Chapter 241: Ghost Cultivation

"Haha, Brother Chang misunderstood!" Wei Tianyang laughed dryly, and quickly explained: "Brother Chang, I will not embarrass you, I will definitely keep it a secret for you, I just want to ......"

"Qin doesn't think so, in Qin's opinion, only the dead will keep secrets!" Qin Ziyang waved his hand without hesitation, and the Blood River Sword turned into waves of blood and slapped towards Wei Tianyang.

"Brother Chang, I don't want to be your enemy!" Wei Tianyang shouted, but when he saw the rapid blood wave, his face also changed, and his right hand slapped fiercely on the black flag.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The sound of ghosts crying and howling came from the black flag, and I saw that countless white ghosts and ghosts also appeared on the black flag, rushing towards the rapid surge.

The ghost aura on these powerful ghost pawns is obviously higher than the ten thousand ghost flags in Qin Ziyang's hand, and they are all full of ghost energy, and they are also holding obvious bone knives in their hands. There are even some ghost pawns who are flushed all over, and they have obviously comprehended several spells that only ghosts can comprehend.

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of violent explosions came, and these powerful ghosts and ghosts did not dissipate after rushing into the blood wave, but moved forward with ease, constantly moving forward in the snow wave. Among them, the reddened ghost pawns actually opened their hollow ghost mouths and vigorously swallowed these waves of blood turned by mana.

"Brother Chang, my old Wei doesn't want to go against you, take your magic weapon!" Wei Tianyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his powerful ghost pawn had blocked Qin Ziyang's blood wave.

"Powerful Ghost Flag?" Qin Ziyang said coldly, but he slapped the five yin bags, and a pitch-black banner with a colorful green light also appeared in his hand, which was the Fierce Green Banner that he had re-trained.

With the sacrifice of the Blazing Blue Flag, streams of black-green mist continued to pour out, coinciding with the previous blood mist, becoming colorful and green, looking very weird.

Those powerful ghosts and ghosts who were originally unscrupulously absorbing blood mist in the blood mist immediately howled miserably as soon as they encountered these black-green mist, and the black-green fog was quickly corroded by the dry bones of the forest, and the ghosts cried.

Wei Tianyang's face changed greatly, the ghost thing in his powerful ghost banner was not comparable to those garbage ghosts in Qin Ziyang Wan's ghost banner, but it was a fierce ghost of the soldier who had died in battle that he had spent decades traveling through dozens of mortal battlefields in Beiling Continent.

He also killed countless monks for these powerful ghosts to devour, and after more than ten years of refining, more than 300 powerful ghosts and ghosts were refined, and death could make him feel distressed for several days.

"Fellow Daoist, stop!" Wei Tianyang yelled again, and hurriedly pinched the trick to take back these powerful ghosts, but he also lost more than twenty powerful ghosts and ghost pawns.

Without the suppression of these powerful ghosts and ghosts, the blood wave mixed with poisonous mist surged towards Wei Tianyang again. Wei Tianyang's face changed greatly, and he quickly tore off a white bone hanger hanging around his neck, and threw it out very reluctantly.

This white bone pendant was in the shape of a skull, and with Wei Tianyang's throwing, it turned into a huge skeleton more than half a person high, emitting a thick black mist in front of Wei Tianyang, blocking all those blood mist out.

"Brother Chang, don't deceive people too much!" Wei Tianyang gritted his teeth and stared at Qin Ziyang viciously.

In order to block Qin Ziyang, he gave up more than 20 powerful ghosts and ghosts in a row, and even the white bone spirit shield that had been obtained from the master who had been dead for many years was sacrificed by him.

"Click, click!" A series of crisp sounds sounded, and I saw that the white bone spirit shield that was blocking Wei Tianyang's body actually appeared one after another, and the blood-red mist was faintly visible.

Wei Tianyang's face changed drastically, the white bone spirit shield that he had high hopes for only lasted for so long, and just as he was hesitating whether to use other means, a cold murderous aura behind him directly woke him up.

"Not good!" he screamed, subconsciously biting the tip of his tongue and spraying a mouthful of essence blood on the white bone spirit shield.

"Buzz!" A series of buzzing sounds appeared from the White Bone Spirit Shield, and the White Bone Spirit Shield was stimulated by Wei Tianyang's essence and blood and suddenly skyrocketed, just blocking Wei Tianyang's back in a flash.

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, and I saw that the center of the white bone spirit shield from Master Wei Tianyang was directly pierced by a blood-red flying sword, and a large crack spread like a spider's web towards the surroundings.

Feeling the cold killing intent coming from that flying sword, infinite anger rose between the fear in Wei Tianyang's heart.

This white bone spirit shield is the only spiritual weapon handed down by the master, and I don't know how many disasters he has prevented for decades, but he didn't expect it to be destroyed in the hands of a foundation building monk today!

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Wei Tianyang roared angrily, this time he was really full of killing intent towards Qin Ziyang in his heart, and he ripped off the gorgeous Dao robe on his body, revealing the black-faced ghost head Dao robe inside.

The original fairy-like luxurious robe was replaced by a black-faced ghost head robe, which made Wei Tianyang's whole person look even more gloomy and weird.

He grabbed it with both hands, and the ghost head engraved on the black robe actually appeared to be constantly struggling, almost as if it was going to be pulled out by Wei Tianyang!

Seeing this, Qin Ziyang understood that Wei Tianyang was preparing to fight hard, his right hand moved slightly, and the Mori Sword and the Fierce Blue Banner roared at the same time, appearing around Wei Tianyang, and surrounded him firmly in a three-talent array.

"Hahaha, kid go die, Nine Demons, devour!" Wei Tianyang's face was flushed, and his eyes were also blood-red, and he roared frantically.

"Roar!!

A voice that didn't seem to recognize the roar came from Wei Tianyang's black-faced ghost head robe, only to see that the black ghost head that he carved on the robe had been half pulled out by Wei Tianyang's single claw at this time, his bloody eyes were wide open, and his empty mouth seemed to be laughing silently.

"Sancai Annihilation Sword Array!" Qin Ziyang pinched his hands and took advantage of the fact that the Nine Demon Demons had not yet been completely sacrificed, he sacrificed the Sancai Annihilation Sword Formation and firmly surrounded Wei Tianyang.

"Roar, !!"

The nine ghosts roared angrily, looking like ghosts at any time, but their bodies were like canine demon beasts, and what flowed in them was not blood, but illusory ghost fire.

"It's just a puppet made by your monk's soul and demon beast demon pill, refined with demonic fire, and you dare to say that it is a nine-ghost ghost?" Qin Ziyang said disdainfully, raised his hands high, and slowly pressed down: "Today, watch Qin Mou destroy the sword formation with three talents, and kill ghosts!"

As soon as the words fell, three fierce rays of light erupted from the three spiritual weapons of the Blood River Sword, the Sen Snake Sword, and the Fierce Blue Banner, and the Sen Sen's killing intent condensed into a huge crimson sword qi, slashing towards the Nine Ghosts that had already taken shape.

"Nine ghosts, break the old man, ahhhhh!!hh

The earth cracked, the ghostly mist filled, and the flesh flew, but it was only a few breaths before the surrounding of this altar became such a miserable scene.

Qin Ziyang's figure slowly fell from mid-air, condescendingly looking at Wei Tianyang, who was covered in blood and still trembling, and the Blood River Sword slashed down!

......

"Fellow Daoist, stop!"