I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 928 Jianqi Yulong 300 million (seeking subscription monthly ticket) (4600)

"I... come to... Da... Desert..."

"Da... Mo... Wu... Wang... Ting..."

The grand voice echoed above the royal city.

Jiang Zhou didn't speak.

But it was indeed what he said.

In a trance, there seems to be howling winds, heavy rain, sudden thunder, insects and birds, and vegetation sprouting.

Loud and deafening, yet full of vitality.

It is like listening to the sound of heaven and earth, the sound of nature.

Because this is the natural sound of heaven and earth.

Jiang Zhou's [-]-mile lock sword not only locks the power of the inner world, but also locks the divine power of the outer world.

The body is the inner alchemy, and the outer alchemy exists in the world.

The unity of heaven and man, and the universe of heaven and earth are also used.

This voice is the voice of heaven and earth, and it is also his voice.

Mog Hara's expression changed slightly.

The inner alchemy is perfect, and the outer alchemy keeps the spirit.

This is almost the realm of the Yang God!
He is the Great Prophet of the Manchu religion, and has been famous for more than two thousand years, but he has only completed the inner alchemy, and he has just entered the realm of the Yang God.

Didn't he just open up Tianque and achieve first-class?
How could it be possible to have the power of the Yang God!

It is no secret to the existence of first rank in the world that Jiang Zhou opened up Tianque and climbed to the first rank, which has long alarmed the spirit world.

But it was precisely because he knew about this matter that Moglaola was so shocked.

How much solid accumulation can one step over the step-by-step natural barrier in the first rank, and go straight to the realm of Yangshen?
"Lingshi Mr. Dongyang is still a guest at my royal court, doesn't Mr. Jiang want to see him first?"

Mog Lola was really frightened in his heart, and even disregarded his status as a grandmaster, he uttered an implied threat.

But he didn't know that Jiang Zhou was still far away from the realm of Yangshen, but no one else could know the secret of the Sword Locking Art.

Jiang Zhou "said" a word, but stopped "speaking".

The light in his eyes became more and more indifferent, like the sky high above.

The eyes see everything, but nothing exists.

ignored everything.

"Ji Nu is so brave!"

After all, Guifang Bugu is the ruler of a country, although he was locked in by that inexplicable aura, he felt an uncontrollable fear in his heart, but he quickly suppressed the fear.

This sentence made him even more angry.

However, although he seems to be violent and reckless, in fact he is as careful as a hair and has a deep understanding.

Long before rushing back to the king's court, he had already secretly mobilized the army inside and outside the king's city, and the Manshen Dafa Realm in the king's city.

At this time, when he opened his mouth to curse, he had already had an attack.

Inside and outside the king's city, countless Guidi knights had gathered, and under the guidance of the divination bones, billowing blood fiends gathered soaring into the sky, as if a boundless cloud of blood enveloped the entire Guifang Wangcheng.

The dark red round castles and the pale bone shooting towers are also connected in an instant, as if they were one.

An invisible air mechanism suppressed Wangcheng.

These forbidden law realms are the same as those in the big cities of Daji, and they can be suppressed even if they are of the first rank, and each has its own secrets.

Under the double power, Jiang Zhou just raised his head and glanced, but closed his eyes instead of moving, as if he was sensing something.

The next moment, Mogkala also seemed to notice something, and his expression changed.

In his induction, he lost the trace of Li Dongyang.

Simultaneously.

Dozens of miles away from the royal city.

Just after withdrawing from the royal city, all the masters of the Yefu Camp who had gathered here suddenly saw a figure suddenly appearing in front of them.

But it was Li Dongyang who was still in the Ghost Fang Wangting last moment.

"Mr. Dongyang!"

"Lee Dazai!"

Everyone was startled, and then they were all overjoyed.

Although Li Dongyang was surprised by his sudden appearance here, he was not panicked.

Sweeping around calmly and calmly, he saluted and said: "It turns out to be heroes, heroes of high righteousness, I thank you."

Li Dongyang only thought that the people from the wild husband camp risked their lives to rescue him.

The masters were stunned, and He Chongtian, who was severely injured, said: "Mr. Dongyang has misunderstood. Although we intend to rescue him, we have limited capabilities. Not only is it difficult to save him, but we almost put ourselves in it. If Tianbohou hadn't arrived, I'm afraid... I'm really ashamed."

