Chapter 800

The sound shook the sky, the clouds rolled, like the power of the sky, and the entire space seemed to be crushed under that majesty.

Mo Wen's body stiffened, and he looked at the sky in shock, and the power conveyed in the dark actually made him feel that his destiny was like this, and he had no resistance.

In the crack space, all the martial artists of Tianhua Palace stopped their movements and looked into the air in shock.

Under that power, everyone did not dare to make the slightest move.

"You stupid pigs of Tianhua Palace, you are dying, [send a few elders of Tianhua Palace to think that you can destroy the sacrifice, do you really think that this sacrificial ceremony is so simple, for the sake of the holy sacrifice, the entire ghost ghost will not hesitate to pay a price, including the strongest person in the entire ghost and ghost, the king of you."

The ghost young master Ang Tian smiled, looking at those warriors of Tianhua Palace playfully, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

A finger like a pillar of heaven suddenly poked out of the clouds in the sky and slowly pressed down to the ground. It was as if an ancient giant had stretched out a finger and was about to crush a group of tiny ants.

Mo Wen's body trembled slightly, and he was shocked to find that under that giant finger, he couldn't dodge at all, and he couldn't even move his whole body.

Moreover, the finger pointed out, and it seemed that everyone was within its attack range, and all the martial artists of the more than fifty Tianhua Palace felt a mortal danger at the same time.

In the dark space, Mo Qingge frowned slightly, and glanced at Mo Qingtian beside him.

"Oh my God, there's something going on outside, and I have to get out and see. I'll leave this beast lord to you, there's no problem, right? ”

"Sister, although I sealed my cultivation when I came out, I won't be able to even take a beast."

Mo Qingtian smiled indifferently, his body exuded an unparalleled aura, he was not under Mo Qingge, he stepped out and blocked in front of the beast owl.

"You ......"

The owl was shocked. He didn't expect that this young man who looked like a monster would have such a terrifying cultivation. Two peerless powerhouses of the Douzhuan Realm appeared in Tianhua Palace, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

Mo Qingge turned into a white light, directly breaking through the barrier of the dark space and appearing in the crack space outside.

"What kind of cultivation is that?"

Mo Wen was shocked in his heart, this kind of god-like coercion was beyond the scope of his cognition.

Do you really want to die here?

Mo Wen thought weakly, in the face of such a existence, any struggle would be futile.

At a time when everyone is feeling that death is coming. A white light pierced through the void, and in an instant, it hit the huge finger directly.

The pillar-like fingers of heaven shattered and turned into nothingness.

A figure quietly appeared in the sky above the ancient city, dressed in white, with fluttering clothes, it was Mo Qingge.

"Youwang Jiang Wei, you are still alive."

Mo Qingge's eyes passed through the void, and his white clothes fluttered. Indifferent, like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains.

In the ghosts, in addition to the commander and the great commander, there is also a unique king, named the ghost king. Maybe every time the king is different. But there is always only one Phantom King.

Jiang Wei is the king of ghosts and ghosts a hundred years ago, who has been in charge of ghosts and ghosts for hundreds of years, and has cultivated to the sky. However, one hundred and twenty years ago, Jiang Wei was ambushed by Tianhua Palace. Died at the hands of the second palace master of Tianhua Palace. The ghostly dragons have no leader, and have since disappeared until recent years. The ghost came out to move.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wei, who died in the hands of Tianhua Palace, did not die.

"Your name is Mo Qingge, the vice president of the Senate of Tianhua Palace, and it is said that you are still the most likely candidate to compete for the position of the head of the Tianhua Palace."

A voice came from the clouds, and the next moment, a dark figure appeared in the sky, the figure was virtual and real, like a changing shadow, making it impossible to see the specific appearance.

As soon as that figure appeared, his eyes were fixed on Mo Qingge, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes that was as deep as the sea, and everyone in Tianhua Palace deserved to die.

"Youwang, I'm curious, didn't you have a soul back then?" Mo Qingge was also very curious in his heart, Jiang Wei, who had been reported to have died a hundred years ago, had not died.

"The blessing of your Tianhua Palace, this king is not only not dead, but also cultivates even more. Whether Nie Wuxin's slut is still alive or not, the revenge of the year, this king will definitely get Bengali back. "Youwang Jiang Yan measured the way, when he used a secret method to deceive death, he escaped a catastrophe after nine deaths, and if he didn't take revenge, he couldn't be at peace in this life.

"King Jiang Youyou, Palace Master Nie is much better alive than you, and it was a blessing that you were lucky not to die back then. Do you want to run out and die again now? Mo Qingge said lightly.

"Haha, is it up to you?"

The Ghost King Jiang Yan suddenly laughed, looking at Mo Qingge's eyes with disdain.

"That waste of the beast owl can't even stop a woman, since that's the case, then I'll send you on your way."

The ghost king Jiang Wei stretched out his hand and flicked it, the heaven and the earth suddenly dimmed, the black clouds were filled, and a huge ghost head appeared in the air, with a bull's head, ghost eyes, and a hideous expression, his mouth was wide open, and he seemed to be able to swallow the whole world in one bite.

Whew!

The hideous ghost head roared all his life, and then bit down hard at Mo Qingge, the ghost covered the sky, cold as ice.

"Our second palace master of Tianhua Palace is also a woman, I don't know who almost died in her hands back then."

