Seeing this system prompt, Leng Shiqi felt a move in his heart. He quickly put away Anxing''s Mustard bracelet and handled the scene, and then sent it into the underworld.


    He came into the underworld and appeared in front of the gate of hell. Sure enough, he saw a ghost standing there!


    Leng seventeen approached and saw that the face of the ghost was clearly that Anxing!


    But how can Anxing''s soul after his death come to his underworld?


    Leng seventeen thought hard. In fact, every world should have a place similar to hell, so that people can continue to reincarnate after death. Now Anxing''s soul has come to him, isn''t he equivalent to robbing the business of hell in the world.


    But then again, his netherworld is just a name in vain. He has no ability to help people reincarnate. Then Anxing''s soul can only be put here for the time being.


    Leng seventeen walked around Anxing''s soul for two times and found that the soul''s eyes were dull and completely like a dead object. It should be fine here.


    But Leng Shiqi thought further. Since the underworld pulled other people''s souls in, it means that the underworld does have the function of reincarnation!


    So will it be beneficial for him to reincarnate others as the Lord of the underworld?


    Of course, these can only be confirmed after the upgrade of the underworld. Now his top priority is to destroy the wasteland tribe first, and then he can plot a big event!


    Then Leng seventeen left the underworld, but it also made him realize that the divine territory he had drawn was really not simple!


    At the same time, at the place where sanning mountain ambushed cook, there were three more bodies on the ground, which were the three leaders of the wasteland tribe and two Lingqiao Jing Men.


    They were killed by four Linggang realm masters, including hope and fengsha Mo!


    Hope laughed and said, "happy, happy! Now there are only two or three Linggang areas of the wasteland tribe. Let''s go and meet the big army. I''ll attack the wasteland tribe at night tonight!"


    It was night. Anson, the leader of the wilderness tribe, was drinking muggy wine alone. It was dark, but the three leaders and the five leaders didn''t come back!


    Whether it''s going to sanning mountain to explore the situation or to the spiritual sect for help, no matter what the result is, it''s time to come back and restore your life!


    Some unease had risen in Anson''s heart.


    And the unrest is getting stronger and stronger!


    At this time, he suddenly keenly noticed that there was a strong spirit breath outside the tribe, of which there were eight in the spirit Gang realm!


    "Bang"


    Anson''s expression was stagnant, and the wine pot in his hand fell to the ground, "how possible, how possible! Hope knows that the sky is still in the Arakawa tribe. When did so many of them come out?"


    Several frightened subordinates ran in outside the door and shouted, "the leader is bad. Hope has killed a large number of experts!"


    "What are you doing?" Ansen mine roared, "go and gather the soldiers to prepare for the enemy!"


    "Ha ha ha..." the world echoed hope''s wild laughter. "It''s too late, Anson. Die obediently."


    Ansen rushed out of the big tent, but found that eight Linggang territories led by hope took the lead in killing. No one could stop the tyranny of Linggang wherever he went. The eight of them were like a sharp knife straight into the heart of the wasteland tribe!


    Seeing his people being ruthlessly slaughtered, Anson immediately stared at him. However, when he saw that there were many soldiers behind hope, he didn''t choose to go out and fight hard, but turned and ran away!


    At this time, he could not understand that the second leader, the third leader and the fifth leader must have been assassinated by hope. Now there are only two Linggang States left in the tribe, he and the four leaders, but there are eight of them. How can we fight?


    Moreover, the spiritual environment of the Arakawa tribe is far better than that of the wasteland tribe. In addition, the eight Linggang territories of hope have been slaughtered everywhere. The wasteland tribe has suffered heavy losses in a short time. This is not an equal battle.


    If Anson continues to stay here, the only way to wait for him is death!


    It''s better to take this opportunity to run for your life. As long as he is still alive, the wasteland tribe will not be destroyed!


    The so-called defeat is like a mountain. Anson himself never thought he would lose so quickly and completely, but the fact is that he can only be forced to accept it. At the moment, his only idea is to run for his life first.


    For hope, anyone in the wilderness tribe can live, but Anson must die!


    Hope saw Anson turn and run away and scolded "coward". He could never let Anson escape and rushed away immediately.


    Leng Shiqi shows the light step of residual wind and thunder, just like moving, catching up with Ansen in a few flashes.


    The void condenses the sword, and hundreds of star Jue sword Qi instantly form a sword prison to envelop it.


    Ansen turned around and saw that someone had caught up. He was also startled. However, when he found that the person he was chasing had only one level of cultivation in Linggang territory, he immediately smiled, "look for death!"


    His whole body burst out a powerful green light, and a fierce animal roar came out, shaking the space, directly breaking a large number of xingjue sword Qi.


    However, he didn''t notice that there were several mysterious stars shining in the star Jue sword spirit. Soon, several star chains fell from the sky and bound Anson.


    But behind Anson, a ferocious monster with dozens of virtual shadows suddenly appeared!


    Leng Shiqi frowned and could only control the Xinghui chain to bind the limbs of the giant beast''s virtual shadow. The giant beast kept struggling, which caused the Xinghui chain to stir constantly and seemed to break at any time.


    But cold seventeen did stop Anson!


    Hope finally caught up. His whole body lit up the mantra from the ancient times, which also moved the world behind him, and there was a virtual shadow of the ancient god of war.


    Hope didn''t use any fancy spiritual power. He just blew a punch. The ancient god of war also blew a punch.


    It was dark for a moment, as if all the spiritual power and light of heaven and earth were lost by that fist!


    "Boom!"


    Just listen to a loud noise in the sky, like thunder on the ground. Centered on the position where they fought, the ground within a thousand feet was deeply sunk, and there were waves of terrible spiritual power spreading out, and those with slightly lower cultivation were even washed to death!


    Look at that Anson, at the moment, his whole body is covered with blood marks, just like a broken porcelain doll, but there is a green awn constantly repairing his flesh.


    Anson is seriously injured. He stares at Leng 17 bitterly. If he hadn''t been trapped by Leng 17''s star lock, where would he have been seriously injured by hope?


    But he didn''t expect that Leng seventeen was staring at him, and his eyes were full of killing intention!


    As soon as the magic battle ready sword came out, a blade with all the strength of Leng 17 tore the night and cut off the heaven and earth. At this moment, it seemed as if heaven and earth were stagnant. Only this blade could break everything!


    At the same time, an invisible blade tore open Anson''s spiritual world and wantonly destroyed his mind.


    God, a flash in the pan!