When Ye Yijian sacrificed the ancient magic weapon Longyuan Sword, a great coercion fell from the sky, causing everyone below to feel a huge sense of oppression.

On the Dragon Yuan Sword, they felt a powerful dragon might, and it was this dragon power that was oppressing their bodies.

Especially at this time, everyone in the ghost world was afraid, and under the oppression of that dragon power, the aura on their bodies was chaotic, as if that dragon power specifically suppressed the ghost qi in their bodies, which was their nemesis.

However, the disciples of Maoshan at this time, although they also felt the oppression from the Longyuan Sword, they were proud, in their opinion, now that the head of the sect sacrificed the Longyuan Sword, they would definitely be able to defeat the Ghost King and take a breath of evil for them.

After all, the Longyuan Sword is the second-ranked existence of the top ten magic weapons in ancient times, and its power is so powerful that it can not be competed with by the Ghost King.

At this moment, they seemed to see the ghost king die tragically under the sword of Long Yuan.

"Hahaha!" However, at this time, the ghost king looked at Ye Yijian but sneered: "It's just an ancient magic weapon, what's the big deal, magic weapon, this king also has it."

As soon as the ghost king spoke, the hands suddenly made strange seals, and then I saw ripples in the space in front of her, with strange black fluctuations in circles, and then a long sword as black as ink appeared, and its sword body was covered with strange ghost pattern charms.

With the appearance of this long sword, an extremely evil aura permeated, making the space roar, as if it was afraid of this evil aura.

Obviously, this is also an extremely powerful magic weapon.

At this time, a look of horror appeared on Ye Yijian's face, he stared at the long sword in the ghost king's hand, and said coldly: "What kind of evil magic weapon are you?" There is such a strong evil aura in it. ”

"Evil magic weapons?" Hearing this, there was a coldness in the ghost king's eyes, and he said coldly: "This is the ghost weapon cast by this king with thousands of resentful spirits in the world, its name is the Soul Devouring Sword, although it is not an ancient magic weapon, but its power is comparable to the ten ancient magic weapons!"

"Really? Then let's see if your Soul Devouring Sword is strong, or if my Longyuan Sword is superior. ”

Ye Yijian's face was cold when he heard this, and as soon as the Longyuan Sword in his hand swung out, a golden sword burst out from his blade, slashing towards the Ghost King.

"Hehe, it's just a sword, see how this king cracks your sword." Looking at the approaching sword, the ghost king had no fear on his face, only coldness, she smiled coldly, and also slashed out with a sword.

Suddenly, endless thousand-year-old ghost qi swept out from the Soul Devouring Sword, and it was like thousands of grimaces roaring, causing the void to roar.

At this time, the disciples of Maoshan below looked at the strange scene in the sky, their faces were full of fear, just the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves made them creepy, and they felt like they were in hell and haunted by a hundred ghosts.

I can't imagine that if the target of that ghostly river attack is them, I am afraid that they will all be swallowed up, and only a pile of white bones remains.

At this time, Ye Yijian watched the overwhelming river of ghostly energy sweeping through the sky like a torrent, and he couldn't calm down anymore! There is a look of horror.

Such a terrifying method is simply the most terrifying demon in the world. Only now did he realize that he had completely underestimated the strength of the Ghost King.

"How can your magic weapon be so powerful?"

Then, in his frightened gaze, he saw that the long river of ghostly qi directly eroded the sword he used, and then the long river of ghostly qi rolled up again, rushing towards him.

"Damn it."

Looking at the thousands of hideous grimaces that roared over, Ye Yijian couldn't help but scold, although he was afraid of the strength of the ghost king, but as the head of Maoshan, how could he retreat at this time.

Immediately, his eyes were gloomy and hideous, and then his hands suddenly sealed, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spat out, making his face pale.

"Long Yuan Sword Spirit, come out? Wipe out all enemies who are against you. ”

Roar!

After the deep voice spit out from Ye Yijian's mouth, there was a dragon groan sound from the Long Yuan sword, and the sound of the dragon groan seemed to be roaring, and the sound shook the sky.

Then a huge golden dragon that seemed to come from ancient times appeared, and its body was rolled, and it hovered above Ye Yijian's head, looking down on the common people like a king.

"Oh my God! That...... It turned out to be a dragon. "When the golden dragon appeared in the sky, everyone below felt a shock from the depths of their souls, revealing a look of shock on their faces.

O dragon! It only exists in classical texts, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, who will believe it?

At this time, Ye Yijian had a hideous look on his face, he looked at the Ghost King and said with a hideous smile: "Ghost King, no matter how amazing your means are, it is impossible to compete with the Sword Spirit, today is your death."

"Oh, yes, that king really wants to see the power of this Longyuan sword spirit." The Ghost King sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

Thinking that she has been cultivating for thousands of years as a ghost king, she has never seen an ancient true dragon, how can she be afraid of a dragon soul with only remnants left.

"Ghost King, you don't want to be rampant, today the head of this sect will let you die under the sword spirit, so that you can no longer be a disaster to the world." Feeling the contempt of the ghost king, Ye Yijian also had anger surging out, he drank coldly, and then waved the Long Yuan sword in his hand.

"Come on, Longyuan Sword Spirit, crush everything that is against you."

The golden divine dragon seemed to understand Ye Yijian's meaning, and let out bursts of dragon groans, and then rushed towards the ghostly river like a golden pillar.

Call!

Under the impact of the golden divine dragon, a grimace immediately appeared in the long river of ghost qi and tried to erode the golden divine dragon's body, but before it could touch the body, it was wiped out by the ancient dragon qi and dissipated into black smoke.

Call!

After completely defeating that ghostly river, the power of the golden divine dragon's momentum weakened, but that power was still not to be underestimated.

Roar!

It let out an angry roar, and it opened its mouth and slammed into the ghost king, as if it was about to engulf the ghost king.

When the golden dragon came, there seemed to be a ghostly aura in the eyes of the ghost king. Suddenly, she printed the trick with both hands, and her sealing method was treacherous and changeable, and then she snorted coldly.

"Soul Eater's Hand!"

Suddenly, the space in front of the ghost king collapsed, and a black vortex formed, like an abyss, with endless darkness, connected to the other side of the unknown.

The space shook, and the heavens and the earth roared, as if repelling something that was coming out of the dark abyss.

Thundered!

A huge, hideous grimace roared out of the abyss, and then turned into a hundred-foot-sized, pitch-black palm.

If you look closely, there are a large number of souls on the palm, and then a terrifying cold wave spreads from above, and the cold wave floods the sky in this area, that scene is very strange and outrageous.

Call!

The endless dragon qi slammed into the palm of the hand, just to dissipate with a shock to the palm!

Seeing this, Ye Yijian frowned, with a dignified expression, and said in a low voice: "I actually used the Secret Soul Devouring Hand, are you planning to fight quickly?"