After the ghost fire burned, the black liquid transformed by the eleven ghost cultivators was still constantly condensed by the ghost fire, and slowly changed shape.

to the end.

In front of the old monk Tianzhi, the black liquid was actually condensed into a ghost head stick, the pitch-black body of the stick was as black as ink, flashing with the light of the cold, and the head of the stick was a ghost head with teeth and claws, hideous and abnormal, extremely terrifying.

Looking at the ghost head stick, the green light flashed in the eyes of the old monk of Tianzhi, stretched out the right palm that was full of black smoke and pale and bloodless, and without hesitation, he directly grabbed the handle of the ghost head stick, and his five fingers were clenched, as if he could feel the soul fluctuations of the eleven ghost cultivators.

"Chen Hao'er, you let my eleven fellow Daoists in the early stage of foundation building sacrifice and die, this account, my Yama Realm will definitely get it back, you wait, a month later, it will be your death!"

The old monk of Tianzhi opened his eyes wide, roared loudly, held the ghost head stick in his palm, and the black smoke rolled all over his body, surging into the ghost head, making the whole ghost head stick black light, and the black smoke and ghost energy were tumbling endlessly.

Immediately, I saw that among the seven orifices of the ghost head stick, a large amount of ghost fire light suddenly erupted, forming a huge ghost head, condensed on the ghost head at the top of the ghost head stick, exuding extremely terrifying fluctuations.

"The idea is good, but now you can't see it!"

The corner of Chen Hao's mouth sneered.

However, his eyes shrank obviously, and the cold aura on the ghost-headed stick was deeply felt even if he stood at a height of ten meters. Moreover, the ghost fire light spewed out from the ghost head stick also gave Chen Hao a great pressure, it seemed that the ghost head formed by the ghost fire light was extremely powerful, compared to the three swords of the Heavenly Thunder Sword, it was not much better, and even a little higher.

However, he did not hesitate, and pointed his sword with both hands at the forty-eight sword rays that were almost condensed into one, and pointed out in the air in succession.

When he landed, the forty-eight swords emitted a monstrous light, the fierce aura on them became stronger, and the encirclement formed was even narrower, and one more step would make the old monk of Tianzhi have no way to escape.

"With my eleven colleagues escorting, watch me break your barrier!"

The old monk of Tianzhi raised his eyes and looked at Chen Hao, and snorted coldly.

Then, he grabbed the ghost head stick in his right hand, condensed the strength of his whole body, shook it wildly, and swung it fiercely at the Heavenly Thunder Sword that was gradually approaching and condensed into one.

Rumble!

On top of the ghost head stick, the huge ghost head condensed by the strange light of the ghost fire, in an instant, hit the encirclement of the forty-eight sword rays, and the monstrous roar was as soft as water waves, with the ghost head as the center, waving in all directions.

At the same time, the dark ghost fire and the sword aura and the sword light with turbulent energy were all shattered into terrifying overflowing energy, centered on the place where the ghost head fell, whistling and scattering, rolling the wind, blowing up the stones and stone powder on the ground of the crumbling bluestone bricks, which filled the sword circle, like a haze, and there was no outside situation in sight.

"Click!"

The ghost head and the sword slammed together, and in just a breath, the sound of shattering suddenly sounded.

Immediately, I saw that on the ghost head condensed by the strange light of the ghost fire, on the sword ring formed by the condensation of forty-eight sword rays, from the place of bombardment, small cracks gradually appeared, and the cracks were like spider webs, slowly spreading, and gradually, the entire ghost head, all the sword rays, all crawled full of cracks.

to the end.

"Bang!"

The huge ghost head condensed by the strange light of the ghost fire shattered violently, and the huge encirclement formed by the forty-eight sword rays shattered violently.

The terrifying fragment energy was like a violent wind, raging the surrounding air, rubbing and crackling, and more like countless carving knives, desperately scraping the bluestone brick floor, digging huge holes, and cutting off the stone dust that filled the sky.

"Here's your chance!"

The old monk of Tianzhi saw that the sword was all shattered, the green light flashed in his eyes, and the pale and bloodless old face showed joy, he took a deep breath of black smoke and ghost qi, grabbed the ghost head stick in his palm, and directly flashed his figure, identified a direction, and burst away, wanting to escape from the range of Tianque Peak.

Above the sky, Chen Hao saw the sword shattering, and his eyes were suddenly stunned.

Although he had a premonition in his heart, he was a little unbelievable when he really saw it. With his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, the sword mang was no longer at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, and every sword mang, comparable to the full force of the peak of the early stage of foundation building.

However, such a powerful combination of forty-eight swords was actually broken by the old monk Tianzhi alone, which was indeed extremely extraordinary and incredible, and the biggest reason may be the ghost head stick in his hand.

Chen Hao thought of this, his eyes flashed, and he took a deep look at the ghost head stick in the hand of the old monk of Tianzhi who fled with a blast.

Then, he commanded with his two-handed sword and quickly clicked on the shattered Heavenly Thunder Sword.

"Nine turns of the Xuanji Sword, the second turn!"

The cold voice contained a boundless murderous aura, which came directly from Chen Hao's mouth.

Immediately, in the midst of the stone powder, the sword body of the Heavenly Thunder Sword trembled suddenly, and a ray of light separated from it, reforming the forty-eight swords.

At the same time, the aura in the heaven and earth was like a thousand streams returning to the sea, flowing towards the Heavenly Thunder Sword and the forty-eight sub-swords, and in an instant, the Heavenly Thunder Sword and the forty-eight sub-swords were popping out again, exuding a terrifying sword aura.

"Edict!"

Chen Hao's sword fingers in both hands suddenly struck, and forty-nine swords shot up with forty-nine sword rays, penetrating the vast stone powder, and shooting towards the old monk of Tianzhi who was holding a ghost-headed stick.

On the way, the forty-nine swords changed their form and became a giant sword composed entirely of forty-nine swords.

"Ma, in such a situation, before he escaped from Tianque Peak, I am afraid that he will be caught up by this damn Chen Hao's sword. ”

Feeling the strength on his back, the old monk Tianzhi's eyes flashed green, and he groaned in his heart.

After a while, he turned his head suddenly, and threw the ghost head stick in his hand angrily, throwing it behind him fiercely, and suddenly, the ghost head stick turned into a shining black light, cutting through the sky, and shot towards the giant sword composed of forty-nine sword rays.

In an instant, we met!

Rumble!

The ghost head stick and the giant sword collided together, and a loud bang broke out directly, and the terrifying energy overflowed, sweeping all around, shaking the heavens and the earth, making the entire sky become rippled.

After a second of stalemate, the giant sword composed of forty-nine sword rays began to collapse, and on the opposite side of it, the ghost head stick that was burned by a ghost cultivator burned itself also began to collapse, and the old monk of Tianzhi, after throwing out the ghost head stick, did not look back, directly stepped on the void, ran quickly, and dragged a long black smoke tail behind him.

"I actually gave up the weapons formed by the sacrifice of eleven ghost cultivators, and exchanged for the instant escape time, which was really decisive, but it was also over!"

When Chen Hao saw this scene, the light flashed in his eyes, he snorted lightly in his mouth, and instantly raised his right hand.