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Countless black hairs were suspended around everyone, stained with the water of the Styx.

As the water of the Styx River dropped drop by drop, the rich death energy exploded and enveloped everyone.

"What is this?" The Demon God looked at the black hair-like thing that suddenly appeared, his expression a little solemn.

"It looks like the tentacles of something, but are there too many tentacles?"

The eight-tailed demon fox frowned slightly, with a look of disgust on his face.

These black hair-like things look like black tentacles from a close distance, very slender.

Although it seems that these black tentacles are very fragile and can be cut off with the strength of a grandmaster, there are too many to hold them.

At a glance, everyone could see that there were at least hundreds of black tentacles floating around them, and there were even some hidden black tentacles in the River Styx in the distance.

"Attack, destroy all these things, and then leave quickly."

The Whispering God made a quick decision, let out a low drink, and took the lead in attacking these black tentacles.

These black tentacles blocked the space around them, and it was basically impossible to avoid these black tentacles.

Moreover, it is obviously very dangerous to let such a group of things follow behind.

The overwhelming energy exploded again.

Whispering God clapped out his palm, and the powerful Qi turned into a huge palm, and crushed these black tentacles in the air.

Upon seeing this, everyone in the Demon God Sect took action one after another, slashing at these black tentacles with all their strength.

Countless sword energy and yin and yang techniques broke out in the air early. Although these black tentacles were very tough, they were still unable to withstand the attacks of so many people.

Within a few breaths, these black tentacles were all blown into powder and dissipated in the air.

"go!"

The Whispering God gave a low drink and was about to lead everyone away quickly.

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the River Styx.

This shrill scream was so harsh that it didn't seem to appear in everyone's ears, but seemed to appear directly in everyone's mind.

Along with this shrill scream, some weaker masters turned pale and felt bursts of pain in their minds. They couldn't help but hold their heads, their faces full of pain.

Even powerful demigods like the Demon God and Ye Chen felt their souls shaking under this shrill scream.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and the power of his soul stirred up, turning into a barrier, isolating the shrill scream from outside.

The white mist on the Styx River rolled crazily, and then suddenly dispersed.

A black figure slowly emerged from the River Styx.

This huge figure is extremely ugly, like a bloated mass of rotten flesh. Faces like ghosts appear on the mass of rotten flesh. Countless black tentacles fly out from the mouths of these ghosts and float in the underworld. Above the river.

When everyone saw this disgusting creature, they couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

"What a disgusting thing this is."

The corners of the Demon God's mouth twitched slightly.

Even a shikigami like him felt extremely disgusted when he saw such a creature.

"This is the undead spirit born in the River Styx. It is the undead spirit condensed from many wronged souls. Fortunately, the strength of this undead spirit is not too strong."

The Whispering God stared at the dead spirit and breathed a sigh of relief.

This Styx River has flowed here for hundreds of years. With so much death energy, God knows what kind of undead creatures will be born.

Even if a dead soul comparable to a god appears, the Whispering God will not be surprised.

The undead spirit in front of them is even weaker than the powerful demigods, so it is not a great threat to them.

At this moment, many faces on this undead body opened their eyes at the same time and looked at everyone.

Black gazes seemed to form substantial black beams of light, shooting towards the crowd.

"break!"

Whispering God pointed out, and a bright light bloomed between his fingers, turning into a white barrier, directly blocking these black gazes.

"Roar!"

The undead spirit let out an angry roar, and countless black tentacles shot out again, directly hitting the onmyoji of the Whispering God, smashing the light curtain into pieces, and then entangled everyone again. .

Thick black mist poured out from these black tentacles, as if blending into the surrounding air, shrouding everyone.

Under the shroud of this black mist, some weaker masters inexplicably felt a mass of death energy pouring into their bodies.

"These dead energy can interfere with the movement of true energy."

The face of a middle-grade master changed, and the true energy in his body stagnated for a breath under the erosion of the death energy.

In just such a breath, the surrounding black tentacles wrapped around his body, and then with a strong tug, he grabbed directly into the River Styx.

The expressions of everyone around him changed, and they didn't react for a while.

When he came back to his senses, this member of the Demon God Cult had been pulled onto the River Styx.

When we reached the top of the Styx River, there was a white mist shrouding it, which was considered a restricted area.

Even if a shikigami enters it, safety cannot be guaranteed.

No one would take risks for a middle-grade master.

Under everyone's gaze, the middle-grade master was pulled onto the mass of carrion with a horrified look on his face, and many evil ghosts let out jealous laughter and ate them directly towards him.

After a few breaths, the screams suddenly stopped.

This middle-grade grandmaster was devoured right in front of everyone.

This scene made many members of the Demon God Cult feel a chill in their hearts.

A middle-grade grandmaster was just in front of them, and was swallowed up in just a few breaths?

"Damn thing, get out of here."

A look of rage appeared on the face of the Whispering God, and he made seals with his hands. His true energy gathered in front of him and formed a black flame, which suddenly shot towards the undead spirit.

The black flame turned into a black beam of light in the air. The moment the black tentacles along the way touched the black beam of light, they burned directly and turned into a ball of ashes.

The evil energy contained in this black flame is even comparable to the death energy in the River Styx.

"Roar!"

As if it sensed danger, the undead spirit let out a shrill scream, and thick black mist suddenly spurted out, covering his body and moving toward the black flames.

Boom!

The moment this black flame touched the black mist, it exploded and turned into a sea of ​​black fire, burning directly.

This black mist obviously couldn't stop the power of the black sea of ​​fire. The sea-colored flames fell directly on the body of the undead and burned.