That bronze treasure tripod is a holy weapon of the ghost clan, and it is very powerful.

Back then, the person who controlled this bronze treasure was the ghost clan of the Upper Realm Martial Emperor Realm.

Bronze Baoding, the moment Jiang Mo suppressed it, all the ghosts roared in unison, as if it had resonated with Bronze Baoding.

Circles of energy ripples rippled out, as if the eleventh layer of space had been completely destroyed.

"Damn Terrans, go to hell!"

Baoding's mouth was facing downward, shooting out dozens of pillars of light, and an irresistible coercion shrouded it.

"Nine Heavenly Heavens of the Way of the Sword!"

Jiang Mo's eyes were like lightning, and the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword carried an indomitable momentum, and it rushed out, colliding with the bronze treasure tripod.

This heavy kendo has the title of invincible in the world!

Jiang Mo used the Nine Heavens of the Sword Dao, and cooperated with the Qinglian Sword Codex, that sword slashed out, destroying the heavens and the earth!

"This ...... How is it possible? This Terran boy is able to suppress my clan's holy weapon!"

The ghost clan of the Upper Realm Martial Emperor level saw a scene of horror.

I saw that on the bronze treasure tripod, there were cracked lines, and the incomparably terrifying sword qi came out from inside.

"Boom!"

Jiang Mo spit out a cold syllable in his mouth, and immediately, the treasure that exuded a vast ghostly aura turned into countless fragments and flew away in all directions with a bang.

Some of the nearby ghost clans were swept into it by the devastating fluctuations, and they were turned into powder.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Mo did not hesitate at all, and urged the "Netherworld Holy Scripture" to open.

The exercises ran along a specific route, and those ghostly qi were refined into Jiang Mo's body.

A series of tricks emerged from the surface of Jiang Mo's skin.

If you look at it from a distance, Jiang Mo's body seems to be wrapped in a black whirlpool, which looks extremely terrifying.

"Take me another slap and try it!"

Among these ghost clan necromancers, there are also powerhouses equivalent to the level of the Upper Realm Martial Emperor, and Jiang Mo naturally can't take it lightly.

The vitality gathered on the arm, and immediately, a palm was slapped out.

Nine Dragons Wind Thunder Palm!

Jiang Mo displayed all the seven styles of the workshop, and the seven palm prints were superimposed together, making it look immense.

Dozens of cyan dragon shadows rushed out from behind him, and each palm print might be able to repel an Upper Realm Martial Emperor.

The last form is the gaze of the gods.

In this space, a divine phantom about the size of dozens of zhang appeared, suspended behind Jiang Mo.

'Divine Gaze' is more similar to a spatially static attack martial art.

Although in the Heavenly Saint Tower, the space is very stable, the effect of 'divine gaze' has been suppressed a lot.

But even so, those ghost necromancers were greatly affected.

After all, in the Heavenly Saint Tower, after being trapped for so many years, it was already very dull.

Boom, boom, boom......

Jiang Mo's seven-style Nine Dragons Wind Thunder Palm was unleashed one after another, and the cyan dragon shadow frantically impacted, smashing those ghost clan necromancers into ashes one by one.

The ghost clan necromancers who did not reach the Upper Realm Martial Emperor were all dissipated by the power of the domineering palm print.

"Damn, this Terran junior has such masculine and domineering power!"

The three ghost clan necromancers who possessed the cultivation of the Upper Realm Martial Emperor were not shocked and killed, but they were also seriously injured.

Now, in this Heavenly Holy Tower, Jiang Mo's hole cards are endless, and he is completely invincible!

"I, a strong man of the Holy Clan, would rather die than give in, and I must send that Terran junior to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

"With his talent, if he grows up in the future, he will definitely be a great threat to my Holy Clan. ”

"You and I suppressed it in advance, and it can be regarded as a great contribution to the Holy Clan!"

After some discussion, one of the three powerful ghost necromancers put his hands together as if he had made an ancient sacrifice.

He uttered the Sanskrit sound of Gula in his mouth.

Jiang Mo could vaguely hear it, as if it was a 'Saint King Devouring'!

With the completion of this ancient ritual, the body of the ghost necromancer seemed to turn into a container, devouring all the weak ghost necromancers into his body.

Jiang Mo was a little curious, because, with the influx of black clouds, this time almost the entire ghost clan necromancer in the Heavenly Saint Tower was devoured by him.

"This Saint King Devouring is very likely to be a means to raise one's strength to the extreme in a short period of time at the expense of his companions!"

"No! he must not be allowed to go on like this!"

Jiang Mo's eyes froze, he took a deep breath, mobilized three flames, and suspended them around his body.

Immediately, he manipulated the three flames and merged them together.

Rumble!

In the Tiansheng Tower, the temperature rose sharply!

It was as if everything was about to be melted, and the blazing temperature made the Lord of the Dao Palace and the Old Man of Heavenly Machines frown slightly.

"Is this kid going to play a killer role?"

The two looked at each other.

"Destruction Fall!"

Jiang Mo let out a low shout, and immediately, the ball of destruction formed by the fusion of the three-colored flames turned into a streamer of light and swept towards the ghost clan's necromancer.

......

A terrible roar came out from the black clouds, and in an instant, thousands of ghost clan necromancers exploded on the spot, turning into a violent shock wave, blocking the three-color fireball.

The monstrous waves of fire swept away, incinerating layer after layer of ghost qi.

However, there were at least 100,000 ghost necromancyrs in this space, completely blocking the three-color fireball.

Jiang Mo's face was slightly gloomy, and he was ready to integrate the power of the fourth flame, the Holy Extreme Ice Spirit Flame, into it, although, before this, the Holy Extreme Ice Spirit Flame had consumed a lot of origin power in order to repair his injuries.

"Boy, do you still want to struggle?"

"After casting the Saint King Devour, I have transferred the power of all the Saint Warriors to myself. ”

"Now that I am infinitely close to the strength of the Great Emperor's level, how can you still fight me?"

At this moment, the body of the ghost clan's necromancer was a hundred feet tall, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

He didn't reach the realm of the Great Emperor, otherwise, just his breath would have been able to crush Jiang Mo to his stomach.

However, as he said, even if he did not reach the realm of the Great Emperor, he was infinitely close.

Even if it is a Martial Emperor at the peak of the Nine Stars, it is estimated that he may not be the opponent of this ghost clan's necromancer.

"I saw the Saint King of the Ghost Clan back then, and it was a very powerful secret method. ”

"Jiang Mo, that kid, it's very likely that he won't be able to carry it!"

The Lord of the Dao Palace rubbed his eyebrows and spoke.

Originally, he expected Jiang Mo to break through the eleventh layer and refresh the records of previous palace masters.

But then, perhaps, it will stop there......

(End of chapter)