Springs City.

This is a great human city that originally belonged to the Burning Sun Realm, but now it is occupied by the ghost clan.

The sky is an eternal haze, and ghostly fog fills the sky.

On the ground is a large number of ghosts spread out into the distance like an ocean, dense and endless.

In the center of Heavenly Spring City, a huge altar was rising.

The altar was extremely tall, more than a hundred feet high, flowing gold throughout, shimmering with pale golden brilliance under the night sky, faintly ghostly mist wafting out, and shining with gray ghost patterns.

On the altar was a blood-colored ashlar, from which from time to time blood-colored ripples flowed.

Under the altar is a huge array, divided into black and white, in the shape of a yin and yang fish.

There are eighty-one high-level ghost kings, who are divided into key formations in the array, and penetrate with mana. Thousands of ghost generals and endless ghost pawns are all lined up in formation, forming a monstrous momentum.

There are also a large number of human civilians, detained at various nodes of this large array, bound by mana, unable to move, and can only let out helpless and desperate cries. The crying was terrible, the shouting moved the sky, and the entire Tianquan City was gloomy.

In front of the altar stood a peak ghost king.

It was clad in battle armor condensed with a sinister aura, a crown of heaven on its head, arms open to the sky, purple-black lips open and closed, and it murmured.

In the murmur of the ghost king, the ghost mist swirled in the air, gradually forming a funnel-shaped cloud, constantly rotating, and the tip was aimed downward, gradually approaching. At the same time, the blood-colored ripples released by the blood-colored ashlar began to become more frequent.

As this ghost mist changed, the high-level ghost king suddenly roared loudly: "The festival begins, throw blood bait!"

Seeing that the countless ghost soldiers below had struck at the same time, slashing the civilians in front of them, the countless human captives had been cut open a long wound, blood gushing out of the wounds, falling to the ground, and entering the ravines of the ground.

This countless amount of blood poured in from all directions, and finally converged in the altar, and the blood-colored ripples that glittered on the ashlar suddenly increased, forming a huge blood-colored aura.

Under the influence of this blood-colored aura, the funnel formed by the ghost mist of the underworld probed deeper and deeper, faintly emitting a strange light, forming a simple and strange blade shape.

This is the blade of reincarnation.

The sacrificial circle communicates with the netherworld with countless blood, attracting the projection of the blade of reincarnation, and finally forming a hook.

In the process, the countless sacrifices of human beings were also destined to die of blood. Instead of dying all at once, they watched their lives flow with blood, dying in great fear.

The desperate cries thus converged into a group of heavenly resentment, which further intensified the power of the Yellow Springs and accelerated the formation of the hook.

At this moment, when the Great Sacrificial Refining Array ran to a critical moment, it was seen that the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in an aura of despair and death.

At this moment, a ray of light in the distance pierced the long night, shining the starry sky, and flew towards this side, but it was a large group of human cultivators. The cultivator at the head was Wei Tianchong, who flew from afar, and saw the sacrificial array going on.

As soon as he saw the bloody eyes and shouts everywhere, Wei Tian said angrily: "This group of ghosts is really not human, and they actually slaughtered my human beings as livestock. ”

Next to him, Meng Shixue said: "They are ghosts, of course they are not humans." ”

Wei Tian was angry: "I said that they are not human beings and I am scolding them, what does it have to do with whether they are human beings or not, you don't understand the meaning of my words, what do you want." ”

Meng Shixue sneered: "I can't even scold people, I'm embarrassed to say it." ”

Wei Tianchong jumped to his feet and shouted: "Lao Tzu is scolding ghosts, not people!"

These two people seem to be born to deal with each other, and they are easy to quarrel at every turn. It was Qi Shaoming who snorted: "Enough, they are all hundreds of years old, how can they still have such a child's temper." ”

Qi Shaoming was once in charge of the auditorium, he was in charge of etiquette, and he was a serious person, so others would be somewhat afraid when they saw him. At this moment, when he said this, the two of them kept silent at the same time.

Over there, Cai Junyang had already said: "What are you talking about, don't save people quickly!"

He has raised the big sword in his hand and slashed it downward.

When the sword was sacrificed, he saw that the sword grew in the air, growing to the size of a mountain, and fell down on the demons below.

When the ghosts and creatures below saw it, they let out a terrible screaming sound together, and they saw that one after another black qi rolled up, condensing into a black sea to meet Cai Junyang's mountain giant sword, which had already supported this divine sword slash from the Purple Mansion True Monarch.

In this place shrouded in ghost fog in the underworld, all the ghost clans were given the bonus of the ghost fog and their strength increased, while the human cultivators were suppressed when they fought under the ghost fog, plus they were led by the ghost king, and they could exert their combined powers, and Cai Junyang's blow with all his strength was easily blocked.

On the altar below, the high-level ghost king grinned and roared, and countless ghost kings and ghost generals had already made a move, and they saw all kinds of demon magic and ghost spells all shooting into the air, and at the same time, a group of cultivators in the sky also shot one after another, and all kinds of magic weapons and divine powers fell.

Although there are many ghost clans, but the human cultivators who came to attack this time are a lot of great powers, there are seven in the Purple Mansion alone, and at this moment, the overwhelming power of the divine power will be defeated, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the sky are combined, and even the ghost fog of the underworld that stretches for thousands of miles has been torn out of a gap. The mana was wrapped in a murderous aura that rushed to the sky, and the ghosts and pawns joined forces, and a large number of ghosts were annihilated in this torrent of spells, turning into ashes one by one.

After suppressing the ghosts, there were white rays of light in the air, and these white rays of light shone on the ghosts with a strong divine aura, but they brought terrifying death. One ghost after another fell in the white light, letting out a terrible, high-pitched cry. But the light fell on the wounded mortals, but the dying mortals miraculously stopped the bleeding, and their injuries improved.

