A young man in Tsing Yi was suspended in the sky, silently staring at the sword qi, which was a piece of gray flesh and blood.

That's his best.

The mana of the whole body is condensed into one point, and he doesn't even want to maintain the basic stealth spell, he wants to pour out all the power and turn it into an attack.

"The ghost road, dangerous and weird, there is still something to be desired."

Jiang Ding looked at a void.

Transparent and hazy, an old man in a black robe appeared, his left arm was broken at the root, turning into gray ash, his face was extremely pale, his skin was covered with bones, his body was translucent, and many ghosts inside disappeared unconsciously.

The chest cavity is even more empty.

"Who are you......"

"Seven Feathered Swords!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor roared viciously, but he was stunned, looking at the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him in disbelief, comparing it repeatedly, it was indeed the one in the intelligence.

"The middle stage of foundation building!"

His consciousness swept away, and his heart couldn't help but turn over the river and the sea, and countless miscellaneous thoughts were born.

"I've seen the Hundred Ghost Ancestor."

"I haven't seen it for eighteen years, and it's really the same."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "When you thought about the Nine Heavens Ruins, you told me that you were looking forward to the next time you met me, just like yesterday." ”

Rumble!

The overwhelming magnetic field induced a dotted line-like formation appeared, spreading in all directions, and a blue flying sword emerged in the formation, dominating its absolute center.

Under the action of the ampere force of magnetic field and electric current, in the loud sound that shook the sky, the speed of the flying sword was blessed to the limit and disappeared within the range of divine consciousness.

The terrifying shattering sword intent permeated all directions, locking the soul.

"This flying sword ......"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't believe that such a flying sword belonged to a mid-foundation building monk, and he said angrily: "Junior, I don't know whether you live or die, don't you think you can eat the ancestor?!" ”

"Black Soul Banner!"

He opened his mouth and spit out, a palm-sized black banner flew out of it, rising to the size of ten zhang, the pitch-black flag rolled, and the overwhelming torrent of powerful ghosts flew out of it, the most important ones were the late stage of Qi training, and it was not uncommon to build the base layer, and the cold formations were all over the sky, and they were spread out.

Among them, the most terrifying is the ghost king of the four early breaths of Jindan!

They are all tall and tall, with green faces and fangs, each holding a gun, axe, and halberd, and the four ghost weapons, and in every move, they each pull the power of the group of foundation building ghosts and ghost pawns under their command, smashing an area at every turn, shattering the living souls to death, and the souls are torn and enslaved, and it is difficult to reincarnate.

"Kill me!"

The ancestor of the hundred ghosts waved the ten-zhang long flag, like the commander of ten thousand armies, and he had his own handsome banner to watch Erlang take the head of the enemy's general.

Roar!

The four ghost kings roared in unison, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the spear, axe, and halberd were enlarged to more than ten zhang in size, and together with the ghost generals under their command, the sword light and sword shadow were a little to the center, and they smashed down suddenly.

Bite!

A blue flying sword suddenly appeared in the empty void, and it was always so straight to kill, colliding with the spears and axes of the four ghost generals.

Sparks splash everywhere, and the aura is shattered!

A sharp metallic tremble sounded in all directions, enough to pierce the Qi cultivator's eardrums.

"That's a lot of strength!"

The aura of the four ghost kings dropped suddenly, and a look of horror appeared in their huge pupils.

When I looked down, I saw that a thumb-sized hole appeared on my giant pillar-like spear, axe, halberd, and ghost weapon, which was pierced out, and it was all supported by the thick leather of the ghost weapon.

There was even a sword qi containing the meaning of destruction swept in, and was scattered around by them, and hundreds of ghost soldiers of the Qi Cultivation Realm were affected by this, screaming miserably, turning into ashes and dissipating.

"Not bad."

"The four ghost kings joined forces with the help of the military formation, which is also considered a strong one among the monks in the middle of the Jindan, if it weren't for the Hundred Ghost Ancestor, you were seriously injured, and it might be even stronger."

Jiang Ding praised.

"It seems that my senior brothers are not weak."

The divine consciousness and sword intent unfolded at all times, blocking and blocking all the divine consciousness signals within a radius of six kilometers, simulating the Taiyin-like sword intent covering the six senses of more than 10,000 people below.

