Nowadays, ghosts have invaded on a large scale, and millions of Yin troops have formed a formation to attack. The battle between Bai Qi and Shi Yuanfang has reduced half of the cave to ruins. At this critical moment, they can only stay here, even if they are two living statues. After hundreds of years of calamity, I can't help but feel restless and impatient.
Just as everyone was paying attention to the battle in the distance, the two Heavenly Tribulation Stage figures suddenly became frightened. They both turned their heads to look at the side of the protective formation. Instantly, their eyes shone brightly and they exclaimed in unison: "Who is it?"
This startled shout startled everyone. Dozens of Taoists followed the gaze of the two men, and their eyes suddenly changed. They saw a purple-haired young man standing outside the protective formation at some point, with an interesting look on his face. He looked at everyone in the formation.
Different from the shock of all the disciples, the two people in the Heavenly Tribulation Stage were frightened and angry, and there was some inexplicable fear in their hearts, because it was the young man who just deliberately reached out and touched the protective formation, and then the two people who were always in control of the formation discovered the clues. , otherwise, I really don’t know how long it will take before the two of them discover that person’s existence.
Hearing the angry rebuke from everyone in the formation, the purple-haired young man smiled slightly and remained silent. He just looked at everyone with interest, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning, and after a while he looked at Zhong Wudi and Zhong Wudi who were tied to the torture rack. Cao Hong laughed and said, "How embarrassing!"
Cao Hong and Zhong Wudi were captured by Nie Qingyuan after the battle at the Jianhai ruins. At that time, they were only used as hostages. I am afraid that even Nie Qingyuan did not expect that in a few months, these two people would become the ones who saved the safety of the Maoshan sect. The essential.
After all, the Maoshan sect is a major Taoist sect with its own style. It has been several months since Cao Hong and Zhong Wudi were captured, and they have not been tortured. Even their skills have only been sealed. They have only been in prison for a few months. It is inevitable that the two of them will have some problems. Very haggard.
When they learned that the ghosts were attacking, Ling Ziyang had already ordered people to take them out of the prison and move them to the execution platform. Therefore, the two of them saw the torrent of ghost energy in the distance and knew that there were ghosts attacking. Maoshan School.
They were imprisoned for several months, and they were unaware of the changes in the outside world. They all thought that the Laoshan Ghost Sect finally found out that the two had been arrested and came to their aid angrily.
Cao Hong knew about his family's affairs. The entire Laoshan Ghost Sect only had one Sea Controller, Old Taijun. Even if the Yin Yang Sect and Feng came to help, there would only be three Sea Controllers at most. How could they compare with the Maoshan Sect's tens of millions of years of accumulation? To contend, he was already anxious and full of tears.
Because they were concerned about the war in the distance, when the purple-haired young man appeared, Zhong Wudi and Cao Hong still stared blankly into the distance. It was not until everyone in the formation cried out in surprise that they discovered the purple-haired young man together.
When he saw the purple-haired young man, Cao Hong frowned at first, and then said in surprise: "He, what are you doing? Why are you here?"
Zhong Wudi didn't know why, but when he saw the purple-haired young man, his face was full of shame, and in the end he lowered his head, looking embarrassed.
Seeing Zhong Wudi's stubborn face, He Baishao smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to smooth the purple hair in front of his forehead, and then took a step forward, completely ignoring the protective formation in front of him, passing through the formation and the people in Maoshan, and arrived at Zhong Wudi's body. forward.
Completely ignoring the angry scoldings and exclamations of everyone in Maoshan, He Baishao said leisurely: "Look up, there are no reinforcements on the ground."
Zhong Wudi raised his head after hearing this. He, who had always been cold-tempered, was unusually at a loss and muttered: "Uncle Mu..."
Seeing his confusion, Young Master He Bai sighed softly and said calmly: "I know what you are thinking. You are the only second generation of the Seven Saints, and your heart is higher than the sky. This time you have come down to earth to experience, and you have fallen into such a big trap. Somersaulting, I feel embarrassed, so I don’t want to contact me, but..."
Staring at Zhong Wudi, Young Master He Bai's eyes gradually turned cold and stern: "Have you ever thought about your parents? How sad would your mother be if she knew you died in the human world? What would your father do for revenge?"
It was obvious that Master He Bai looked younger than Zhong Wudi, but in the face of his rebuke, Zhong Wudi could not utter a single word. He just looked away awkwardly and remained silent.
