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Chapter 132 Sword Emperor Fighting Wraith Ghosts

Chapter 132 Sword Emperor Fighting Wraith Ghosts
South of the Uncertain Void Sea

It is Xingyaohai.

The Xingyao Sea, which was originally peaceful and peaceful, is now full of ghost fog and demonic energy.

The arrival of the great sage of the ghost clan raised the morale of the monks of the ghost clan. One by one, they sacrificed their natal sacred artifacts and performed one after another holy spells that horrified the world.

A series of portals, like countless scorching suns hanging in the sky, countless monks from the ghost tribe came to the Qiankun Realm from the Great Ming Realm.

Xuetian and Resentful Ghost seem to have reached an agreement. The number of ghosts in Qiankun Realm is not too large, and they chose the more populous Great Ming Realm.

The blood race needs the blood of the living to reproduce, but the ghost race only needs the dead, endless dead.

There are countless strong ghosts born in the sea of ​​corpses.

The rules of the ghost way squeezed out almost all the rules of this world, turning the ten thousand li territory into a ghost land that benefits the ghost race.

Countless mountains were shattered, and rivers ceased to flow into dry valleys.

……

Cultivating immortals is both shaping the world and destroying it.

But for a moment
Sword Emperor and Ying Hao had already arrived at Xingyao Coast, and everything they saw was ruins.

The ghostly shadows flying all over the sky let out ferocious laughter.

The walls of the city collapsed and the formation broke.

The human race is helpless.

Seeing this, the Sword Emperor's eyes were very sharp, and on the half of the sword mound he brought, thousands of swords blared together.

Flying swords rose from the ground, emitting a faint white light.

A flash of white light can kill at least one ghost monk in the Holy Realm.

The sea of ​​swords moved together, and the sword energy stretched for [-] miles, and the battlefield was directly divided into two parts.

One side is the sword emperor's back, and the other side is the teleportation array.

A large vacuum area soon appeared behind Sword Emperor.

"finally come."

A joking voice sounded from the sky.

The thick black mist condensed into a man in black with a frivolous expression.

The man's eyes are full of nine colors of light, I don't know what magical power it is.

"You are the Nine-Eyed Ghost Lord of the Middle Ages, the resentful ghost, I don't think it's very good."

Ying Hao said without hesitation.

"You still know the old man's previous name, yes, yes."

A proud smile filled the face of the resentful demon master.

"Why do you need to talk nonsense, there is only one battle with this kind of monster."

A supreme holy sword slowly flew out from the side of the Sword Emperor.

"Candle Yin Sword."

Ying Hao's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this piece. This sword is an imitation of the ancient fairy sword Candle Dragon Sword. Although its power is not as powerful as the Candle Dragon Sword, it is still ranked among the top ten holy swords in the "Hundred Clans of the Holy Artifacts" .

As far as Ying Hao knows, since the Great Emperor Realm, the Sword Emperor has abandoned the Taoist Sword he cultivated and used the even more domineering Candle Yin Sword.

"Let me meet you later."

As soon as the Sword Emperor grasped the Candle Yin Sword, the Zhou Tianqi flowed rapidly and turned into wind blades.

"senior."

"You don't need to make a move, I only need one person for my swordsmanship."

The sound transmission of the Sword Emperor came to Ying Hao's ears.

Yinghao Mingwu, the way of sword practiced by the sword emperor is the overlord of the sword, proud of the world of mortals.

Interfering in himself will hinder his use of the situation.

Knife, sword and halberd are most about the use of momentum.

The Sword Emperor and the Demon Lord of Resentment confronted each other, one standing on the ground, the other standing in the sea of ​​ghosts, their auras were interlocked, the world of Dao domains enveloped each other, their eyes were like knives like swords, and the tip of a needle was facing the wheat awning.

One is the sword emperor who is unparalleled in the universe and has ruled the roost for thousands of years. He is born to be a genius of swordsmanship and lead an era.

One is the Nine-Eyed Demon Lord who was notorious in the Middle Ages and whose reputation resounded through the nine heavens.

This confrontation is related to the survival of a state and a region.

The ghost clan can be said to come out here in full force.

A powerful presence among the ghost clan was dispatched.

Ghosts and spirits.

Tianxu, Diyin, Renjue, the dying moon, and the falling stars.

Each of the five ghosts and spirits has extraordinary origins, and they are all supremely powerful men who have cultivated to the highest level.

When the wind and rain come, the tide of corpses floods the world with murderous intent.

A scream came out.

The blood of the Great Sage dyed the sky red and fell like rain.

The voice is from the human camp of the Demon Cult's 36th Palace.

The Demon Cult's 36th Palace is approaching this extreme east.

"Crab Mountain", the owner of the Dayan Demon Palace, in the 36 palaces of the Demon Cult, a giant with a power of more than 1 years, was shot through the head by a shuttle-shaped soldier from Tianxu, the leader of the five ghosts. Severely wounded, fell to the ground.

Tianxu is the spirit of a quasi-immortal artifact. According to legend, that quasi-immortal artifact is inside it.

It can be said that before the birth of "魔", Tianxu has always been the strongest under the emperor, and is the mainstay of the entire ghost race.

The giants in the first house of the 36 palaces of the Demon Cult may not be afraid of figures like Luan and Luo Huan, but they are extremely afraid of Wujue, who is not afraid of death and trades injuries for injuries.

After all, not everyone is a peerless emperor with the unrivaled power to slay a saint.

Every palace lord is hard-won, the celestial arrogance accumulated over 10 years, the only ones in the 36 palaces of the Demon Cult in 10 years.

