Chapter 353: Ghost Path Sacred Fire
"Yes, Father. The black-haired iron stiff wrapped in a black cloth walked out of the shadows behind the altar, glanced at the three monks not far away, turned his head and flew around the direction, and flew in the direction where the three monks of the foundation building period came, it seemed that they were following the instructions of the ghost of the imperial robe to clean up the disciples of the four sects outside the inner city.
The ghost shadow of the royal robe didn't pay attention to the slightest command, but looked at the eighty or ninety demons and the silver bird that were blocked by a thick layer of yin qi barrier, and a sneer appeared on his face, and then he opened his mouth slightly and took a sharp breath.
A terrifying suction force came out of the mouth of the yellow-robed ghost, covering the eighty or ninety demons and the silver bird head-on, and it was very easy to pull both into their mouths.
Swallowing the demon and the silver bird, the teeth of the ghost in the royal robe bit up and down, and after a while of chewing, his throat moved slightly, as if he had swallowed something.
"The demon cultivation in the human world is really very bad, even the lowest-level two-horned demon slave is so poorly cultivated, not even one percent of the power of the genuine product! And this talisman sealed with a trace of the essence of the Silver Moon Bird is a little interesting, it is the nemesis of many ghosts and demons, but it's a pity, you have used this talisman many times, and its power has been greatly reduced, and you really think that this king is an ordinary ghost thing, and you are restrained by it? But in terms of means alone, the three of you are not a little stronger than those previous scattered cultivators. The ghost in the imperial robe smiled coldly, still looking indifferently at the three foundation building period monks in front of him.
Seeing that the ghost of the imperial robe easily swallowed the double-horned demon head and the silver bird, the black-robed old man of the Demon Sect and the gold-robed Taoist priest of the Ascending Star Sect were all shocked, this royal robe ghost cultivator was so powerful.
"What the hell is that liquid of yours, just a drop can destroy my top-tier flying sword. The white-robed young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was holding a turbid silver giant sword in both hands, and his face was full of surprise.
"Daoyou Flying Sword is ruined!" At this time, the black-robed old man and the gold-robed Taoist priest also turned their heads, and saw the flying sword in the hands of the white-robed young man, the suspicion in his eyes was even stronger, and the eyes that looked at the yellow-robed ghost were also full of solemnity.
"You sent that black-haired zombie to report to the people of our five sects? As if he remembered something, the golden-robed Taoist priest turned his head suddenly, stared at the ghost of the imperial robe, and asked in a deep voice.
"For more than 10,000 years, this king has been staying in this underground imperial city, and he has not spoken too much to anyone, it is boring and boring. Yes, it is true that I sent Xiao Wu to send you a message, lure you down, devour my flesh and blood essence for me, and help me condense the body of the ghost king. In fact, if it weren't for the king's immobility, it would be difficult to stay away from this altar, and he wouldn't have wasted a lot of effort to lure you down. The ghost of the royal robe explained with a smile, quite patient.
"Your Excellency's cultivation is extraordinary, and he is not an ordinary foundation building Great Perfection monk, but if you want to kill the three of us with your own strength, is it a little too arrogant, I really think that the three of us are not able to make dirt. The white-robed monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate put away the silver giant sword that had lost his spirituality, and looked at the ghost of the imperial robe in front of him with a rather cold face.
"The time for advancement has not yet arrived, and the loneliness and boredom of ten thousand years make this king want to say a few more words, but looking at your posture, I can't wait to find death earlier!"
"Hmph, 10,000 years ago? Who are you scaring about, a pig has lived for 10,000 years, and it has already been far beyond the Yuan Infant Stage, but you are a genuine fake Dan monk who speaks like this, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. The black-robed old man of the Demon Sect sneered twice, completely disbelieving what the emperor-robed ghost shadow said.
And the golden-robed Taoist priest and the white-robed young man are also full of disbelief in their eyes, this ghost shadow said that he has lived for 10,000 years, it is too ethereal, it is not realistic at all, if it is said that it is a wisp of remnant soul of the monk who died 10,000 years ago, it is still somewhat possible to awaken into a ghost cultivator in recent years!
"Forget it, it's really hard to talk to a short-sighted person like you, don't talk about it, I'll send you on your way!" The eyes of the emperor-robed ghost shadow flashed with anger, and his hands slightly condensed a strange magic seal, and he slowly pushed forward, and three purple flame flowers condensed in the center of his palm.
The Imperial Robe Ghost Cultivator gently picked up one of the purple flowers, and then flicked it lightly, and the small purple flower on its fingertips suddenly turned into a little purple light and disappeared, and then the Imperial Robe Ghost Cultivator repeated the previous action, and the other two small flowers also bounced out one after the other.
Seeing the disappearance of the first small purple flower, the black-robed old man of the Demon Sect immediately felt a palpitation, as if he had encountered a life and death crisis, he screamed badly, and threw the bowl in his hand into the air without thinking about it, and after it became huge, he covered himself in it entirely.