As he said that, the others also showed shame.

Li Dongyang was startled: "Jiang Zhou?"

He Chongtian said: "It is Mr. Dongyang's disciple."

"Hey, are you the one he wants to save?"

While talking, a white fox came out from nowhere, stood up, stared at Li Dongyang and said:

"Why are you a sour scholar? Forget it, come up quickly and follow me, and don't accidentally hurt you later."

"And you, are you still talking so much nonsense? Are you dying?"

The white fox had its paws akimbo, and its pointed mouth was upturned, with a proud look.

It seems that it is the one who caused Guidi's chaos, and after a while, it will show its power.

All of a sudden, the white fox flew into the air with its four claws, and it swelled against the wind. In an instant, it turned into a huge white fox with a head and tail more than three feet long and extremely handsome.

Li Dongyang was puzzled: "Are you...?"

"Oh, stop talking, let's go, I can't go if I want to go for a while."

Everyone saw in the distance that there were yellow sand flying in all directions, rolling tens of feet high, endlessly, and the sound of hooves was like thunder.

I know it is not advisable to stay for a long time.

Li Dongyang didn't hesitate either, it was just a fox demon, it couldn't hurt him, so he floated on the fox's back unceremoniously.

As a great Confucian, he is also proficient in bow and horse, otherwise he would not have personally led troops into the northern border.

When he sat still, the white fox turned into a gust of evil wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, all the masters of the Yefu camp also used their own methods to chase after it and leave.

The fox appeared on that Tian Bohou's body just now, they saw it with their own eyes.

Thinking about it this time, it was the arrangement of that Tian Bohou, so following it would not be wrong.

Ghost Fang Wang Tingqian.

Mog Lola found that Li Dongyang was missing, so he waved the animal skin sacrificial banner without hesitation.

Jiang Zhou also moved at almost the same time as him.

Opening his eyes, he stabbed slowly with two fingers like swords.

The target is the master of the ghost party.

Time and space seem to freeze at this moment.

Ghost Fang Bugu didn't respond at all.

His eyes were dull and his mind was frozen.

He watched helplessly as a point of sharpness came towards the center of his brow.

It seems to be the sharpest thing in the world, and everything in the universe cannot be overthrown.

Even time and space must be pierced.

Within a few miles, everything is silent, and even people's thinking is frozen.

Except for one person.

The Moglola sacrificial banner waved. In the past, the sacrificial banner was like an arm and finger, but now it was like a mountain, unable to move an inch.

After all, it moved.

In a split second, the sky and the earth change like a bucket turns and the stars move.

The vast desert, with thousands of miles of yellow sand, has become a desolate and desolate world.

The sky was a grayish blue.

The earth is a dark red stained with blood.

Between the sky and the earth stands a pole of sacrificial flags that support the sky, and the flags that hang down from the sky are waving, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Jiang Zhou's sword pierced through the boundary between reality and reality, and appeared in this vast world.

Among the countless sky-supporting sacrificial banners, a giant towering above the sky appeared.

Dark red complexion, with pale blue lines all over the body.

Like an ancient giant warrior, he came to this world.

He made a terrifying charge towards Jiang Zhou.

Jiang Zhou's eyes were blank, unmoved.

This sword has already stabbed out.

This sword ignores the boundaries of time and space.

As far as the eye can see, it penetrates instantly.

A sword stretches across, as if splitting the world.

Countless giants crashed to the ground.

The boundless sword energy was still raging, and giants fell in pieces.

"Boom...!"

It was as if the heavens were furious.

On the blue and gray sky, the wind and clouds rolled in, and the outline of a face covering the sky slowly stood out.

The appearance of old age is faintly visible.

Very similar to Mogola, but subtly different.

He stared at Jiang Zhou coldly as if "heaven".

Jiang Zhou raised his eyes, and finally opened his mouth for the first time since he traveled tens of thousands of miles.

"Out……"

There seemed to be some invisible shackles breaking in the indifferent eyes.

Lip and tooth easing:

"sword……"

"Come……"

"boom!"

A silent roar exploded from the bottom of my heart.

It was as if the world was shattered and collapsed at this moment.

