Different Fire Immortal Emperor

The Yin wind is as black as ink, and it is as powerful as a demonic energy, tearing through the obstacles of the Yin energy, and sweeping away.The wind howled, the rocks shattered, and the ground was torn apart with cracks. Seeing this, Shui Ningrou and the others didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly released the protective energy to defend themselves.

This chilly wind is not only bitingly cold, but also has a corrosive effect. The body-protecting qi emitted by Shui Ningrou and the others, under the corrosion of the chilly wind, makes a "chichi" sound and becomes thinner and thinner.

Zhao Tianhuan's eyes were serious, and when the wind was whistling, he suddenly activated the Eighteen Arhat Beads, shooting out golden lights, quickly purifying the wind, but the wind seemed endless, continuously gushing out from the abyss.

And the hundreds of grimaces who were forced to retreat into the yin qi and retreated to the edge of the cliff also uttered piercing ghost screams at this time, turning into streaks of black light, impacting the phantoms of eighteen ancient Buddhas, resisting the suppression of Buddhist scriptures.

"Fellow daoists, don't make a move yet!" Zhao Tianhuan's pressure increased greatly. He had to purify the Yin wind and suppress the Yin Qi, and it seemed a little powerless to save the grimace.

And the others didn't hesitate after hearing Zhao Tianhuan's plea for help. Now is not the time to hide clumsiness. The ghost king, who has achieved success in cultivation, is extremely difficult to deal with. Immortal magic weapons don't do much harm to it. Treasures of the yang type can be restrained.

Empress Dowager Sun took out a red wooden sword from the storage ring. This wooden sword was three feet long, and it was engraved with densely packed runes. As Sun Tai chanted the mantra, the symbols on the red wooden sword immediately squirmed slowly. When he got up, a crimson flame blazed out.

"Go!" The Empress Dowager Sun uttered a formula, and the red wooden sword immediately turned into a flash of fire, and the yin energy approaching the edge of the cliff instantly slashed.

Every time the crimson wooden sword is slashed, a flaming sword light will shoot out. Once the ghost face is stained with this flaming sword light, it will immediately turn into a red fireball, and be refined in the raging flames. .

"The secret treasure of Taoism, the Lihuo Sword, Sun Daoyou really found an incredible treasure of pure yang." Lei Tuohai looked at the Lihuo Sword with narrowed eyes, and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Lei has time to chat and joke, why don't we act together, destroy these ghost faces as soon as possible, and force out the ghost king." Empress Dowager Sun reminded indifferently.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Sun, don't be in a hurry, even if you don't tell the old man, I'll do it." Lei Tuohai smiled and shook his head, then took out a silver-white bead from the storage ring.

"Sun Daoyou, Zhao Daoyou, you two are going to evolve Yinfeng together, I'll leave these grimaces to the old man." Lei Tuohai glanced at the two of them and said.

"Sky Thunder Bead, no wonder Fellow Daoist Lei is so confident." The Empress Dowager Sun glanced at the silver-white bead in Lei Tuohai's hand with a dignified expression, and secretly became wary in her heart.

The Sky Thunder Orb is obtained by refining the Nine Heavens Thunder. Not only does it do great damage to evil things, but it is also very destructive. Even the Qizong monks dare not touch it head-on.

But Tianleizhu is a one-time consumable, and the materials are extremely difficult to collect. It needs to venture into the thunder sea at the moment of thunderstorm and the dark clouds dissipate. It is already very good to succeed once or twice, even Lei Tuohai doesn't have a few sky thunder beads.

After Zhao Tianhuan took a cautious look at the Sky Thunder Orb, he said, "Since Fellow Daoist Lei has such treasures as the Sky Thunder Orb, I will leave it to Fellow Daoist Lei to purify the grimaces. Fellow Daoist Sun and I will concentrate on purifying the Yin Wind. The illusion of the ghost king's energy can also hurt the ghost king, so I'm not afraid that he won't show up at that time."

Zhao Tianhuan's clasped hands suddenly parted, pinching a lotus flower seal each, and counting, eighteen phantoms of ancient Buddhas immediately re-integrated into the golden rosary, and then activated by the spell in Zhao Tianhuan's mouth, eighteen golden rosary beads , and re-formed the Eighteen Arhat Bead Bracelet, spinning above Zhao Tianhuan's head, shooting out golden light to purify the wind.

The Empress Dowager Sun didn't hesitate at all when she saw this, she raised her hand, and the Lihuo sword flew back backwards. After making a circle around her head, it suddenly turned into a fire python, rushed high into the sky, spewed out streams of flames, and burned Biting wind.

"Roar!" While the two were purifying the Yin Wind, an angry roar suddenly came from under the abyss. This was the roar of the Ghost King, obviously because Zhao Tianhuan and Queen Mother Sun had purified the Yin Wind, which had affected it.

After hearing the ghost king's roar, Lei Tuohai's expression became a bit dignified, he held the Sky Thunder Orb between his two fingers, and suddenly flicked it forward, the Sky Thunder Orb immediately turned into a silver rainbow and shot out, instantly submerged into the yin energy on the edge of the cliff middle.

"Explosion!" Lei Tuohai yelled softly, directly detonating the soul consciousness attached to the Sky Thunder Orb.

A dazzling silver-white light suddenly flashed out from the dense Yin Qi, and thunderbolts as thick as a baby's arms fell like thunder from the sky. When the silver-white lightning strikes, it will immediately dissipate into a cloud of black smoke.

Xiao Yu leaned close to the edge of the black light curtain and watched all this quietly. Although he was calm on the surface, his heart was full of turmoil, and he deeply understood the gap between him and the Qizong monk.

