Chapter 149: Entering the Door of Death

The water waves surged, and in the blink of an eye, the phantom of the sea was like a substance, and the sound of the waves resounded through the heavens and the earth, and even the cries of the hundred ghosts were drowned in it, and they could not hear a single thing. ∈ ♀ small, o

The water wall about fifty zhang high was overwhelming, and the ghost king Cheng Ji was washed by this angry wave, and he retreated ten steps back before he could stop steadily. Then he forcibly went upstream, going straight to Fang Wenyuan. The strength of the Jindan period of cultivation is fully demonstrated.

The last trace of Yuan Power had been exhausted, Fang Wenyuan's face was pale, and his body was full of wounds and bleeding.

At this moment, an earth-shattering sound was heard again from the crack at the edge of the barrier, shaking the tumbling waves. That crack finally couldn't resist the huge force of the outside world, and broke a hole.

Fang Wenyuan smiled slightly, a hint of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and then he fell asleep. Losing the support of Yuan Li, he slowly fell from the air.

A powerful hand stretched out from the hole, grabbed Fang Wenyuan's arm, and directly took him out.

When the ghost king Cheng Ji arrived, Fang Wenyuan had already disappeared into the enchantment.

This enchantment was broken from the outside, and the 'blood food' that came to his mouth was snatched away, and the ghost king Cheng Ji let out an angry roar, putting away the enchantment, and the monstrous demon mist instantly merged into a demon about a hundred zhang tall and with two long horns on its head.

The Ghost King stood on the forehead of the giant ghost, his eyes staring at the two figures flying in front of him. The murderous aura in his eyes was like substance, and he said word by word: "I didn't expect it to be you!"

A long knife was galloping, Fang Wenyuan was standing on the knife behind him by a young man, hearing the shout of the ghost king behind him, the young man grinned and said: "If I kill you at that time, I will never suffer in the future, but it's a pity that you are too cunning! Although your ability is not big, you are very good at escaping!"

"Arrogance!" the Ghost King laughed angrily, the giant ghost under his feet let out an earth-shattering roar, and his huge palm brought up a gust of wind and sand, and went straight to the young man and Fang Wenyuan.

"Do you know that this kid you are carrying on your back has also been arrogant in front of me, what do you think of the result?" said the Ghost King coldly with his fangs bared.

At this moment, the only diǎn Cheng Ji's aura on his body has completely disappeared, so he is no longer Cheng Ji, but the real ghost king.

With a stomp on his feet, the long knife suddenly changed direction, narrowly avoiding the giant ghost's palm. The young man's expression was relieved, and he said, "Then let me ask you, did he ever say that your enchantment couldn't trap him?"

The Ghost King did not speak, but directed the giant ghost to continue the attack. The young man blessed the long knife to dodge, and said with a sarcastic smile: "That's exactly what happened, didn't you? Or rather, you didn't trap me!"

As soon as these words came out, this young man's appearance changed drastically, and he became exactly the same as Fang Wenyuan. This kind of change is not a change of appearance, but a change in flesh and blood, and the rebirth of muscles and muscles, or he is originally like this.

The Seven Needles Soul Sealing finally completed the sacrifice of Jiang Hao's clone.

The ghost king was stunned, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his face was distorted, looking extremely angry, and said: "Good boy, you still have this hand!

"There are still many things you haven't thought of!" Fang Wenyuan said aloud.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan's eyes suddenly opened, and then he waved his hands in front of him, and shouted in a low voice: "Demon art, capture the spirit!"

On the ground, the yellow sand splashed, the soil churned, and more than a dozen demon beasts in the foundation building period let out miserable screams, revealing their bodies from the soil.

Bursts of pure demonic qi flew out of it, heading straight for Fang Wenyuan's Heavenly Spirit, and in a hurry, Fang Wenyuan absorbed it completely. Then the long hair flew, his hands pinched the trick, and he drank: "Thunder of heaven and earth, listen to my orders, knot!"

All of this happened extremely quickly, from Fang Wenyuan himself waking up, to absorbing demonic energy, and then summoning thunderclouds, it only took a few breaths.

And the ghost king obviously didn't expect that after Fang Wenyuan's clone rescued the deity, he was still secretly healing it.

He even captured more than a dozen foundation demon beasts and buried them in the ground, and engraved the 'snatching' character of the demon beast on these demon beasts, so that the deity could immediately perform demon magic and resume cultivation after waking up.

The wind and clouds in the sky, the thunder and lightning flashed, which made people feel frightened, as if facing the power of panic.

The ghost king cultivated as a golden pill, although the thunder technique restrained him greatly, but the caster was Fang Wenyuan, and he was able to deal with it by himself.

So a mouth, spitting out billowing ghost qi, condensed a huge white bone shield in front of the giant ghost, and on the other side, in the hand of the giant ghost, condensed a ghost knife.

With a wave of his hand, he threw out the long whip in his hand, turning into a huge poisonous snake, staring at Fang Wenyuan with a pair of vertical pupils, spitting out snake letters, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The thunderclouds in the sky were still gathering, and the ghost king was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all. The giant ghost's body moved, and the thirty-zhang long knife suddenly slashed down towards Fang Wenyuan.

The doppelganger's eyes flashed, and he diǎn the head of the deity, threw the ghost head knife in his hand, and shouted: "Ghost Knife Shadow!"

The ghost head knife shook, and the skull at the handle of the knife instantly detached, and the black qi escaped and turned into a huge ghost creature of eight feet, holding a long knife, and flew to meet the giant ghost's big knife.