"Humph!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the fact that those two shrunken turtles had already been defeated by our sect with the help of magic weapons, how could they have been able to stalemate for so long?" ”

"In the middle stage of foundation building, if you can have this strength, you must have a big secret, and you are qualified to become my fifth ghost king."

There was a hint of greed in his eyes.

"Die!"

Roar!

The four ghost kings and thousands of ghost pawns put down the weapons in their hands in unison, let them levitate in front of them, clenched their hands into fists, slapped their chests frantically, and roared.

Roar Roar Roar ......

Streams of audible sound waves roared out of their mouths, flowing through the nodes of the dense pitch-black formation patterns, converging in the mouths of the four ghost kings, and finally converging into a sharp cone-shaped sound cone, with a terrifying roar towards the skull hole of the young man in Tsing Yi.

Cracked Thorn!

This is one of the killing moves of the hundred ghosts of the Blood Slaughter Palace, gathering the power of thousands of powerful ghosts, and it is also very hidden, and the monks in the late stage of Jindan will be seriously injured if they are not bad for a while.

"Go."

Jiang Ding's expression remained unchanged, his fingers were pointed, the magnetic staggered lines in the center of his eyebrows flickered, and the azure flying sword disappeared in the air explosion with pure strength and speed.

When it reappeared, the tip of the needle was facing Mai Mang, and the long blue flying sword pierced straight at the sharpest point of the sonic cone, and it was impossible to retreat a bit.

Bite!

The blue aura and transparent sound waves shattered each other, and the aftermath shattered the space within a radius of several kilometers, and the white clouds were empty, the sky was clear, and there were no clouds.

The sound waves dissipate invisibly.

The azure flying sword stood tall and clangling, undamaged.

Rumble!

The azure flying sword disappeared, and when it reappeared, it appeared in front of the forehead of the Halberd Ghost King, and the hole was killed, and the sword intent of destruction permeated all directions.

"Smash me!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor's face was shocked, and the ten-zhang high flag waved suddenly.

Roar!

The four ghost kings roared in unison, each holding a giant pillar-like spear and axe, and the tsunami-like power of the ghost generals under their command smashed down the blue flying sword with a length of foot.

The strong wind of the weapon howled for miles, killing the secret cloth.

Even if a mountain is here, it should be smashed in an instant!

Rumble!

Four thick long-term weapons smashed into the space, splashing the sky with spiritual light, but they found nothing and pounced on the air.

The huge pupils of the four ghost kings showed a trace of confusion.

Shout!

The azure sword light disappeared in the air explosion, and when it reappeared, it landed on the head of an ordinary Qi cultivation stage ghost pawn, smashing it to pieces.

Obviously just an ordinary ghost, incomparably small, supplemented with death.

There was a hint of bad color in the eyes of the Hundred Ghost Ancestor.

But I saw that at the moment when the ghost pawn died, a large number of ghost generals and ghost pawns in the vicinity were shaken for a while, and the formation patterns surrounding the body at all times were chaotic, and the formation counterattack was ushered in.

Dozens of light blue sword qi erupted, and it passed through with a sigh, piercing through the heads of thirty-two ghost generals with disordered breaths, causing their bodies to collapse, and a large area of formation around them suddenly completely collapsed, and the aura of the halberd ghost king plummeted.

"How did you find my formation node?"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor looked at the young man in Tsing Yi angrily.

The formation node is related to the composition of the military formation, it is not fixed, but changes all the time, not to mention outsiders, even if he himself wants to be in this instantaneous change, he can't instantly hit this formation node!

"Nature is what you see."

"It's just a third-order mid-grade formation, what kind of treasure do you still think of?"

Jiang Ding said lightly.

Woohoo!

The Taiqing flying sword crisscrossed among the ghosts, cutting off the heads of the ghost generals one by one, and the spiritual light collapsed in pieces, and in just a few breaths, more than seventy ghost generals died in its hands, and the aura of the ten thousand ghosts fell greatly.

"Kill him!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor was dripping blood in his heart, and pointed to the young man in Tsing Yi.

If you continue to die like this, the formation will be self-defeating!

Roar!

The four ghost kings no longer chased the Taiqing Flying Sword in vain, and with a roar, each holding a long weapon like a giant pillar, they took a stride, crossed a distance of several kilometers, and killed one of the teenagers.

"Ancestor is not very calm."

Jiang Ding shook his head.

Rumble!

A dense magnetic field-assisted dotted line formation appeared around the Taiqing Flying Sword, bursting out with extreme speed and disappearing into the range of divine consciousness, shattering the sword intent and locking the divine soul.