Shaking his head, Young Master He Bai ignored him. He raised his hand and lightly broke the shackles that imprisoned the two of them. Then he turned around and looked at everyone in the formation. The coldness in his eyes grew stronger: "Who gave you the dog?" How dare you touch me, the second generation direct descendant of Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion?"
"Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion?" Those two are old antiques who have lived for hundreds of years in the Heavenly Tribulation Period. They also know a lot about the situation in the immortal world, not to mention how Yao Hailei, who was also the direct descendant of Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion a few years ago, caused a stir in the human world. Bo Lang, the moment they heard He Bai's words, both of them turned pale.
Although the Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion is established in the fairy world, it is famous among the Seven Realms and Liuhe. Their rules have always been that they never pay attention to the competition between peers and the same level. However, if they dare to insult the members of the pavilion with high-level cultivation, they will take revenge at all costs.
Although the Maoshan Sect is also a major sect in the Immortal World, it is only a subordinate branch of the Human World. Facing the Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion headed by the Seven Saints and Three Saints, let alone fight back, there will be no chance to leave a last word.
The two Heavenly Tribulation Periods over there were terrified, while Cao Hong was at a loss. Just after she got out of trouble, she quickly came to Zhong Wudi's side, staring at Young Master He Bai with joy and curiosity. She recognized Young Master He Bai. , knowing that he is Shi Chishang’s childhood best friend, but why does his boyfriend call him Uncle Mu?
Just when Cao Hong was curious, her eyes suddenly widened, her mouth opened wide, and she stared in horror at the Maoshan disciples who silently turned into ashes in front of her.
Yes, turned into ashes.
The two Heavenly Tribulation Stages, the twelve Yuanshen Stages, and the twenty-eight still-empty stages turned into ashes out of thin air without any warning, and scattered in the wind before Cao Hong's eyes.
After dealing with these people, He Baishao turned around, and his usual warm smile returned to his face: "Let's go, I will take you out first, you can choose to stay and continue to experience later, or follow me back to the human world. It's your choice. ."
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Facing Yu Hualong's seemingly plain but alert gaze, Ling Ziyang raised a proud sneer on his lips and took out a token from his sleeve, as if to communicate something, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed. Unable to suppress his anger, he roared: "Who is it?"
"My lord, how are you?" A faint laugh sounded from one side of the battlefield. Young Master He Bai, who appeared out of thin air with Zhong Wudi and Cao Hong, glanced at Ling Ziyang, whose expression suddenly stiffened, and casually threw the men and women behind him out of the formation, falling to the ghosts outside. Among the crowd, he then turned to look at Ling Ziyang, his eyes half smiling but not smiling, "I did it, how about it?"
After asking the question twice in a row, Ling Ziyang couldn't utter even a single word. To be precise, he didn't dare to utter a word.
After the Jianhai Ruins ended, Ling Ziyang had already learned the identity of the purple-haired young man through some channels and from the mouths of several Climbing Heaven Realm people who showed up that day.
Thousands of years ago, General Yinyu, Marquis Nilong, and King Wu of Qi were now the Martial Lords who were at the pinnacle of the Seven Realms and Liuhe. He was a giant that even the founder of the Maoshan Sect did not dare to provoke. He had surpassed the seventh level peak and set foot on a higher level. A high-level existence.
How can this kind of existence be something that the headmaster of Maoshan in the human world can talk about?
Seeing that Ling Ziyang looked like a goose that had been strangled by the neck, his old face flushed red, He Baishao smiled coldly. He relied on his identity, and although he suppressed his anger, he did not want to vent it on such an ant. He turned around and counted Bu Kung Fu has disappeared into the formation.
After this person disappeared, Ling Ziyang breathed heavily with relief. There was still some lingering fear in his eyes. He couldn't figure out why such beings appeared here and interfered with their kind. levels of combat.
But Ling Ziyang was not allowed to think about it. Seeing that Cao Hong was rescued, the fish turned into a dragon without any worries and let out a roar, sweeping away his usual elegant demeanor. His soul power circulated, the Yin and Yang Mirror merged with the soul realm, and the majestic Yin and Yang Qi exploded towards Ling Ziyang. Kill.
The combat power of the Ghost Dao is already unparalleled at its level. Ling Ziyang was previously suppressed by He Bai Shao, and was suddenly suppressed by Yu Hualong. He could only rely on the thunder-type fairy sword and the blessing of the large formation here to barely maintain it.
