Big Dream Master

Master Guiteng was not surprised that the gray and black glow was shattered. He cast the spell again to mobilize the ten thousand ghost banners, and the seven or eight kinds of gray and black glow that were exactly the same as just now shot out, slashing toward the sinking.

"It's so dark! Master, let me go out to deal with this big banner!" Shen Luo was about to make a move, and Zhao Feiji exclaimed excitedly in the Qiankun bag.

"Alright, this flag will be used by you later, don't swallow too much power from it." Shen Luo thought to himself, waved Zhao Feiji and let it go.

As soon as Zhao Feiji appeared, he immediately opened his mouth and vomited, a black and red ray shot out, divided into eight, engulfing all the gray and black awns.

As soon as the gray yin light touched the Xingxue's divine light, it immediately dissipated and turned into wisps of yin qi, all of which were absorbed by the Xingxue's divine light.

But Shen Luo pinched a little, and another pure sun sword shot out, but it was the 64-layer forbidden pure sun sword, slashing on the black cocoon on the other side.

The power of this pure sun sword was amazing, and only heard a soft sound like cracking silk, the black cocoon broke.

The blood-colored thorn vine was also knocked out and pierced most of the stone wall behind. The aura of the vine body was dim. Obviously, the damage was not light, and it would be difficult to recover for a while.

The pure Yang sword in the black air silkworm cocoon flew out, intertwined with the 64-layer forbidden pure Yang sword, forming the magical power of double swords. The speed immediately increased and disappeared out of thin air. .

Seeing this, Master Guiteng hurriedly backed away, but two pure sun swords emerged out of thin air as the lightning-like red light passed before him.

The Ghost Vine Master was anxious, shaking his hand with the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and the banner's face became several times larger, like a big shield blocking him.

Seeing this, Shen Luo, for fear of damaging the big streamer, quickly took away half of the power of the two swords, but the two swords were still cut on the ten thousand ghost banners.

The flag face suddenly shook violently, and the gray light on the surface flashed sharply. It withstood the double-sword slash without being damaged.

Not only that, black light flashed across the flag surface, and a black ghost face pattern emerged, opening its mouth wide like a living creature and sucking it fiercely.

Suddenly there was a loud whistling sound around, the gray yin air rolled like a stormy sea, and a huge whirlpool appeared out of thin air.

The vortex turned rapidly, making a weird screaming sound, a black glow came out from the depths of the vortex, engulfing the two flying swords aggressively, emitting a huge suction.

The two flying swords spun slowly, throwing them towards the depths of the whirlpool uncontrollably.

Shen Luo showed the color of difference, but didn't panic, pinched a little bit upwards.

The ear-piercing sword roar sounded from above, and a piece of golden lightsaber pierced the stone wall of the cave mansion, hitting the black vortex from the sky.

A series of extremely rapid pops sounded, and the black vortex was vulnerable to a blow in front of the golden lightsaber. It was cut to pieces in an instant, and the dark glow in the center suddenly shrank and burst open.

Master Guiteng was shocked by the explosion and flew out. He stood steady after a few steps back and forth, and looked over his head with shocked expression on his face.

Through the stone walls that the golden lightsabers pierced through, you could vaguely see a layer of dazzling golden light flashing above the cave mansion, exuding an extremely sharp sword aura.

"Sword formation! Who are you?" Master Guiteng's pupils shrank, and he roared in a deep voice.

"Do you have any other means, just show it." Shen Luo did not answer Master Guiteng's question, and his sleeves flicked.

With a clear whistle of two pure sun swords, one left and the other attacked towards Master Guiteng again.

Master Guiteng looked very ugly, and hurriedly stepped back again, waving his sleeves forward. Valley

More than a dozen black shadows flew out of it and landed on the ground, but there were more than a dozen corpses, some of them had beasts, dark and shiny scales grew on their skins, and hook-like claws grew on their fingers, flashing with coldness. Cold light.

These dozen or so corpses have a strong aura, each with Mahayana combat power, and immediately after appearing, it is divided into three, two swipes toward the two pure sun swords, and the two flying swords with bare hands.

"Dang", "Dang" and "Dang" a series of loud noises, these corpse refining hands and feet were so strong that they blocked the sword light of the Pure Sun Sword.

The last batch of corpses had the largest number of corpses, but stood still and did not move, the alert fell, and Zhao Feiji.

However, Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji stood there and did not make a move.

"You look down on me so much! Very well, in that case, I will let you taste the true power of this ten thousand ghost flags!" On the ghost vine blood rushed into his cheeks, pinching his hands like wheels.

The spirit pattern of the Wangui flag lights up quickly, and a powerful wave of Yin Qi erupts from the flag, becoming stronger and stronger.

Zhao Feiji felt this powerful yin air, his face was shocked, and he didn't dare to watch the battle leisurely. He turned his hand over and played the dragon funeral flute. The flute of a hundred dragons roared and floated towards the ghost vine master.

"It's you! That kid surnamed Shen!" Upon hearing the flute, Master Guiteng immediately remembered who the arc figure was in front of him, and hurriedly covered his ears with both hands, while spouting a mouthful of blood into the ten thousand ghost flags.

The spirit patterns on the ten thousand ghost flags suddenly lit up, and countless screams of ghosts and wolves screamed from inside, and a cold breath that was several times stronger than before suddenly emerged, sweeping around like a raging wave.

The sound of the flute of the burial dragon flute was covered by countless ghosts crying, and the waves of anger-like yin fluctuated even more on Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji.

Shen Luo's body moved slightly, and he immediately returned to normal, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It seems that this is the true power of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and the spiritual power contained in it is so powerful, far better than his 64-layer forbidden pure sun sword and that Xinghan fan.

Zhao Feiji was also affected by this powerful cold aura, and was directly shocked to retreat again and again.

The gray mist in the cave was thicker, surging like a tide, and ghosts appeared out of thin air, almost filling the secret room.

These ghosts are of different types, the big ones are seven or eight feet tall, the small ones are only a few feet long, but they are all extraordinary in strength, and they look fiercely at the sink.

"Do you want to know how many methods I have? Then, your Excellency, first taste the feeling of being devoured by ghosts!" Master Guiteng completely mobilized the power of the ghost banners, and the fear in his expression was swept away, with a cold voice. laugh it out.

Without seeing what he did, all the ghosts in UU reading www.uukanshu.com threw towards Shen Luo and Zhao Feiji.

Shen Luo gave a soft drink, grabbed with both hands, a series of golden thunder and lightning shot out, hitting the surrounding ghosts.

However, Zhao Feiji was beaming, and once again sprayed out the divine light of Xingxue, curling up at the ghosts.

As the Shen Luo cultivation base progressed, the power of the wind and thunder spirit patterns in his arms became stronger and stronger, coupled with Zhao Feiji's criminal and divine light, but in a blink of an eye, the two of them killed all these ghosts.

"Stupid, knowing that we all have supernatural powers to restrain ghosts, we still use this kind of attack." Zhao Feiji sneered coldly.

Sinking but did not speak, looking around, the ghost of the ghost clearly saw the flow of the surrounding yin, those ghosts killed by his thunder and lightning did not really fall, and turned into strands of yin to the ten thousand ghost banner Converge in the past.

The Yin Qi surging inside the banner contains a huge space, densely packed with various ghosts, there are really many heads, and it is a veritable banner of ten thousand ghosts.

The ghosts gathered in the space inside the flag condensed, and the ghosts gradually formed again.