After a sonorous sound, there was a loud bang, and the eight-zhang ghost thing was not the opponent of the giant ghost at all, and was directly knocked down from the air, smashing a deep pit of more than ten zhang on the ground.

The doppelganger's complexion changed, and he was about to step forward to help, when he suddenly burst back with a feeling, and at the same time drank: "Ghost head knife, return to its place!"

In the deep pit of more than ten zhang, the spirit of the ghost head knife was greatly reduced, and the blade was a little broken, but the speed was not slow at all, and it suddenly flew into the hands of the doppelganger and retreated behind the deity.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan's deity burst out: "Punish evil!"

The thunder snake swam in the sky, roaring and earth-shattering, and the word 'punishment' echoed in the void, which matched Fang Wenyuan's voice.

At this time, a bright light flashed on the thundercloud, causing the heavens and the earth to fade. The Razer coiled into an octagonal formation, condensing a long sword.

This sword is simple and atmospheric, the luster is dull, and the hilt of the sword is engraved with the word 'punishment', the words vicissitudes, echoing the bleak sword body, there should be nothing special. But its appearance immediately made the ghost king feel a hint of threat.

"The power of this spell is extraordinary, if you forcibly resist, you are afraid that you will hurt yourself!, but the caster is close at hand, if you kill him, this spell will dissipate the heavens and the earth!" thought to the ghost king.

Then the hand immediately began to move, and the giant ghost under his feet instantly threw the shield in his hand. This shield weighs more than 10,000 catties, and after it is thrown, the void shakes, covering the sky and the sun. The venomous snake that was waiting for the opportunity to move on the side also immediately swam out, baring its fangs and spitting out the fishy wind.

At the same time, the giant ghost's body instantly collapsed, or thousands of ghosts roamed around, surrounding Fang Wenyuan.

Fang Wenyuan was not afraid, in the face of thousands of ghosts and smashed shields, he just held his hands weakly and suddenly slashed down.

The thunder sword that had just been formed on the octagonal array suddenly shook its body, and it flew down with unpredictable heavenly might.

The shield, which looked like a large wall, turned into powder under the power of the thunder sword. The snake shadow turned by the long whip was even more in the thunder sword to return to its original form.

Thousands of ghosts let out a terrible scream of horror and retreated one after another, not daring to step forward in the slightest.

The Thunder Sword did not pause, and under the command of Fang Wenyuan, he went straight to the Ghost King.

The Ghost King's complexion changed drastically, and he kept stepping back, waving his hand to transform the water of the Yellow Spring, and gray vines grew from it, turning into layers of shields.

At the same time, the white bones entered the mountain from the turbid yellow spring water, condensed into skeleton soldiers, wielding white bone blades, resisting in front of the ghost king.

A series of preparations showed that the ghost king was afraid. There was a natural restraint in this thunder sword that made him powerless to resist, and if the caster's mana was equal to his, he would definitely take his life.

This thunder sword seemed sharp, and it also forced the ghost king to retreat so far, but Fang Wenyuan was secretly beating a drum in his heart.

Although the Soul Snatching Demon Technique had made him recover a lot, it was absolutely impossible for him to recover to his peak in such a short moment. And the art of punishing evil is powerful, and he looks like this, and forcibly and reluctantly performs it, but it is only in vain.

Especially after the Thunder Sword was condensed, the spiritual power recovered in his body was instantly drained.

Cutting off the shield thrown by the giant ghost, breaking the snake shadow, and shocking thousands of ghosts, it has reached its limit. Fang Wenyuan saw that the Ghost King was so careful to take precautions, and he retreated so far. As soon as my mind was relieved, I couldn't support it anymore.

So his face turned pale, and his body collapsed next to the clone.

Without the support of Yuan Li, the Thunder Sword turned into a blur of thunder and dissipated.

Seeing the opportunity, the doppelganger directly erected the deity and went straight to the ruins of the Zhengyang Immortal Palace.

"He's been tricked again!" this is what the Ghost King thinks now.

He didn't expect to be teased by a foundation-building monk, and again and again, and every time he succeeded.

Furious? This is no longer enough to describe the current mood of the Ghost King. He wanted to kill Fang Wenyuan and his clone as soon as possible.

"Flying Gale Slash!" the Ghost King pointed forward with one hand, and thousands of ghosts turned into sword shadows one by one.

Like rain, it was overwhelming towards Fang Wenyuan.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan struggled and said, "Regent!"

A milky white ripple flew out of his brow and radiated outward. The black qi around the ghost king's body dispersed, and he had already taken precautions to block most of the power of the magic technique.

Rao is so, it is still affected by some influences, so that the sky is full of sword shadows.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he carried Fang Wenyuan's deity on his back and galloped towards the only living gate in the ruins of Zhengyang Immortal Palace.

At this time, Cheng Ji recovered and immediately commanded the sword shadow to block it.

The shadow of the sword is like rain, even if the body method has changed in thousands of ways, the doppelganger is not as good as the deity, not to mention that the deity has lost its combat effectiveness and has become a burden. Under such a disadvantage, the doppelganger and the deity are constantly injured in the shadow of the sword.

If the doppelganger is still good, the deity is in danger. After all, there are many injuries on the body of the deity, like a carp crossing the river, and it is extremely weak.

If it weren't for the ghost head knife resisting, I'm afraid the situation would be worse.

Seeing that it is too late to enter the birth gate.

The doppelganger looked decisive, turned around, and flew into the nearest death door.

The handwriting of the four big characters of 'Zhengyang Immortal Palace' on this 'Door of Death' had been particularly noticed by Fang Wenyuan, and it was suspected that it was from the handwriting of the Lord of the Five Thunder God Scrolls.