Chapter 472: Appearing
Deep in the Devil's Cry Forest, a fierce battle in the air is continuing.
The three kings of the Ghost Crying Forest now only have the dark roc that covers the sky and the sun, and the black shadow-like existence zài.
The blood-red, hugely huge giant bird had been torn to pieces by the combined efforts of all the ghosts and gods.
The two remaining kings are also very weak!
However, the thousands of ghosts and gods who rebelled with the cultivation of blue gods are now seven or eight out of ten dead and injured, and only two or three hundred remain, and all of them are also wounded.
The two or three hundred ghosts and gods that can survive, except for a few who are lucky, are actually not mediocre hands, otherwise they will not be able to survive after a fierce battle with the three purple-rank gods.
Now these two or three hundred ghosts and gods have formed a combined situation, and they are still attacking the two remaining kings!
In addition, it is the existence of the green gods and green gods of the Ghost Crying Forest, watching from afar, not daring to approach, in that fierce battle, anyone who is affected, not to die on the spot, but also to end up seriously injured.
In addition to these ghosts and gods watching from afar, in fact, there is also a person lurking in the Ghost Crying Forest below, that is, Zhang Yang, who sneaked into the Ghost Crying Forest, who is looking up at the show with a strange face.
This good thing of reaping the benefits of a fisherman, I didn't expect that one day, it could also fall on my head?
When Zhang Yang was watching the play with a strange face, the battle situation in the air changed again.
The goat, which was ten thousand feet long and had a green body, was being chased by the Black Shadow King. If it weren't for the fact that the Black Shadow King's aura was very weak, his supernatural powers would be greatly reduced. I'm afraid that I have already been caught up by it and died.
However, after all, the two are the gap between the purple gods and the blue gods. It's like the difference between clouds and mud, that is, the breath of the Black Shadow King is very weak, and after some chasing, he still chased the goats and ghosts.
This Black Shadow King didn't know what kind of laws and supernatural powers he cultivated, and all the ghosts and gods who were touched by him quickly wailed and lost their lives.
The goat ghost god is also well aware of the strange supernatural powers of the Black Shadow King, and when he saw that he was about to be approached, he let out a terrible wail. He said, "You want me to die!"
In the midst of the terrible roar, a dazzling green light suddenly appeared on the goats and ghosts, reflecting the entire sky and the endless ghost crying forest below.
"Bang !!"
With a roar that resounded between heaven and earth, the goat ghost god exploded directly, turning into a dazzling green brilliance, enveloping the black shadow king who was close to him.
In the dazzling green light flickering, the enveloped Black Shadow King suddenly screamed miserably.
From the outside, it is a dazzling green glow in the sky. There is a black shadow that is constantly struggling, changing various shapes, not to mention, sometimes shrinking like dust, sometimes rising like a monster.
However, no matter how the shadow changes, it struggles. The green brilliance also changed, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, in the terrible screams of the black shadows. In the end, both disappeared into invisibility.
The goat ghost god used self-explosion as a medium to exert some kind of magical power. Stubbornly holding the Black Shadow King to the end!
Even Zhang Yang, who was watching the play in the dark, also changed his complexion. I wonder if he can cope with the magic power of the goat ghost god using self-explosion as a medium?
In the midst of the battle, it is changing rapidly, and even Zhang Yang does not dare to say that he can avoid the past, or resist it.
Zhang Yang has a better understanding of these strange ghosts and gods, and he is also very vigilant in his heart.
Just when Zhang Yang was secretly vigilant, the storage bracelet left by the fallen Black Shadow King had been broken into pieces by the ghosts and gods, and countless treasures were scattered, and there was no divine ambergris.
Now there are only two or three hundred blue-rank gods and ghosts with injuries on their bodies, as well as the Dapeng who has a purple god cultivation, covers the sky and the sun, and has a dark body, the latter is also very weak.
The two sides have reached the point of endless death, but among the two or three hundred blue-rank gods and ghosts, there is a seven-tailed silver fox, and he said: "The king only needs to divide some of the divine dragon saliva, and we will retreat by ourselves, and now that the two kings and the three kings have fallen, the king only needs to take out their share of the divine dragon saliva!"
The voice of the seven-tailed silver fox turned out to be a very pleasant female voice, and as soon as these words came out, the two sides of the battle suddenly stopped.
Two or three hundred blue-rank gods, ghosts, and gods are all staring at the king with blazing eyes, and it is difficult to hide their desires.
The Dapeng, who covered the sky and the sun and had a dark body, opened his mouth, and after letting out a human-like cold snort, he said in his mouth: "You and other rats, and you also want to share the treasure equally with this king?"
With disdain and arrogance in his voice, this black Dapeng did not choose to give up a part of the dragon saliva, but directly fought with the ghosts and gods!
Zhang Yang is still watching the play in the dark, he also has some appreciation for the black Dapeng, the great king of the Ghost Crying Forest, when he reaches this level of cultivation, although the monk spares his life, in fact, he does things all by his heart.
If Dapeng gave up some of the divine dragon saliva and left his own enough part, he would naturally be safe and sound, and many rebellious ghosts and gods would naturally not continue to fight like idiots. However, he was full of arrogance and did not choose to compromise, which made Zhang Yang can't help but think of Ao Jun, the sworn brother of the Nether, who is also an arrogant person.
In fact, when he reached the realm of Zhang Yang's cultivation, he did things all by his heart, and the arrogance of this Dapeng made him appreciate it a little, and evoked some memories, so he had the meaning of helping, as for the divine ambergris, he asked for it afterwards, and even forcibly took it, it was all based on his preference.
Thinking like this, Zhang Yang flew up and flew towards the place of the battle in the air, and his originally hidden figure also appeared, and soon arrived at the periphery of the two sides of the battle.
Now there are two or three hundred in the sky, all kinds of ghosts and gods who have the cultivation of blue gods, surrounding the black Dapeng that covers the sky and the sun, and constantly exerts supernatural attacks.
Two or three hundred blue-rank gods and ghosts, all of them stopped their movements, turned their heads and looked in one direction, it was actually the breath of a human monk?
I saw a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, flying over his head with a slowly rotating and scattering black and white brilliance, the size of a zhang and a black and white Tai Chi pattern.
This young man with a Tai Chi pattern on his head and a sword eyebrow is the source of the aura of the human race, and he has the cultivation of a blue god.
Zhang Yang flew over and appeared suddenly, becoming the focus of all the ghosts and gods for a while, making the two sides of the battle pause.
(Thank you Daoyou after the rain, forget jì, the reward and ticket of the boss of the infernal sun, and worship the rabbit!) (To be continued......)