The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

The silver sword formation instantly increased its power by a hundredfold.

The entire sword formation looked like it was burning, forming a huge flame tornado.

"Ghost, die!"

Wang Ling shouted.

In the midst of the sword formation, the complexions of many Yin Soldiers were even more ugly.

Yin Tianzi only ordered them to arrest nearby ghosts that entered the human world from the cracks in the ghost world, but did not say that they would be an enemy of the human race.

But this group of people is so ignorant of current affairs, changing the law to hinder themselves.

The two hairy boys just now are a little better, and now there is another old man who is not dead, and his strength is quite strong. I am afraid it will take some time to get out of trouble now.

The face of the fangs who kneeled there obediently bound by the chain didn't look ugly at all.

When others come to the human world, they all come to enjoy their blessings, but when they come to themselves, they become another appearance.

First, let's not talk about escaping, and now I am trapped in such a powerful sword formation, I may be scattered by the fire of this sword at any time.

Fortunately, the strength of the group of people who grabbed themselves was really against the sky, and they were still stuck in the sword formation.

With the help of the elders of the royal tomb, Long Jiu raised his sword formation to a significant level. With the changes in the decision, countless flying swords rushed into the battle from the edge of the sword formation, intending to kill the evil soldiers. ghost.

"presumptuous!"

A yin soldier saw the flying sword head towards the Fang Devil, hurriedly grabbed the sword body and smashed it into pieces.

"You dare to act arrogantly when the people of the cloudy sky want to commit crimes, mortals, don't be too arrogant!"

The Yin Tianzi's command is absolute, but this does not mean that these Yin soldiers have no temper of their own.

Looking at the Human Race monks who were getting more and more excessive, the Yin Soldiers were all a little unbearable to resist their anger.

impressive.

Wang Ling saw the scene just now from the outside of the sword formation. If he were trapped inside, he might not dare to grab it with his hands.

It seems that I can't carelessly deal with them.

"Long Jiu stepped back and watched the elder personally kill the evil spirits!"

It was time to use his true skills after the fight. Wang Ling was worried that his full strength would affect his disciples, so he immediately let Long Jiu retreat aside.

The vast sky is wind-swept and remnant clouds.

Wang Ling raised his hands up to the sky, and a wave of righteousness was slowly converging into his hands in a situation visible to the naked eye.

‘Heaven and Earth are in one spirit’

Elder Wang Ling's fame trick, once there were ghosts raging in the heavens, was due to his trick.

Now his royal tomb will use this trick to kill evil again.

The flame-like sword formation continued, and the Yin soldiers standing in the front row had already drawn out their swords and prepared to harden them.

It doesn't matter even if you will be punished by the cloudy sky after you go back.

The moves of the human race did not pose a threat to them, but whether the Fanged Ghost could survive the trick is still unknown. If he died, wouldn't the Yin Soldiers end in failure?

At the moment when the confrontation between the two sides is deadlocked,

Outside the battle, an extremely cold breath suddenly gushed out.

I saw the two walk out of the almost shattered space.

One person is white all over,

One person is black all over.

The two top hats read ‘get rich at first sight’ and ‘the world is peaceful’.

"You wait for what to do here, does it take so long to catch a ghost?"

Black and white impermanence questioned his subordinates angrily.

Originally, they had repeatedly told the Yin Soldiers when they issued the task. Based on the time limit of the human world, at most half an hour must take the criminals back to the Yin Cao Netherworld. Now these Yin soldiers have been delayed for two hours.

Boom boom.

Many Yin soldiers knelt down one after another, daring not to say a word.

Black and white impermanence is angry, that is not a trivial matter.

"There are two more here, don't be afraid to die, then the old man will send you on the road first!"

I can't help but say no more.

Wang Ling looked at the yin aura displayed on the black and white impermanence, and directly threw away his great trick.

The powerful aura gathered into a ball of light, ruthlessly rushing towards the black and white impermanence.

"Asshole!"

The violent Heiwuchang was originally angry at Yin Soldier's failure to keep punctuality, and now there is another individual who wants to destroy him.

