An Zheng felt that he might never forget that day, at the foot of the mountain, there was a Taoist who was actually not very old but had a wrinkled face and died with a smile. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info countless pieces of paper separated from his body, holding hands and rushing towards the army under the command of the ghost king.

If it's just against those evil spirits, the paper people that almost fill the sky are undoubtedly their nightmares. However, the person to deal with is the ghost king. And the ghost king is the self of the Taoist ancestor in a certain period.

"Liujia and nine chapters, the sky is round. ”

The same eight words, coming out of different people's mouths.

The dense hand-in-hand paper people suddenly all began to fly back upside down, and each paper figure turned into a sharp blade and cut through Zhou Dingliu's body, and his flesh and blood were blurred for a moment. To be honest, before this second, whether it was An Zheng, Chen Shaobai or Qi Tian, they all hated these two Daoists who seemed to be extremely hypocritical. However, at the moment when the Ghost King appeared, these two Daoists immediately rushed forward without hesitation.

Perhaps, this is what they themselves say...... Duty.

Zhou Dingliu smiled miserably and said to Bai Fa: "I can't imagine that I will die before you, a short-lived ghost...... Goodbye, my ...... Brother. ”

Yu Baifa turned around, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and watched the ghost king go down the mountain: "Don't worry, I'm not much later than you." If there is also a seat for you and me in the Netherworld, you and I will join forces to do it. ”

He turned forward.

An Zheng roared loudly: "Let go of me!"

Yu Baifa almost forgot, and then remembered to free himself from the shackles for Anzheng. His middle finger and index finger were put together, and then the movement range was very small, and the feeling of being pressed by the 100,000 mountains on An Zheng's body suddenly disappeared. An Zheng's body rose into the air, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, thirty pieces of holy fish scales were stimulated from his body, and then a complete circular protective layer was formed to protect Zhou Dingliu in it.

The pieces of paper that flew back clanged against the scales of the holy fish, and it was difficult to cut into.

Halfway up the mountain, the ghost king in a green robe raised his head and looked at An Zheng. The moment he raised his head, the hair that had been hanging down to cover half of his face slipped away, revealing the left half of his face...... The hollowness of the eye socket is a black hole.

"Give me back my eyes. ”

He said.

An Zheng: "I want your life." ”

The Ghost King seemed to be silent for a moment, then reached out and pointed forward. Countless ghosts rose from the mountain and pounced towards An Zheng.

An Zheng took a deep breath, purple electricity in his left hand and red sun in his right hand, and raised his hands high. The power of the two hands fused in mid-air, and the outside of his body was surrounded by a blazing purple light. At this time, the Celestial Phantom behind him appeared again. Unlike before, this time the Celestial's phantom looked more solid, and there was an extra shield in one hand.

The purple light around An Zheng's body suddenly burst out, and the sky seemed to explode like the most gorgeous fireworks in the world.

[Divine Thunder Heavenly Expedition]!

One by one, the Jiugang Heavenly Thunder slashed down from An Zheng's body, and the scene was so shocking. And when Yu Baifa saw An Zheng use this trick, his originally pale face turned a little excited red, and his eyes were full of incredulity: "This ...... How is that possible?!"

Under the Divine Thunder Heavenly Expedition, those powerful ghosts have no place to live at all. The purple light began to spread out like a tidal wave, and soon half of the mountain was covered from the sky. Those powerful ghosts were directly bombarded and killed, and they could not be reborn forever. The power of the Divine Thunder Heavenly Expedition was too domineering, even the Great Xi Holy Emperor Chen Wunuo called it a super forbidden technique, and he couldn't create such a powerful technique when he mentioned it several times.

Of course, Chen Wunuo's lethality was definitely much stronger than An Zheng at that time, but that was because of the invincible cultivation of the Great Heaven Realm. The reason why the Divine Thunder Heavenly Expedition can be called a super forbidden technique is precisely because An Zheng at that time, with the cultivation of the Little Heaven Realm at almost the peak, he released a power close to the Great Heaven Realm.

At least half of the mountain's fierce ghosts were killed by Anzheng's god Thunder Tianzheng, and a black gossip diagram appeared on the top of the ghost king's head, and when the god thunder Tianzheng fell, the gossip diagram began to rotate, actually blocking the power of the god thunder Tianzheng. And the power on the Bagua map is very powerful, and he can completely control a larger range, but he obviously doesn't plan to do that. Those terrible ghosts were exterminated, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

"Who the fuck is this guy!"

From mid-air, Zhou Dingliu, who was protected by the scales of thirty holy fish and flew down, didn't care about the blur of flesh and blood on his body, and shouted at Yu Baifa.

Yu Baifa shook his head, his eyes were still full of incredulity: "I...... I don't know. ”

At this moment, the ghost king suddenly raised his hand and pressed it down. Then the whole earth began to shake, and the smoke and dust shook from the ground like a thick fog and then spread between the heavens and the earth. The earth began to crack, and countless hands reached out from the cracks, grabbing the ground and starting to crawl out. It was only a short moment, and I don't know how many hideous-looking skeletons or half-rotted corpses crawled out from underneath.

The most terrifying thing is that these corpses are all cultivators, and they are all strong people!

In this fairy palace, why are there so many powerful ghosts locked up?

