"Really?" Wang Zai scoffed at the conceit of the ghost keeper, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but crack into a wicked smile.

With just a slight lift of his palm, the heaven and earth controlled by Wang Zai began to squeeze in front of him.

You have a lot of combat experience, and I will overwhelm people with power.

It's a very straightforward way of attacking, exactly the same as when the legend beats the people under the legend, using the general trend of heaven and earth to restrain the enemy and crush it.

The general trend is not as weak as the move.

If you suppress it, you can't break free by skill, you can only use the same momentum or use violent force to counteract the pressure.

The ghost keeper, a person from the upper realm, really wants to burst out with all his strength, and he can break free with just a flick of his body, but unfortunately he has entered the Heavenly Dao blacklist, as long as the strength he uses exceeds a certain limit, he will be ruthlessly destroyed.

The ghost keeper's eyes hidden under the mask shrank suddenly, and he felt a thick crisis. The palm of the hand is raised, and it slaps forward rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it shoots hundreds of times in a row, and each beat is secretly in harmony with the world.

There was thunder on the flat ground, the yin qi was like the sea, and the waves were surging forward.

Heavenly Dao is wary of raising ghosts, he can't easily control heaven and earth like Wang Zai, but this incomparably mysterious palm technique still easily resonates with heaven and earth.

The Dharma is close to the Tao!

This palm technique seems to be extremely ordinary, but the frequency of the beating and the resonance of heaven and earth are only stronger than those of all evils. This is almost a Taoist technique!

The ghost keeper used this palm technique to attract momentum to resist.

Momentum against potential!

The general trend of heaven and earth against the momentum that the Venerable Master comprehended.

The tip of the needle is pointed at the wheat mang.

"It is worthy of the palm of the upper realm, and it is really mysterious. Wang Zai smiled easily, and he had the leisure to observe the palm skills of the ghost keeper, but he was always in a cloud and unpredictable, and he forgot what he saw in the last second in a blink of an eye.

Wang Zai regretted it in his heart and stopped doing this useless work. A sword swung out lightly, without the slightest force attached to it, like a child wielding a sharp weapon, so light that it could not hurt anyone at all.

But there is such an invisible, colorless, invisible, and intangible thing as a blessing on it, which in the eyes of those who know it, is under this sword, and the whole world seems to be suppressed together.

The palm is extended, and the long sword is ethereal.

Like a spring breeze sweeping the earth.

The palm print was easily pierced by the long sword, and it pierced nearly a hundred holes in a row.

"I'd like to see how much power you squander. Wang Zai smiled leisurely, calmly looked at the ghost keeper who had been clapping his hands, and continued to draw his sword without hurrying.

This leads to the general trend of heaven and earth, and the main consumption is the mind, and with the recovery speed of the consummate powerhouse, you can just play like this for a day in the lower realm without getting tired.

It seems that there is no need to put in other efforts at all, so that it can be used to establish a victory?

"It's so easy!" Wang Zai kept working hard, and he couldn't wait to anger the ghost keeper to death directly, so as not to tire himself.

The ghost raiser's face was extremely ugly, who was he? An authentic person from the ghost realm, anyone in this starry sky realm was like looking at an ant. But in front of him, the ants want to devour the dragon, when has he ever suffered this loss in front of him?

But for Wang Zai, who is familiar with routines, many of his methods are useless.

Who is this? How can they be so clear about the weaknesses of the people in the upper realm? This method doesn't matter to people such as Dao City and Demon City, they have cultivated all the way, and every move has been tempered a thousand times, as long as they don't break through to the next one, the laws of comprehension can also be used in the lower realm, and it is definitely a first-class combat power in the lower realm.

But for ghost keepers, it's time to die.

Abandoning the ghost world people who only have a divine soul, their methods can be called weird and unpredictable, and there are even ghosts to help fight in all directions, and ordinary people really don't dare to provoke at will.

Under the systematic teaching, the laws that the ghost keepers comprehend are all used to improve the combat power of ghosts, and for a long time, ghosts are their main combat power.

