The ghost words stand proudly in the void, hunting in long clothes, and the eyes are bright.

Below, Ning Wujian was like a god, invincible, slowly stepping, shattering the body of the black-robed man, the invisible air waves around him rippled, the momentum was like a long river, the vast sea was churning, the stars fell, and they slanted down.

"Ray!"

A black-robed man shouted, only to see ten thousand thunderbolts like a waterfall of thunder and light rolling in the air, surging towards Ning Wujian, the thunder light was vast.

The land desolate witch clan, only a small number of talented witch clans cultivate curses, and more also practice witchcraft, just like Taoism, there are also thunder, fire, water and other laws, at this point, the eight desolations are common, but the names are different.

Ning Wujian stepped out step by step, the breath in the sky surged, the day turned into night, shaking the stars, as if countless stars were falling, and the sky was trembling.

A heavy thunderbolt shattered in the light of the galaxy, and the black-robed man had to avoid this invincible momentum, and instantly appeared several miles away.

Ning Wujian had his hand like a sword, and when he stood up, he saw a vast sword light splitting down, cutting off half of the black-robed man's long hair, and there was a deep scar on his neck, and he was almost cut off his head.

On the other side, the white bat appeared in the air at great speed, seemingly strolling leisurely, but it was a few miles in one step, fighting with a black-robed man.

Sun Wukong let out a loud shout, a ripple-like force rang out, the wisps of Dao lines hung down on his head, and the golden hoop stick in his hand turned into a roaring angry dragon and crashed into a black-robed man.

Burst!

Blood splattered, and the golden rod passed through the black-robed man's left rib.

The black-robed man danced wildly as if he hadn't felt it. The palm of his hand is like a heavenly knife, slashing down and falling on Sun Wukong's body.

"Bah, die!" Sun Wukong let out a long roar, and the golden hoop stick slashed down in the air.

The black-robed man was shocked, and flew out of the black-robed man in an instant like light and shadow, but it was still too late, Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick and picked up the black-robed man, and then shook violently, and the surging and majestic force surged out. Although it failed to shake the black-robed man apart. But it was also hit hard, and the internal organs were damaged unimaginably.

Sun Wukong's body shook, and the black qi rose, like a demon. The look was resolute. Both hands were firmly gripping the golden hoop stick. Pressing down violently, the incomparable golden hoop rod smashed unstoppably on the black-robed man.

Rumble!

The black-robed man was hit by this blow and took dozens of steps back. looked at Sun Wukong in surprise, his scars actually healed quickly, and at the same time, he held the sky with one hand, as fast as a rainbow.

Suddenly, he appeared behind Sun Wukong, a thick finger flashed with boundless light, with the powerful power of the Wu clan, like a dragon going out to sea, breaking through the space and rolling towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong squinted his eyes, flipped over the golden hoop stick, rolled up countless churning forces, broke the void, shattered the warp and weft, and slammed away.

Thundered!

The sky trembled, and the golden rod fell down.

At this moment, a sword light seemed to be carrying the blue sky, extremely heavy, penetrating through, but it was as fast as thunder, and it was like a bamboo.

Woo-ra!

The sword light hit the golden hoop stick, and the surging force made the already weak Sun Wukong fly upside down, and the golden hoop stick got out of his hand.

At the same time, there were more black lights winding towards Sun Wukong.

At this moment, the entire space seemed to be controlled, and the black qi that was entwined around Sun Wukong changed direction and collided towards the other black-robed man, only to see Ning Wuji's palm swept away, slamming on the sword, only to see the sword qi crooked, flying to the ground, shattering the earth.

"Ha Luha, I didn't expect Xuan Huang to have a body refining master like you!"

The ghost said that he looked up to the sky and roared, the black light around him was bright, the black light was dotted, the vastness was boundless, the elegant temperament changed, a set of armor appeared on his body, covered, at this moment he was like an invincible demon god, the battle armor wave out of the boundless vast demon flame, like a round of black sun rising in the sky, never extinguished.

"Let me try how strong you are!" Ghost Yan shouted, his figure was blurred, as if a Mount Tai had been smashed down, his strength was boundless, and it was like a divine bird, fast as a rainbow, rushing straight forward.

The land wilderness, in addition to the curse, is the most famous for its powerful physique, because there are more witch clans in the land wilderness, and the cultivation of the body is the mainstream.

In the face of the rushing ghost words, Ning Wuqian hunted in long clothes, moved with the wind, and between his hands, the light of the stars that was conjured up swept through the sky, turning into countless long arrows and dancing with light, which was extremely beautiful, but it was like a long rainbow running through the sun, and the momentum was amazing.

Countless divine arrows are like a sassy autumn rain, rushing towards the ghost words.

"Crush me!" "Shatter me!" Ghost Yan was like a demon god, the demon flame soared, and a giant fist with a demonic light rushed straight forward, and the terrifying magic light made all the divine arrows close to him turn into vitality and return to their origins.

Bang!

Suddenly, the sound was like a collapsing mountain, the ghost sneered, and the body like a demon god rushed forward, rushing straight through, and slammed into Ning Wujian with a punch.

Ning Wujian also stepped out of his fist, colliding with the ghost words, booming, the two fists collided together, and the eight directions of vitality swept the heavens and the earth like a raging sea, shattering all tangible qualities.

