At the moment when the gray shadow opened its invisible giant mouth, the dense black smoke ghost qi that kept coming out and drifting from the twelve ghost cultivators turned into thousands of strange trickles and flowed into the mouth of the gray and dark shadow.

Gradually, the gray shadow is no longer ethereal, no longer gray, but becomes clear, revealing its appearance. or the face is pale, with the tongue sticking out, and the appearance of a hanged ghost, or the face is bloody and the skin is burned, and the appearance of a burning ghost, or the whole body is swollen, and the stomach is held up that does not match the figure, and the appearance of a drowning ghost......

It turned out that tens of thousands of gray shadows, all of them were floating around Tianque Peak, unwilling to enter the River Styx to be reincarnated, and at this moment, under the spell of the twelve ghost cultivators, they were summoned and lured to come.

Chen Hao stepped on the void, commanding the forty-nine swords in front of him with both sword fingers, and quietly levitating them in front of him, while his eyes were quietly looking at the spells cast by the twelve ghost cultivators below.

In fact, he had already completed the combination of the three major sword moves, even if it was the aura of heaven and earth, it was enough to gather, and the sword light was condensed, and it was also extremely pure. The reason why he didn't kill the twelve ghost cultivators for a long time was because he wanted to try how much his attack power had increased after stepping into the middle stage of foundation building, and whether he could kill the twelve ghost cultivators in the early stage of foundation building in one fell swoop.

"Uh......h Woo......"

An even more poignant ghost howl sounded above the heads of the twelve ghost cultivators, and the mouth of the ten thousand ghosts who were constantly devouring the black smoke and ghost qi came out, turning into invisible ripples, vibrating towards the square in all directions, towards the sky.

After the ghost howl fell, tens of thousands of ghosts and evil spirits gradually stopped devouring the black smoke and ghost qi, and all of them turned their terrifying faces, looking at Chen Hao, who was standing proudly in the sky.

"Ten thousand ghosts have become a climate, it's time to kill Chen Hao'er!"

The old monk of Tianzhi stopped his hands that kept pinching the magic technique, blinked his green flashing eyes, and looked at Chen Hao, the corners of his pale and bloodless mouth, revealing a cold and evil smile.

The other eleven ghost cultivators also slowly stopped the magic trick in their hands, raised their eyes, and looked in the direction of Chen Hao with a sneer on the corner of their mouths.

"Ten thousand ghosts! I'd like to see what is so strange about ten thousand ghosts. ”

Chen Hao looked at the more than 10,000 powerful ghosts and evil spirits densely covered with the heads of the twelve ghost cultivators, and the corners of his mouth were a little playful.

Then, with both hands pointing at the forty-nine swords arranged in a fan-shaped pattern, he pushed with a bang.

Quickly saw, with the Heavenly Thunder Sword as the mainstay, the forty-nine swords with the forty-nine Dao Zhangxu Chang, very condensed, extremely pure sword rays, shot towards the twelve ghost cultivators. The sword was fierce, bringing up a violent wind and drawing a fierce roar, making the space vibrate and make the heavens and the earth roar!

"It's good to come!"

The eyes of the old monk of Tianzhi suddenly widened, and the green light burst out, shouting at the other eleven ghost cultivators who stretched out their hands: "Everyone, ten thousand ghosts devouring souls!"

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Eater of Souls!"

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Eater of Souls!"

......

Following the old monk of Tianzhi, eleven ghost cultivators roared in their mouths, and the roar shook the sky, startling the beasts and birds in the mountains and forests several miles away, and the entire space of the Thirteen Zhai Square that shook was humming.

The twelve ghost cultivators pinched the magic trick and lined up densely above their heads, staring at Chen Hao's ten thousand ghosts, volleying a little in the air.

Suddenly.

"Uh......h Woo......"

Tens of thousands of powerful ghosts roared in the sky, and then their bodies moved, turning into ten thousand black smoke, and rushed towards the forty-nine swords and swords sent out by Chen Hao, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and magnificent.

Seeing this, Chen Hao continuously provoked the sword fingers of both hands, and the forty-nine swords spread out, and changed directions, intersecting each other, forming a death sword net, shrouding ten thousand ghosts.

"Wow...... Wow......"

The death sword net fell on the ten thousand ghosts, and suddenly a strong arc of electricity erupted, bombarding the ten thousand ghosts who had solidified their bodies into black smoke billowing all over their bodies, and a miserable howl came from the mouths of ten thousand ghosts.

However, not only did the ten thousand ghosts not have the slightest intention of retreating, but they actually became more ferocious under the destruction of the Heavenly Thunder Sword, their terrifying cheeks were even more distorted, and with a desperate attitude, they desperately broke through the death sword network formed by the forty-nine sword rays.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Chen Hao's eyes were full of coldness, his sword fingers in both hands, and the volley was quickly pointed out in the air, and one after another fingers fell on the death sword network composed of the heavenly thunder sword, and he quickly saw that above the sword net, more thunder flashed, and stronger electricity surged.

The Heavenly Thunder Sword is a magic weapon refined on the basis of the Heavenly Thunder Stone, which has a natural restraining effect on ghost cultivation or even souls.

More intense screams, more terrible roars, erupted under the death sword net, and a continuous stream of powerful ghosts were hit by lightning and disappeared.

"The magic weapon of the Heavenly Thunder Attribute!"

The old monk of Tianzhi looked at the death sword net formed by Chen Hao, and the lightning flashing, and his eyes showed a solemn look.

The treasures of the Heavenly Thunder attribute are inherently useful for ghost cultivation and ghost things, and with Chen Hao's cultivation in the middle of the foundation building, the damage to the ten thousand ghosts will be even greater, if there is no other way, keep consuming like this, then after the ten thousand ghosts are extinct, it will be the time when they die.

"Everyone, we must make a hole in the sword net cast by Chen Hao Xiao'er and let the ten thousand ghosts break through, otherwise, before the true power of the ten thousand ghosts is exerted, they will be buried under Chen Hao Xiao'er's heavenly thunder attribute sword. ”

Tianzhi thought for a moment, then made up his mind and said loudly to the other eleven ghost cultivators.

"What to do, just tell me!"

Cheng Yu and the other eleven ghost cultivators didn't think about it, and answered directly.

"That's good. ”

Tianzhi stared at the vast death sword net, his eyes stared, and the green light in his eyes turned into two green lasers, which shot out from his pupils: "We use the ghost weapon in our hands, combined with the strength of twelve people, to attack one place of the sword net, which is enough to open a hole for ten thousand ghosts and let it pass smoothly." ”

"Good!"

"Understood!"

......

Cheng Yu and the other eleven ghost cultivators did not hesitate.

Swiftly.

Eleven ghost cultivators took out the ghost weapon from their bodies, but only Yin Qiu, his ghost weapon Tang Dao was smashed by Chen Hao, so he had to use the black smoke ghost qi to condense a Tang knife.

The twelve ghost cultivators mobilized all the black smoke and ghost qi left on their bodies and injected them into the ghost weapons, and immediately saw that all the ghost weapons in their hands ejected a long and pitch-black energy, exuding terrifying fluctuations.

"Do it!"

The old monk of Tianzhi roared, and the pitch-black vajra in his hand was raised high towards the sky, and the thick energy was agitated.

He stomped into the void under his feet, and his whole person turned into a streamer that went upstream, shooting towards Chen Hao's death sword net.

Immediately after, the other eleven ghost cultivators, the ghost weapons in their hands were full of energy, and they stepped on their feet fiercely, all of them rose into the air, soaring into the sky, and rushed towards the place where the old monk of Tianzhi attacked in an inclined posture.