Mo Qingge slowly stretched out a white jade hand, and a holy white lotus came out of her palm, and the holy lotus turned into a shining ancient sword, and under the sword, the ghost head was split in half.

"Holy Lotus Ancient Sword, you are only a mid-stage cultivator, how can you cultivate the Holy Lotus Ancient Sword."

Jiang Wei was shocked in his heart, the Holy Lotus Ancient Sword was the great divine power of Tianhua Palace, as soon as this sword came out, he didn't know how many strong people of evil forces had been killed, as a ghostly and ghostly king, he was deeply impressed by it. However, in Tianhua Palace, except for those palace masters, I'm afraid no one can master this magical power.

With a flick of Mo Qing's finger, the snow-white Holy Lotus Ancient Sword turned into a jade dragon, went straight up to the Nine Heavens, and slammed into Jiang Xiao.

"I would like to see what realm your Holy Lotus Ancient Sword has cultivated, whether it is just a façade."

Jiang Wei snorted coldly, and the whole person suddenly became bigger, more than 100 meters in the blink of an eye, covered with layers of scales, and his arms turned into beast claws, like a wild beast. I don't know what kind of magical power this is, but there is such a vision, the ghost king Jiang Yan is full of blood, like a peerless demon king.

He threw a punch and collided with the jade dragon.

Bang!

The entire space seemed to tremble for a moment, and then collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and smoke and dust rose from the ground, and there seemed to be a mouth in the darkness, constantly devouring the surrounding space.

Mo Wen was horrified to find that the entire crack space was actually reduced by half because of the collision between Mo Qingge and the Ghost King Jiang Wei.

Fortunately, the central ancient city is located in the center of the rift space, and although the surrounding space has all collapsed, only this place has not been affected.

However, if the two of them continued to fight, he dared to guarantee that this crack space would definitely not last long.

The Ghost King Jiang Yan smashed the Holy Lotus Ancient Sword with one punch, and he himself retreated a few hundred meters violently, almost up and down.

He was a cultivator at the peak of Douzhuan, two realms higher than Mo Qingge, but under one blow, he didn't have the upper hand.

"Damn it!"

Youwang Jiang Wei looked at the half-collapsed space, his face instantly became extremely gloomy, and he looked at Mo Qingge coldly, not daring to fight indiscriminately.

"Why, only now did you think that this space would collapse completely?" Mo Qingge said lightly.

She doesn't care, the crack space collapses, she can retreat with all the people of Tianhua Palace, with her cultivation, it is not difficult to escape.

But the ghosts were different, once the rift space collapsed, it would be impossible for their holy sacrifice to continue.

"Hmph, don't think you can threaten me."

The Ghost King Jiang Wei snorted coldly, and suddenly reached out to grab it, and the dark space composed of the Spirit Treasure Ten Thousand Soul Flags in the distance suddenly shattered, and a dark banner flew out of it and landed in the hands of the Ghost King Jiang Wei.

The ghost king Jiang Wei is the king of ghosts, and the Spirit Treasure Ten Thousand Soul Banner is naturally in his hands.

The Holy Sacrifice is a matter of great importance to the ghosts, and it is naturally impossible not to be prepared. As soon as the Lingbao Ten Thousand Soul Banner fell into the hands of the Ghost King Jiang Wei, it released a thousand rays of light.

The flag turned into a canopy, and the wind rolled down, enveloping the entire ancient city.

At the same time, huge stone pillars with a diameter of several kilometers and like heavenly pillars drilled out of the ground, surrounding the entire ancient city, and there were one hundred and eight of them.

Each stone pillar was carved with mysterious runes, and one hundred and eight stone pillars were connected together to form a huge formation.

"Netherworld Ghost Array."

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Qingge's eyes, there was actually a hidden underworld fierce array around the ancient city, this formation was not easy to arrange, and the ghost ghost really did not hesitate to pay for this holy sacrifice.

"You have a vision."

The Ghost King Jiang Wei glanced at Mo Qingge in surprise, never thought that she actually knew this formation, in fact, the ghost ghost did not have the arrangement method of this Netherworld Ghost Formation before. In order to cooperate with the holy sacrifice, the upper realm taught him this formation from the next boundary.

Originally, he thought that no one in Tianhua Palace should be able to know this formation, and I am afraid that the palace master of Tianhua Palace may not know it, but this Mo Qingge can see it at a glance.

"No wonder the ghost has paid such a big price, and even you, who have been hidden for a hundred years, have come forward in person, I'm afraid this matter has something to do with the underworld, right?"

Mo Qingge's face became slightly solemn, the matter involved the underworld, so it was not simple.

"You Tianhua Palace have been the master for so many years, you should be enough."

The ghost king smiled evilly, and waved the spirit treasure ten thousand soul banner in his hand, and suddenly the yin wind rose, and one after another netherworld qi drilled out from the ground, and the madness permeated.

Originally, there was no moon in the rift space, but at this time, a full moon appeared in the sky, but the moon was not white, but blood-colored.

A figure like a peerless demon came out of the blood moon, like the demon king of hell, and an incomparable evil aura enveloped the entire ancient city, and everyone couldn't help but shudder.

"Nether Celestial Ghost!" Mo Qingge's face was extremely solemn. (To be continued......)