"Not good!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor's expression changed, and he barely picked up the residual mana, and spit out a breath of yin and dark low-grade magic weapon bone shield to block it in front of him.

Crunch!

In the tooth-aching sound of metal shattering, a deep scratch was made on the white bone shield, a low-grade magic weapon, and the aura suddenly dropped, and the breath faded.

The azure flying sword slammed into it from its edge, piercing through the vulnerable third-order spell shield and landing on the eyebrows of the Hundred Ghost Ancestor.

"Turn!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor was terrified, roaring wildly, his body was transparent and hazy for a while, and the spatial fluctuations flashed, and he actually exchanged positions with the Euphorbia Ghost King in an instant.

Roar!

The Euphorbia Ghost King was unwilling, struggling frantically, trying in vain to break free from the ban, but it was delusional, and he could only watch his body change position.

A blue flying sword carrying the sword intent of destruction descended.

There's no room to hide.

"No!"

The Euphorbia Ghost King only felt a chill in his eyebrows, a tingling pain, and lost all consciousness.

A corpse with eyebrows in the heart, a corpse several zhang in size fell softly, and the slightest blue sword qi at the entrance of the cave was clearly visible, and it fell into the air, collapsing into a blue aura in the sky, and only a ghost bead remained.

"Nice death substitution."

Jiang Ding exclaimed.

"It's a pity, I'm still going to die."

Rumble!

The Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared in the air explosion and the dense magnetic field psionic energy gathering array formation.

Only one sword,

It only takes this sword.

No changes are required.

"Give it all to me!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor's spirit was trembling, trembling, and he had a premonition, biting the tip of his tongue, and the hot essence blood spurted on the surface of the pitch-black soul flag, and he waved the flagpole violently, and a large black and red aura spread to the surrounding ghost kings and ghost generals.

Roar! Roar!

The three major ghosts turned their eyes blood-red and went berserk, gathering the power of the ghost army under their command, each wielding giant spears, giant axes, and giant axes, and slamming into the void in front of them.

Rumble!

In the explosion of spiritual light in the sky, a blue flying sword was intercepted, and the dense dotted lines around the body flickered, and there was a blue substance flowing on the sword body.

In the middle of this square inch, with the ampere force formed by the magnetic field and electric current, it burst out with extreme speed and slashed towards the spears and axes around it.

Giant ghost weapon smashing.

The blue flying sword slashed down.

The aura collapsed, and small pieces of gray-black metal fell from the sky, shooting out several deep craters on the ground.

Dingdingding......

Over and over.

The tip of the needle did not evade Mai Mang, and the sharp impact of metal was incessant, connected into one piece, and between each breath, both sides slashed dozens and hundreds of times, never stopping.

"Damn ......"

Mana poured out like a tsunami, but the fear on the face of the Hundred Ghost Ancestor became stronger and stronger, and there was no joy at a stalemate.

Bite!

This sound is exceptionally crisp and long.

Click!

Under the terrifying gaze of the Hundred Ghost Ancestors, three giant spears, giant axes, and giant ghost weapons more than ten zhang high were forcibly cut into two!

Six giant pillars with uneven fractures fell from the sky, all of which were gone, and became dead.

Burst!

The three ghost kings spit out the black essence blood in their mouths, the breath on their bodies fell off a cliff, their bodies were transparent and hazy, and the madness and bloodlust in their eyes disappeared without a trace, fleeing around, screaming: "My lord, spare my life, we are only driven by people......"

Shout!

A blue flying sword came in an instant, flying out of the hearts of the three ghost kings in turn, leaving behind three stiff and tall ghost bodies, and there was no more life.

Then

With a turn of the sword's light,

From the eyebrows of a black-robed old man who burned essence blood and fled frantically, his brain splattered.

The black-robed old man's body stiffened for a moment, still maintaining a huge inertia, and flew forward for a few hundred meters before he fell from the sky, smashed on the ground, and turned into a mass of meat sauce.

"Look,"

In the sky, a young man in Tsing Yi smiled.

A blue flying sword happily swirled and flew around him, dragging a trail of meteor-like tail flames.

"I said, don't intimidate others, it's rude, your doppelganger doesn't believe it, you don't say anything after intimidating once, and you threaten me, looking forward to meeting me."

"See you now."

(End of chapter)