What broke the world... was the sword.

The stab just now was not for killing the enemy, but for breaking the lock.

Break the shackles from the real sword.

Where did the sword come from?

The vast land, thousands of miles of yellow sand, the blue sky, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, the slightest breeze, vegetation, mud and rocks...

Even the thoughts of living beings, everything in the world seemed to turn into swords at this moment, coming through the air.

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million...

Countless, uncountable.

Countless swords!

From high above, pour down.

From above the earth, soar into the sky.

These swords are illusory and unreal, they only have the outline of the sword, with a real sharpness and a bone-piercing chill.

The shining jade-colored sharp edges, wrapped in the cold air of the boundless white frost, converged into frosty jade dragons.

For a moment, countless frosty jade dragons circled and danced around Jiang Zhou.

The endless sword still came through the air without end, spreading in an instant.

In an instant, it seemed to flood the world.

There was a sound of howling swords, and bursts of dragon chant.

But in just a few breaths, the entire Guifang King City seemed to be frozen by sword energy.

Here is the ocean of swords, the world of swords, and the hell of swords.

It is also a living hell.

It is Guidi's hell!
That piece of ancient vast world where countless sacrificial banners are erected seems real and illusion.

Those giant god-like fighters were originally transformed by the bloody spirits of millions of ghost fighters mobilized by Mogkhara.

It seems unreal.

If the giant god is injured, then the ghost will be injured.

When the giant god dies, the ghost dies.

The endless wave of swords turned into a frosty jade dragon and lifted into the sky. In the green and desolate world, countless giant gods turned into blood rain and broken flesh.

Inside and outside the Guifang King City, on the thousands of miles of yellow sand, countless ghosts are also in this hell of swords.

Frost jade dragons danced wildly between the sky and the earth, raining blood all over the sky, splattering corpses, and falling armor.

In Ghost Fang King City, there are still quite a few soldiers and civilians from Ji people.

Suddenly, countless ice dragons were seen dancing in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, there were densely packed swords.

These swords seem to have spirituality, they can distinguish between the enemy and us, but they only kill Guidi.

Even so, many Ji soldiers and civilians were still so frightened that they froze, and no one dared to move.

I am afraid that if I move, I will be cut into pieces by the sword that fills almost every inch of my body.

The world has been filled with swords, and the cold sword intent has also filled Zhou Tian.

The yellow sand is so long that it is actually covered with frost.

The bone-piercing chill had the tendency to turn the scorching desert into a glacier.

The rolling sand dunes, covered with hoarfrost, are like frost dragons rolling up and down on the ground.

above the desert.

The white fox flew Li Dongyang down on a hundred-foot sand dune with Li Dongyang on his back.

Looking at the sand dunes that had gradually spread under their feet, feeling the piercing chill all over their bodies, everyone looked in the direction of Fang Wangting, a hundred miles away.

Looking at the "Jade Dragons" soaring into the sky one after another, he was speechless for a long time, his tongue gaping, his soul moving.

"This, this is... what..."

Someone trembled and murmured.

"Manpower... so far...?"

"Holy...Tianbohou...has reached the holy!"

Everyone was shocked.

The most holy is definitely not just a word that is light and fluffy.

That is, Jiang Zhou, other people who want to meet the last one may not have the opportunity to spend their entire lives, even if there are many martial saints among them.

There are also people who have experienced people and categorically deny: "Ordinary and holy... It is absolutely impossible to have such a terrifying power. I am afraid that only the legendary Yang God or the Great Xiantian can do this. It is almost like a fairy. , is already the pinnacle of the world, the pinnacle of the mundane..."

"How is it possible...how old is he?"

It's unbelievable to be so accomplished at such an age.

Yangshen...

Big genius...

How can it be?

Reason told them that this was impossible.

But everything in front of me, the continuous yellow sand, has completely melted into ice dragons.

Thousands of miles away, countless jade dragons soared into the sky.

Wrapped in a rain of blood, it flew all over the sky, and the remnants of the defeated soldiers fell one after another.

The truth is right in front of us...

"Gui Di... is this the end?"

Watching countless jade dragons dance wildly and wreak havoc, endless swords are still endlessly drilled out from the void between the sky and the earth.

