Chapter 958: The Ghost Emperor Is Uncrowned (Happy Chinese New Year's Eve)
Ye Yu and the others, as well as the group of people on Hai Dongpo, all raised their heads to look at the figure who couldn't see clearly at all, and they were waiting for the figure who claimed to be the Emperor of Heaven to say the next words.
"It's cannibalism! kill until there's only one left. Even children have to play.
Otherwise, Bendi will personally kill you and others.
Well, the victor can not only get the law and Tao of the emperor, but also get the Extreme Dao Divine Soldier.
So, let's start deciding. ”
The gray shadow looked down at everyone condescendingly and said coldly, just like the real Emperor of Heaven looking down on his own prisoners, his eyes were extremely cold and cruel.
"Pretending to be a ghost! You are not the Emperor of Heaven, I am afraid that you are the product of the corpse transformation! Do you think we will do what you say?
Even if we kill each other as you say, even the last person who survives will die, right?"
Ye Ya had no joy or sorrow, he looked at the gray shadow with clear eyes and said sharply.
"Haha, yes, this emperor is a ghost emperor, the road number is uncrowned, not the emperor of heaven.
Bendi just wants to see a good show. Since you want to die at the hands of Bendi, then Bendi will accompany you to have fun. ”
Everyone didn't expect the other party to tell their true identities so readily, and they didn't know who the ghost emperor was. But since he dares to call himself an emperor, even if it is less than one-ten-thousandth of his peak, it is still a taboo.
"Everyone, don't keep your hands, he has no entity, we still have a glimmer of life, if we wait for a civil war, what will be the result, I don't need to say more, you fellow Daoists should also be clear. ”
"Yes, an old ghost who has been dead for many years, what is there to fear. The battle is!"
"Why are my monks afraid of a war?"
"You are the Ghost Emperor, this emperor is the Pope of Light, you belong to the dark demon outer way, how can this emperor obey you?"
Soon, Ye Li and the others reached a consensus with the people of the Holy See, and they decided that in terms of the current situation, they could only fight for a glimmer of life if they were in the same boat.
"Haha, interesting, then Bendi will send some ghost soldiers and ghost generals to have a good time with you, don't be too careless. It is rare that the interest of the emperor has been ignited. ”
As soon as the Ghost Emperor's uncrowned words fell, the first wave of the offensive had already been launched.
As the ghost emperor's uncrowned ghost qi spread out in all directions. Countless ghosts appeared in the Imperial Palace.
"Divine art, beacon fire!"
After Ye Ya handed Ah Xuan over to the old donkey for protection, he began to fight back, and it was impossible for him to sit still. This is also the first time he has used the magic technique of heavenly burial, beacon fire and wolf smoke.
Hundreds of ghosts were suddenly burned to ashes by wisps of red wolf smoke.
"Illusion, to confuse the real with the fake!"
The Thousand Illusion Demon opened the Illusory Eye for the first time, and his pupil technique was about the void and the real, the true and the false.
Originally, thousands of ghosts were heading towards the Thousand Illusions, but as his illusion was cast, those ghosts began to kill each other. It's as if a thousand illusionary demons are their masters.
"Magic, meteorite from the sky!"
With the help of the only remaining bishops, and with the assistance of his Bible, Pope Hai Dongpo performed a forbidden spell that could only be performed in the realm of the Sect, and a meteorite fell from the sky!
A huge boulder emitting waves of destruction appeared out of thin air in the Imperial Palace.
Deafening explosions followed, and hundreds of ghosts turned into nothingness.
However......
The ghost shadows summoned by the Ghost Emperor Wugong seemed to be endless, no matter how extraordinary Ye Li's magic power was, the number of ghost shadows was still increasing. It's like the ghosts that multiply on their own, and never end.
"Witchcraft, chaos in the world!"
"Physical arts, cover the sky with one hand!"
"Mokai, Susa Nenghu!"
"The first layer of the way of the sword, no regrets sword style!"
"The second layer of the sword, the phantom sword!"
"The third layer of the way of the sword, the sword, the non-way. ”
"The fourth layer of the sword, the sword of the earth split. ”
"The fifth layer of the way of the sword, one sword destroys the soul. ”
"The sixth layer of the way of the sword, the sword of nightmares. ”
Ye Yu showed off the kendo he currently mastered, as well as some hole cards, in one go.
Demon art is the ancient demon art taught by Wang Ba to Ye Yu, and its power will definitely not be a few points weaker than the Martial Saint Nine Slash, and even in a sense, the Demon Magic is more demonic than the Martial Saint Nine Slash.
The chaotic demon magic directly turned more than 5,000 ghosts into real phantoms.
The palm shadow covering the sky with one hand is the embodiment of Ye Yu's combination of the God of War and the Xuanyang Jue. Another five or six thousand ghosts turned into nothingness.
Then there is the combination of the new Susanohu and the Demon Kai, and a demon shadow the size of thousands of zhang envelops the night feather inside.
The overwhelming sword qi was surging vertically and horizontally, but this time it was not thousands of ghost shadows, but tens of thousands of ghost shadows turned into powder in the sword qi.
"Is Ah Xuan afraid?"
The old donkey looked at the entire battlefield calmly, and he looked at Xiao Axuan, who was beside him without saying a word, with some concern, and asked.
"Uncle Donkey, Ah Xuan is not afraid. My brother will protect Ah Xuan. ”
Xiao Axuan stayed by the old donkey's side very quietly, she didn't cry or make trouble, because she believed in her brother. She said earnestly to the old donkey.
"Yes, your brother will protect us. He is the strongest, and he is our hope. ”
The old donkey looked at the man whose strength had unconsciously grown to the level of comparable to the average quasi-saint five-fold heaven with some sighs and said.
"It's only been more than a hundred years, and the boss is already the thirteenth layer of the god, according to Lao Hei, the boss is taking the ultimate path in the legend. In other words, each realm of the boss has nineteen layers, and when the boss enters the realm of the sect master, it will be enough to be comparable to the ordinary Holy Emperor Eight Heavens, right?"
The old donkey is full of mixed tastes in his heart, he is nominally a bodyguard, but he has not made any effort, to put it mildly, he is now a lagging master.
"It's a little interesting, I can't imagine that you and others actually have some means to make the emperor lose his troops.
If Bendi doesn't come up with some killer ideas, won't he make you lowly ants laugh off their big teeth?"
The Ghost Emperor Wumian finally had a slight mood swing, and his voice was no longer light, but a little angry.
After the Ghost Emperor Wuguan finished speaking, what he conjured up this time was no longer those ghost shadows like cannon fodder, but a ghost general wearing black armor.
Although the number of ghost generals is not as exaggerated as that of ghost shadows, there are at least more than a thousand, and the aura exuded by each body is one point stronger than that of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Transformation Gods, which means that this is a group of ghost generals comparable to half-saints!
"Xuanyang Bow!"
"Five Elements Sword Formation!"
"Martial Saint Nine Slash!"
"Eternal Soul Killing Banner!"
Ye Yu and Ye Ya respectively performed different killing moves, and by now, everyone had already killed red eyes, and no one was distracted to pay attention to the battle situation on his side, and he could let go of his hands and feet.
"Roar!