Chapter 75: Old Ghost of the Ghost Sect

This laughter sounded like it came from the incomparably cold Nine Shadows, and people couldn't help but shiver when they heard it.

An eerie ghostly aura quietly appeared like a cold mist.

The cold mist dissipated, and a thin figure appeared in front of Luo Shitian with a ghostly light in his eyes.

"Luo Shitian sees Elder Taishang!"

When Luo Shitian saw the visitor, he was overjoyed, and he hurriedly bowed and made a big salute.

The thin figure that appeared was none other than one of the two remaining Supreme Elders of the Ghost Sect, and it was also the refiner of the Ghost Umbrella, the Ghost Three Thousand.

"Three thousand ghosts!"

After Bai Lizhong saw the three thousand ghosts, he was shocked in his heart and couldn't help but speak.

Not only Bai Lizhong, but even the deputy sect master of the Yun Sect was also stunned in his heart!

Ghost Three Thousand has been famous for a long time, and as early as fifty years ago, he was already a strong Heavenly Realm Grandmaster, and as a master of the Ghost Sect, he once killed nearly ten Heavenly Realm Grandmasters.

You must know that every Heavenly Realm Grandmaster is an invincible existence, and he has killed nearly ten Grandmasters, so you can imagine his methods.

If it weren't for the Dragon Alliance gathering a large number of strong people to make the ghosts three thousand jealous, he would not have hidden.

Nearly fifty years have passed, and I can't imagine that three thousand ghosts have reappeared in the world.

"Could it be that the Dragon Alliance really doesn't care, has it really forgotten the bloody storm fifty years ago?" Baili Zhong's heart was sad.

Jiang Dong saw Bai Lizhong's dejection, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Ghost three thousand is the real killing move, as for Yin Yuankui and Luo Futian, or the people of Yunzong, they are just foils." ”

"I have known the ghost three thousand for a long time, I want to kill Qin Lang, and he wants to seize the West Mountain containing a rich aura, Qin Lang will die!"

Jiang Dong laughed, and his figure flashed, like a breeze, falling from the high mountain.

"Ghost senior, Jiangdong is polite!"

Jiang Dong walked through the orchard and came directly to the field, he said to the ghost three thousand greetings, and then swept Qin Lang with a cold gaze.

"Qin Lang, do you recognize me Jiangdong?" Jiangdong carried his hands behind his back, like a cold demon god.

Qin Lang blocked the Qin family behind him, glanced at Jiang Dong lightly, and said softly: "Oh, Jiang family Jiangdong, what's the matter? Do you think that after getting the inheritance of an immortal demon soldier, you think that you can cover the sky with one hand?"

How vicious is his eyesight?

Qin Lang could see at a glance that Jiangdong had obtained the inheritance of the demon soldier, but that demon soldier seemed to have left some magic weapon, which made him so rampant.

A demon soldier, according to the division of the Water Blue Star Realm, should be the Lingyuan realm, and it is also the peak of the foundation building realm in the divine domain, not yet the Jindan realm.

Jiang Dong smiled coldly and said: "More than 20 lives of the Jiang family have lost their lives at your hands, so let's keep the Qin family for burial today!"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Yang Xinyan's body.

"However, your opponent is the ghost three thousand seniors, not me!" Jiang Dong smiled gloomily, like a devil from hell.

The figure of the ghost three thousand, like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of Qin Lang, he smiled solemnly, "Qin Lang, the sect master of this sect died in your hands, although he is not a weapon, but after all, he is the sect master of this sect, I will kill you today and take away the place of your holy gate, saying that I have not done it for decades, my muscles and bones are a little inflexible." ”

Qin Lang glanced at the ghost three thousand lightly, and said, "A person who is about to die dares to come out and spread wild, is there no one in the ghost sect?"

"Hehe, I hope you'll be so hard-mouthed after a while!" Ghost Sanqian smiled and stretched out his claws, like a sickle for his life, and went straight to Qin Lang's door.

The ghost three thousand have been famous for a long time, and the means are naturally unpredictable, and the claws carry the cold sound of the wind, which is enough to shatter the boulder.

Soul Chaser!

Fifty years ago, Ghost Sanqian relied on this ruthless stunt to kill three grandmasters.

The scene of Qin Lang killing Yin Yuankui, the ghost Sanqian also saw it in his eyes, and he also knew Qin Lang's strength.

Therefore, he became famous as soon as he came up, and he was unrelenting!

Seeing that the ghost three thousand took the lead and was extremely ruthless, Baili Zhong couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this.

"The ghost three thousand have been famous for decades, although he can't hide, but his strength is undoubted, he was a strong man in the grandmaster realm fifty years ago, and now I am afraid that he has already stepped out of the heavens and become a strong man in the Lingyuan realm!"

Bai Lizhong sighed.

