Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 532

2021-02-10

Chapter 532 Resists

Potou Ghost King, then sneered.

"How about Sword Immortal's handwriting, a trifling sword array, and it's not Sword Immortal who came in person, so I'm still afraid of him?"

As far as the Ghost King of Putou could see, he saw in the sword array, all of them were Some small and medium Sect sword cultivators, and three young Disciples of Sword Sect.

Even the elders of the three Sword Sects are not in his eyes, even more how these a nobody?

As a result, he had malicious intentions in his heart to destroy the sword array and drain all the blood essence of the sword cultivator.

Ghost King has a huge appetite, and once he encounters a living person, he will definitely suck up the blood essence of thousands of living beings.

Even more how, the sword cultivators in the sword array are the generation of cultivation, and the blood energy is full of spirituality.

"haha!"

In the eyes of Putou Ghost King, the sword array of 'Yunshan Mist Cover' is like a delicious walnut, which can be eaten as long as the crispy shell is cracked open Fragrant walnuts.

At this time, the rainbow light formed by the Power of Five Elements formed a ring to cover the dark wind formed by him.

Strange to say, Potou Ghost King turned Yin Feng, with no opportunity, very sinister, but being enveloped in a ring, he immediately lost the power of change.

"Amazing!"

With a slap, the cloudy wind dissipated, and the Potou Ghost King stumbled to the ground, restrained by a colorful ring, unable to move even a little bit.

"Haha, Putou Ghost King, your sewer capsized!"

A Ghost King who was watching the play pointed at him laughed heartily.

In the laughter, there are jokes and ridicules, but there is no taking pleasure in other people's misfortune.

Because, as many Ghost Kings know, these attacks did not pose a threat to the Potou Ghost King.

As expected, the Putou Ghost King's chest glowed violently, like a scorching sun.

This Life Source Ghost Fire is the result of the Putou Ghost King's many years of penance in the underworld.

As soon as the Ghost Fire came out, the ring burned with a loud noise. Criss-crossed cracks appeared on the originally smooth and dense surface.

“Open!”

Putou Ghost King vibrated his arms, the ring shattered instantly, and he escaped in the blink of an eye.

Next moment, his gaze looked towards the sword array, first staring at the prey that fell into the trap.

"Stop this ear, and you will be the dead bones in the tomb!"

After saying that, the Ghost King turned into a funnel-like black whirlwind, turning into a black whirlwind in the blink of an eye. Make it half an acre and drop it over the sword array.

In the black whirlwind, the sound of wail like ghosts and howl like wolves is loud enough to pierce the eardrums and make a courage entirely to break.

Not to mention, the sinister poison carried in the wind is sharp, like a bone-scraping steel knife, no longer looking for opportunities all the time, burrowing into the flesh and blood, and sucking the essence of the flesh and blood.

"Keep your heart and don't be confused!"

In the sword array, the sword cultivators pinched their sword marks and placed them on their chests to soothe their minds.

At the same time, free up the other hand and pull the Flying Sword to rotate back and forth, cutting off the whirlwind that is nearby.

From the whirlwind, there is the sound of the collision of ding ding dong dong, and the black whirlwind spewing from the Ghost King of Putou is condensed like a real object, and its sharpness is no less than Flying Sword.

From a distance, the black cyclone is getting more and more condensed, as if it has gathered into a huge black cocoon, wrapping the entire sword array in it.

In the sword array, the black lines in everyone's sight are getting denser and more difficult to breathe.

The whirlwind formed by the Ghost King's body almost filled the sword array, and even the air was repelled.

“hu hu! ”

one after another sword light, like the rays of light lit in the dark night, although it can’t fly far and extinguished, but there are countless sword lights in an instant Lights up immediately.

Swipe, the black whirlwind gathers and disperses, seals the sword cultivators together with the Flying Sword inside.

The good Ghost King, just relying on the strength of oneself, trapped more than 1,500 sword cultivators in the sword array between applause.

