Chapter 32, The Storm Comes

I saw that Chen Shanhe fell to the side of Venerable Maha at some point, protecting his back, and then the black whirlwind swept across the lower half of Chen Shanhe's body, with a strange sound of satisfying hiccups in the click. But in the black whirlwind, there was a row of white bone teeth made of sharp blades and scimitars, gnawing and biting the flesh and blood of the lower half of Chen Shanhe's body.

Looking at the pitiful few pieces of bright red flesh hanging on the pale thigh bones and calf bones of his junior brother's lower body, Venerable Maha was stunned, and he roared angrily

"Demons, come to life,"

With this roar, the sharp blade of the demon slaying and demon slaying ----------- the righteous sword in the evil that the Lord specially gifted, and the purple thunder light burst into the sky, forming a purple pillar of light with a radius of ten zhang.

In the pillar of light, the purple thunder light reflected the Maha Venerable like a god, with a solemn face, holding this heavy sword of punishment and evil, Maha Venerable, scanning the white bones around and the ghost king hiding somewhere, as if looking at the contempt of ants.

Mastering this power far beyond himself, and feeling this earth-shattering sword intent in advance, Maha Venerable closed his eyes, as if he saw himself stepping into the sky, slaying demons and demons, and seeing the owner of this sword in the past slash into the demon realm with a single sword, without the domineering and self-confidence of an opponent. In the face of this White Bone Ghost King, whose strength realm is stronger than his own, yes, at this moment, Venerable Maha is also full of this incomparable self-confidence.

The White Bone Ghost King has eaten so many lives these days, gained so much white bone power, and his strength has also recovered about thirty percent of the past, which is almost equivalent to the realm of Buddhism's wisdom, Maha Venerable, that is, Zhao Wouji, the leader of the Daomen, the first person of the younger generation, and his strength is naturally the strong of the younger generation, and he has cultivated to the initial level of the elixir, which is equivalent to the Wukong of Buddhism.

However, this evil sword is a famous magic weapon in the world, it is the treasure of the seventh generation of the master, and it is the murderous thing that kills the demon world trembling and kneeling and begging for mercy.

The power of a sword, it can be seen that turning a third-rate into a second-rate peak, coupled with the incomparable restraint of the righteous sword itself on the ghosts and monsters in the evil spirit, the purple thunder light pillar quickly expanded and became larger, within the range, all the white bones were swept away, the heavens and the ground and the ground, the ghost whirlwind disappeared in an instant, this is the righteous sword in the evil spirit, all ghosts and evils were destroyed.

The thunder light gradually dissipated, and pieces of black fly ash debris the size of goose feathers floated in the sky, which was the remnants of those white bones destroyed by the thunder light, and the black fly ash debris like flying snow was enough time for a stick of incense, accumulating a foot thick ash layer within a radius of ten miles.

On this layer of ash more than a foot thick, stepping on a clearly visible footprint, Venerable Maha supported this body with some spiritual overdraft, and struggled to collect the remains and relics of the junior disciples, before coming, a group of more than a dozen people, and now except for himself and Chen Shanhe, who was seriously injured and unconscious, everyone else was killed by the ghost king.

Looking back at the surroundings, there seemed to be something moving in the scorched gray layer, Maha Venerable was shocked, his current state of serious injury could not deal with that powerful demon, and the righteous sword in the evil spirit could not be activated in a short time, tightly held the flying sword in his hand, his face was serious, and he slowly turned around. I saw an amazing scene in front of me.

It turned out to be a few saplings that were growing rapidly, and between breaths, the saplings that had just drilled out a layer of ash more than a foot thick had grown more than a foot taller, such an astonishing speed made Venerable Maha think that it was not a demon doing evil, but after careful observation, it turned out that there was a lot of spiritual power in the ashes of the white bone ghost king, and those trees that had been destroyed before but whose roots were still there were cultivated with this spiritual power, such an abnormal thing happened.

"This ash of the White Bone Ghost King actually has such a miraculous effect, if it is used to cultivate spiritual grass and spiritual flowers, wouldn't it..."

However, as soon as his body moved, a killing machine from a distance made his heart alarmed, another ghost king, no, this is more terrifying than the ghost king, Maha Venerable thought in his heart

The figure quickly retreated dozens of zhang, according to the direction from which the killing machine came, the Maha Venerable looked at the black fog that rushed to the sky of the Black Stone Mountain thoughtfully, the terrible killing machine just now disappeared in a flash, he could be sure that the killing machine was the mysterious and unpredictable ghost king, but why didn't he do it, this is not more than a hundred miles away from the Black Stone Mountain, so far away from the ghost king of my Xudu but the distance between breaths, kill yourself, take away the righteous sword in the evil spirit, this is a great opportunity to hit the human race.

Yes, this is a great opportunity to fight the human race, but the ghost king of Xudu has to cancel this plan, don't say anything at the moment, in his heart, this ghost king is not completely sure of holding his life.

I saw that the ghost king in a black brocade robe was sitting on a pure gold throne, and dozens of civil and military people below were tremblingly arranging in two rows, and next to the throne, a drunk young swordsman who was holding a wine jug and pouring it violently put his hand on the shoulder of the ghost king at will.

''Wine Sword Immortal?' the Ghost King asked hesitantly

The young swordsman smiled and did not speak, he waved his hand, as if he was making a gesture to chase flies, only to see that the dome and walls of this ghostly black stone hall were instantly torn apart.

Looking at the subordinates of the ghost generals and ghost soldiers below who were fleeing for their lives or watching, there was no expression on the dark face of the ghost king of Xudu, but the look of dejection was very obvious.

"Damn, I'm not reconciled, my strength hasn't recovered to its peak yet, and I haven't done something big in the human race" The ghost king of Xudu was extremely unwilling in his heart, and the ghost claws hanging on both sides of the throne were tightly clenched, he wanted to roar and tear apart the human swordsman in front of him with one claw, but the swordsman hand that was placed on his shoulder at random brought him so terrible that he didn't even dare to say that this hand was slapped away.

"Don't kill me, leave me alive, I have a secret story about the human race and treasures to exchange," the Ghost King said nervously

"No need, I'll just take it myself," this time the wine sword fairy said slowly

"No, don't," the Ghost King pleaded

I saw that the hand of the Wine Sword Immortal on the shoulder of the Xudu Ghost King suddenly exerted force, and a visible Dao aura instantly enveloped the Ghost King's body, and when he was about to let out a miserable scream, under the power of the Dao Law, the body of the Xudu Ghost King shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned from a body nearly eight feet tall into an inch of villain.

Ignoring the inch of the ghost king in his palm and kneeling to beg for mercy, the wine sword fairy said "receive" to the ghost king who was weak and dusty at the moment

With the disappearance of the Ghost King of Xudu, the Flying Ghost Realm on the Black Stone Mountain also collapsed rapidly, but the Wine Sword Immortal who was watching all this in mid-air did not look proud and happy, in the eyes of his Tianmu God, dozens of demon attacks were happening all over this Xuanguang Continent.