Yue Yang'er murmured, the light in her eyes was extremely dim, but the killing intent radiating from her body was real. At this moment, her soft body was lurking on the ground like a cheetah, holding two extremely sharp short blades in her hands. Her bangs fell down to cover one of her eyes. "Yue Yang'er, I warned you. You are a good girl. I think you should understand what I mean. If you die because of such a stupid thing, do you think your master will be happy?" Having said that, the Ancient Saint King also had a sarcastic smile on his face. "You know, your master doesn't even have a child. If you leave this world just like this, he will really be the last to die." "Don't look down on my master... Mr. Li Xuan, I would rather be shattered to pieces today than let you continue to act like crazy." Yue Yang'er slowly looked back at Zhang Liangsheng and showed a pale smile, "I'm sorry, Zhang Liangsheng, I don't have the ability to save you, but at least I can leave this world with you." "Yueyang'er, you..." Zhang Liangsheng was still saying anything, but this strong woman had already made her own decision. Her strength is not even as good as Zhang Liangsheng, and she has no chance of winning against the Ancient Saint King. But Zhang Liangsheng didn't even have time to sympathize with this woman. He immediately concentrated and began to use his remaining spiritual energy to pour into his soul, preparing to deliver his final blow to the Ancient Saint King. Fortunately, it does not require much spiritual energy to activate the soul power. Zhang Liangsheng has now successfully entered the fourth level of Burial Scripture, and can now let his soul leave the body and attack the souls of others. Zhang Liangsheng suddenly felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, and soon he fell into a coma. When he woke up again, he found that his whole body was floating in the air, freed from the seal of the underworld witch formation. . Looking down, his body seemed to be dead, with his head tilted and his eyes tightly closed, and his hands, at this moment, became translucent like the shadow that the Hidden Silver Fairy often formed. This was Zhang Liangsheng's first time to separate his soul, and he felt a little nervous, but the current situation gave him no time to hesitate. Although Yue Yang'er somewhat bought Zhang Liangsheng some time, she herself was now facing a huge crisis.Forced to retreat by the merciless and sharp attacks of the Ancient Saint King, Yue Yang'er spat out a mouthful of blood mist in pain, hearing two loud "bang bang" sounds, and the two short blades in front of her chest also blocked her. All of them shattered, and a deep footprint was imprinted on her chest, flying out like a cannonball. "You people are all stubborn, like ridiculous frogs in a well. Do you think that with your strength, you can really stop the pace of our underworld witch clan? The so-called truth is far more complicated and cruel than you think..." The Ancient Saint King walked up to Yue Yang'er who was covered in blood and unable to resist. There was no smile on his face, and he looked expressionlessly at Yue Yang'er who was lying on the ground and twitching in pain. He glanced at the fragments of the short blade scattered aside, stretched out his hand and sucked it in, and all the fragments floated on his palm. The next moment, the ancient holy king turned his palm and immediately aimed it at Yue Yang'er's head. The fragments gradually became tinged with blood-red light and turned into blood-red awls. "When you get to Jiuquan, remember to say hello to your master and me. It's true that those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. A pathetic old stubborn like him will only be able to teach this kind of disciple in the end." However, just when the Ancient Saint King was about to shoot all these awls into Yue Yang'er's head, he suddenly felt a vague aura appearing behind him. And at the moment when he was stunned, before he had time to turn around, the Ancient Saint King was suddenly startled. The next moment, his ordinary eyes popped out like dead fish, and his face suddenly turned red from suppressing it. , dense bloodshot eyes were also covered in his eyes. Finally, the Ancient Saint King groaned in pain, and a strange wave shook in the air. The moment he fell to his knees, blood flowed uncontrollably from his seven orifices. Looking at the expression of the Ancient Saint King, he looked like a person who had lost his self-awareness. His pupils were dilated and his eyes were staring blankly at a point in the void. Then slowly, he fell down behind him. Yue Yang'er was completely dumbfounded. After a long time, Yue Yang'er got up from the ground with difficulty with a complicated and shocked emotion. Looking at the sudden and sudden death of the Minggu Saint King, it was obvious that she still didn't know what happened. . But she was sure that the Ancient Saint King was probably really dead, because the terrifying Hell Witch Formation on Zhang Liangsheng not far away had also disappeared, and the latter was released and fell to the ground. Yue Yang'er swallowed a potion to restore the injury, and immediately felt better. After that, she immediately covered her wound and ran towards Zhang Liangsheng. Seeing the latter frowning and closing his eyes, he couldn't help but hurriedly take a picture. Slap him on the cheek. "Zhang Liangsheng, Zhang Liangsheng, how are you? Wake up, wake up!" Not long after, Zhang Liangsheng slowly opened his eyes under Yueying's anxious call. Seeing the latter's relieved look, Zhang Liangsheng also smiled weakly and immediately wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. . The Ancient Saint King was suddenly killed, so naturally it was him. After Zhang Liangsheng's soul left his body, he also used a move against the Ancient Saint King that used sound waves to directly attack the enemy's soul - Tremolo Wave. As Zhang Liangsheng expected, the soul of the Ancient