As the yin handsome under the seat of the yin emperor, how can he not get angry.

The mourning stick swung abruptly, and the blow was merciless.

The light ball shuddered before it even touched Heiwuchang's body, and then the air current drawn by the mourning rod directly divided it into two.

Booming~~~

The huge explosion sounded through the world, spreading like a mushroom cloud.

Those Maoshan Dao disciples with low cultivation bases were unable to resist the strong air currents and were retreated to the ground one after another.

"This, how is this possible."

Wang Ling's eyes widened and looked at the two unscathed in front of him. They were petrified on the spot.

Was it possible that his own trick was abolished by his own practice?

"Elder Wangling, step back!"

Wang Ling himself hadn't reacted yet, and Han Jian's voice was already heard behind him.

I saw the sword **** Han Jian holding a gray long sword and flying towards him with a single finger.

The majestic sword edge continued to expand its power in the process of marching, and in the blink of an eye, the original three-foot long sword had become a huge blade that could slash the sky and the earth.

‘One Sword, Heaven and Earth Slash! ’

The blade was lifted up, and the clouds were cut off by the sword intent.

The sword **** opened the world with one sword.

"Humph."

Heiwuchang also looked at the sword **** Han Jian with cold eyes.

Mortals are ignorant and dare to kill God.

If it weren't for the power of merit in this person, just killing God would be an unrecoverable sin.

The mourning stick was slowly raised from his hand.

The face that was enough to shock thousands of ghosts finally showed a faint smile.

That is ridicule.

What a joke in my opinion to mock this sword that can break the ground.

Mortals are mortals after all.

What if the sky was cut off, in front of God, he was still so weak and vulnerable to a blow.

boom.

The piercing sound came out everywhere,

The faces of the Yin Soldiers couldn't help showing a little ugly.

The fang ghost is creeping on the ground fiercely, and black blood is constantly flowing out of the seven holes.

The internal organs are shaking violently,

That feeling is true, life is better than death.

Kill me,

Uncles, please kill me.

The Fanged Ghost begged bitterly,

Yin Bing did not respond to him, because all his eyes were on Heiwuchang.

There was a little trauma on the crying stick.

Not bad.

Hei Wuchang nodded with some relief and sneered.

"Your sword skills are really good. If you manicure your deity with your sword skills, you will be considered qualified."

what! ! !

It's amazing.

Is the sword **** of the dignified Maoshan Dao only worthy of manicure?

Puff~~~

Facing the backlash, Han Jianteng stepped back a few steps, looking at his opponent with horror.

His sword moves were useless at all.

"Mortal, now that the joke is over, and I'm entangled, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Hei Wuchang's complexion turned, and the endless chill permeated everyone's soul.

That is no longer the limit that fear can reach.

Puff through.

The psychological line of defense had collapsed, and the sword **** Han Jian actually knelt down.

"go."

Putting away the mourning stick, Heiwuchang ordered the Yin soldiers to return to the Yin Cao Netherworld.

"Wait a moment."

Han Jian, whose eyes were dizzy, raised his head again and asked, "Who are you guys on earth?"

"Yin Cao Jifu, black and white impermanence."

Just eight words.

Mortals are in awe and restart the myth.

Is the black and white impermanence that originally only existed in the legend?

Mortals can only look up and not blaspheme.

"Elder Han, Elder Han!"

The same stunned elder Wang Ling was no better, because everything that happened was really incredible.

"Return to Sect."

Han Jian gritted his teeth and said.

If what they say is true, then I am afraid the world will face a new fact.

Yin Cao Jifu.

"Maoshan Road."

Shen Lian listened to Hei Wuchang's report about Yin Bing's encounter with Maoshan Dao.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the cracks in the ghost world appeared, the people in the Heavenly Master's Mansion could no longer stand it.

But it’s okay,

The tranquility of the human world still has to be protected by the Yin Cao dungeon. As for who will take over the twelve cities of the Northern Territory, this is not a matter for him to consider.