I am not afraid of Ling and Luo Huan, but because they have consciousness, spirit, and desire for life, and I am afraid that they will explode the holy source and die together.

Ghost Wujue is not afraid of them dying together.

To die together is to die together.

Not long after Yushan was severely injured, the top ten Fengyun palace masters in the Demon Cult were imprisoned in the earth lock soul by Di Yin, one of the five ghosts.

By the time this supreme sage broke through the prison and escaped, he had already turned into a bone and a layer of skin, and the blood of the great sage in his body was almost lost.

"Oh!"

Tianxu condensed a five-finger-shaped world with a length of more than 300 miles. Before a supreme sage blew up the holy source, he was completely suppressed and killed.

Today, they want to kill all the great saints in the 36th house of the Demon Cult, and re-establish the deterrent power of the ghost race against the world of heaven and earth.

Once successful, within 3 years, everyone will definitely talk about ghosts and spirits and their faces will change.

After a while, under the restraint of one of them, Ji Hai, the master of one of the 36 palaces of the Demon Cult, was killed by Xing Luo and Dead Moon.They used a pot of evil fire, even if the master of prison sea used the supreme sacred weapon, they couldn't save their lives.

The flame of the Esha Divine Fire has a temperature exceeding one million levels, and even a strong person like Yu Qingfeng dare not touch it.

Once stained, there is a risk of falling.

It took Xingluo a hundred years to refine one pot.

The fall of the first palace lord dealt a serious blow to the morale of the monks in the 36th palace of the Demon Cult.

All the monks who were still alive felt a shadow in their hearts, thinking that today, they might really all die here.The ghost clan can overwhelm the universe and make hundreds of clans obey. The ghost clan has been ups and downs for 10 years, and the depth of the background is indeed unimaginable.

If not, they might have started to retreat when they had to fight hard.

The owner of Xuanwu Palace has a mount, which is a 3000-year-old ice turtle. The monks of the Demon Cult saw the unexpected situation of the battle, and all of them were terrified.

In normal times, it is extremely difficult to see a great sage, but today, he witnessed the fall of one supreme sage after another with his own eyes.Whose heart is not shocked?
One of the palace masters wanted to make a living and retreat, and said: "The sea of ​​prisons has fallen, and the power of the ghost race far exceeds our expectations. Do you want to stop the original plan and retreat to the inland?"

Duan Lingfeng, the master of Qianxing Palace, shook his head and said: "The reason why Prison Sea Lord died is because his cultivation base was severely weakened by the twenty fate priests of the ghost clan. If there is a real fight, it won't be defeated so quickly .The way of fate mastered by the priest of fate can weaken the combat effectiveness of monks, and even turn saints into mortals."

"We can't retreat. Once we retreat, the strength of the ghost clan will be further expanded."

"Look carefully, whether it's the three ghosts or other strong ghosts, they all focus on harassment and dare not force the great sage of the Demon Cult's 36th Palace to death. Really make a move, and perform a lore in close quarters The ones who strike are all ghosts and spirits. The fighting power of the five of them has reached the top level of the Great Sage, but they have mastered the Great Emperor's skills that surpass the Great Sage, which is far superior to other Supreme Saints. Moreover, they are not afraid Death, they are all puppets manipulated by the resentful ghost."

"Master, what you mean is that as long as there is a problem with the ghosts and spirits, the ghosts will no longer be feared?" said the monk.

Duan Lingfeng said: "That's right."

"If that's the case, why don't we make a move? If we don't make a move again, once most of the Palace Masters are defeated, we won't be able to make a move!" the monk said anxiously.

Duan Lingfeng's eyes fell on the sword emperor, and he glanced at Yinghao who was on the side again, and said: "Wait a little longer, the time has not yet come."

……

The Sword Emperor and the Demon Lord of the Resentful Ghost confronted each other for a long time.

The Sword Emperor took the lead in breaking the confrontation and took the initiative to strike.

Before the person moved, the rules of the holy way in his body had already turned into a torrent, rushing out first, colliding with the sea of ​​ghosts in the sky, causing the sea of ​​ghosts to rise and fall, and the heads of ghosts turned into dust.

Not only was the Devil Lord Resentful Ghost not afraid, but a smile appeared on the contrary.

He knew that Sword Emperor had no choice but to act.

If you don't make a move, the Demon Cult's 36th Palace will be defeated.

And once he makes the first move, his perfect aura will become imperfect, and he will already be at a disadvantage.

The Candle Yin Sword pierced through the heaven and earth, causing the space to vibrate, and tens of thousands of sword qi gushed out accordingly.

The Lord of Resentful Ghosts raised the Blade of Demon Slayer above his head, and the fierce light and supreme power emanating from the edge of the blade instantly disrupted the rules of heaven and earth within a radius of [-] li.All the monks within a hundred thousand miles felt like they were struggling in the sea of ​​gravity consciousness.

The creatures in a radius of millions of miles can feel the fluctuations of the faint power of the gods, and their minds are all deterred.

Although the resentful ghost is also a person in the fallen state, he still retains the aura of being in the divine state.

The hurricane suddenly rises, sweeping time, space, sea of ​​fire, five elements, darkness, and the rules of death fly like knives.

The eyes of the demon lord resentful ghosts are filled with the light of the nine-color glazed glass, which is also the power of the nine paths.

Under one sword, the nine paths merge into one.

"Boom."

The Ghost Slayer Blade and the Candle Yin Sword collided, and after the loud noise, the world became unprecedentedly quiet, as if everyone had become deaf.

"boom!"

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)

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