Saint King was not as powerful as his strength. Compared with Zhang Liangsheng, a man who specialized in soul-training techniques, his soul strength was much weaker. However, due to the strength of the Minggu Saint King, Zhang Liangsheng was unable to kill him directly. The Minggu Saint King was only temporarily unconscious, but serious injuries are inevitable, and serious injuries to the soul are not like external injuries or internal injuries. This requires special medicine to cure. Glancing at the Ancient Saint King not far away, Zhang Liangsheng swallowed a few bottles of potions to restore spiritual energy and walked over with Yue Yang'er. The Ancient Saint King is not dead, but if Zhang Liangsheng wants to, he can immediately kill this guy who has no power to fight back, but he will not do that. Because the soul of the Ancient Saint King is a good "prop" for Zhang Liangsheng. It was precisely because he had seen the underworld that Zhang Liangsheng understood the biggest secret of the underworld. When he walked to the side of the Minggu Saint King, the latter was indeed alive and had woken up from his coma. However, he was obviously extremely weak. When he saw Zhang Liangsheng squatting in front of him indifferently, he just weakly said: smiled. "Haha, what an unexpected attack. Zhang Liangsheng... I lost. I didn't expect that Burial Scripture would be so strong. It's really God's will. Among the seven magical skills of the seven families, only one We didn't get any relevant information except the burial scriptures..." Zhang Liangsheng sneered, and soon touched his neck with his fingers. There was no trace of fear on the face of the Minggu Saint King. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes with a look of peace on his face. "Even if I die, you can't stop the pace of the Underworld Witch Clan. The ghost fire of the Underworld Witch Clan will never be extinguished, and the Underworld Witch Dynasty will definitely reappear in the world..." "...The Ancient Holy King of the Underworld, remember, as long as I, Zhang Liang, live for one day, I will never let you, the Underworld Witch Clan, succeed!" After saying that, he pressed hard with two fingers, and the entire body of the Minggu Saint King trembled violently, and then he slowly tilted his head, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Zhang Liangsheng directly activated his spiritual energy to destroy his meridians, and the Ancient Saint King completely left this world. Of course, for Zhang Liangsheng, he is still alive in a sense, but the living soul has essentially nothing to do with the Ancient Saint King. And this soul is what Zhang Liangsheng plans to keep as his own this time. Although the Minggu Saint King had previously said that he would capture Zhang Liangsheng as his own container, in fact, the Minggu Saint King itself was just a container - the container of the Mingwu. The underworld witchcraft is actually to use oneself to support the underworld witch spawned in the body, and during the battle, the power of the underworld witch will be borrowed. Although the underworld witch does not have his own consciousness, in the end, if the underworld witch is trained to a certain level and cannot make further breakthroughs, he will be eaten up by the underworld witch who lacks support. This is also the biggest drawback of Hades witchcraft. Of course, this has nothing to do with Zhang Liangsheng, because he does not intend to practice this thing, and what he wants to borrow now is just the soul of the underworld witch in the body of the ancient holy king. Zhang Liangsheng can absorb an unconscious soul into his body and then use it as his puppet. After taking out the soul of the underworld witch from the body of the ancient saint king and storing it in the Dantian of the body, Zhang Liangsheng felt the pure and powerful power and smiled with satisfaction. Zhang Liangsheng is still unable to immediately make the soul of the underworld shaman into his own puppet, because this requires him to reach the fifth level of the Burial Scripture - Ten Thousand Valleys Struggle. Now Zhang Liangsheng was also seriously injured because he was restrained by the underworld witch formation. He also needs to recover from his injuries before he can practice again this time. This soul attack achieved such a great effect that Zhang Liangsheng once again looked at the Burial Scripture with admiration. If you want to fight against the underworld witch clan in the future, I am afraid that the Burial Scripture must be cultivated to the upper level as soon as possible. After dealing with the Ancient Saint King, Zhang Liangsheng did not take the life of Elder Li, and Yue Yang'er didn't say much about it. Soon after contacting Yue Yang'er, people from the Apocalypse Alliance immediately came to clean up the body of the Minggu Saint King and took Elder Li under control. The leader of Kailing Palace also followed the people from the Apocalypse Alliance. left. Zhang Liangsheng later returned to Zi Yan and others. They were relieved to see that Zhang Liangsheng was not only fine but also actually dealt with the Ancient Saint King. Although this time the Burial Masters Conference achieved its goal as planned and eliminated the members of the Dark Witch Clan, no one had a smile on their face on the way back. Every sect has suffered extremely heavy losses. Former friends, former partners, and former relatives have all lost their lives on the battlefield today in order to defeat these vicious bastards. Although Zhang Liangsheng killed the Ancient Saint King, his mood was still complicated. Qian Zhijie, a good brother, was torn into pieces in front of him and left this world in the most miserable way. Even after he returned, he didn't know how to explain Qian Zhijie's death to others. But Zhang Liangsheng also figured out one thing through this incident, that is, he must uproot the Dark Witch clan and never allow them to continue to do evil in the world.