"If you don't do it, you might as well die. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info I replied, the sword was changing.

"The third layer of the ghost gate, the ghost prison." As soon as my words fell, the gratuitous sword phantoms that stood in the way on both sides shot towards the ghost-faced man.

As for the true body of the gratuitous sword, it was already held in my hand, and now my vision was completely darkened, but I could grasp his situation through the gratuitous sword, but he couldn't break through the darkness.

"The fourth layer of ghost gates, ghost killing." I said, since the little tricks in front of me couldn't even get him to do it, then I didn't have to be tempted.

I saw the ghost door appearing, the ghost door was red, there seemed to be blood surging on it, and the complicated patterns were dazzling.

The ghost door opened, and the ghost shadow tide poured out, roaring, shouting, and rushing towards the ghost-faced man who still didn't move on the other side with red eyes.

If he's so big, don't blame me for not being particular!

"The fifth layer of the ghost gate, the karmic fire burns the sky!" After the words fell, another layer of ghost doors appeared, and as its name suggests, the body of the door is an endless burning karmic fire, burned into the appearance of a human face and a skeleton.

The fire door opened, the karmic fire surged, burning through the fourth layer of the ghost gate, and the overwhelming ghost shadows were crossed with a layer of karmic fire armor, bright and extinguished, flickering, burning, and after the red eyes reflected the firelight, the momentum of the ghost shadow became even more crazy.

The ghost-faced man on the opposite side finally made a move, his hands were raised, his white and slender hands stretched forward, his palms facing down turned a little bit, his arms gradually bent, his palms upward, and he looked like he was holding something.

"Qiankun sleeves." The ghost-faced man opened his mouth lightly, and saw that the endless karmic fire was like being blown by the wind, as if he was in a hurry to return home, and they all rushed towards the ghost-faced man's hanging sleeves.

The black sleeves hang down into a semi-circular shape, like a bottomless pit, constantly sucking karmic fire, and the sleeves gradually bulge, as if they will burst at any time.

And all the karmic fire armor on the ghost shadow was also sucked over, and the ghost-faced man moved again, his arm straightened, and his palm turned down again, still in a flat tone, "Reverse the world." ”

As his words fell, all the karmic fire that had been sucked in his sleeve was sent out again, only this time the karmic fire was no longer obeying me.

I collided with the ghost shadow that was coming, and after the karmic fire was like a sea, I drowned the ghost shadow and continued to pounce on me.

I looked at the karmic fire that rushed towards me, and pointed towards the fifth-layer ghost gate with a gratuitous sword in my hand, the tip of the sword touched the ghost gate, and said, "The karmic fire burns the sky!" ”

More fierce than the last time, the endless karmic fire broke through the door with the momentum of burning the sky, and after the two fires collided, they fused, and this time it was my side that won the victory, and the karmic fire that was subdued by the ghost-faced man turned around and rushed towards the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man still used that trick, "Qiankun sleeve." ”

The karmic fire was collected again, and its sleeves bulged again as if they would explode at any time, I stepped forward, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed the sword into the fifth layer of the ghost gate, and my eyes were red when the karmic fire shone on me, and I didn't care, and said, "The karmic fire breaks through the sky!" ”

The words fell, the ghost-faced man had a change of expression for the first time, lowered his eyes and looked at his sleeve, only to see that the sleeves of the drum were about to burst and empty in an instant, even if the ghost-faced man wanted to shake his hand, but after all, it was a step too late, and the next moment, a little karmic fire condensed in the sleeve, and as my words fell, it exploded wildly.

"The sixth layer of the ghost gate, sentence you to dry flesh and bones!" As I spoke, I pulled out the gratuitous sword, the fourth layer of the ghost gate, the fifth layer of the ghost gate disappeared in an instant, I turned around, and the gratuitous sword slashed from top to bottom, pointing at the eyebrows of the ghost-faced man from afar.

And he didn't dodge the blow just now, his sleeves exploded, and he kept shaking his body and retreating backwards, but the reason why I was forced to use this sixth layer of ghost doors one after another was that he was unscathed except for the broken sleeves of his clothes.

The sleeves of his shirt fell like butterflies that could not fly, and he hung down his pale and slender arms, which were only a faint shade of red.

At this time, his body was not stable, and the sixth layer of the white bone ghost door had already appeared behind him, he took a step back, the ghost door opened, and he was directly locked in it.

I pointed up at the tip of my sword and said without stopping, "The seventh layer of the ghost gate, sentence you to ashes!" "I said that the gratuitous sword swung towards the sixth layer of the ghost gate in the air, and I saw that on the sword of the gratuitous sword, a black shadow flashed, shot out, and then landed on the top of the seventh layer of the ghost gate, this is the seventh layer of the ghost gate.

The gray one was like a broken wooden door, falling down little by little, swallowing the sixth layer of ghost doors below.

And I had already held the gratuitous sword and flew forward behind the seventh-layer ghost gate, one hand pressed against the only exposed knocker of the sixth-layer ghost gate, and the other hand did not hesitate to insert the gratuitous sword into the crack of the door.

Four ghost gates were released one after another, and I gritted my teeth a little hard and said, "The eighth layer of ghost gates, you will definitely die!" ”

The gratuitous sword was inserted into the crack of the door until the hilt of the sword, and the knocker pressed under my hand moved slightly, and my expression changed, and the mana was sent out of my hand, forming a reverse thrust force, pushing me backwards very quickly, and at the same time bringing out the gratuitous sword in the crack of the door.

Sure enough, it's not easy to deal with! I read a sentence in my heart, and I didn't care about the other party's situation, I stepped down with my feet, stopped, turned my wrist down, the tip of the sword was inserted into the ground, and the other hand rubbed the sword body with two fingers together and pointed upward, and said coldly, "The ninth layer of the ghost gate, the ghost will be coming!" ”

"The tenth layer of the ghost gate, the crown of ghosts is crowned!"

"The eleventh layer of the ghost gate, the ghost seal is the king!"

I couldn't stop changing my sword duel, and opened my mouth to read, first the ghost was coming, and my eyes instantly turned red like those ghosts of the fourth layer of the ghost gate, and I only felt that my whole body had an urge to destroy, keep destroying, destroying everything!

After the crown of ghosts was crowned, it was not the crown that appeared, but the ghost mark that appeared on the forehead of the king of Hades every Halloween Festival, but the ghost mark on my forehead could barely be seen, as if the power that could destroy the world was swimming in the body, shouting and wanting to rush out.

Finally, the ghost seal was crowned king, I opened my hand, the ghost seal phantom hung in my hand, all the impulses to destroy and the power that shouted calmed down, my hair and clothes all turned red, my heart was becoming cold, as if I could go down and kill anyone.

I have a gratuitous sword in one hand and a ghost seal in the other, and I coldly look at the ghost-faced man who came out of several layers of ghost doors on the opposite side, I don't believe that I can't kill you!

The ghost-faced man was dressed in rags at this time, his hair was scattered, and his original pale face turned a little ruddy, and even the scar on his left eye was flushed, looking a little hideous.

I saw him cover his mouth and cough a few times, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, he had wiped his thumb and fingertips, and said, "You are really... ”

Before he finished speaking, the ghost seal in my hand was already with supreme power, and it became extremely powerful and pressed down on him. (To be continued.) )