When Yu Hualong and Ling Ziyang fought, the Guixu Yin Army also successfully broke through the Maoshan Sect's defensive formation under the command of Guo Jia. In an instant, countless mountain peaks and caves were exposed to the ghosts.
Following Guo Jia's order, millions of Guixu Yin troops roared out and rushed out.
They have been fighting against each other in the secret realm of Guixu for tens of millions of years. They have rich experience in this kind of group battle. Led by more than a dozen ghost kings such as Xiahou Dun, Dian Wei, Zhang Liao, Xiahou Dun, and Le Jin, thousands of floating platforms are like One after another, the war fortresses were swept out by surging Yin Qi and violent force, destroying everything along the way.
After the Guixu Yin Army, there are tens of thousands of Great Qin Yin Army. They do not rely on floating platforms to fight like the Guixu Yin Army. They directly adopt the ancient charging formation. Hundreds of swordsmen with the strength of the Ghost King are in front, and tens of thousands The Yin spirits served as cavalry, infantry, and archers respectively. They seemed to be slow, but in fact they quickly chased after the Guixu Yin army and swept away the surviving Taoist cultivators.
Finally, there are Yu Lewei, Wang Fengyun, Huang Huang and other ghost Dao heroes. However, after the two Yin armies of Guixu and Daqin charged successively, there are not many Dao cultivators who can survive, and their strength is even less. No way to stop their harvest.
It’s not like the Maoshan faction didn’t want to fight back, but the offensive of millions of Yin troops was too terrifying. Previously, they could barely resist with a large defensive formation. Now without the large formation, how can thousands of Taoist cultivators stop this ghost tide? assault.
Seeing that his own army was defeated, Ling Ziyang was heartbroken. He tried his best to resist Yu Hualong's offensive and roared: "Awaken the Patriarch!"
In fact, there is no need for him to roar. As early as when the Guixu Yin Army swept in, a transcendent and ethereal aura slowly rose from the bottom of Wangxian Peak. As the ghost attack became more fierce, the fallen Taoist cultivators became more and more fierce. The more there are, the more powerful the aura becomes, eventually crossing Wangxian Peak and condensing on the sky.
"Be bold!"
A low roar like a thunderstorm suddenly exploded into the cave sky. In an instant, whether it was Bai Qi at the peak of Ji Ming, or Shi Chi Shang with the Soul Dao in his body, it was like being struck by lightning, and the originally smooth soul power in his body was all gone. Inexplicably delayed for a few minutes.
As for the ghost tide formed by millions of Yin spirits, a quarter of them evaporated directly under this roar. Nearly two million Yin spirits were turned into flying ash by the immortal power contained in the sound wave. The Yin power has not dissipated, and every trace of its existence has been wiped away.
Among all the ghosts and Yin spirits, Shi Chishang was the one closest to Wangxian Peak and the one who suffered the most severe impact from the sound waves. Even though his soul body was extremely powerful in its true form, it was actually cracked by the roar. Come on, you will collapse completely before your eyes.
At the critical moment, accompanied by an elephant cry that seemed low but was actually high-pitched, a powerful ghost power that dominated the world suddenly swept out of Shi Chishang's body.
In an instant, a Yin tide that was even more terrifying and turbulent than the previous five million Yin spirits gathered appeared out of thin air in the cave sky. The rich Yin power condensed into a heavy fog, rising unbridled and filling the air. A huge aura suddenly appeared from it, carrying... With a violent and unreasonable domineering momentum, he struck the figure who had just roared with a blow.
boom! The elephant trunk collided with a Five Elements Fairy Mountain, and the entire cave sky was shaking violently like a paper house swaying in a hurricane. Whether it was Bai Qi, Shi Yuanfang, or others, they were all shaking left and right uncontrollably, unable to stabilize at all. body shape.
Hehe's laughter was dull and thick, and Ting Ting's body emerged from the vast thick fog. He raised his head and glanced at the motionless sky. Knowing that the cave sky was isolated from the original rejection of the human world, he relaxed and looked ahead with a sneer. Standing in a panic, the body said loudly: "Who am I talking about? It turns out to be you."
"Listen carefully?"
That figure had previously killed millions of Yin spirits with a roar, so domineering. However, in a fight with Di Ting just now, his immortal body was almost shattered, and his seven orifices were bleeding. It was very miserable.
And when he saw the body that was 30,000 meters high in the majestic fog, the man couldn't help but look shocked: "Are you still alive?"