But in this lower realm, their strength is blinded, and the ghosts they have cultivated with their hearts do not dare to call them out at all, and the stupid ghosts who don't know how to restrain themselves will have to die under the heavenly tribulation as soon as they appear.

Ghost raisers hate, his law of spiritual possession, dealing with a big man like the Heavenly Bull Emperor, can easily entangle it, and even spend a little effort, it is not difficult to take the life of the Heavenly Bull Emperor.

But how do you know that there is another Daomen disciple, although the strength is inferior to that of the Heavenly Bull Emperor, but in terms of killing ghosts, three or five Heavenly Bull Emperors tied together are not Wang Zai's opponents. Only when the ghost keeper himself takes action can he be sure to drag Wang Zai.

In fact, as long as the ghost raiser plan is completed, all this is just a small problem, even if Wang Zailai is just a head.

If you want to blame, you can only blame it, the ghost keeper is too greedy, and it can be seen from the blockade that the barbarian powerhouse entered the city before he wants to wipe out all the strong people in the north.

As long as he cultivates a ghost creature with strong enough intelligence, he can use it to absorb energy from the outside world to grow, which is a great help on his growth path.

But I didn't expect it to be so greedy, and I didn't close the net early, and there were a few more unexpected ants.

When the Heavenly Bull Emperor was killed, the ghost keeper felt that the situation was still completely under his control.

Even if Wang Zai's people arrived, although it was a bit troublesome, the ghost keepers could accept it, but Wang Zai was familiar with the people in the upper realm and knew how to target the people in the upper realm, so he couldn't accept it. After all, it threatens his life.

The ghost keepers don't know how far the ghost realm outside has developed.

But no matter how far it goes, the ghost keepers will have to summon them back to help them, and if it is too late, they will have to die at the hands of the ants that they once looked down on completely.

"You forced me. The ghost keeper's pupils were beating wildly, and the black mist around him suddenly had a touch of spirituality, crossing the sky and heading towards Wang Zai.

"Is this the only means?" Wang Zai looked disdainful, and the dancing sword had a cold glow on it, and the sonorous sound destroyed everything.

"Whoa!"

The ghost keeper didn't even look at the black mist that rushed forward to kill under his own spirit, and his mouth made a roaring sound like a ghost.

The voice was amplified by a supernatural force.

In the blink of an eye, it was earth-shattering, and it exploded like thunder in the sky over the entire Beiliang City.

......

The Ice Bear Priest held an ancient lamp that emitted a ghostly light in his hand, and walked alone on the corner street of Beiliang City.

He deliberately avoided crowded places. The light in his hand flickered, stretching his shadow like a bamboo pole very long, with an indescribable gloom in the dark fog.

"Truly, awrely. That's a lot of souls. The Ice Bear Priest licked the corners of his dry mouth and smiled in satisfaction.

In order to catch up with the pace of the priest Zilong, he has studied forbidden techniques for many years, and the ghosts and human spirits are of great use to him.

"It's time to go to the next place. The Ice Bear Priest's voice fell, and a muffled thunder rang out of thin air in the sky. His eyes shrank, and he couldn't help but cast his head to the central area, "I hope you can give some strength, and the old man won't come to participate blindly." ”

The Ice Bear Priest swayed and quickly made his way to the next street. His face was extremely ugly, and the ground was full of only the severed limbs left behind by the devouring.

Walking down three or two streets in a row, it's all the same. He sighed leisurely, put away the ancient lamp solemnly, and entered a ruined igloo, and without seeing any movement from him, a hole appeared in the ground, and he stepped into it and lay down in it.

The ice stone healed, and the breath disappeared, not revealing at all.

......

Uncle Qian stood at the entrance of a street, with an axe in his hand, and he completely blocked the ghosts that rushed forward by himself.

He heard the thunderous sound too, but he didn't have much time to care.

There were two or three powerful ghosts in front of him, and countless little ghosts, which involved all his mind.

Uncle Qian didn't know how long he had been blocking here, at least in the streets under his protection, except for a few ghosts that forcibly rushed in from other directions, there was no omission.

