"Kuroki, you are a ghost. You should have no problem dealing with the Yin spirits of three high-level land gods."
"Huineng, Xiaolong, you work together to deal with the Yin spirits of the low-level land gods."
"Tang Yu, I'll leave the rest to you. It doesn't matter if you can't kill them all. The most important thing is to ensure your own safety."
Ye Chen quickly explained a few words, and then rushed straight towards the other right-hand man of Ghost King Matsui.
That Yin spirit is a ninth-level land immortal named Gong Yanjun. He was the deputy of the Ghost King Matsui back then and was notorious for his ruthless behavior.
Seeing Ye Chen rushing towards him, Gong Yanjun showed a cruel smile. A Japanese sword also appeared in his hand and struck at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen didn't dare to be careless. He used his true energy to create a spear. The spear danced, and the tip of the spear emitted a little golden light, as if it was burning, and was filled with hot breath.
when! Gong Yanjun's sword was blocked and Ye Chen stepped back, but he showed joy.
With this collision alone, he knew well that due to the weakening of the formation, his current combat power had dropped to the ninth level of the Land Immortal, which was only equivalent to the sixth level of the Land Immortal.
This may not be invincible for Ye Chen, whose strength has doubled.
"Come here and die!" Ye Chen was extremely domineering, and the spear in his hand condensed a golden light, pointing at Gong Yanjun from a distance.
"It's shameless to say that after defeating you, I will devour all your flesh and blood!" Gong Yanjun said sadly. It did not think that Ye Chen would be its opponent.
Ye Chen's face was cold, and he did not argue with the other party. He went straight to kill him and told the other party with practical actions that China today was no longer like it was in the past, allowing them to run wild.
Black Mudan and Matsui Ghost King fought fiercely, and they were evenly matched, and both sides used real fire.
But at this time, if there are people watching the battle, they will definitely be able to see that Black Peony is generally at a disadvantage.
This Matsui Ghost King has a strong sense of fighting and has experienced hundreds of battles, so he is very difficult to deal with.
"Damn it, you are blessed with power that does not belong to you. Otherwise, it would be easier for me to defeat you than to crush an ant to death."
A cold light flashed in Matsui Ghost King's eyes. He clearly had an absolute advantage, but under the influence of the formation, it was losing its upper hand.
Black Peony sneered: "China mainland, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, even without me, you would not have been born smoothly today."
As she spoke, she seemed to have something in her heart and looked towards a place in the distance.
"Hmph, if I defeat you, I will be born smoothly." Ghost King Matsui said coldly.
In its view, of all the people here, only Black Peony is a bit of a threat, and the others are just ants.
The two sides fought again, even more fiercely than before, and countless resentful spirits perished in the aftermath of their battle.
This is a battle at the secret level, far beyond the imagination of land gods.
Ye Chen and the others hid far away for fear of being affected.
This area with a radius of one kilometer was strangely divided into two pieces.
One section was dominated by black and white peonies, and the other section was dominated by Huang Xiaolong and others. As for Ye Chen, he and Gong Yanjun kept fighting back and forth, and there was no fixed place at all.
But this place was shrouded in a powerful formation, and Gong Yanjun couldn't break out, so he could only move here.
"Damn it!" Kuroki was forced to panic. He took off a black whip from his waist and used it as a weapon instead of the mourning stick in his hand.
Snapped! Heimu flicked his long whip and whipped it towards a Yin spirit from the Land God Realm in front of him.
The Yin spirit, which was equivalent to the fifth level of land immortal, was instantly exploded and turned into ashes.
"Let me strangle you. What kind of whip is this? It's so awesome!" Hui Neng said infatuatedly.
However, before he could be surprised for a long time, a Yin spirit from the second level of land gods roared towards him.
Huineng didn't hesitate. He couldn't hold the seal of King Ming with his hand, so he slapped it forward with his palm.
The Yin spirit roared and exploded immediately, returning to dust.
Although Tang Yu is slightly weaker than Ye Chen and others, she is proficient in the way of the void. After integrating into the void, even the resentful spirits in the terrestrial fairyland cannot find her traces.
She kept wandering around, appearing from time to time, killing one or two king-level Yin spirits, and then disappeared quickly.
Huang Xiaolong frowned, no longer holding back, he used the Five Elements Divine Sword Technique to directly fight three sixth-level Yin spirits of three land gods at the same time.
Of course, with the formation weakened, the three Yin spirits can only maintain the combat power of the third level of land gods.
The Five Elements Sword Qi exploded and constantly collided with the Yin Qi of the three Yin spirits. Huang Xiaolong had the absolute upper hand.
He recited the Five Thunder Methods of Righteousness, and with a click, a bolt of thunder suddenly struck down.
One of the Yin spirits who was fighting fiercely with Huang Xiaolong couldn't dodge and was immediately chopped to pieces.
Huang Xiaolong laughed, and the balance was broken.
Without saying a word, he slashed out two Gengjin sword energy, and then rushed over.
Amidst the mournful howls of the two Yin spirits, they were killed by Huang Xiaolong and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
With the same level of combat power, these resentful spirits are simply not enough.
The descendants of the King of Heaven are already invincible at the same level. What's more, these resentful spirits who have long lost their true self and are just puppets cannot be Ye Chen's opponents.
After killing three great Yin spirits, Huang Xiaolong had no intention of resting. He stared at two more Yin spirits from the land fairyland, rushed over and started fighting with them.
At this time, the battle between Ye Chen and Gong Yanjun had almost come to an end.
Ye Chen's face was pale, and it was still a little difficult for him to fight fiercely against a being who also had the sixth-level combat power of a land god.
However, the other party didn't feel well either. The spirit body was covered with scars, which were left by Ye Chen with Nine Yang Qi.
With Gong Yanjun's current strength, there is no way he can repair this kind of injury.
"You are only a king after all. Even if you rely on the power of the formation to temporarily have the fighting power of a land god, you still can't defeat me. I, Gong Yanjun, am the strongest!" Gong Yanjun laughed wildly.
Following its sound, endless black energy emerged from the ground and submerged into Gong Yanjun's body.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he took action boldly, not giving the other party a chance to transform.
The golden treasure flows, and the spear is filled with the most powerful power.
puff!
Gong Yanjun's body was pierced.
A flash of lightning shot out of Ye Chen's eyes, and with a flick of his spear, Gong Yanjun's spirit body was torn apart in an instant.
But after all, he is not a living creature, and his strength has declined, but the heart of ghosts and gods is still there. As long as the hearts of ghosts and gods remain alive, Gong Yanjun will not die.
It let out a shrill roar, and almost at the same time as it was torn apart, its spirit body reunited in another direction.
"Made!" Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help but curse.
The ordinary resentful spirits in the Land of Gods and Immortals cannot withstand his Nine Yang True Qi, but the Gong Yanjun in front of him has followed the Matsui Ghost King for decades and already has a way to resist the Nine Yang True Qi.
Therefore, it is a bit unrealistic for Ye Chen to rely on Jiuyang Qi to kill the opponent.
If this road doesn't work, then find another way.
A flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he used the power of the dragon elephant to smash directly towards Gong Yanjun simply and roughly.
"You can't hurt me without Zhiyang Zhenqi!" Gong Yanjun laughed.
"Really?" Ye Chen raised a cold smile on his lips.
The fist was as fast as thunder, and he rushed to Gong Yanjun in the blink of an eye.
bump!
There was a muffled sound, and in Gong Yanjun's shocked eyes, Ye Chen actually punched it away.
