Chapter 1326: Ten Thousand Demons Wailed, Devouring Yan Jun

"This ...... How is this possible?!"

Zhong Jie's whole person was stunned, his brain was short-circuited in an instant, and he lost his ability to think, "inheritance...... Failed?"

"Boom!"

Countless green sword qi mixed with demonic light burst out from inside the bronze golem, and the golem shattered with a bang.

There seemed to be a moment of silence between heaven and earth, followed by a stormy tremor.

The powerful magic light instantly went out of control, turning into a circle of black light, rushing through the heavens and the earth!

The entire hall is diffused with vast ancient sounds, majestic and pathetic, and there is a "quack" demon spirit cry, like the death of the king, the wail of ten thousand demons.

The faces of the martial artists in the main hall changed dramatically in an instant, and they all fell into a panic.

Under this pathetic demonic sound, they didn't know what was waiting for them, they could only feel the birth of demon spirits one by one, the great hall was stirring, the formation sequence began to loosen, and it seemed that a great change had come.

After Zhong Jie lost his mind for a short time, he immediately came back to his senses, and his eyes burst with essence, "The demonic qi left by the demon has collapsed, and if you don't cultivate at this time, when will you wait!"

He grabbed both hands suddenly, and there was a "quack" cry in front of him, and the two demon spirits were forcibly sucked by him, and as soon as he held his five fingers, the "bang" turned into smashes and was all sucked into his body.

Zhong Jie's face showed a look of great joy, "Sure enough, it's the legacy of the Demon Di! The inheritance failed, and the demonic qi dissipated the heaven and earth, it's a pity!

As he spoke, he laughed wildly, stepped into the formation sequence, and his ten fingers quickly pinched the technique, and his wings suddenly expanded, turning into the ultimate form of the demon, desperately absorbing the surrounding demonic energy.

Four small whirlpools immediately turned around him, and the demonic qi continued to surge into Zhong Jie's body, enveloping him in an instant.

But Zhong Jie's gaze looked at the center of the hall from time to time.

In the center of that dark and deep whirlpool, there is someone who makes his heart palpitate and fear.

"Why did the Legacy fail?"

"Why did the power of the Demon Warrior collapse?"

"What is the green sword light that shattered the three-headed and six-armed magic phase?"

"How's the green-toothed ghost-faced man doing now?"

One question after another lingered in Zhong Jie's mind, "Could it be that the green-toothed ghost-faced man rejected the inheritance and then shattered the power of Lord Modi?"

It seems that only this speculation can perfectly explain the current situation.

But Zhong Jie shook his head desperately, pulling this terrible thought out of his mind, "It's terrible, it can't be like this! And with the strength of the blue-toothed ghost-faced man, he is even a line behind me, how can he shatter the inheritance of the demon tu. ”

After Zhong Jie discarded the correct answer, he had tens of millions of conjectures, but none of them seemed to make sense.

He stared gloomily at the center of the formation sequence, and the fear in his heart deepened.

......

Yang Qingxuan stood in the center of the sequence, his eyes scorching with golden light, staring at the side of the main hall.

The purpose of the Ghost Venerable smashing the bronze statue and destroying the inheritance of the magic light and formation sequence was to come out of the prohibition and devour the Yan Jun who had been peeping at him for a long time.

In the noisy sound, in that inconspicuous corner, Xiao Suyang twitched all over, trembling like a sheep madness, and was carried in his hand by the ghost venerable.

The young man's delicate face was full of terrifying green spots, and his eyes were wide open, like a dying fish. Countless ghost qi turned into powerful ghosts and burrowed into his body, devouring his flesh and blood.

The slightest trace of soul light was being used by the ghost venerable to continuously peel off from Xiao Suyang's body.

Those soul threads did not disperse, but turned into a huge demonic phantom in the sky, covering them down, completely enveloping Xiao Suyang, manifesting Yan Jun's true body, and protecting the Lord by himself.

The ghost qi on Xiao Suyang's body was immediately suppressed by Yan Jun, and he let out a terrible scream and scattered in all directions.

The body was completely controlled by Yan Jun, and his momentum rose instantly, and the bone meridians in his body were shattered, but he was forcibly supported by Yan Jun's soul light.

Yan Jun seemed to sense the calamity, his expression was hideous, his right arm swelled several times at once, and the soul light flowed on it, condensing the power of his fist.

"Stygian Mountain Blazing!" a punch slammed down, and the blood-red fist poured out like magma.

On the evil face of the Ghost Venerable, he stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked his mouth, and made an excited sound of "tsk", and at the same time raised his right hand, and above the pitch-black phalanges, a sword shadow turned into a cloud, spewing out a rich ghost aura.

In an instant, a hundred ghosts hissed, and the yin wind swept through.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed suddenly, and he raised his sword, only to see that the sword body trembled, and the sword intent in a circle rippled out, lighting up with a blood-colored cold light.

Subsequently, the terrifying sword intent and ghost aura actually transmitted into the sword shadow above the ghost venerable, turning into a huge eerie ghost sword, which was the projection of the hundred ghosts walking at night.

The ghost fire shrank in the eyes of the ghost venerable, and the ghost sword turned in the air, and it spread out a fierce soul light, slashing away.

"Boom!"

The pitch-black sword slashed at Yan Jun with a punch, and a large area of terrifying energy exploded, and the demonic qi and the ghost qi escaped and intertwined, and countless powerful ghosts were annihilated in it, burrowing into Yan Jun's body.

The red fist collapsed, and Yan Jun's face became trance-like.

"Truly!"

The Onizun laughed wildly, opened his mouth wide and bit down.

"Bang!"

Yan Jun was bitten off half of his head by the Ghost Venerable, and his entire upper body was compressed into a line by the secret method, which was constantly inhaled into the Ghost Venerable's mouth.

Xiao Suyang's body trembled like a sheep madness again.

But soon, as Yan Jun was completely absorbed by the Ghost Venerable, Xiao Suyang's body also stopped trembling, and he fell to the ground weakly, not knowing life or death.

"Hahahaha!"

The ghost venerable monster laughed, smashed his mouth in satisfaction, and the figure flickered and disappeared in place.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed suddenly, and he instantly felt an extremely strong coercion coming from the air, he suddenly raised the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk in front of him, and a piece of sword qi stretched out, turning into a semicircular enchantment, blocking the front.

The green light on the opposite side flashed, and the figure of the ghost venerable was conjured, and the ghost fire in the empty eyes was raging, and the powerful momentum spread out from the body.

Yang Qingxuan stood with his sword in his hand, and confronted the ghost venerable with cold eyes.

The green fire in the ghost's eyes emitted a faint light, which seemed to show the ghost's emotions and hesitated.

The face of the ghost venerable has changed greatly, and there are more red and blue carvings on the huge body, and the anger inside is surging, and the body is almost condensed, and thousands of demonic qi are inspired by him and swirl around the body.

"Hey, hey. ”

The green fire in the ghost venerable's eyes suddenly condensed, and he laughed dryly.

All the demonic aura on his body stopped, and he regained his peaceful state of mind.

Ghost Venerable glanced at the Hundred Ghost Night Walk in Yang Qingxuan's hand, grinned, and said, "Don't worry. My credibility has always been high. I'm going to digest the food now, don't call me just yet. ”

As he spoke, his figure flashed, turned into a green light and rushed into the sword, disappearing.

Yang Qingxuan felt the terrifying power in the sword, and hurriedly loosened his fingers and sent the hundred ghosts back to the sword shrine.

On the boundless sword tomb, the green light flashed, and a huge and hideous ghost-headed sword shadow appeared from the void and plunged straight into the earth.

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