Abruptly, the axe that subconsciously swung forward slashed into the air.

It was all ghosts just now, why did it disappear so quickly?

Uncle Qian knew that something had happened again, his eyes froze, and he walked forward.

......

Six or seven people got together, each covered in blood, his own and his companion.

This team has physique and priesthood, but it is still miserable.

As long as there are three powerful ghosts, they can pull all their minds, not to mention that there are so many little ghosts.

They watched a companion being devoured alive by a ghost, and the ghost's aura swelled, and a ghost weaker than a ghost appeared on his body.

They were frightened, and even in a tight circle, the scars on their bodies were growing.

Suddenly, the ghosts in front of him all disappeared.

They sat on the ground, their faces full of joy for the rest of their lives.

......

Even if countless strong people attacked, the ghosts in Beiliang City did not decrease, and as time went on, there were fewer and fewer residents.

Despair spreads through the void, hovering in the sky.

Countless people held on and attacked bravely.

This is a man-made disaster, the evil of the ghost town, and it is difficult to write about it.

"Whoa. ”

All the ghosts and ghost feeders have put down what they are doing.

Thousands of ghosts and ghosts walked towards the palace together in silence, and the streets that extended in all directions were full of ghosts, and only clusters of ghostly fires could be seen.

This silent terror can shatter the courage in people's hearts little by little, and they can no longer raise the mind to fight.

But there were also people who went upstream, explored it carefully, and galloped towards the palace behind the ghosts.

Everyone knows that the decisive battle is coming.

In order not to live on their knees in the future, and for future generations to be able to gallop the ice field, whether it is the original inhabitants or the barbarian powerhouses, all the strong people who have reached the legend have gone to the palace without hesitation.

Except for the Ice Bear Priest.

In the darkness of the absence of the wind, Beiliang City was quiet, and the residents who survived the catastrophe were either sitting or lying down, their hands folded silently, and they also knew that the time to decide their fate was coming.

But they couldn't do anything but silently pray for the strong on the front line.

They didn't even have time to pack up the relics of their loved ones, so they contributed to the decisive battle in their own way.

......

As the roar of the ghost keeper who had no other characteristics except for the big one fell, the yin qi that permeated the heavens and the earth seemed to be even thicker, and it seemed that it could drip water.

Eerie atmosphere, whistling ghostly atmosphere.

Even if Nangong Fangang's air rotation was between his eyes, he couldn't see too far. Even the fierce ghosts who fought with him seemed to be more violent when they attacked.

Nangong Fan's eyes froze, and he understood that he couldn't drag it any further. Otherwise, when this really turns into a ghost domain, everything will be over.

"Whew!"

Nangong Fan did not hesitate, and used the bear again, and in a black light, his body swelled sharply.

Seems to be a lap bigger than before?

The huge eyes that flickered fiercely locked on the deep mountain of the ghost, and the two big slaps hit his chest with a "snap", and the brown halo rippled around.

Nangong Fan was bathed in black mist, like a god of war from the reckless era, and his fists blasted forward without any fancies.

The whistling wind cut through the space and appeared in front of a terrible ghost in the blink of an eye.

"Boom. ”

A violent explosion was heard from the void.

The sharp weapon in the hands of this powerful ghost, which had been recondensed with great difficulty, turned into a cloud of smoke and dispersed.

The fist was unstoppable, and it slammed straight into the ghost's body, and a round hole half a meter in size appeared in the ghost's chest. Among them, the yin qi and ghost qi were all crushed and exploded under a punch.

The ghost let out a soul-piercing howl, and the dancing fire in his eyes rushed out.

Another powerful ghost hugged Nangong Fan's sturdy body from the other direction.

"Whew!"

There was a roar that shook the sky, and the ghost fire paused slightly.

A streak of blood swept through the other hand.

The ghostly fire struggled and danced under the blood, and the howl grew fainter and fainter in between.

Nangong Fan shook his arm vigorously, and under the cover of gravity, the other powerful ghost had no resistance, and was easily thrown to the ground in the sound of "poof".