Although only three of the six Qizong monks at the core of Heishuijian shot, the pure yang treasures they took out were all extraordinary, whether it was the Eighteen Arhat Beads or the Lihuo Sword, each of which was a rare secret treasure. Great damage.

In particular, the Sky Thunder Bead that Lei Tuohai took out purified all the remaining grimaces in just a moment, and the Yin Qi was forced back into the abyss. A streak of silver-white lightning fell into the abyss one after another, causing the Yin Qi in the abyss to violently surge.

And at this moment, the piercing wind that swept across the world was also completely purified by the Lihuo Sword and the Eighteen Arhat Pearls, revealing the gray sky and the dark red ground formed by the dried blood.

"Roar!" Suddenly the ghost king's roar came from the abyss, and endless Yin Qi surged out, like a vast ocean, engulfing the sea of ​​thunder above.

"The Ghost King is coming out, everyone, get ready." Jiang Yu suddenly appeared in front of Xiaoyu, about ten feet away.

Looking at Jiang Yu's tall and straight back in front of him, a warm current flowed in Xiao Yu's heart. No matter what purpose Jiang Yu had in trying to win him over, Xiao Yu was very grateful for stepping forward to protect his safety at this moment.

Jiang Yu turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yu, reassuring him, and then looked forward with a solemn expression, with several times more Yin Qi, and took out a golden magic weapon in the form of a bronze mirror from the storage ring.

This treasure is golden and has a smooth mirror surface. There are six clusters of white flames sealed inside it. This fire is called Yanghuo, which is extracted from fire essence. It also has great restraint against evil spirits, and this treasure itself It is also a mid-level spiritual tool, called Liuyang Shenhuojian.

And when Jiang Yu took out the Fire Mirror of the Six Suns, the young man surnamed Dou also took out a pure yang treasure, which was the size of a fist, red as fire, and shaped like a round bead, named Lihuo Bead, which was similar to Queen Mother Sun's Lihuo Swords come from the same vein and can complement each other.

Shui Ningrou was wearing a black robe, covering her whole body. A dense mist enveloped her body. No one could see through her body. When she flicked her bare hands, a black palm-length piece of wood appeared in her hand.

This jet-black wood has a few drops of dark red blood on it, exuding a faint divine aura. A rare material for refining pure yang magic weapons, which has the effect of restraining evil spirits.

And Lei Tuohai took out another Sky Thunder Orb, retreated some distance, and stood together with the others, staring at the Yin Qi in front with a solemn expression. The Eighteen Arhat Beads were taken back in their hands, and they waited quietly for the ghost king to show up.

"Roar!" When everyone was ready, there was a ghostly roar from the thick Yin Qi on the edge of the cliff, and a gloomy gaze shot out from the thick Yin Qi like a beast, looking at everyone.

The gloomy eyes swept across everyone, and a sense of coldness enveloped everyone immediately, as if they were being targeted by a fierce beast, like a light on their backs.However, when this gloomy gaze fell on Shui Ningrou, there was a sudden pause, as if showing a little confusion, but after a while, it returned to normal.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the scene couldn't help but look at Shui Ningrou, all of them frowned and showed a trace of doubt, even Xiao Yu was puzzled, but couldn't think of any answer.Only Shui Ningrou was still as calm as water, without any abnormality, but deep in Shui Ningrou's eyes, a trace of sadness flashed quietly.

At this time, the Yin Qi gushing out from the abyss suddenly rolled violently, and quickly shrank towards the center. After a while, a black figure loomed in the Yin Qi.

This black figure opened its huge mouth like a sea full of rivers, absorbing the Yin energy, and after a while the black energy dissipated, revealing a humanoid monster with a height of three feet, black hair all over its body, and a black single horn between its eyebrows.

This human-shaped monster with long black hair is like a ghost, with disheveled hair, a pair of blood-red eyes, gloomyly scanning the crowd, two sharp fangs, sprouting from the mouth, many long black nails, flashing sharp Shine, a jet-black ponytail, fluttered behind his back.

"This is the ghost king, so evil." Xiao Yu looked at the ghost king cautiously. Although he had read some books that recorded the secrets of the world of cultivating immortals, it was the first time in his life that he saw such a strange creature as the ghost king.

The ghost king exuded a stench all over his body. When he looked at the six great sect monks in the field, he couldn't help but take a few more glances. The pure yang secret treasure in the hands of the six great sect monks, this kind of pure yang treasure that wards off evil, was innately restrained to him. Even if he could destroy a few pure yang treasures in the end, his vitality would be seriously injured if he hit head-on.

The monks of the six great sects, when the ghost king looked at them, were also observing this terrifying ghost king. If they fought alone, no one here could be the opponent of the ghost king. Even if they joined forces, they might not be able to suppress the ghost king. With the Yang Treasure in hand, the monks of the six grand sects would not stay at all, and would have fled long ago.

The hideous ghost king in front of them was not cultivated by ordinary Yin spirits. He was a powerful immortal cultivator before his death. Retained, some of the powerful supernatural powers of his life were extremely difficult to deal with. If it weren't for the sealing formation of Heishuijian, which would seal the ghost king here for life, once he escaped, the entire Eastern Region would be in chaos and fall into a bloody storm .

The ghost king stared at the monks of the six great sects with gloomy eyes. Because he was afraid of the treasure of pure yang, he didn't dare to act rashly for a while, and because the monks of the six great sects didn't trust each other, they didn't want to be the first to strike and be plotted by others , For a while, it formed a stalemate with the ghost king.

The ghost king's long black hair fluttered without wind, and black air lingered around his body. His eyes glanced at the monks of the six great sects, and suddenly looked at Xiaoyu. A cold light flashed in his eyes, which suddenly turned into a black wind. Disappeared in place.