"It's almost there!"

Several Ghost Kings on the sidelines looked away, nothing to see, the overall situation has been decided.

In their opinion, as long as the Putou Ghost King exerts a little force, he can break through the sword array and enjoy the delicious flesh and blood.

"Let him grab the head dish!"

A Ghost King licked his lips and complained unwillingly.

"Several millions of people in Shu are not enough for you?"

"That's right!"

The Ghost Kings laughed and started to plan to share The population and territory of Shu.

Suddenly, mutation happens.

The sword array that was originally on the verge of collapse suddenly raised seven light clusters, which were extremely dazzling even in the dark whirlwind.

At the highest peak, Fang Dou raised his hands high and tried his best to hold up the 'Seven Star Earth Demon'.

The light clusters circled and chased each other, and finally turned into a 'spoon' shaped Big Dipper.

Next moment, the light spoon flew out, lifted high, and knocked down hard against the whirlwind including the sword array below.

dong!

The whirlwind of illusory, hit by the light spoon, instantly became extremely hard.

At the moment of contact between the two, the rays of light of the seven-star earth evil are generous, all injected into the whirlwind.

“ao wu!”

Putou Ghost King was smashed into the body by the earth, like hundreds of millions of red-hot steel needles, poured into the internal organs.

This pain, even if he is a ghost, can't bear it~

After gritting his teeth and persevering for a long time, Putou Ghost King couldn't bear it any longer, and the whirlwind suddenly stopped.

A shadow rolled on the ground, and then returned to the original Ghost King of Putou.

“hu hu!”

Before he could stand firm, the light spoon fell again, centering on the top of Ghost King's head.

The power of the Qixing Earthshade suddenly poured into Putou Ghost King's body, causing his body to burn like a fire.

It's too painful, even True Form has signs of collapse.

"Not good!"

In the sword array, most of Fang Dou's body was hollowed out. He glanced all around and saw that most of the sword cultivators had fallen down.

The sword cultivators of the small and medium Sects, either with shallow foundations or lack of methods, are the first ones to be unsustainable.

It is the Disciples of the three Sword Sects, with top-level breathing techniques, long and long-lasting energy, and at this moment they can also support the operation of the sword array.

Comparing with Ghost King, speaking of which is easy, but it is actually a desperate struggle to die.

In order to maintain the seven-star earth evil, Fang Dou did not hesitate to overdraw the power of the sword array of 'Yunshan Mist Cover' in order to achieve the current effect.

"Everyone, we must make persistent efforts, we must not let him slow down!"

Fang Dou tone barely fell, Jun Tianfeng said, "Don't say more, continue to shoot!"

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"It is my duty to kill the Ghost King!" Emperor Zijian coldly said.

The three sword cultivator Disciples of the three Sword Sects were severely overstretched, but no one flinched.

The young fisherman with the most scheming is also silent, expressing that he is advancing and retreating with everyone around him.

Fang Dou does not understand after all, what is the pride of the sword cultivators?

Under his lead, 'Yunshan Mist Cover' sword array, withstood the successive attacks of Putou Ghost King, and even counterattacked, seriously injuring Ghost King.

If this matter spreads, it must shock the world.

Even, in Jun Tianfeng's view, today's battle is enough to be included in one of the most proud achievements in his life, even surpassing the previous incident of beheading the Ghost General army.

There is no need for Fang Dou to urge them to drum up, everyone should take action, chase after the victory, and see if a miracle can happen and kill the Ghost King of Putou.

At this time, Putou Ghost King ran the Ghost Fire in his body, expelled most of the Qixing Earthshades, but did not immediately attack the sword array.

He turned around and faced the sky, "Someone come down and play with me?"

The sword cultivators in the sword array were shocked when they heard this sentence cold.

One Ghost King is enough, if there is another one, the sword array will be broken on the spot.

(end of this chapter)