Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Of the two ghosts, one of them was wearing a black robe and the other was wearing a white robe.

There was a terrifying aura around him.

But if you look closely, you will find that their eyes are closed and they are in deep sleep.

boom!
When the two ghosts appeared, time and space froze for an instant, and countless lives felt their hearts sinking, as if they were carrying a sacred mountain.

In terms of momentum, it was several times stronger than Jiang Ziya.

Qin Wudao's expression changed slightly. The two sleeping ghosts had such terrifying power. If they woke up, how powerful would they be?

"Four Proofs!"

Looking at the battlefield, Lao Tzu frowned.

It is undeniable that Jiang Ziya is much stronger than two years ago.

Can easily defeat left protector and right protector.

But facing the four warriors of the Dao Enlightenment Realm, it is estimated that they will be unable to defeat them and will be in danger.

In the distance, Dage looked at the black and white ghost, sensed its terrifying aura, and couldn't help asking: "King Zuoxian, who are they?"

Zuo Xianwang smiled and said proudly: "The black and white ghost generals, under the seat of the empress, the two strongest ghost generals have reached the peak of the Dao realm. force!"

Black and white ghost generals!

Two sleeping peak masters of the Proving Dao Realm!
Dage's heart was shocked, and his face showed a dignified look. This kind of existence, looking at the time family, can only be achieved by the master of time.

And there are actually two in the ghost world?

The scariest part.

These two sleeping black and white ghost generals are only subordinates of Empress Huangquan.

How terrifying must be the cultivation of Empress Huangquan!

Dage kept thinking, feeling a little heavy.

King Zuoxian saw that the elder Dage stopped talking, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

He just wanted to tell Mr. Dage through the black and white ghost generals that although the ghost world is weak, it is not at the mercy of others.

"Unfortunately, the black and white ghost will not be able to wake up, otherwise..."

Zuo Xianwang thought greedily.

The awakened black and white ghost generals are enough to sweep the entire river of time.

"kill!"

Shaking his head in disappointment, Zuo Xianwang ordered in a cold voice.

Above the nine heavens, the black and white ghost generals heard the order, and the ghost energy in their bodies surged. They each struck out a towering palm print and slapped it towards Jiang Ziya.

The ancestor of the Chaos Ghost crosses the sky, covering the sky.

There is also a strange power of the soul that diffuses out, directly hitting the deepest part of the soul.

Defying!

Jiang Ziya's complexion remained unchanged, and he threw out a streamer, turning into a sacred mountain of Wen Dao, with the power of hundreds of schools as the mountain body, and the power of Wen Dao as the mountain spirit, the mountain body is towering and majestic.

Wenshan!

A supernatural power that almost all literati will use.

Offense and defense in one!
It has strong practical effect!
boom!
next moment.

The attacks of the two sides collided together, producing a shocking explosion.

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Ziya's Wen Shan shattered one palm print, but the other palm print was pressed down like a sky.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya formed seals with his hands, and his vast cultural energy was surging. Behind him, a phantom condensed, with a stalwart body, stepping on the auspicious clouds of Wen Dao, with unparalleled power and power, to educate all living beings.

Wen Dao Sheng Ying!

This is an extremely terrifying supernatural power, and it can only be displayed if one has reached a certain level of literary and moral cultivation.

The mystery of this magical power is that it can mobilize the great power of literature and Tao from the past and present from the long river of cultural context to condense the statue of the god.

This statue contains many literati concepts, including morality, loyalty to the emperor, patriotism, benevolence, protection, and love for the people...

No one is perfect!

But Wen Dao Shengying, because of the fusion of the best of hundreds of schools, can be said to have no flaws.

boom!
The ghost mark fell and slapped heavily on Wen Dao Shengying.

But the holy shadow of Wen Dao just swayed, then stabilized, and pointed at the void casually.

boom!
Ripples in distant time and space, the sound of great terror came out.

Before everyone could figure out what happened, the sky above the battlefield collapsed, and a huge dragon with teeth and claws flew out, winding endlessly.

This giant dragon is milky white and quite spiritual.

The dragon's eyes are deep, shining with the light of wisdom.

Under the body is driving the immeasurable literary energy, mighty and mighty, like a river rushing away.

The context of time!

The faces of Dage Lao, Zuo Xianwang and others changed greatly. They did not expect that Jiang Ziya's magical power could actually mobilize the context of the river of time.

Among them, Dage Lao was the one with the deepest feeling, because he also practiced literature.

But with all its strength, it can only mobilize the context of a tributary of time.

As for the backbone of the years, even if he squeezed out the blood and burned his soul, he could not shake the context of the years.

"Roar!"

The dragon chant shook the world.

The giant dragon circled in the sky and landed in front of Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya stretched out his hand and touched the dragon's head, then tiptoed a little, and stood on top of the giant dragon of Time and Context, with flying white hair, elegant clothes, and an elegant temperament, transcending the world.

Da Ge's face changed again and again, his eyes were red, and he was about to go crazy with jealousy.

Walk with the dragon!

Such an honor, looking at ancient and modern times, it is estimated that only the gods and demons of Chaos can achieve it.

"cut!"

Jiang Ziya stands on the dragon of context, holding a writing pen and writing about the world.

Clang!
One word fell.

There was a harsh sound between heaven and earth, and then countless sword energies emerged out of thin air, with cold light flashing like raindrops, stabbing towards the black and white ghost generals.

A large piece of the universe is gone, and the ancient and modern years are empty!
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, annihilating everything!
The black and white ghost took one step and disappeared from where he was.

Although they fell into a deep sleep, the long-term battles had already given them muscle memory, which allowed them to burst out with extremely strong fighting power.

Kind of like a puppet.

Sora has combat power, but no consciousness.

boom!
Sword energy fell from all over the sky, shattering large tracts of void.

"Chase!"

Jiang Ziya swiped his brush and wrote another word.

Countless sword qi pierced through the air again.

boom!
At this moment, the void above Jiang Ziya's head split open, and the black god flew down from the sky, just like the ghosts and gods of ancient times, holding a black chain in his hand, revealing a violent and cold air.

Demonstrating the magic weapon, the death hook!

Once hit by the lifehook, unless there are soul guards of the same level in the same realm, the soul will be directly hooked out and dragged into the ghost world.

Jiang Ziya felt a throbbing in his soul, but his face was still calm, and he turned his pen and wrote the word '御'.

boom!
In the blank void, ancient sacred mountains appeared out of thin air, blocking Jiang Ziya.

In addition, there are also strange phenomena such as meteorites falling from the sky, the Milky Way boiling, and beasts galloping, all distributed around Jiang Ziya, forming an indestructible defense.

boom!
The death hook fell, destroying a large area of ​​mountains.

But gradually, the power of the lifehook weakened, and it was successfully resisted.

And this time.

Jiang Ziya wrote the word 'explosive'.

all of a sudden.

Ancient mountains, meteorites from the sky, sacred shadows of mythical beasts, etc. all exploded, just like countless suns rising, shining brightly for eternity.

In the flames, the black ghost will be directly knocked into the air, falling tens of thousands of light years away, the black robe on his body will be broken, revealing his body in chain mail.

Seeing this scene, King Zuo Xian's face darkened. Could it be that even the black and white ghost generals couldn't defeat Jiang Ziya?
At this time, Dage Lao walked behind Zuo Xianwang and said softly: "To capture the thief, first capture the king..."

King Zuo Xian focused his eyes on Qin Wudao who was watching the battle in the distance, and a cold killing intent flashed across him.

Then, he turned into a ray of light and killed Qin Wudao.