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"There is the Great Infernal Realm, which is known as the Unbroken Hell. It is also known as the Great Infernal Realm."

A melodious and bizarre Buddhist chant reverberated in the entire hall, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.

Half of that monk's face seemed to have been bitten by something, revealing the horrifying bones of Bai Linlin.

His monastic robe was already somewhat worn out, and its surface was covered in dust.

When those evil spirits saw this monk, they all kneeled down in worship.

However, the atmosphere was not peaceful. It was more like a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

At this point, even the stupidest person would know that this monk was no ordinary monk.

Although he was wearing a monastic robe and chanting the Buddhist prayer, it was obvious that this monk was also a ghost.

"They came with ill intentions!" The cultivators all took out their magic treasures to defend themselves.

Lu Yu stood at the edge of the prison guard's corpse, his eyes revealing a trace of solemness.

"Crack ~ ~ ~"

The monk suddenly stepped forward and crushed the bones of the guards in front of him.

With a "bang," his entire skeleton turned to dust.

The Ghost Monk's foot landed on the pile of bones as he stared savagely at the crowd.

"Not good, he's coming!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Instantly, everyone else reacted, they hurriedly took out the treasures in their storage bags and pointed at the Ghost Monk.

A cultivator took out five talismans and flicked his finger, causing flames to suddenly appear.

Five flames instantly appeared next to the cultivator. The cultivator pointed at the monk and the flames flew out towards him.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The flame landed on the Ghost Monk's body, and immediately produced a burst of flame explosion sound.

However, this sound had become somewhat muffled. Those sparks only appeared a little bit before they were extinguished, and no longer existed.

"Oh my god, my talisman could not even hurt his surface!" The cultivator was shocked and quickly backed up.

However, the Ghost Monk seemed to have already smelled the scent of a stranger and became even more berserk.

Waves of terrifying killing intent radiated from its body, shooting straight into the clouds. It was as if the ground could hear the reverberation of its foot stepping on the ground.

All of the cultivators were thrown into chaos as they hurriedly used their strongest defensive magic.

The ghostly monk didn't care about these powerful spells at all. It was as if they didn't exist.

Boom! *

The Ghost Monk ferociously threw out a punch and ruthlessly smashed on the defensive magic barrier.

With a boom, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the shield. These cracks continued to spread before finally exploding.

Puff, puff –

Countless cultivators coughed up blood. They were under a lot of pressure, and were unable to unleash their full power.

The Ghost Monk suddenly took a stride and charged into the crowd. He grabbed a person's head and pressed down with his hand.

"Puchi ~ ~ ~"

The man's head exploded with a loud bang, and his body was still stiff. With a wobble, he fell to the ground.

This horrifying side was seen by everyone.

At this moment, the Ghost Monk had already arrived in front of Long Shun with a stride.

Long Shun's face was pale. He had long since lost his initial calmness. When he saw the Ghost Monk approach, his entire body shivered.

Suddenly, he grabbed one of the Five Elements Sect cultivators beside him and stood in front of him to protect himself.

"Bam!"

That Five Elements Sect cultivator was immediately torn to shreds by the monk's hands. Blood flew everywhere, and his body was badly mangled.

The Five Elements Sect disciple was furious, "You from the Gui Yuan Sect, you're courting death!"

Long Shun did not care about it at all as he shouted, "Die, all of you! Gui Yuan Sect's men, charge out with me!"