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The person who came was Gu Ying, but at this time he was no longer at the half-step level one, but the top level of the level one, with a potential to break through to the Ghost King.

Gu Ying held the demon-subduing bell in his hand, and every time he swung it, a beam of light with extremely strong lethality would attack the monsters rushing towards him, leaving no trace of them wherever it went.

Gu Ying's appearance was like a ray of dawn, breaking the oppressive atmosphere around the Nine-Layer Hell Tower. His figure was as light as the wind, and the smile on his face was even more relaxed and arrogant. When these monsters saw him, they were frightened and trembled. They stopped where they were and dared not move forward.

Zhuo Erqun frowned slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He obviously did not expect that there was a ghost cultivator with such powerful strength besides Jiang Luo in this world, and Gu Ying's Demon-Subduing Bell not only restrained the monsters, but even suppressed the negative energy in his body a little bit.

"Gu Ying!" Jiang Luo's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly regained his composure. He knew that although Gu Ying's appearance temporarily eased the crisis, Zhuo Erqun's power was still unfathomable. They must seize this opportunity and find a way to defeat him as soon as possible.

Gu Ying stood on the city wall, his eyes grimly sweeping across the battlefield below. His voice was like a clear spring, still carrying his usual cynicism, and he said to Jiang Luo: "Leave your city wall to me, don't worry, I will make sure that no one can get in."

Zhuo Erqun sneered, his black robe fluttering without wind, and the black energy around him condensed again: "How dare a mere ghost cultivator speak nonsense in front of me? Do you think you can shake my power with a string of bells?"

Gu Ying did not respond, but gently shook the demon-subduing bell in his hand, and the bell rang again. This time, the sound was more distant, as if it came from the sky above. As the sound of the bell spread, the blood moon in the sky began to dim gradually, and was replaced by a bright moon. The moonlight sprinkled down, and the negative energy in Zhuo Erqun's body was further suppressed, and his face became gloomy.

"This is impossible! Who are you? There can't be two tigers in one mountain. Heaven cannot create two Ghost Kings at the same time!" Zhuo Erqun growled and raised his hands suddenly. The black energy condensed into a huge vortex in his palms. Countless distorted faces could be vaguely seen wailing in the vortex. He suddenly pushed the vortex towards Gu Ying, trying to use this power to devour him completely.

Gu Ying was not in a hurry. He gently shook the demon-subduing bell in his hand, and a silver light flew out of the bell, turning into a barrier to block him. The black vortex hit the barrier, making a deafening roar, but the barrier did not move at all, and instead bounced the power of the vortex back.

He even had time to joke with Zhuo Erqun, saying, "Not necessarily! I just feel that my cultivation speed is unusually fast, maybe the heavens do favor me a little. But unfortunately, I still can't jump into the Ghost King Realm. Since I barely entered the Ghost King Realm, I can't attract the thunder. Maybe I'm just like this, I can't let go of the vanity of this world, and I can't understand love. Oh, the most important thing is that I really can't beat you. But I have no problem cooperating with you."

Zhuo Erqun was counterattacked by his own power, his body swayed slightly, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes. He obviously did not expect that Gu Ying's strength had reached such a level.

But Gu Ying was right. This was still nothing to Zhuo Erqun. Jiang Luo, who was at the level of Ghost Emperor, was still stretched to the limit when facing him, not to mention that he was only a half-step Ghost King. However, it was more than enough for him to deal with those monsters from hell.

The battle situation under the city wall was reversed in an instant, and with Gu Ying's encouragement, those monsters were defeated as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

Bai Quan laughed wildly and commanded, "Sisters, come on!"

Rain arrows attacked again, and the monsters kept turning into a ball of black gas and disappeared, but an endless stream of monsters poured out from the Nine-layer Hell Tower.

But now the level of monsters has been much lower, thanks to Jiang Luo who just destroyed the contract between Zhuo Erqun and Hell Deep. It is visibly that Zhuo Erqun is beginning to have a hard time fighting against Jiang Luo and the others.

But at this time, Lao Nie and Yu Ji had already been defeated. Their spiritual power was exhausted and they could no longer move forward. Xiao Qian threw herself into her parents' arms with heartache, turned around to meet Zhuo Erqun, and began to support Jiang Luo.

Lin Zhongshu stayed by Gu Ying's side, helping to kill monsters and protecting Gu Ying. He would not let Gu Ying get hurt at all.

Today, all of Jiang Luo's friends have come. They guard the entire city wall, not giving the monsters a chance to break in. Although many people have died, and even tens of thousands of monsters have fallen, not a single one has retreated.

Because they know that if they retreat now, what awaits them will be endless purgatory. What's even more amazing is that there will be even more ghost cultivators joining in.

Bai Fu's Ten Thousand Ghosts System receives application information from ghost cultivators to join the battle every second. It seems that everyone knows that if they don't kill Zhuo Erqun, the best case scenario for them in the future is to become his servant ghosts.

Even if you become a servant ghost, you will face the possibility of being reduced to ashes in his wrath at any time. It is better to be a servant ghost in a ghost town. Servants in other families work eight hours a day, are provided with incense and offerings, and are paid. This is not being a servant ghost, it is clearly a stable job.

Except for the lack of freedom, everything else is much better than wandering outside!

In fact, ghosts are the same as humans. They also need a stable life and have spiritual needs. Even if everything is an illusion, long-term stability can increase their sense of happiness.

