Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiankun used this move to reverse the entire formation.
The formation that originally amplified the ghosts turned into a soul-destroying formation in an instant.
Yang Qi continued to pour down, and half of the one hundred thousand ghost souls were wiped out in an instant.
The remaining half suffered a major blow and their combat strength was reduced to ten percent.
Xie Yi gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Damn it, what kind of evil formation is this?"
A proud smile appeared on Zhou Qiankun's face.
"How can you understand the methods of this formation emperor?"
Xiaoyi nodded flamboyantly and laughed, "Are you embarrassed that you look down on me and my eldest brother?"
Seeing the pride of this man and a rabbit, Xie Yi was so angry that he vomited blood.
Xie Er said: "Great Elder, now is not the time to say this. Retreat, otherwise the remaining half of the ghosts will be wiped out!"
As soon as Xie came to his senses, he quickly ordered the four people to close the formation.
The ghost face array disappeared, and Yang Qi no longer poured in.
Losing the source of Yang Qi, Yinhun regained its original fighting power.
Xie glanced in a certain direction unconsciously, and then sneered: "Even if there weren't thousands of ghost formations, you wouldn't be able to get out of here today!"
After that, the remaining ghosts ran over like crazy and launched a suicide attack.
Xiaoyi took action, and three red-refined flying knives silently shuttled through the space.
As soon as the red light appeared, the ghost in the middle stage of the three-headed divine palace was instantly killed.
The bright moon rises behind Qingyao, transforming into a fairy under the moon, with a cold face.
Raising his hand, the moonlight illuminated the earth, instantly killing the five ghosts of the Divine Mansion and the hundreds of souls of the Linghai Sea.
Murong Ruoshui was surrounded by thousands of ghosts.
With a cold expression on her face, she raised her hand and pressed it gently. The three-headed divine souls and thousands of ghosts exploded on the spot and turned into flying ash.
Jian Aotian slashed the snow with his sword, freezing the sky for nine days, and killed one of the ghosts of the Divine Palace, and was immediately entangled by more ghosts.
Huo Xi spread his wings and flew high, spitting out a mouthful of Suzaku real fire, burning hundreds of ghosts.
The Buddha's son Wuxin performed the Mahayana Dharma, and the Buddha's light shone universally, and in an instant he saved a ghost from the divine palace.
Daozi Qingxiaozi used the Eight-phase War Realm to trap five hundred ghosts in it. The War Realm showed its power and killed countless enemies in one time.
Lin Yan roared angrily, and the sword in his hand was filled with flames. He went crazy and killed seven in and seven out of the ghosts.
In one moment, more than half of the twenty divine souls were lost, and fifty thousand ghosts were also killed.
Taoist disciple Wu Yazi of Tiandaoyuan, Daoist disciple Nannan Yun of Qiongyu Cave, Daozi Wu Bubai of Zhenwu Dao Palace, Mu Lingtian, Daoist disciple of Changsheng Sect, and Mo Shenyu, the Taoist disciple of Seven Gods Sect, looked at this scene with envy in their eyes.
At this moment, the five Taoists there are attracting all the attention, astonishing everyone, and are in the limelight.
Instead, they became unnoticed spectators.
They regretted it in their hearts. If they had known that Zhou Qiankun broke through the thousands of ghost formations so lightly, they would still be afraid of it.
However, from beginning to end, Xie Yi and the four others remained very calm.
At this moment, their arrogant support is Zhou Qiankun. As long as Zhou Qiankun dies, they will activate the thousands of ghost arrays again. Although the power of the array is greatly reduced, they cannot keep them all.
But at least one or two Taoists can be left behind.
At this moment, the four of them no longer expect this formation to reach Dachu, they only hope to inflict maximum trauma on them.
Now, the only obstacle is Zhou Qiankun.
The good news is that there is no one around Zhou Qiankun anymore.
Others are haunted by ghosts and find it difficult to support him.
Xie Yi gave a look in a secret direction.
Zhou Qiankun must die, otherwise the last formation outside the Evil God Sect will be in danger.
By then, the headquarters of the Evil God Cult will be exposed to Da Chu, and there may be no way to save the day.
Changes always come unexpectedly. Just when everyone in Dachu was full of confidence, looking at the great situation in front of them, and waiting for the formation to break, a fierce killing intent erupted from ten feet away from Zhou Qiankun's left.
Xie San took action, carrying a purple dagger in his hand. The dagger contained poison that could corrode the soul.
The purple light flashed for a moment, as fast as thunder.
The distance of ten feet was only one tenth of the blink of an eye, and the dagger was already in front of Zhou Qiankun.
This sudden scene caught everyone off guard.
No one thought that there was a killer hiding just ten feet away from Zhou Qiankun.
This attack had been planned for a long time and represented Xie San's fatal blow. Not to mention the peak of Lingtai, even the peak of Shenfu would have difficulty reacting.
Changyin King Kong looked at Xie San, his eyes were shocked, and he shouted out loud: "It's Zhang Wu, who once assassinated a King Kong from my Buddhist sect at the top of the Lingtai!"
His words made the expressions of the top monks of the Divine Palace such as King Chu Luan, Dugu Motian, Murong Ruoshui and others change drastically.
They have all heard of Zhang Wu's reputation.
Looking at the speed of that blow, they had to admit that they would never be able to dodge it.
"It's over, Murong Ruoshui and others are too late to rescue Zhou Qiankun!"
Chu Shenhe looked sad and was horrified in his heart.
Once Zhou Qiankun dies, who will break this array of thousands of ghosts?
Murong Ruoshui's eyes were splitting, and he felt regretful in his heart. Why didn't he stay by his side to protect him as Her Majesty the Saint said?
Now even a powerful person like her on the Divine Mansion List has no time to take action.
Seeing that the dagger was about to pass Zhou Qiankun's neck, Xie Yi smiled extremely proudly.
"Gah ga ga, Zhou Qiankun, do you still like this gift? After you die, I promise to send these eight people to Huangquan Road to accompany you."
Taoist disciple Wu Yazi of Tiandaoyuan, Taoist disciple Nannan Yun of Qiongyu Cave, Taoist disciple Wu Bubai of Zhenwu Dao Palace, Taoist disciple Mu Lingtian of Changsheng Sect, and Taoist disciple Mo Shenyu of Seven Gods Sect looked at this scene and suddenly felt lucky.
Fortunately, they didn't have the guts to go up there as soon as they got hot, otherwise life or death would be uncertain later.
When Zhou Qiankun was surrounded by Murong Ruoshui and others, he might not be able to block this attack.
Now that the eight people are separated, no one thinks that Zhou Qiankun has a chance of survival.
Xie San looked indifferent and looked at the dead person.
When he takes action, there are never any surprises.
Ding!
An accident happened.
Xie San's originally indifferent face showed a trace of panic.
He found that when his dagger was placed an inch in front of Zhou Qiankun's neck, he encountered unimaginable resistance.
The purple dagger was completely blocked, making it difficult to move forward at all.
Zhou Qiankun looked calm from beginning to end. He gently raised his hand and flicked his finger on the dagger.
Xie San's whole body seemed to have been severely injured, flying backwards and hitting the ghost.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, the dagger was broken into two sections, and his breath was low.
This scene made everyone dumbfounded.
Xie Yi, who was originally laughing wildly, had a frozen face, which was uglier than eating a cockroach.
"How is it possible? How could you block Xie San's killing blow?"
Zhou Qiankun sneered and didn't answer his question at all.
A starry sky emerged under his feet. When he stepped down, the gravity was distorted and dozens of ghosts exploded.
