In the beginning, Brother Huangtiandi, I got full-level comprehension

Chapter 184 Ghost Lord!

"Hey, haha..." There was a loud laughter in the sky, and the swallowing bird spread its wings and hit the sky, because it felt that the sacrifice spirit was exhausted, after all, it was already dry, and it was difficult to support it.

"The seed of God is mine, you can't protect this pure land!" Qiong Qi was also indifferent, his green eyes exuded a cold light, and he was murderous.

"boom"

In the sky, a large area of ​​light and rain erupted, and the divine vines were dim and revealed high in the sky. The whole body was scorched yellow, and there was no greenness at all. All the leaves were withered, including the vines.

There is only one green gourd, and there is still vitality and vitality.

"puff"

The blood rain splashed, and Lao Teng's last battle wounded the swallowing bird, causing its feathers to fall and blood to splash.

"chi"

The green-skinned gourd shook and shot the chaotic sword glow, slashing the shoulders of the humanoid creatures from Yishan, and the golden blood rushed high.

"Roar..." At the same time, Qiongqi roared, because it was drawn by the old vine with a vine, coughed up blood, and almost broke his bones.

The old vine is about to perish, and the light and rain are countless, sprinkled on the earth.

"Goodbye!" It spit out these two words, and it no longer had the power to fight.

"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!" In the Pure Land, many people cried out sadly.

"You've survived until now, you should have died long ago!" Tiantianque's words were cold, bloody eyes were extremely cold, and the killing intent was like a tide. With a click, he tore off a dry and yellow vine with sharp claws.

"Your body is exhausted, what else do you use to fight? Today, you can't turn it into light rain. I will grind you into powder, refine it into medicinal pills, and swallow it all!" Qiong Qi also roared.

The old vine is very calm and is about to die. It stares at the bottom of the Pure Land, at the ancient yard that was destroyed by the war. It was born there, and now it will end its life here.

"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!" Everyone in the Butian Pavilion shouted, unable to accept the result, hatred and anger, tears couldn't help falling.

Xiao Budian cried out loudly. For the first time, he had a strong sense of belonging, but he was shattered by this ruthless and cruel reality. Go to a battle in the last nine days.

"buzz"

Suddenly, the broken sword glowed, and an old man with disheveled hair appeared, with an ancient sword inserted into his head, and black blood dripped out.

The Ghost Lord appeared, and this time not only the little one could see it, but everyone else saw it.

He took the Broken Sword in his hand since he was a child, rubbed it with his hand, slightly confused, after a while, he seemed to be awake, and then he was furious and rushed up into the sky.

"puff"

Everyone was shocked. This old man with shaggy hair, holding a broken sword, immediately chopped off the claws of the swallowing bird that had grabbed a vine, and blood spurted.

No one would have thought that he was so powerful and fearful, and so abruptly, that he suddenly appeared in the Nine Heavens.

The light rained a little, and the divine vine was about to disappear, and the whole body burned, turning into a gorgeous rain of gods.

"You have fulfilled your promise to me and guarded the Pure Land until you grow old and die in battle." The disheveled old man said to the sacrifice spirit with empty eyes.

"Who are you?" The swallowing bird was furious, reattached the broken claws, glowed all over, and swooped down.

"Roar..." The gray-haired old man roared up to the sky, like a demon, the situation in the world was reversed, and he rushed upwards.

Swallowing the Heavenly Sparrow was shocked and evaded very quickly, that murderous aura was too heavy!

"You planted me and gave me life..." Ji Ling whispered, looking at the old man whose head was pierced by the ancient sword, it blurred in the light and rain and gradually disappeared.

"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!" Everyone in the Butian Pavilion shouted, and they all mourned. The Sacrificial Spirit who had guarded them for the rest of their lives came to the end of their lives in this way, until they grew old and died in battle.

In the Pure Land, all the disciples screamed in sorrow, and the result was unacceptable to them.Sacrificial spirits have given them too much, resolved adversity, and fought in ancient times.

When the people in the Butian Pavilion were immersed in great sorrow, other creatures and the strongest were shocked, full of doubts and puzzles, and their bodies were cold.

What is the origin of that gray-haired old man? He actually planted the sacrifice spirit of the Butian Pavilion?This is too scary, all tremble!

This gives people a very unreal feeling, and it really makes one's scalp numb. Even the humanoid creatures of Tiantianque, Qiongqi, and Yishan are also shocked and feel that they are in big trouble.

"Living for a long time doesn't mean you must be strong, it's nothing!" Qiong Qi growled, he was cautiously alert.

"Roar……"

The gray-haired old man roared like a demon. He clenched one hand into a fist and the other held a broken sword. He stared at the light rain in the sky and the burning vine, his empty eyes filled with sadness.

"Old guy, how dare you attack me, let's fight again!" Swallowing Sparrow shouted, it was very angry, and a paw was cut off just now. Although it has been continued, it is still a great shame for it.

It opened its mouth and inhaled, and a huge black hole appeared in this void, and it wanted to swallow the ghost.

The empty eyes of the disheveled old man still remained, but the hand holding the sword was already shaking. He suddenly shook his head violently, let out a low roar, and his gray hair danced.

"kill!"

The gray-haired old man shouted loudly, with sadness in his heart. The sacrifice spirit was transforming into a rain of gods, and it was impossible for him to survive. It filled him with hatred and murderous intent. This sword contained an infinite murderous aura.

A row of drills cut through the sky, slashed to the eyebrows of the swallowing bird, and brought up a monstrous rune, which made this area almost boil, as if the whole universe was resonating, as if there were thousands of troops galloping.

What kind of power is this?
The swallowing bird was frightened, and hurriedly retreated, which was caused by the way it practiced, so avoiding it was able to avoid the edge.

But all this is not over, the ghost chased, swung the broken sword, swept the eight wastes and six together, chopped all the way, the fight was reversed, and the stars collapsed.

The swallowing bird screamed, and its left wing was cut off. This was a catastrophe. Its body was blown apart and almost shattered.

"Ah..." Tiantianque shouted, this was a serious injury, it suffered heavy injuries, one of its tail was cut off, and it almost fell.

"boom"

It was extremely painful, and a pair of claws fell off. This was the most severe attack method, enough to tear the sky apart.

However, in the face of this terrifying attack, the gray-haired old man was not afraid, holding his sword to meet it, the sound was clanging and deafening, and the two fought fiercely.

At this moment, this place is boiling, this is a big collision, this time there is no lightning, but it is creepy, the sky and the earth are trembling, the sun and the moon are not shining.

"click"

Ghost Master slashed half of the swallowing bird's head with one sword.

The swallowing bird hit the sky, roaring furiously on the sky, circling constantly, and the pain pierced the bone marrow. It was really uncomfortable. The hardest beak on its body was cut off. How could it be so bad?
At this moment, I saw that ghost master, killing Qiong Qi again.

(End of this chapter)