The Ghost God Sword, which frantically absorbed the power of the Sen Luo Ghost King, was surrounded by a black light, the pattern of the sword body kept beating, and the overwhelming fierce evil spirit sword qi gushed out towards the surroundings.

One of the ghost generals, Ghost Mountain, shouted wildly: "Lord Ghost King has used his ghost power to reshape the Ghost God Sword! Jiang Ming will die." ”

The Ghost God Sword suddenly felt a world different from the decline just now, and the ghost burst out, as if it had been reborn.

Jiang Ming laughed evilly: "I didn't expect that I, a mortal martial artist, would be able to work the Ghost King to reshape the sword with a hundred years of skill." "Tsk.

The Sen Luo Ghost King sneered, "You can be the first revenant under this sword." ”

Jiang Ming smiled coolly.

Suddenly, on the magma, the two of them turned into two rays of light in an instant, full of sword light and sword shadows.

They're so fast that you can't see them clearly. It's just a faint glimpse of the light.

Bing Aoxue's gaze moved from the girls in the bone prison to them, "Fight the sword?"

The Ghost Sword and the Sky Killing Sword collided wildly, and the Sky Killing Sword became more and more courageous, and the sword intent skyrocketed.

Jiang Ming slammed a sword trick, and the Heaven Killing Sword suddenly turned into hundreds of flying swords, the sword blade was awe-inspiring, and it was slashed out of thin air frantically.

The sky-high sword intent makes people dare not open their eyes!

Xue Yunpeng looked at it and said, "Uncle Shi and the Ghost King seem to be on the same page. Sure enough, he is worthy of the ghost king. ”

Uncle Shi sneak attacked and pulled out the ghost sword in advance, and it was almost scrap metal. The Sen Luo Ghost King was so bold that he dared to use his own ghost power to reshape the sword spirit, and he was also a master of the arts.

Xue Yunpeng was a little worried, not knowing if the situation would be difficult.

Senluo Ghost King Jie Ji laughed wildly: "Ignorant warrior. ”

The sword of the Sen Luo Ghost King swung out, and there was no half-point sword technique, only the vigorous ghost qi sword intent on the ghost god sword, which came out of thin air.

A sword ghost qi burst out, quickly spreading, and surrounded the Heaven Killing Sword on the spot.

Jiang Ming was slightly surprised.

The long-bearded Yin Si stroked his beard with a smile and said with a wicked smile: "The Ghost God Sword is not just a divine sword, the ghost energy that permeates its body is enough to corrode a sword. It's a pity that this Mr. Jiang's sword is gone, and the sword spirit is estimated to be destroyed. ”

Bai Ling'er and Xue Yunpeng's expressions changed greatly!

Jiang Ming also obviously sensed that something was wrong with the Heaven Slaying Sword.

Almost instantly, the sword spirit was eroded by the ghost qi on the ghost god sword, and it was difficult for the sword spirit to cooperate with him.

Suddenly, the Sky Slaying Sword was like a piece of scrap metal!

Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, he really deserved to be the Sen Luo Ghost King, and he didn't have any ability to be the master of the First Realm.

The ghost general led by the ghost mountain led the yin soldiers and shouted wildly: "The ghost king is invincible, kill him!"

The ghost roared into the sky, making Bai Ling'er and them shudder.

Damn it!

The effect of the Ghost Sword is not swordsmanship, but the power of erosion! Once it is touched, the divine soul is corroded, like a piece of rotten wood.

What's more, the Sen Luo Ghost King poured all his own hundred-year cultivation into the Ghost God Sword, and his strength skyrocketed.

The Sen Luo Ghost King laughed wildly, "You're next." ”

The Sen Luo Ghost King rose into the air and rushed towards Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming held the Heaven Killing Sword in his hand and quickly retreated without any reaction.

The more the Sen Luo Ghost King fought, the more brave he became, and he chased Jiang Ming straight after him with the Ghost God Sword in his hand.

The black sword light burst out, dragging out a black light of nearly 100 meters.

The ghost prison was shattered by the sword intent of the Sen Luo Ghost King, and the magma beneath him was also surging wildly.

Jiang Ming was slightly embarrassed and could only keep defending.

The black light in his right hand burst out, almost mobilizing the ghost qi that the entire Nether Realm could use.

The Sen Luo Ghost King smiled disdainfully: "The rats are dying and struggling!"

The Sen Luo Ghost King gently waved the Ghost God Sword in his hand, and the black light burst like black lightning, shattering the power of Jiang Ming's finger in an instant.

Bing Aoxue's face changed drastically, and it was over. They had seen the power of Jiang Ming's fingers. The ghost qi of the entire netherworld was mobilized by him, and he couldn't stop the ghost king's blow?

Guo Haihong was even more gloating and secretly laughing, he couldn't kill Jiang Ming, the ghost king always had a way. This fall back into the hands of the Senluo Ghost King may not be so simple, the divine soul has been imprisoned for hundreds of years, as simple as that.