The black-robed old man's black bowl covered him, and a blooming purple giant flower appeared directly below him, in addition to the size, the other shapes and breaths of these huge purple flowers were exactly the same as the small purple flower that popped out of the ghost of the imperial robe.
The purple giant flower appeared under the black bowl, and the black bowl was about to fly away at the first time, but it was firmly trapped by more than a dozen tentacles conjured up by the purple giant flower, and it was directly wrapped into the shape of a zongzi.
After that, the purple giant flower petals began to slowly close, and in a moment, a flame flower bone of several zhang size was formed, firmly imprisoning the black bowl inside.
At the same time that the black-robed old man hid in the bowl, another purple giant flower appeared at the feet of the white-robed young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and more than a dozen tentacles wrapped around the white-robed youth, and those petals also began to close.
The white-robed young man also felt a palpitation, but he did not panic, but calmly patted the storage bag, took out a black long sword, held it tightly in his hand, and the mana of his whole body surged towards the black sword.
With the infusion of mana, the black sword in the white-robed young man's hand began to hum, and at the same time, a sword qi formed two inches around the black sword's body, making the entire flying sword look quite extraordinary.
"Broken. The white-robed young man grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, held the black sword in front of his chest, and stabbed it fiercely downward.
A surging sword intent shot out through the black sword body, and it directly pierced the purple giant flower under the feet of the white-robed young man, bombarding the earth, and at the same time, the sword qi that seemed to be like nothing penetrated the purple giant flower and shot out in all directions.
The sword of the white-robed young man directly pierced the purple giant flower, and the petals were full of holes, but the white-robed young man was also shrouded by the broken giant flower at this time.
Not only were the black-robed old men and the white-robed young men attacked by the purple giant flowers, but such a purple giant flower also appeared under the feet of the golden-robed Taoist priest, with tentacles entwined and petals closed, enveloping him entirely.
The golden-robed Taoist priest felt the dozen or so tentacles wrapped around the purple giant flower, and he didn't dare to be slack, his sleeve robe waved violently, and hundreds of golden filaments suddenly shot out in all directions, and at the same time, the golden light around him was shining, and he disappeared all at once, shooting out along a certain golden one, leaving more than a dozen entangled tentacles behind him, and rushing out of the attack range of the purple giant flower in one fell swoop.
Seeing the golden-robed Taoist priest escaping along the golden thread, the ghostly shadow of the royal robe couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and said to himself in surprise: "A spell similar to a high-level golden escape technique is rare, but I met this king." ”
At the same time as he was talking to himself, the eyes of the ghost in the imperial robe opened, and a fine light shot out from each of the chaotic eyes, and he slapped forward with one palm, forming a huge palm of yin qi, and grabbed the golden light turned by the golden-robed Taoist priest.
The essence light in the eyes of the ghost shadow of the imperial robe only flashed, and all the golden threads were broken, forcing the golden-robed Taoist priest to show his figure in the middle, and at the same time, the giant palm shrouded and grabbed it fiercely.
"Hmph. The golden-robed Taoist priest was forcibly forced out of his body, but he didn't panic, he slapped the storage bag violently and released a golden shield, which was placed in front of him, blocking the Yin Qi giant palm that was grabbed.
This shield seemed to be extremely extraordinary, and with just a slight shock, it shattered the Yin Qi Giant Palm.
easily blocked the yin qi giant palm, but the golden-robed Taoist priest suddenly remembered something, and after shouting badly, he threw out hundreds of golden wires again, and he was about to repeat the old trick and move away.
But at this time, it was already a little late, and the purple giant flower had already followed at some point, and pulled out hundreds of tentacles, blocking all the golden wires in all directions, and at the same time, the petals were one, just like dealing with the black-robed old man and the white-robed youth, and wrapped the golden-robed Taoist priest in the entirety.
Looking at the three purple flower bones, the ghost of the imperial robe laughed, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and the purple giant flower suddenly turned into three surging purple flames, floating quietly in the air.
"How is it possible, this is actually one of the ghoul Dao holy flames. There were bursts of frightened shouts from the first purple flame, and the voice was not the black-robed old man of the Demon Sect.
The purple flame that trapped the white-robed young man shot out a Dao Senran sword qi from time to time at first, but as time passed, the sword qi that came out became less and less, until a quarter of an hour later, there was no more sword qi shot out!
The third group of purple fire was different from the other two, since it trapped the golden-robed Taoist priest, there was no sound at all, as if there was no one inside.
After another quarter of an hour, the ghost of the imperial robe smiled slightly, and beckoned lightly to the first purple fire, which suddenly exploded and dispersed, turning into a little spiritual light and disappearing.
The purple fire disappeared, and the black-robed old man of the Demon Sect sitting inside was revealed, but at this time, the black-robed old man was bleeding, his whole body was cold, and his limbs were stiff, as if he was a corpse that had been dead for a long time, and there was still a little life in his body.