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Chapter 578 Fire Linjian

High in the sky, one was blazing like fire, and the other was as thick as a mountain. Two terrifying auras collided constantly.

"Yin evil flame."

Hedging once before, he felt that something was wrong, so he stopped giving the opponent a chance to get close, opened his mouth, and the master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect spit out a torrent of flames. The opponent seemed to have some kind of power to restrain ghosts, and the power was extremely powerful, burst out in a short time It is only slightly weaker than him, so it should not be underestimated, but the low cultivation base is still flawed.

The torrent of flames swept across, the chill was overwhelming, and the pitch-black flames rose into the sky like a pillar of fire. Faced with such an attack, Montenegro did not dodge.

"Pointing to the ground into steel!"

Chasing the Mountain Whip to bless his body and protect himself with supernatural powers, Heishan resisted the soaring fire pillar. Among the rare treasures, the Chasing Mountain Whip is not the strongest, but it is still comparable to a high-grade Taoist weapon, and now Heishan can fully use it the power of.

Resisting the burning of the earth's evil flames, even if the blood seemed to be frozen, Heishan didn't retreat in any way, but took advantage of this plan to stick out again, carrying the power of Qianshan, and slammed the door of the Hundred Ghosts host.

In desperation, the Qilin probed its claws, and the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect fought Hei Shan again. This time, Heishan was completely defeated, and the protruding tiger claws burst into a cloud of blood, but the expression of the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect was different. It's getting uglier because that power is back.

"I can't go on like this, my strength is fading!"

Sensing the changes in himself and the Eight Hundred Yin Soldiers, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

"Kirin Flame Slash."

Communicating with the treasures in the body, the pitch-black unicorn horn turned into crimson red, and the blazing coldness flourished. Two crimson flames shot out from the unicorn horn, turning into oblique crosses to cut through the void, and slashed towards Baishan in a devious manner. Small, which is the same as special ghosts and supernatural powers.

Tsk, just after getting rid of the Yin evil flame, two blazing flames came. Facing such power, Baishan's body protection magical power was directly broken, and the blazing cold demon blood scattered in the sky in an instant.

However, even though he suffered such a severe injury, Bai Shan did not shrink back. Instead, he took advantage of that opportunity to boost his strength and let out a roar suddenly.

Roar, the power of the gods is like a prison, causing changes in the sky, knowing that the master of the Baiguimen will give him less chances, Baishan is holding back, and fully aroused the power of the prison-suppressing Taoist species.

With a roar, the sound shook the seven fields, and all ghosts were terrified. That supernatural power combined the power of Taoism to suppress prisons and dharma deterrence, and it was the most deterrent to ghosts and minds.

"what?"

After receiving this roar, my mind was shaken, as if being hit hard, the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect only felt dizzy, whether he himself had received any substantial damage, but what shocked me was the unicorn I transformed into The body is collapsing at this moment.

Boom, the scales fell off, and the aura of the world collapsed. Under the unbelievable gazes of countless ghosts, the black jade unicorn, which was so insolent just now, burst into pieces, and turned into Yin soldiers again.

"It's a good move!"

Re-stabilized my mind, held the Excalibur, and returned to my original appearance again. I looked at Baishan, who had two gashes in his abdomen and stopped bleeding. The opponent made a plan, and after two close collisions, the opponent left the front hand, and then caused it in one fell swoop, breaking my army formation. At this time, all of my four hundred Yin soldiers were unconscious, and they were already useless.

"If his cultivation base is weaker, maybe you really can't help him, but he is still too strong after all."

The imposing manner dropped, but the murderous intent became more and more fierce. There was no shadow of an illusory dragon looming in front of him. The master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect grasped the divine sword in his hand. This sword was a rare treasure, once stained with unicorn blood.

The opponent's supernatural powers are weird and broke my army formation, but even so, I am still a ghost king with no 80,000 years of cultivation, but the opponent has already suffered heavy injuries, and he can't stop me at all.

"Fire Lin Slash!"

The dragon chanted a long time, fitted with the Fire Lin sword, locked on Baishan, and the master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect fell with a single sword.

