Thousands of ghost fires, faint blue light, as if boiling in an instant, at the same time, there are tens of thousands of ghost riding roars with high howls, low and hoarse tones, reaching to the clouds, and the cold breath makes people feel like falling into the underworld.

In the thick dust, the yin wind turned into countless hideous grimace skeletons, entwined and galloping, back and forth, vicious and cruel smiles, and in a moment, the dust and mist wrapped around the ghost rider were gradually expelled and swallowed.

"Xingluo Suppresses Evil!"

Just when Mu Shan thought that the fog that had finally rolled up would be completely broken by the ghost king, there were thousands of clear and loud voices in the sky, which gradually merged into one, forming a Taoist clear roar, suppressing the ghostly roar.

After a while, you can see thousands of cold stars, shining brightly in the sky, and for a while, the dark night sky is illuminated. The stars were like a net, but with the majestic momentum of Mount Tai, they fell down quickly and steadily, resealing the dust that was about to collapse below.

The stars are like lamps, and the ghost fire is like candles, flickering together in the dust, shining on the silhouette of the shadows, giving people a grotesque and strange illusion.

"It turns out that you are hiding in the sky, the old man of the bull nose, this king has found you!"

In the dust, the ghost king rode alone, like a dragon out of the sea, roaring and shouting, and rushed towards the stars in the sky, and the thick ghost head knife in his hand was thrown out by him with all his might, turning into a pitch-black streamer that went straight through the sky.

"Those...... It's not the stars, it's the people! With the direction of the black light, Mu Shan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and finally saw the figure hidden in it from the outline of the starlight that was as cold as water.

"Ah......h

"If Your Excellency is interested in doing it, Poor Dao is happy to accompany you!"

"Hehe, I wanted to solve it peacefully, but it seems that it is also an extravagant hope!"

The figures of Cheng Yu and Wu Yazi both flashed, floating in the air, intercepting above the head of the Ghost King.

"Hmph, two bed bugs, are you finally willing to show up, tonight this king will crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

“…… Spirit Sword Turtle Text! Even though the distance between the ghost king and the attic was still far away, Mu Shan still recognized the giant sword that suddenly appeared in the ghost king's hand at a glance, the bright red lines that roamed on the back of the sword, as if the monstrous anger in Zhu Yan's dark eyes, staring coldly and coldly at Mu Shan from a long distance.

"It's not good, Yuchen, give me the green snake quickly!" Sima Wang's anxious voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and then he saw a figure flashing, Sima Wang had snatched the spirit sword green snake from Sima Yuchen's hand, stepped on the railing, and flew up in the air.

"Xiuniang, borrow the frost in your hand and use it!" Before Mu Shan could figure out the situation, another figure rose into the air, but he saw Shi Sun Rui with the spirit sword frost flower, and Sima Wang went straight to the ghost king.

"Zhu Yan, it's time for revenge, show up!"

I saw the ghost king in the air holding the sword in his right hand and standing in front of his chest, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand quickly wiped over the sword body, and instantly sparked, burning and erupting on the giant sword, bursting and converging, turning into the huge and oppressive body of the fierce beast Zhu Yan, looking up, baring his teeth and roaring, and then turning into a red flame, shooting towards the many stars in the sky.

The howling sound became more and more fierce and fierce, and the flames became more and more complex and hot, gradually turning into the magma dragon that had once rushed towards Mushan, burning the dark night to the ground!

Mu Shan held the railing tightly with both hands, thinking of the imminent possible consequences, his heart was extremely nervous and uneasy: "If it can't be stopped, not only will those cultivators in the air be in danger of their lives, but when the magma pours down, it will definitely turn Chen Liucheng into a sea of magma fire......

"Barbarian spirit, help me subdue the demon quickly!"

"Snow Girl Shuanghua, please show up to help!"

Sima Wang and Shi Sun Rui, who came first, poured all the internal force into the spirit sword in their hands, and suddenly the sword body was cold, like a thousand zhang of clear spring spreading down, in the soft light, the fierce bird barbarian who portended the flood in the world, and another unknown origin, cold as snow, and beautiful woman, suddenly appeared in the air.

But seeing the barbarian spreading his wings and gliding, where he passed, the blue light was surging like water, and in the uproar, it really swept thousands of huge waves into the sky and poured down towards Zhu Yan below.

And among the snow girls, between the elegant and staggering figures, they saw countless snowflakes flying and spreading, fluttering and sprinkling, turning into countless cold stars and countless ice picks, attached to the ten thousand blue waves, turning it into a majestic and magnificent heavenly cold sword, towards Zhu Yan below, fiercely stabbing down.

The collision of magma and ice swords instantly erupted into a loud sound like a mountain and a tsunami, and endless wind and waves burst into the air, and the remaining houses were as fragile as grass along the way, which were uprooted and swept away in an instant.

"Be careful!" Even if the attic was guarded by a formation, Mu Shan could still feel the fury of the hurricane, his white hair was suddenly lifted upside down behind him, as if there were countless big hands behind him desperately pulling him, and some disciples behind him who were not strong were blown upside down between the pillars.

“…… Is this the power of the sword spirit? After the hurricane, Mu Shan looked at the ruins below, at the large number of ghost riders lying on the ground and groaning, and at the clouds and mist rising in the air, and said: "No wonder the master will tell me about some high-grade spiritual weapons, and the power is not much better than that of divine weapons!" ”

"Huh......" The two meteors slid rapidly from the sky and fell beside Mu Shan, revealing Sima Wang and Shi Sun Rui, who were panting and sweating profusely, this time the short confrontation seemed to have the advantage, but Mu Shan understood that it was the two of them who lost, and they could not control the sword spirit freely, and their own internal force attributes were completely in conflict with the sword spirit attributes, and it was a great luck to be able to barely block Zhu Yan's blow.

Raising his eyes and looking out, in the middle of the smoke and clouds, the mist gradually became thin, revealing dozens of ten thousand ghost flags fluttering in the sky and the banners stretched fiercely, surrounding Cheng Yu and Wu Yazi, quickly turning and churning. The awe-inspiring sword aura of golden light, the impact of the cold star's shifting, and the figure of the black mist churning, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing; The ghost king's arrogant shouting, as well as Cheng Yu's sarcastic and provocative voices from time to time, although everything was far away, it was unusually clear into Mu Shan's five senses, like a heavy dark cloud, firmly pressing on his heart: "I hope they can hold on!" ”