The battle between Zhuo Erqun and Jiang Luo was still in a stalemate. Jiang Luo held the Aoxue Linghan sword in his hand. The two fought so hard that the sky and the earth changed color. Dark clouds rolled in the sky. It was a large amount of demonic energy gathering. Jiang Luo urged the Aoxue Linghan sword to disperse the demonic energy and gather bursts of cold air again.

The cold air condensed, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky. However, the snowflakes were mixed with a lot of demonic energy. The monsters in the demonic energy transformed into small monsters the moment they landed on the ground, but were then hung up by Qing Er's vines. Then, an endless stream of monsters rushed towards the center of the formation.

The small team guarding the center of the formation also started fighting. For a while, the ghost town was filled with ghostly auras and evil spirits.

Jiang Luo stood on the city wall, his eyes as sharp as torches, scanning the chaotic battlefield below. Gu Ying's demon-subduing bell was still ringing, and the silver light swept across the battlefield like a tide. The monsters collapsed one after another in the sound of the bell and turned into black smoke and dissipated. However, Zhuo Erqun's figure still stood in the center of the battlefield, his black robe fluttering without wind, and the black energy around him continued to condense like a whirlpool, as if it would burst out with more powerful power at any time.

Their people were all exhausted. The fight between Jiang Luo and Zhuo Erqun in silence seemed even more dangerous.

Jiang Luo flew to Gu Ying's side and asked, "Are you okay? Can you still hold on?"

Gu Ying, who had been fighting for a long time, was already a little tired, but he still snorted stubbornly and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it with ease."

The golden light around Gu Ying became more and more dazzling, and every ray of light seemed to contain endless power, which shattered the surrounding monsters. The demon-subduing bell in his hand seemed to be stimulated by this power, and the sound of the bell became more and more rapid, with a breathtaking majesty.

Seeing this, Jiang Luo also exerted the power of the Aoxue Linghan Sword to its fullest. He took strange steps and shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost. Wherever he went, ice-blue sword energy crisscrossed, constantly cutting and crushing the black energy released by Zhuo Erqun. Under his sword, the demonic energy gradually thinned like dark clouds blown away by the wind.

Although Zhuo Erqun was caught off guard by this sudden double attack, his strength was unfathomable after all, so how could he admit defeat easily.

He suddenly roared towards the sky, his voice filled with anger and unwillingness. The black energy around him instantly expanded several times, forming a huge black shield that protected him tightly. The demonic energy that was dispersed seemed to have life, and quickly gathered towards the same place, gradually forming a wing-shaped offensive shield.

"Hmph, you guys think you can defeat me? That's wishful thinking!" Zhuo Erqun's voice came from the shield with a hint of sarcasm.

Gu Ying took a deep breath and forced himself to steady his weak body. He knew that he absolutely could not retreat at this moment. Once he showed weakness, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

He concentrated his mind and further integrated the ghost power in his body with the mysterious power. Some ancient and mysterious runes began to emerge faintly in the golden light. These runes flickered and slowly floated towards the wing-shaped shield where the demonic energy gathered.

As soon as the runes touched the shield, a crackling sound was made, as if they were corroding the shield. Zhuo Erqun sensed the danger and immediately increased the energy output of the shield, trying to force the runes back, but those runes seemed to be stuck to the shield and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of them.

Jiang Luo took advantage of this opportunity to perform a series of sword skills. His figure moved quickly on the battlefield, and the Aoxue Linghan Sword turned into an ice-blue phantom, constantly stabbing at the same position of the shield. Every attack caused the shield to vibrate violently, and even a few tiny cracks appeared on it.

"Jiang Luo, Gu Ying, do you think you can beat me like this? Today, you all must die!" Zhuo Erqun roared madly, and he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering something. As he moved, the space around him began to distort, and a strong suction force came from him, trying to suck Jiang Luo and Gu Ying into the endless darkness.

Gu Ying felt his body flying uncontrollably towards Zhuo Erqun. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to mobilize the strength in his body to break free from the suction. At the same time, he threw the Demon-Subduing Bell towards Zhuo Erqun. The Demon-Subduing Bell spun rapidly in the air, and the golden light and black energy collided with each other, emitting dazzling light and deafening explosions.

At the same time, Zhuo Erqun clasped his hands together, and a dark purgatory ball with a purple glow appeared between his hands. Inside it was the most powerful monster from the deep hell.

The demonic energy and destructive power of those monsters are so strong that they are beyond the imagination of everyone.

Jiang Luo's heart sank, and Bai Fu warned him with a trembling voice, "Master, if this magic ball falls, I'm afraid not even a tile will be left in our entire ghost town."

As the magic ball exploded, Jiang Luo's mood fell to the bottom. He thought, no way, it can't be possible. Is his painstaking efforts going to be destroyed by Zhuo Erqun again?

In the Dharma-Ending Age, has it finally fallen into the devil world?

Just when Jiang Luo was about to desperately block Zhuo Erqun's attack, a force as strong as a comet hitting the earth rushed towards the city wall. The spiritual power flashing with faint blue light gathered all the water vapor within a hundred miles radius there. An ice blade colder than a thousand-year-old glacier condensed when he stepped on the city wall. When that man appeared, it seemed as if all the spiritual power in the world made way for him, just to welcome his birth.

With a clang, the ice blade flew into his hand, and a face like a god descending from heaven appeared in front of the world. His cold voice only said one sentence, and the sky and the earth changed color: "I am, the son of the ancient gods, Lu Qing!"