Under the strength of the two of them, the strong people around them had to withdraw from the city and stay away from here.

The powerful physique collided, Ning Wujian and Ghost Yan retreated at the same time, only to see Ghost Yan hanging his right hand with blood red and dyed red armor, which was very sad.

Ning Wujian was also in tattered clothes, and blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, staining the clothes on his body red, but his eyes were still as bright as stars.

Ghost Yan squinted his eyes, Ning Wuji's difficulty was really unexpected, but the "Witch Book" was very important, according to Ghost Kui, only by entering the ghost sea could the "Witch Book" be retrieved, and the importance of Sun Wukong was self-evident.

If you grab Sun Wukong, you will grab the "Witch Book"!

"Kill!"

The sound of the ghost words seems to be in another time and space, endless and far, with endless killing sounds, countless swords and swords illuminate the mountains and rivers, drums and horns contend, and the sound of killing permeates the world.

His eyes turned hollow gray, and the aura on his body was incomparably fierce, like an ancient demon god, destroying everything, boundless ferocity, and destroying everything.

A gray war spear was held in his hand, although the war spear was dim and primitive, but the aura it emitted was incomparable to any divine soldier.

Boundless killing intent!

Endless destruction!

This is definitely the momentum that can only be had after killing countless strong people, and this is definitely an extremely terrifying magic soldier.

Ghost Kui's face changed slightly, and he reminded, "That's the desolate witch spear, which has been stained with the blood of the Mixed Yuan powerhouse, and once it cuts the wound, the wound will never heal." ”

"Kill!"

Ghosts roared, spears were directed, and the heavens and the earth were divided.

This is the demon soldier of the Desolate Wu Clan, infected with boundless blood, and has been cursed by the strong man of the Wu Clan, and the flowing breath seems to be able to destroy the world!

A fierce killing force enveloped the world, and the ghost stabbed with a war spear.

Ning Wujian also rushed up, with a long roar, his purple hair was like a waterfall, he raised himself without wind, his iron fist was in the air, and an incomparably strong force fluctuated!

Fist to spear, fist wind vast, boundless, like a thunderbolt exploding, hitting the spear, the sound of the mountain collapse and the ground cracked.

The rolling force weighed the storm, like the raging waves of the sea, surging towards the surging demonic energy in the sky.

This Heavenly Jedi's punch collapsed the entire space, and the entire heavenly dome twisted violently, shattering countless spatial cracks.

The Ghost Kui was shocked, and a large array rose up in the entire Ghost Kui Mansion, blocking the space and preventing the surrounding buildings from being further damaged.

Thundered!

It was as if a mountain flood had erupted, as if the substantial force had swept in all directions, destroying everything in its passing, if it weren't for the mana of the Ghost Kui Mansion Formation blocking this force, the bustling and endless residential areas here, the area within a radius of several miles would have been razed to the ground, and countless houses around would have turned into powder.

Fist against spear, the ghost roared angrily, and suddenly a terrifying "momentum" erupted from his body, and the demonic flames around him surged, shaking the ten directions, and the majestic demonic qi swept out in reverse, and the demonic qi was monstrous!

With him as the center, a black demonic aura like an ocean surged out, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire Heaven and Earth Ghost Mansion.

I saw him lift the war spear, and a majestic force burst out, and the black demonic qi on the war spear flowed backwards in the air like a big river, like an angry dragon piercing through the air, and the endless coercion stabbed towards Ning Wujian like a tide.

The war spear that turned from gray to pitch black, trembled, like a demon dragon dancing in the air, constantly tearing the void, and the whole person of Ghost Yan exuded a fierce aura that rushed to the sky, and the rolling dark clouds continued to surge around him, like boiling seawater.

"Kill!"

Ning Wuqian drank violently, and when he drank it, his tongue thundered, the void collapsed in vain, his vitality was riotous, and the rolling sound thunder exploded.

At this time, Mo Xie and Xuege were not in Ning Wuji's hands, and he didn't have a magic weapon to take advantage of, so he had to condense the vitality of heaven and earth, turn into a war sword, slash horizontally and vertically, and the brilliant sword was as long as a hundred zhang away, like a waterfall across the air, one after another, dazzling, vertical and horizontal, and each sword was fiercely slashed on the war spear.

Brilliant demonic light raged in all directions, the power of the tyrant surged everywhere, and the destructive aura erupted from the battle, and the entire Ghost Kui Mansion ceased to exist in the fierce battle.

Finally, the war sword and the war spear suddenly collided together, booming and rumbling, the heavens and the earth lost sound, and the sun and moon were gone!

The entire Ghost Mansion was filled with thick darkness.

It seems that 10,000 years have passed, but it seems that it is only for an instant that the heaven and earth have regained their clarity, and the sky is full of splashing brilliance, dotted with stars, and occasionally you can see drops of bright red blood.

The light ended, and in the sky, Ning Wuji's arm robe shattered, tearing out a blood mark, and blood fell down his arm.

Opposite him, Ghost Yan's face was as pale as paper, and even his two eyes as bright as morning stars dimmed, he was still standing in the void, holding a war spear, and on his chest, a brilliant light pierced through his chest like a sword.

"Dao Master!" When Ning Wujian and Ghost Yan were fighting fiercely, the two sides had already stopped, and at this time, the black-robed man brought by Ghost Yan exclaimed in surprise. (To be continued......)