Ghost Mountain laughed wildly: "Ignorant warrior, I really think that a sneak attack on the Ghost King will be able to defeat the Ghost King, you ......"

Jiang Ming snorted coldly, "Dream!"

Jiang Ming had already understood that it was impossible to coerce the Ghost King with other threats.

This was the most powerful enemy Jiang Ming had ever encountered, and he could force him to retreat step by step.

Jiang Ming pondered.

Suddenly, Jiang Ming's left index finger and middle finger instantly joined together and swiped the sword body fiercely.

"Hiss-" With a sound, the flesh of the two fingers of Jiang Ming's left hand exploded, and blood suddenly burst out.

Jiang Ming quickly swiped from the first pattern of the hilt of the sword with blood.

Blood quickly poured into the sword body pattern, and began to flicker continuously.

Jiang Ming didn't think too much about it, and immediately used the sect's bloodline secret method.

Blood was dripping wildly from his left hand, and he was holding the Sky Slayer Sword in his right hand. Jiang Ming's body qi and blood surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth in an instant.

Sacrifice the sword with blood!

The Sen Luo Ghost King raised his eyebrows slightly, and laughed wildly: "Mortal Martial Artist, you are already exhausted in donkey skills?"

He had heard of the method of sacrificing the sword with blood, and from this moment on, his life coexisted with the sword, so that the sword could wake up.

Sure enough, the Heaven Slaying Sword, which was like a piece of scrap metal just now, rubbed against the sword intent and soared, and the sword spirit came to life again.

Senluo Ghost King snorted coldly: "Since this is the case, this seat will give you another sword." Let your soul be like your sword spirit!"

Everyone was tense and didn't dare to breathe.

The Sen Luo Ghost King slashed at him again, and the ghost sword and ghost qi came across the border like a surging sea.

Jiang Ming let out a low snort: "Chop!"

The white mangs were mixed with a trace of blood, rushing to smash the soaring ghost qi.

Jiang Ming snorted coldly, and slapped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and another sword light that could destroy a city slashed in an instant.

With this sword, the sword intent rushed to the ghost king in an instant, and he might not even have time to hide!

Suddenly, the entire netherworld was full of light, as if seeing the sun!

"Ah......h

"Lord Ghost King!" the forbearant Ghost Mountain's pupils shrank and shouted.

The Sen Luo Ghost King flew out like an off-string arrow, and the whole person crashed into the ghost prison thousands of miles away.

The ghost prison made of nearly a thousand years of Yin iron made of the best materials of the netherworld made a piercing and loud sound.

Collapsed......

The hell prison is collapsing......

The ghostly aura above the ghost prison soared out, and countless smoke and dust shrouded it.

All the Yin soldiers trembled.

The bearded Yin Si's face was ugly, and he said, "I saw just now, that kid's sword seems to have hit the ghost king......"

What the?

Xue Yunpeng was ecstatic when he heard this: "Uncle Shi, is this a victory?"

As soon as Xue Yunpeng's words fell, an evil man appeared at the top of the ruins of the ghost prison.

The man appeared in front of them in some embarrassment.

"Ghost King!" Ghost Mountain shouted wildly.

Senluo Ghost King Ji Ji laughed: "Jiang Ming, do you think you can kill this seat?"

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him, and suddenly said, "Oh, your robe saved your life? ”

The robes on the Senluo Ghost King are made of thousand-year-old demon beast fur!

Although it was destroyed by Jiang Ming this time, it saved the life of the Senluo Ghost King.

Jiang Ming snorted coldly, and suddenly the fierce light under his eyes skyrocketed, and the whole person and the Heaven Killing Sword Human Sword became one, turning into a white mang and heading straight towards the Senluo Ghost King.

You can block one blow, but what about the second hit?

The Sen Luo Ghost King was slightly surprised: "How is this possible?"

Sacrificing the sword with blood, he didn't know it. Several major immortal sects have this kind of secret method.

How so?

Unless he's ......

Senluo Ghost King's face changed greatly!

Unless he was more than just an ordinary official disciple of the Spirit Realm Sect!

Some of the secret methods of the Spirit Realm Sect are only known to the upper elders of the sect and other figures!

The Sen Luo Ghost King thought about this matter too late.

The light burst open, and a sword slashes at you!

"Ahh

Everyone slowly opened their eyes and looked over, Jiang Ming cut off the right arm of the Sen Luo Ghost King with a sword!

That right arm also held a sword.

Jiang Ming said leisurely: "This is the fate of you who want to pour all your years of cultivation into the Ghost God Sword. ”

It's hard to even protect your body.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The Ghost King had his arm cut off by a mortal warrior?

How is this possible?!

Even the Master of the Breeze didn't do it back then!

Suddenly, a magnetic voice came: "Oh, Lord Ghost King of the East, have you forgotten the party you agreed with me?"

Everyone looked over.

A man riding on a monster was looking at them with a smile.

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