All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 136

star on the coast

A man and a woman stood on a cliff.

In the misty white mist, the tall and graceful figure of the woman stood on the reef, dressed in the holy clothes of Wansu, exuding an incomparably noble temperament.

The man covered his head with a black robe, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

The two were Jiang Qianpan and Luo Fusang who rushed to the battlefield.

"This person's kendo has his shadow, so he must be his descendant."

Hearing this, Jiang Qianpan said, "He? Is that the person you have been looking for? This person is the sword emperor, one of the nine emperors in the human race. His swordsmanship is the best in the world."

"Yes, this Sword Emperor should be his descendant."

Thoughts flashed across Luo Fusang's eyes, looking at Jiang Qianpan, he still couldn't believe that this person was the reincarnation of his beloved.

"You are really persistent."

Jiang Qianpan's face suddenly changed.

"Not good, another strong man from the ghost clan has come."

Jiang Qianpan frowned, staring at the two black clouds a hundred miles away.

"Your Demon Master has been severely injured by the Sword Emperor, and you are already dying. If you want to leave a last word, hurry up."

Ning Wuying's purple palace gown, red lips and black eyebrows set off her incomparably beautiful.

The battle between the Sword Emperor and the Devil Lord of the Wraith Ghost is still going on, just now the Sword Emperor hit the Wraith Ghost severely with his sword, and everyone present could see clearly.

"Master Wuying Palace, you are the one who should leave your last words, and you don't even know when your death is imminent." A black-faced ghost king sneered, he naturally knew what the real purpose of this trip was, and their task was to hold these humans back For the strong, leave the rest to more important people.

Jiang Qianpan didn't say anything, and looked behind the black-faced ghost king faintly from a distance.

Although the opponent restrained his breath extremely well, he still sensed it with his strong mental strength.

"It was rumored that Palace Master Wuying was ruthless, but now it seems that it is just a rumor." A very magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

Two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked out of the black mist behind the black-faced ghost king.

The one who spoke just now was a tall and handsome man with pear-shaped eyes and a high nose bridge. His appearance was more perfect than most women. He was dressed in red and held a jade fan. a feeling of.

The person beside him is relatively short in stature, with a snowy head, but his body is extremely strong, with a fat head and big ears, his chest is exposed, a string of very thick rosary beads is hung around his neck, and a string of rosary beads is also held in his hand , on each bead is a skull,

"It turned out to be ghost scholars and ghost monks who are as famous as ghost greed among the ghost clan."

Looking across the two, Jiang Qianpan immediately knew their identities. He had been lurking in the demons for many days, and he had already figured out the identities of many powerful demons.

And after seeing the ghost scholar and the ghost monk, Jiang Qianpan also knew a lot of things in an instant.

The reason why the ghost clan dared to come to Zhongzhou ostentatiously, and came straight to the Demon Palace, was because of the existence of the five ghosts, ghost scholars and ghost monks.

They don't look anxious, as if it's not a big deal.

Obviously, the ghost clan designed to lure all the strong human beings out by using the ghost clan army as a bait. It seems that there are some ulterior secrets behind it.

"The people in the magic palace must be exhausted from fighting."

The ghost scholar's face was full of smiles.

"Even if they try their best, how can they be our opponents?"

The ghost monk said coldly.

They received the news that the plan had been successful, and now the next step was to rescue the next adult in the Demon Palace.

As ghost clan evildoers of the same age, at this time, how can there be no reason for ghost scholars and ghost monks not to take action?
"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

A large rusty sword fell from the sky, raising smoke and dust all over the ground.

A figure in a black robe appeared in the center of the battlefield.

"Oh, really."

Jiang Qianpan's indifferent eyes swept over everyone present.

The ghost scholar gently fanned the jade fan in his hand, and said in a cold tone: "Where did you come from, no matter who you are, the most stupid thing you have done is to provoke my ghost clan, pay the price for it!" .”

"Let this Buddha save him." The ghost monk touched his belly, took a step forward, and said.

The ghost scholar had a cold look in his eyes, and said, "He is my prey, and no one can snatch him away."

"The Buddha has not made a move for a long time, ghost scholar, you should give me Jiang Qianpan!" The ghost monk did not back down.

It can be seen that both the ghost scholar and the ghost monk are extremely confident in their own strength, and they don't want to give up any heads that come to their door.

Jiang Qianpan said indifferently: "Do you really think I'm sure? I don't want to waste time. If you want to deal with me, you can do it together."

"I can kill you alone." The ghost scholar gave a low voice.

The ghost scholar slammed the jade fan in his hand, and eighteen cursing runes flew out, turning into eighteen ferocious beasts of different shapes, all exuding a strange and ominous aura.

"Roar."

Eighteen ferocious beasts, like real creatures, let out earth-shattering roars, and the monstrous curse power emerged from their bodies, drowning towards Jiang Qianpan.

Jiang Qianpan's eyes were calm, calm, and he punched lightly.

The holy form of boxing that condensed 80 rules emerged, like a galloping dragon.

Jiang Qianpan is an all-rounder. He has practiced more Taoism than Zhang Tianfang, but he has not reached Zhang Tianfang's height.

Of the three holy ways he majored in, one of them is about to transcend the ordinary and become holy.

"Boom."

Affected by the rules of boxing, the surrounding ground shook violently, and the roar of the dragon set off a stormy sea.

"Boom."

Whether it was the eighteen ferocious beasts or the curse power they released, they all dispersed in an instant.

The ghost scholar's eyes changed slightly, and he already had a premonition that Jiang Qianpan's strength was extraordinary.

"Shh."

