Chapter 792 The Ghost Golden Sheep appeared, and Liang Xidu entered a cool water that belonged to the true power into Qing Yue's body. Her face returned to normal slightly.

It's just that the temperature around is too high, even if there is Liang Xi's water true power, Qingyue can't hold on for too long.

"This steam-" Stuck to these silk-like steam, no matter how you pull it, Liang Xi's snort gradually increased, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense.

The evil eyes, which were originally blue and red, flickered a few times, and suddenly turned completely blood-red.

The depressed feeling in my heart burst out all at once, like a volcano that had accumulated for hundreds of years, and finally found a breakthrough and gushed out at once.

"Get out of here!"

Liang Xi shouted, and his whole body flashed with dazzling golden light.

The golden light shot out in all directions, like sharp blades.

The originally viscous steam was hit by the golden light, and it was suddenly torn to shreds like the most brittle cloth.

Liang Xi stared at the blood-red eyes, and the Tianyuan Reverse Blade didn't need to be used, and directly grabbed it with five fingers in front of him.

The steam that had barely been able to be cut with the Tian Yuan Reverse Blade before was torn into countless pieces by Liang Xi's claws.

A gap suddenly appeared in the tangled and tightly clumped steam.

"The ghost is in—" Liang Xi's range of what he could see at the moment, for some reason, was farther than seeing with his evil eye.

Soon he locked on to the location of the ghost inscription.

"Bear with me a little longer, let's go out!" Liang Xi lowered his head and whispered to Qing Yue.

Qing Yue inadvertently raised his head and saw Liang Xi's blood-colored eyes, and his heart thumped.

This feeling has come up for the second time.

Liang Xi was free from the violent aura in his blood-colored eyes, and Qing Yue just glanced at him, and felt that the blood in his whole body was solidified.

Liang Xi let out a low roar in his throat, and the golden light in his whole body flashed again.

The dazzling golden light was like the sun, and the steam gathered around the two of them was suddenly washed clean, revealing a large gap.

Ghost Ming looked up and saw the movement in mid-air, his face showed a look of surprise, and he hurriedly thrust the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword into the ground a little deeper: "Ghost Golden Sheep!

"Die!" Liang Xi shouted, a strong qi burst out from him, and in the blink of an eye, he flew in front of Ghost Ming, who was a hundred meters away from him.

Because the speed and power were so great, the golden trail he had just flown was hanging in mid-air, and after a few moments, the corresponding ground directly below the trajectory exploded.

Seeing Liang Xi's eyes like flowing blood clots, the hairs on Ghost Ming's whole body stood up.

He could swear that although he was in the ghost realm and was used to seeing all kinds of terrifying creatures, Liang Xi's eyes full of anger were enough to make all the ghosts he had ever seen collapse to the ground.

The golden light emitted from Liang Xi's fingertips was like substance, stabbing Ghost Ming almost unable to open his eyes.

A cold, tingling sensation came from his throat.

"It's over!" Ghost Ming's heart was full of despair.

When Liang Xi's fingertips were less than a finger's width away from the major artery on Ghost Ming's neck, a white light suddenly shot out from the ground.

The light pointed directly at Liang Xi's fingertips.

There was a crisp sound of the bell, and when Bai Guang and Liang Xi's fingertips collided, there was a crisp sound that only the impact of gold and stone would have.

In the splash of sparks, Liang Xi was forced to take a few steps back.

There was a feeling of soreness in his right arm, and his thumb, index and middle fingers were so numb that he didn't feel it for a while.

Liang Xi looked intently and saw a small hole the size of a finger broken in the ground under Ghost Ming's feet, and the white light just now shot out of it.

There was a sudden surge beneath the rock formations on the surface, as if water were boiling.

"It's coming out!"

Feeling that calamity-like power surging from the soles of his feet again, Liang Xi's brows furrowed slightly, and his body flashed towards Ghost Ming again.

When the ghost golden sheep comes out, it will be difficult to kill the ghost Ming again.

Finally, there was a chance to kill one of the eight ghost kings in the ghost world, and Liang Xi definitely didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Puff puff!

There were four soft sounds on the ground at the same time, and four white rays of light shot out, shooting towards Liang Xi's forehead, throat, chest, and lower abdomen.

Seeing that his fingers could pierce Ghost Ming's throat a little further, Liang Xi gritted his teeth hatefully, his body retreated rapidly, protecting Qing Yue in his arms, and with the palm flipped, Tian Yuan's reverse blade slashed through a golden arc of light, forming a fan in front of him.

Bang Bang!

Four crisp sounds rang out, piercing through the thick steam and spreading deeper into the cavern.

Liang Xi felt as if his arm had been hit four times by a big stone, Tian Yuan's reverse blade trembled, his arm was sore, and he could barely hold the long sword, and a row of shining sparks flashed out of Tian Yuan's reverse blade, almost out of his hand.

Liang Xi's body was even more knocked back by these four thin white rays, and he retreated dozens of meters in a row, and his feet swept out two deep ravines on the ground.

By the time he stopped, his legs were sunk to the ground below the knees.

Seeing Liang Xi being shaken back, Ghost Ming's heart was already pounding.

Before I knew it, I was sweating profusely, and the main bones of my body seemed to have been pulled out.

If he hadn't been holding the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword now, he would probably have collapsed to the ground.

"Ghost Golden Sheep-" Ghost Ming trembled his pale lips, holding the hilt of the sword with his only remaining right hand, he had already lost his initial swagger, "Come out!"

With a bang, the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword was pulled up from the ground by him.

The Heavenly Hell Flame Sword was like the last seal to prevent the Ghost Golden Sheep from appearing.

As the Heavenly Hell Flame Sword was pulled out of the ground inch by inch, black and white intertwined smoke gushed out from the ground, forming a huge mushroom cloud.

The ground was also like a lid that had been lifted, and one end was upturned upwards with a clattering sound, and two small hills of gray-black objects like mountains of the ground topped over the ground and slowly emerged.

Liang Xi's body staggered, almost didn't stand firm, and hurriedly jumped backwards with Qingyue in his arms.

But the overturned ground still sank towards him like a monstrous giant.

"Broken!"

Liang Xi snorted softly, and Tian Yuan reversed his blade upward.

The golden light swept away like a whip, slamming into the tumbling ground.

A golden crack spread down from the top of this rock, and suddenly the golden crack shone with a dazzling light, and the crack, which was originally only one, quickly spread like a branch, and in a moment's effort, the overturned ground rock was covered with cobweb-like cracks.

There was a loud bang, and the rock layer on the ground up to 100 meters high suddenly shattered into countless pieces, falling down from mid-air, the sound was as amazing as a 100-meter waterfall, and the huge roar shook people's eardrums.

Looking at the two blue-black curved horns with a height of at least thirty meters in front of him, Liang Xi took a deep breath: "When I saw the stone statue before, I expected that the twenty-eight stars would not be small, but I didn't expect the ghost golden sheep to be so big, just a pair of horns, it looks like a small mountain!"