The surrounding area of ​​Ghost Fang King City has turned into the ocean of swords, the world of swords, and the hell of swords.

They couldn't imagine that such a natural disaster-like hell in the sword, who can stop it?

From above the yellow sand of the desert, Guidi's army rushed from all directions, like moths to a flame, they were stirred into the hell in the sword one after another.

No matter how powerful they are, no matter how many people there are, how many lives can they lose?
But someone shook his head and sighed: "It can't be finished, it can't be finished."

"Although the king's court is overthrown, the ghosts are hard to get rid of."

Everyone was startled, and then reacted again.

After all, even if Guidi people are really fearless, they are not stupid. Enough people have died, so it is naturally impossible to send them away.

There are tens of millions of ghosts living in the boundless desert, how can it be possible to kill them all?

I only hope that it can seriously injure Gui Fang's vitality, or kill Gui Fang's bones, that is already a great joy.

The master of the ghost side, the king of the ghost side.

Although it can't be compared with the Great Ji Renhuang, it is also the destiny of the destiny, the destiny of a country.

It's not that simple to kill him.

Otherwise, it is not that there are no people in the world who can kill him.

But the sight in front of them gave them hope.

Now they only hope that this sword prison will last longer.

While everyone was talking, Li Dongyang watched quietly, with a smile on his face from surprise to calm at the moment.

Sighing and praising, he murmured:

"According to the Tianchi Lake with a sword, booing the Milky Way and falling into the king's body..."

"Three million jade dragons are raised by the sword, and the broken scales and armor are flying all over the sky..."

"Hehehe..."

The curve of the corner of the mouth became wider and wider, gradually turning into a big laugh.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

"Hahahaha!"

There is joy in the laughter, but there is also sadness...

Ghost Fang Wang Tingqian.

Jiang Zhou and Moglola stood opposite each other.

Jiang Zhou put his hands behind his hands and lowered his eyes, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind.

It seems that Zhou Tian's sword was not done by him.

Mog Lola held the animal skin sacrificial banner tightly with both hands, and also closed his eyes.

It's just that between the seven orifices, blood gradually overflowed.

And the ghost Fang Bugu fell behind him.

He didn't die, he knelt down on one knee, but he still held on firmly, even though Mog Lola resisted for him, he still couldn't resist the power of the sword prison, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

His eyes were still fixed on Jiang Zhou.

He is king.

Even if defeated, it is impossible to surrender to the slave!

"Ahhhh!"

With the thought of a king, Gui Fang Bu Gu roared and slowly stood up.

There was a sudden change in the sky, the wind and clouds were rolling, and countless green auras gushed out from the void.

Unexpectedly, there is a tendency to fight against Zhou Tianjian and Haijianlong.

In the billowing green, there seemed to be something constantly surging and struggling, about to break through the air.

The invisible air mechanism actually forced the surrounding Sword Sea Stegosaurus back.

That thing finally came out.

It is a face.

Just like in that ancient boundless world, there was a pale blue face outline.

Gui Fang Bu Gu stood up fiercely, raised his hands vigorously, and roared: "O Cang Qingtian! Protect your people!"

"call……"

The outline of the face that covered the sky and the sun blew out a mouthful of green air, and countless swords were blown into pieces and flew upside down.

In just one breath, the world in the sword and the hell in the sword shrunk by nearly half.

"Ghost Fang Guoyun God..."

"The blue sky?"

In the distance, Li Dongyang saw this scene, with a slight smile on his face, and murmured.

Seeing the battle between Cang Qingtian and Sword Prison, the people around have raised their hearts, sweating profusely, clenched their hands tightly, their fingers dug deep into their palms without feeling it.

Rao is Li Dongyang's deep self-cultivation, so he can't help pressing his nails to turn white at this time.

Before the royal court.

Jiang Zhou raised his head slowly, as if in a desolate world, and opened his mouth again: "Sword... come..."

On the yellow sand of the desert, the frost that had been delayed spread rapidly again.

A million jade dragons soared into the sky, roaring and circling towards that giant face.

Three of Swords...

One sword swings the universe and the sword rises to 300 million jade dragons!
This sword...

Make a splash!

　Send it together.I've tried my best not to stop at this time, if my normal word count, this would be more than two chapters...

　　
　
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