In this Asgard Palace, why are there so many powerful corpses?

The Battle of the Immortals.

Many, many years ago, cultivators in the human realm rebelled against the tyrannical rule of Asgard. It happened that Xuanyuan and Qinglian, among the three emperors of the Immortal Palace, made a big move, and Ziluo simply sat idly by, so the cultivators and demon beasts in the human realm rushed into the Immortal Palace. Now that An Zheng saw these corpses, most of them were cultivators or demon beasts belonging to the human realm, and the other part was ...... Immortal!

Qi Tian shook his head and sighed: "Retribution is coming." ”

Chen Shaobai snorted: "Yes, retribution is coming...... The Asgard Palace appeared, and it became a battlefield between the Buddha Kingdom and Daxi. Speaking of which, is it not caused by greed? This time, I am afraid that even if Daxi and the Buddha Kingdom join forces, they will be devastated. Those corpses were all once powerful cultivators, even if they had been dead for 10,000 years, their strength was not as good as before, but they were still terrifying. ”

"Among them are immortals. ”

Qi Tian's face was very ugly and said, "Even if it's just an immortal bone, we are not opponents at all. ”

Chen Shaobai: "Even if you are not an opponent, you have to fight!"

He rushed forward brandishing a black scythe and did not regret it at all. Qi Tian scolded in a low voice that he was a fucking idiot, and then rushed forward with an iron rod. At the same time, although they didn't know what was happening, more cultivators rushed over. The first to arrive were the Daxi cultivators who had been trapped here for almost a year, and some of them were Taoists from Wudang Mountain.

A very old Daoist fell to his knees and cried to the ghost king, "Ancestor, please introspect!"

Zhou Dingliu, who was covered in blood, rushed over and pulled the old Taoist up: "Senior uncle, what's the use of you begging him now? He is no longer the ancestor of our Dao Sect, but the Ghost King!"

The old Taoist stood up, his face resolute: "He is the Ghost King, but he is also the ancestor of my Dao Sect." As Taoist descendants, we should bow down. After the salute, it is the enemy. ”

He flicked his two hands back, and when his big sleeves fluttered, a phantom many times larger than his body quickly flew out, from small to large, instantly filling the entire heaven and earth. The old Taoist turned into a giant with a body of thousands of meters, raised his feet and stepped on the ghost king: "I, the descendant of the Dao Sect of Wudang Mountain, follow the teachings of the ancestors, eliminate demons and defend the Dao, and protect the human realm!

"Yes!"

All the Taoists present, whether they were from Wudang Mountain Sanqingguan or not, all responded, and then killed the army of ghost kings all over the mountains. Those corpses are very powerful, but fortunately, they have been dead for more than 10,000 years, and their strength is not as strong as before. Among them, the remnants of those cultivators in the human realm had the largest number, but they were also the best to deal with. The most terrifying thing is that there are not many immortal bones in it.

Even after 10,000 years, the immortal bone is still not easy to break. Even if the magic weapon of the pinnacle of gold was smashed on the immortal bone, there was not even a white mark.

The old Taoist who was called his uncle by Zhou Dingliu said loudly: "If this is the disaster in the world, the beginning of the destruction of the world, my Daoist disciple should die before everyone." Wudang Mountain is immortal, and the human realm is immortal!"

"Wudang Mountain is immortal!

The disciples of the Dao Sect rushed over and fought in the sea of corpses and blood.

The old Taoist turned into a thousand-meter giant and stepped on the ghost king halfway up the mountain.

This old Taoist is the junior brother of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang Mountain, and he has lived for an unknown number of years. At this time, he was determined to die. He knew better than anyone who the Ghost King was, and he knew better than anyone else that the Ghost King knew the Dao Sect better than anyone else in their Dao Sect. Those exercises they will have, the ghost king is better at than them. And most of them were created by the ghost king himself!

"If I die for peace in the world, I will be the first to die. ”

The old Taoist stepped on it with one foot, and then stabbed it down with one hand. When the fingers were together, an illusory long sword stabbed at the Ghost King like the thunder of the Nine Heavens.

At the same time, Yu Baifa also rushed up and read a word in his mouth.

"Bing!"

Hundreds of golden-armored gods appeared and rushed towards the Ghost King.

"Bing"

The ghost king's mouth also said a word lightly, just repeated.

But in an instant, all the Golden Armor Heavenly Gods exploded, like countless fireworks. From appearance to destruction, not even a second was passed. But this short second has added a little tragedy to this war.

And at the same time as the word Ghost King came out, the long sword in the old Taoist's hand suddenly shattered. Countless fragments fell like falling stars, countless meteors, and I don't know how many cultivators were killed and how many corpses were destroyed. He doesn't seem to care about anyone's life or death at all, and there is no life or death in his eyes.

A moment later, those broken stars reformed into a long sword and fell into the hands of the Ghost King. He raised his head and looked at the old Taoist with that one-eyed man, and said in a very light but contemptuous tone: "It's too weak, it's a shame on me." ”

He lifted it up with one hand, and the long sword struck. The old Taoist drew eight gossip arrays in a row, but he still couldn't block the blow of the long sword. The long sword passed through his chest, and the old man's body shook a little, and then fell from the sky.