The blood supply was abruptly interrupted, and the ghostly mist vortex in the sky dimmed with it. The hook that was condensing underneath gradually faded.

Seeing this, !!the peak ghost king on the altar let out an angry roar, and suddenly turned around and shot out a strong qi, but it swept straight towards the mortals behind. This ghost hand was launched, and the qi wave formed engulfed hundreds of people's lives in an instant, and the blood gushed out again, but even the white holy light could not be saved.

At the same time, all the ghosts roared together, slashing and killing the mortals in the array, apparently desperate to complete the ritual.

"Bastard!" Cai Junyang's angry roar came from the sky.

He has little chivalrous heart, righteous by nature, and hates this act of slaughtering mortals to the core, at this moment, he sees mortals dying in the hands of ghosts, killing people's heads directly, bleeding like rivers, screaming, and taking out an object, but it is a pale silver long sword, the sword body is slender, which is very different from the style Cai Junyang usually uses. But at the moment when the sword came out, he saw that one sword qi after another had flashed in the air.

These sword qi are automatically generated, floating in the sky as if they were substantial, emitting a sound like tearing clothes, soaring in the air, turning into a thousand sword shadows.

At the same time, Cai Junyang pointed at the next hand with his sword: "Go!"

I saw that the countless sword qi had already flown like ten thousand swords, shooting towards the group of ghosts. No matter how many ghosts there are, they can't stop this invisible sword qi, and thousands of invisible sword qi sweep through the sky, causing the most terrifying killing.

This sword is called the Shadow Divine Soldier, it is a treasure obtained by Cai Junyang when he traveled the world and adventured in the ruins of the Wanhuang Mountain Relic Palace, and his power is really incomparable.

At the same time, one after another cultivators fell from the sky, exerting their sleeves, and one by one the big sleeves fell, rolling up all the mortals, and then flew towards the sky.

When the peak ghost king saw it, he screamed again, and suddenly slapped his palm on the altar, and saw that above the altar, the reincarnation person in the black vortex suddenly shot out a black light, and under this black light, the ten million sword qi formed by the Peerless Divine Soldier was annihilated one by one.

The black light did not decrease, as agile as a snake, flying into the bodies of cultivators one by one, and I saw those cultivators pinching their throats together, and their complexions were constantly changing, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying, but their breath was getting weaker and weaker, and finally they turned directly into a dried corpse.

The mana of the dead cultivator disappeared, and he saw that a large number of mortals had fallen in the sky like dumplings, and one by one they let out a frightened cry, forcing everyone to come to the rescue, and the ghosts took the opportunity to cover up and kill.

Although this time the Terran was strong, but because of the rescue of people, it was impossible to attack in an all-round way, coupled with the horror of the black light on the altar, the Terran was suppressed again. 0

Seeing this situation, Cai Junyang's eyes flashed: "The blade of reincarnation is handed over to me, even if it is an innate Dao soldier, now it is just a small projection, break it for me!"

The Peerless Divine Weapon in his hand has released a gray-black aura, this aura is not strong, but it brings people an unprecedented sense of strength and terror, which makes people look at the irresistible feeling that rises from the bottom of their hearts.

The next moment, Cai Junyang's Shadow Divine Soldier actually slashed at the reincarnation blade phantom.

The blade of reincarnation was originally an illusory projection, but at this moment, Cai Junyang's divine sword slashed out, landed on the projection, and slashed into the air, setting off a black tide.

It was as if something was screaming, and a voice that could not be captured by the naked ear sounded in the bottom of the heart, as if it came from the depths of the soul, and it stimulated people to go crazy. Then I saw that the phantom of the blade of reincarnation gradually disintegrated, disappearing little by little.

Seeing this, the peak ghost king let out an angry and desperate howl, but no matter how he shouted, the failure of this sacrifice was finally a foregone conclusion.

"Killing Dao method, destroying gods and killing intent. In the distance, Tang Zheng stood in the clouds, his eyes calmly watching all this, and muttered.

Cai Junyang's blow just now was his killing method.

Cai Junyang has a tough personality, fierce tactics, less treacherous, and more brave, so he attacks sharply, not seeking to be ever-changing, but only seeking a fatal blow. The Tao follows the person, so the Tao method it has also inherited Cai Junyang's consistent characteristics, destroying the gods and killing the intent is fierce and powerful, killing all tangible and intangible existences. Although the blade of reincarnation was a projection, it was still inevitably affected by Cai Junyang's blow, and it was scattered by life, which showed its power of destroying the gods.

Even Tang Zheng was deeply impressed by this.

Cai Junyang in the distance said loudly: "Tang Zheng, how is my hand?"

Tang Zai smiled: "Yes, you can also take a look at me." ”

said that a thing has been thrown out, but it is the furnace of yin and yang of all things.

This thing is made of one hundred and eight divine treasures, and its power is incomparable, and it is not the current Tang Tribulation that can be controlled. However, the Yin and Yang Furnace of All Things was created by Tang Zheng after all, and it was in line with his mind, plus Tang Zheng had already advanced to the physical and mental demons after taking the last Explosive Gang Yuan Pill, and his cultivation had risen one step further, and he could finally barely control this treasure.

As the Yin and Yang Furnace of All Things rotated in the air, one after another divine light fell, and everywhere it went, there was no ghost who could resist the power of this treasure, and it only swept away all the ghosts in the array in an instant.

Without the hindrance of the blade of reincarnation, and a large number of ghosts were destroyed, the pressure of group cultivation was greatly reduced, and finally people left one after another.

Cai Junyang looked at this scene blankly, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Damn, the demon can control such a treasure, and it is really a pervert." ”

As he spoke, the battle was decided.