"Urgent as the law...... Xuanyang Zhenren looked up to the sky and roared out the last five words.

As soon as these five words came out, drops of blood suddenly rolled out of the skin of Xuanyang Zhenren's body, and the whole body suddenly turned blood red, as if someone had splashed a basin of blood, and the whole body was bloody, terrifying like a bloody person.

He burst out all the essence blood in his body at once, because the ghost gate master outside has begun to fight hard, although the current ghost gate is close to extinction, but the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and the only remaining bit of ability to press the bottom of the box still forced him to a dead end, and he had to burst out with the strongest strength.

The surrounding wind was fierce, killing the sky, and the dense thunder and lightning gradually merged together, as if it was an electric light from ancient times, flashing proudly in the sky, tearing through the sky, and taking the nine-turn lightning strike peach wood sword in the hand of Xuanyang Zhenren in mid-air.

The lightning that stabbed in the sky converged on the tip of the sword, a blazing heat spread out in the rain, and the thunder and lightning outside the sky were extremely strong, and this sword that gathered thunder and lightning bloomed into an eternal light in an instant.

After the surrounding resentment was illuminated by the light, all of them vaporized, and the ghosts that were conjured up inside didn't even have time to howl, and they turned into nothingness, leaving no trace.

There was a sudden tearing sound on the small flag, as if a piece of cloth had been violently torn apart, and the black fog that had been shrouded in thunder and lightning clouds also disappeared.

Although the Ghost King Banner is the supreme magic weapon of the Ghost Gate, it was once famous, but now it has no name, and under the demise of the weapon spirit, it is difficult to resist the Divine Sword Lightning Channeling Technique.

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When the light erupted on the peach wood sword with nine lightning turns, Ye Mei on the opposite side suddenly looked shocked, her fingers clenched, and with a snap, she crushed the wine glass in her hand, which was a manifestation of uncontrollable qi and blood under the huge shock of her heart.

On the other hand, Lin Fan just nodded slightly and said: "This old Taoist priest's cultivation is so high, no less than the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Sect that chased and killed me at the beginning, if I guessed correctly, he should be the elder of the Heavenly Master's lineage." ”

"The Divine Sword Thunder Channeling Technique, the secret of the Heavenly Master's view, in addition to the teaching, only the elders of the Gong Gong understand, I didn't expect that it would be an eye-opener today, this play, sing so well."

Lin Fan exclaimed, even though he had fought against the Ziyang Zhenren, the head of Dragon Tiger Mountain, several times, but the other party had never used the Divine Sword Lightning Channeling Technique, until today, he could be regarded as truly seeing the most powerful means of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

His admiration made Ye Mei's face flash a haze, the strength of the old Taoist priest below was also beyond her previous expectations, she didn't expect the other party to be able to use such a tricky method.

"It's a pity, if that Ghost King Banner is complete, even if it is the Divine Sword Thunder Channeling Technique, I'm afraid it won't be able to break the Ten Directions Purgatory Array, if the ten Ghost King Flags are there, tsk, unimaginable, unimaginable."

Lin Fan finished praising the old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, and praised the Ghost Gate Formation Banner a few words, in his opinion, the Ghost King Banner was too badly damaged, otherwise, how could it only have such a little power.

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Just as Lin Fan calmly evaluated the battle situation on the other side, the ghost gate master finally took back the ghost king flag in distress, although he was able to further stimulate the energy in the flag at this time, but in that case, this damaged ghost king flag was completely destroyed.

"Excalibur Thunder Channeling Technique, old miscellaneous hair, no wonder it's so difficult, I can't imagine that you are still a character." The master of the Ghost Sect shouted angrily, he didn't expect that this time he would attract the elders of Longhu Mountain.

The disciples of the Ghost Sect are very familiar with the Heavenly Master Concept of Longhu Mountain, and there is a good saying, it is not your friends who know you best, but your enemies.

Because of this, the master of the Ghost Sect knows that not everyone can practice the Divine Sword Thunder Channeling Technique in Longhu Mountain, and only the Sect Master, and the Sect Leader, and the Elders of the Sect are qualified to practice.

And the Elder of Chuan Gong, whose status in the Heavenly Master Concept is respected, is second only to the person in charge of the sect, and it can be said that he is the second person worthy of the name of Longhu Mountain.

He had thought that his actions on Hong Kong Island would at best attract an ordinary elder, but he never expected that such a big man would come.

The master of the ghost gate, against the elders of Longhu Mountain, no matter who wins or loses on both sides, it is reasonable.

Although the master of the Ghost Sect did not have rich cultivation resources like the Elder Chuangong, he had devoted himself to cultivation for decades, and he had no distractions, and under the hatred, his cultivation was also amazing.

At this moment, Xuanyang Zhenren seems to be the reincarnation of the god of thunder, hanging in the air, his hair fluttering, looking at the world with pride, and looking forward to it, which makes people dare not look directly.

That cloud of thunder light condensed into a wisp on the nine-turn lightning strike peachwood sword, and the energy contained in it was terrifying, and it seemed to have supreme heavenly might.

When the Ghost King Banner was put away, the resentment in the surrounding space was swept away, but those disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain had faces like gold paper, their expressions were depressed, and they looked depressed.

The divine sword leads the thunder, the thunder is forbidden in the sky, and it gives birth to a new life in the destruction, but the most basic attribute of the thunder and lightning is still destruction, and how can it be completely controlled by mortals, when the thunder is raging, not only the surrounding grievances are swept away, but even the disciples of these Dragon and Tiger Mountains are also affected.

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The master of the Ghost Gate took the Ghost King Banner into his arms, and in the face of Xuanyang Zhenren's sword, he did not retreat at all, but had a solemn face and said something silently in his mouth.

Suddenly, he made a long cut in the back of his neck with his fingers like a knife, and then a hand slammed into it.

However, not a single drop of blood oozed from the long opening, and the skin and flesh that had been turned open were like pieces of air-dried meat, shriveled and terrifying.

"I am Huangquan, Huangquan is my ......" The voice of the master of the ghost gate became louder and louder, and he reached into the wound in his neck with one hand, and slowly pulled out a sword from it.

The sword was smooth and clean, as if it was made of bones, and it exuded a terrifying aura, and in a trance, it seemed as if a huge river suddenly appeared, the river rushed, and life quickly died in the river.

The blood-yellow mist was filled, and a blood-brown river that had sunk countless water ghosts and souls appeared in the void, with no source or end, everyone could feel their own insignificance in front of it, even if the thunder in the sky was rolling, it still couldn't make the river ripple at all.

The corpses and bones in the river are floating, and there are countless souls, and this Yellow Spring River, like a blood-colored cloth belt, hovers around the body of the master of the Ghost Gate.

When the Ghost Gate Master completely pulled out the sword in his body, the astonishing evil aura rendered the surroundings pitch black like ink, it was real pitch black, not even thunder and lightning could illuminate it.

"Huangquan Sword ......" Xuanyang Zhenren's eyes showed an unconcealable shock, and the first holy relic of the Ghost Gate finally appeared in front of his eyes.

In the distance, Lin Fan's face was no longer relaxed and calm, Huo Di stood up, the scene in front of him had lost everything, and the place where he looked was dark was pitch black, and even if his gaze was like a torch, it was all blurred.