"Qin Lang Young Sect Master, no matter how powerful he is, after all, his foundation is shallow, how can the Holy Gate be able to defeat the Ghost Sect. ”

He was sad and regretful.

Although Qin Lang killed Huang Qi and Jiang Nan, but one yard is one yard, as a strong man, he naturally has the meaning of love and pity.

The deputy sect master of the Yun Sect hid in the dark, staring at Qin Lang with his eyes, and said: "The three thousand ghosts who have been hidden for decades have all made a move, and this conflict will naturally end, but the people of this sect can't die in vain, and after the three thousand ghosts kill Qin Lang, they will definitely kill the people of the Holy Gate, and if they don't stay, they will leave the troubles in the future." ”

The people of the Holy Gate, when they fought with the powerhouses of the Ghost Sect, the Deputy Sect Master of the Cloud Sect could also see it clearly.

Although there are not many people in the Holy Gate, and the realm is not high, they are all strong, and they don't want to die when they fight.

Such a person, once the grass is cut and not rooted, then it will definitely be endless!

"Obey, Deputy Sect Master!" said the Cloud Sect powerhouse.

Qin Lang snorted coldly and said lightly: "A pair of broken claws, they also want to take my life!"

Syllable!

A snapping of fingers rang clearly in the ears of the three thousand ghosts.

Hearing this, Ghost Sanqian's body paused slightly, and then his face changed greatly, and the ghost qi in his body burst out, like a flood rushing.

A snap of your fingers breaks people's hearts!

However, as ghost cultivators and demon cultivators, due to the special nature of the cultivation exercises, the killing technique among the thirty-six killing techniques did not have an obvious impact on their mental veins.

The ghostly spirit is rushing, like the roar of the wind in the night.

Qin Lang couldn't imagine that the Ghost Three Thousand Cultivation Technique was so weird, and it could greatly reduce the power of the Killing Technique, so he couldn't help but glance at him at the moment.

However, it's just a good look!

Qin Lang suddenly made a move, and his right hand, which was faster than lightning, was like a divine dragon wandering in the wind, and unexpectedly grabbed the right arm of Ghost Sanqian.

"Aren't you a great claw? Then I'll cut off your arm and your claw today!"

As he spoke, a mist of blood splattered.

"Ahh

Qin Lang ripped off the ghost Sanqian's right arm!

"Qin Lang, if you dare to break my arm, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes!" Ghost Sanqian shouted angrily.

How can he not be angry?

He has been through countless tragic battles, when was he so vulnerable?

A right arm, if you say no, it's gone, for the ghost Sanqian, his heart is not fear, but boundless anger.

"Old ghost, even if you don't come, I will go to the Ghost Sect to slaughter you!" Qin Lang's eyes were fierce.

At this time, his fist appeared in the Oni 3000-faced Gate.

Seeing this, Ghost Sanqian hurriedly blocked with his left arm, and suddenly, he was hit in the lower abdomen, and his body was like a stone, and he was directly kicked away and hit the mountain not far away.

Bang!

The mountain collapsed, and the shattered stones instantly buried the body of the ghost Sanqian.

"Jiangdong, your people kidnapped Shu Qing, it's really an unforgivable crime!" Qin Lang's gaze turned to Jiangdong, who was stunned and frightened, and said coldly.

Jiang Dong clenched his hands into fists and said: "If you don't avenge your family, what face does you have standing between heaven and earth? You also killed Luan Ge, she is my wife!"

"Do you know how many people want to kill you? The people of the Dragon Alliance want to kill you, the Zheng family wants to kill you, Jiang Huaqing wants to kill you, and the people of the Yunzong also want to kill you, you have offended so many people, you deserve to die!"

"The Ghost Sect has no brains, it's just the first wave of cannon fodder, and now you can't get out here, the Yunding Group, the Song family and the Leng family are all unable to protect themselves at this time!"

"Qin Lang, they will not only die because of you, but also ruin their families!"

Jiang Dong laughed, and at the same time, the momentum on his body began to rise.

A demonic aura was revealed, like the breath from ancient times, with the meaning of flood and killing.

"I have obtained the inheritance of the demon god, so I'll let you see it today!"

Jiang Dong's body jumped up, and a giant hammer appeared in his hand.

There is a demonic aura lingering on the giant hammer, which looks palpitating.

His realm is growing rapidly, and the Grandmaster Beginner... Grandmaster Intermediate Rank... Grandmaster Advanced...

With the wanton spread of demonic energy, Jiangdong's realm grew all the way to the peak of the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster!

At this moment, the stones exploded in the distance, and the ghost three thousand flew out of it!

"Qin Lang!

The ghost three thousand sacrificed a long sword, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, spitting out the snake letter and biting Qin Lang!

Wow!

The sound of air tearing.

A giant hammer fell from the sky, smashing the air and stirring up a boundless wave of air!