"Thousands of troops crossed the Yin Bridge, swept through the eight wastelands and shocked the nine states!!"
"Go to war!"
The words "Go to war" came from six directions at the same time. Because the voices of the six of them were so similar, it seemed like they were coming from the same person. It was deafening!
Everyone was shocked, as if they had been struck by a sledgehammer.
They looked up in shock and saw six palace projections appearing in the sky above the sealing formation. Although it was not realistic, everyone could still see clearly that each palace was eerie, like a ghost town!
"Old ghost, long time no see!"
A chuckle came from the second ghost town, and then a middle-aged man wearing an official robe and a sword hanging on his waist came out. The moment he saw him, there was an exclamation from the crowd.
"King Zhou Wen!!"
"The Great Ghost of the Heavenly Master Realm..."
"This is the Kunlun God Realm, and the seal between heaven and earth is extremely stable. How could a big ghost from the Heavenly Master Realm come here!"
There are rules in the way of heaven. Human beings live in the Yang world, and the souls of the dead live in the underworld. There is a very strong seal between Yin and Yang, which even the gods of ancient times cannot break.
However, there is a gate to the underworld, located in Qingluan Mountain.
If the door is opened, all ghosts will enter the world.
However, the seal has cracks and is located on Purgatory Island.
Therefore, Purgatory Island is full of evil ghosts, which is horrifying. In order to prevent the world's warlocks from panic, Shuanglong Temple guards Purgatory Island and collects souls from the outside.
Let the warlocks from all over the world send all the captured evil ghosts and fierce ghosts to Purgatory Island, and they will be unified to be saved. In this way, the truth will be concealed.
But the cracks in the underworld are very small, and they cannot tolerate the arrival of big ghosts above the Yin soldiers.
In a place with a stable space like the Kunlun God Realm, I have never seen a ghost at all, but today... one appeared. No, it was a whole six big ghosts in the Heavenly Master Realm.
Under their stunned gazes, a middle-aged man wearing official robes also walked out of the other five ghost towns.
These six ghosts were floating in the air with excited expressions. They waved their hands at the same time, and in an instant, countless ghosts appeared on the walls of the ghost city.
But they seemed to be bound by the power of rules and unable to step out of the ghost town.
at this time.
The old ghost stabbed his own abdomen with a sword, and blood fell crazily along the sword, but they did not fall to the ground, but turned into six blood lines, connecting the six ghost cities.
"Use blood to transform the bridge and invite millions of Yin soldiers to come. This battle will last until the death without leaving any survivors!!"
boom! !
Those six blood lines condensed into six Yin bridges, and millions of Yin soldiers rushed out instantly and rushed directly into the mist formation.
Screams and roars.
Shocking! !
puff! !
The old ghost spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became sluggish.
"Old ghost."
Xu Tianqing put down the phone, took out a flute, and played a soft music. Green musical notes flew out to help the old ghost repair his injuries.
"Don't waste your energy. Please visit the Sixth Palace. It will cause too much damage to me."
He turned back and glanced at Lu Chen in the yard, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "You brat, this is probably the last time I will protect your path as a master. You have to go on your own the rest of the way."
"kill!"
The old ghost pulled out Wuming and instantly killed him in front of Mu Bailong.
"Netherworld Broken Soul——"
The moment he raised his sword, a blood moon rose in the sky. A person stepped out of the blood moon and merged into the old ghost's body. The aura on the old ghost's body suddenly surged!
"Calling the Yin soldiers, summoning the Sixth Palace, and dispatching millions of Yin soldiers. Now you are at the end of your strength, what are you going to do to fight with me?"
After the words fell, a golden light suddenly appeared on Mu Bailong's body. He drew his sword and swung it, colliding with Wuming.
Boom! !
Amidst the loud noise, the old ghost stepped back more than ten steps. Just as Mu Bailong said, he had used several special moves in succession and was already at the end of his strength.
But he——
He is the current leader of the Ghost Sect.
How could he give up so easily?
The old ghost picked up the wine gourd at his waist and took a long sip.
"Cool!!"
"Mu Bailong, today I will let you know why my master was so able to suppress you that Kunlun Immortal Palace did not dare to be born!"
After the words fell, the old ghost patted his chest, and the state of divine presence was activated instantly. The terrifying blood evil energy condensed into a shadow of an emperor behind him.
Just a shadow.
But it seemed like a million troops were pressing down on the situation, making Mu Bailong feel like he was about to suffocate.
"Emperor Fengdu!"
A flash of shock flashed in Mu Bailong's eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't hold back, kill them all!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Bailong pointed at Kunlun Mountain, and powerful monsters flew out of the mountain. They rushed into the clouds and fought with the evil ghosts.
At the same time, all the Heavenly Masters joined the battlefield and rushed towards the small courtyard.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
Although the old ghost is the strongest among this group of people, the old woman in the small courtyard and Xu Tianqing who plays the piano are Jiutian's real trump cards.
They are like Jiutian's battery, which keeps this group of people at their peak state forever. As long as they are killed, Jiutian will lose its replenishment, and everyone can consume them to death! !
"Kill Lu Chen!"
Yin Jiayi and more than twenty Celestial Masters from the Immortal Palace rushed to the top of the small courtyard in an instant, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Amitabha!"
Two Buddhist voices sounded in the small courtyard at the same time, and then the two Zen masters opened their eyes at the same time. In their eyes, there was no compassion, only - cruelty!
"Buddha said: If you don't go to hell, who will?"
Zen Master Kuji spoke softly, and then he suddenly raised his right hand and slapped it in front of him. Suddenly, a Buddha projection condensed behind him, and he slapped it with the same palm.
This palm is filled with golden light.
This palm is astonishingly powerful.
Yin Jiayi and others felt that they were the Sun Wukong who was making trouble in the sky. Even if a somersault could turn a thousand miles, they could not turn his hand.
"Don't panic, everyone, he's just one person, and there are more than twenty of us, can't we beat him?"
Yin Jiayi shouted, immediately pulled out a long bow from his back, pulled the bow string against the golden palm, and shot a ten-meter-thick pitch-black arrow directly.
The rest of the people also took action simultaneously, and various spells collided with the golden Buddha's palm like a kaleidoscope.
Boom! !
A loud noise that surpassed all the previous ones exploded in the sky above the small courtyard. The terrifying explosion sound wave swept around like a landslide and tsunami.
The old woman opened the book and flicked her finger again. Nine stone pillars appeared in the small courtyard. Purple light lit up on the stone pillars, forming a protective shield.
The aftermath of the explosion was all blocked by the protective shield, but the nearby courtyard was not so lucky and was instantly blown to pieces.
"Come again!!"
Yin Jiayi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared again. Twenty more heavenly masters came to kill him. At this time, Ao Jiuzhou laughed three times.
"What's the point of doing it one by one? You bunch of rubbish, come together!"