With a movement of his body, the ghost scholar left this world and came to a high mountain on the coast of Xingyao Coast.

Jiang Qianpan still prefers to take the initiative rather than to fight back passively.

Jiang Qianpan naturally wouldn't hold back against such an extremely strong man like the ghost scholar, and he would immediately use his spiritual power method.As soon as he raised his hand, dozens of meteors appeared, attacking the ghost scholar from all directions.

With the improvement of spiritual power, the power that can be exerted by any kind of martial arts and spiritual power means will also rise accordingly.

A powerful force of darkness emerged from the ghost scholar's body, swallowing all the flint meteors in an instant.

The top experts of the ghost clan will almost always try to comprehend the way of darkness, and ghost scholars are no exception, and they have already cultivated the way of darkness to a very high level. Even the void is no exception.

Immediately afterwards, the Ghost Scholar formed a seal extremely quickly, combining the power of the curse with the power of darkness, and condensed a terrifying palm print, which shattered a large area of ​​space.

"Catch me a speck of dust."

Jiang Qianpan stretched out two fingers, picked up a speck of dust in the air, and popped it out with his fingers.

Unbelievably, under the effect of the earth road rules, the dust turned into a huge rocky sphere like a mountain, like a small star, carrying a force of ten thousand hectares, and collided with the condensed palm print of the ghost scholar.

"boom."

The rock sphere and the palm print exploded at the same time, releasing a terrifying impact.

The land with a radius of thousands of miles collapsed in an instant, and high mountains were razed to the ground.

Fortunately, no one lives here, otherwise, I don't know how many casualties will be caused.

The eyes of the black-faced ghost king who watched the battle became extremely serious, and said: "In a speck of dust, a huge space like a mountain is opened up, which requires the combination of soil and space rules. Even many great sages who practice the five elements cannot display it. The cultivation of the man in black has reached such a terrifying level."

There is no doubt that Jiang Qianpan's move just now had a great impact on the black-faced ghost king.

"Spiritual power and martial arts are so powerful. Under the Great Sage, there are only a handful of people with such strength. Who is this person?" Ghost Monk whispered.

"Could it be Zhang Tianfang?"

"It's still Nan Yunkong."

Hearing these two names, the pupils of the Black-faced Ghost King couldn't help shrinking slightly. Although he was also very proud, he had to admit that he couldn't afford to provoke these two people.

Needless to say, Zhang Tianfang is the No. 1 under the Great Emperor of the Qiankun Realm. When he was in the Saint Venerable Realm, he needed the cooperation of all the talents of the human race to suppress him, but he didn't know how strong he was.

And Nan Yunkong is the most outstanding arrogance cultivated by the Great Ming Realm in the past ten thousand years. He has outstanding talents in the way of space, the way of truth and the way of light.

Since the last time the ghost clan invaded the Great Ming Realm, Nan Yunkong seldom walked around outside, and all his thoughts were on cultivation, as if he had disappeared.

After so many years, no one knows what kind of realm Nan Yunkong has reached in the way of space.

But many people think that even Zhang Tianfang may not be able to beat Nan Yunkong in terms of the way of space alone.

At this moment, there was a change in the 36 magic palace, and many monks rushed out one after another.

They were monks who came to reinforce them, and they came from different forces. At this moment, they were all alarmed by the fight between Jiang Qianpan and the ghost scholar.

"Who is that, who is he fighting with?" A monk asked curiously.

The danger level of ghost scholars is tenth level, so the level is extremely high in "The Nine Races of Hell".

A monk recognized the ghost scholar, and said very fearfully: "It's a ghost scholar of the ghost clan, one of the three strongest people in the ghost clan under the emperor of nearly ten thousand years, he is as famous as the ghost, and he actually came to the Kunlun realm."

The next moment, his eyes turned to the ghost monk and the black-faced ghost king standing in the air, his pupils constricted immediately, and he said: "The ghost monk is also there, and the black-faced ghost king, they must have come to strangle the Moon Worshiping Demon Palace."

Hearing this, all the monks present were shocked. Even though they were not familiar with the names of ghost scholar and ghost monk, the fame of the three giants under the ghost clan emperor alone was enough to show their strength.

Even after tens of thousands of years have passed, their terrifying deeds still exist.

Immediately, everyone backed away quickly, distanced themselves from the ghost monk and the black-faced ghost king, to avoid being affected.

"Whoa."

Xingyaohai separated automatically, and a slender and graceful figure walked out of it, with a sacred white mist under its feet, like a goddess descending into the world, it was Luo Fusang.

Luo Fusang is clearly a member of the Raksha clan, but his temperament at this time is becoming more and more extraordinary, giving people a feeling of being otherworldly.

Behind Luo Fusang, there are three people, namely her three subordinates, an unknown bird, a maid, and a white-haired man.

"Princess, Jiang Qianpan seems to be in trouble. The ghost scholar and the ghost monk have a very long history. Is he really their opponent?" The maid frowned slightly.

The white-haired man said with serious eyes: "The ghost scholar and ghost monk are here together, plus a black-faced ghost king, it seems that he is determined to get rid of all the strong men in the devil palace, and I don't know if Jiang Qianpan can handle it." ?”

"Jiang Qianpan is becoming more and more powerful. Even Qianyu Death Venerable's avatar has been defeated by him, so it's no wonder that he will make a move. Unfortunately, we can't intervene in this level of battle. Intervention is considered to be helping the human race." Toriguchi Spitting out words and shaking his head.

Luo Fusang didn't speak, but just set his eyes on Jiang Qianpan's body. At the same time, he unconsciously reached out and stroked the sword-shaped necklace on his neck.

"If he can't fight, he is not him."

(End of this chapter)