but they believed that as long as they had love and faith in their hearts, nothing could stop them from moving forward.

As more and more monks and monsters joined the battle, the entire continent seemed to be awakened by an unprecedented force.

They came from all directions, with their own beliefs and determination, and gathered together in this ancient and mysterious land, ready to welcome the arrival of the final battle.

And in a corner of this continent, the real body of the World-Devouring Nightmare seemed to have sensed the approach of this force.

It let out a deafening roar that shook the entire continent.

However, this did not stop the brave monks and monsters from moving forward.

They knew that this moment had arrived, and they must fight a life-and-death battle with the World-Devouring Nightmare for the sake of peace and tranquility of the continent.