Roar, the sword light evolves into the shape of a unicorn, its momentum is majestic, there is no terrifying deterrence burst out, it is obedient to press everything across, there is no way to evade it, it can only resist hard.

With a dignified expression, with the blessing of driving the mountain whip, there are many mountain shadows looming in front of him, and his body is dyed gray and white. In an instant, Baishan raised his own defense to the extreme.

But at the last moment, the unicorn came crashing in, the shadows of the mountains collapsed, and the thick monster body of Baishan was directly knocked away, with no power to resist. Fortunately, at that time, there were no layers of clouds and mists that were born to remove it. strength.

"Have you finally made a move?"

Holding the Fire Lin Sword, Baishan who knows whether life or death is life or death, the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect locked Zhang Chunyi under the boat on the other side. At this moment, I smelled a sense of safety under the other side.

"Is it a bluff? If you fight with this white tiger demon in the future, you may still be afraid for a while, but now you can do it, kill."

Putting the sword back into its sheath, a long spear appeared in his hand, the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect activated his magical powers, and in an instant, dots of cold stars appeared, covering Zhang Chunyi, but at that moment, the seven-color canopy appeared, blocking everything for Zhang Chunyi. retreat.

"Dragon Qi in the Underworld, it's a very meaningless method, can it only be used once? It seems to be borrowed from the inner force."

His gaze stayed under the Huo Lin sword, which was withdrawn from the scabbard by the other party, and Zhang Chunyi was thoughtless. At the same time, with the blessing of the secret method Tianlei Zhenzhuan, his whole body breath kept rising, and soon reached 4000 years, limited Approaching 80,000 years of repair.

Through the observation just now, Zhu Wanlang has already seen the details of the other party, and it is necessary to delay further, and this Huolin sword is not similar to the colorful phoenix clothes in my hand. The strange treasure used by the hunter is just that compared to the colorful phoenix clothes, the fire scale sword is much stronger.

Seeing his attack being blocked nervously, and aware of Zhang Chun's rising aura, the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect suddenly sank in his heart.

"Afterwards, did you deliberately flaunt your strength, so as to take the opportunity to weaken your strength?"

Thinking of my broken army formation, the injuries under my body, and the ghost dragon energy I had consumed, the head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect realized that it was wonderful. It seemed that I had fallen into the opponent's trap from the moment it was over.

"Hundred Battle Spear Art Flying Dragon Star."

Although the opponent is weak, he is also strong. The fighting spirit in his heart is burning like a dragon. The head of the Hundred Ghosts Sect stabs Zhang Chunyi with a spear. The spear can neither retreat nor advance.

At this moment, looking from a distance, there is a side of Yin Qi boiling, manifesting the shape of a dragon, which opens its bloody mouth, trying to swallow the sky, and there is no way to stop it.

And at that moment, Zhang Chunyi's expression finally showed a subtle change, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"It's a ghost, but it's also a general. Since you came behind you, that sword will free him."

Putting two fingers together, the ultimate sharpness emerged from Zhu Wanlang's body, and at that moment the sky turned white.

"Small Liberation Sword·Yin Yang Cutting Dusk Dawn!"

The middle-grade Dao species·Hui Jian, the top-grade Dao species·Jian Xi, the top-grade Dao species·Extreme Yin, the top-grade Dao species·Extreme Yang, combined with the power of Sheng and Chi Yan, Zhang Chunyi slashed out with a sword.

He once wanted to use this sword to cut off the mortal thread of the ghost mother, and finally succeeded, but that time the sword was ethereal, whether it was true or not.

Phew, a ray of sword light opened the sky, the sound of the dragon chant stopped abruptly, and the figure of the master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect froze in the void.

"pity···"

There was something to dodge, all obsessions dissipated, and reluctantly looked back, looking into the distance, a trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect who regained his clarity, but less of them were relief.

In the last moment, when the dim sunlight fell, its stalwart ghost body seemed to be able to pass through the light, and quietly melted away. It died, and only a part of the remnant soul was caught in Zhang Chunyi's hands.

　A little bit late, hmm.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)