The huge sword body formed by the aggregation of countless small swords was held in front of Ling Tian, "Bai Wuchang! Today I will let you know how powerful my Ling Tian is!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Tian slashed out a sword, and the blade of the sword brought up countless sand and dust, and even the woods a few miles away were swayed by the wind that was cut by the sword body.

Bai Wuchang laughed, "Little trick, don't think that how big the sword is, how big the heart is!" As he spoke, he raised the mourning stick in his hand and only made a slight stroke, and the sword wind slash was instantly broken into two pieces by the mourning stick, slashing from Bai Wuchang's left and right sides, slashing on the ground, and leaving two deep sword marks.

He had been using spells against Bai Wuchang just now, but he didn't see any melee attack methods, Ling Tian had always thought that he was a Soul Retainer Messenger, looking thin and weak, and he was still half empty and half real.

At this time, when Ling Tian had just slashed a blow, Bai Wuchang took advantage of Ling Tian's huge sword body and couldn't swing it flexibly, and his body floated towards Ling Tian with his body against the big sword.

Ling Tian didn't have time to put away the sword, Bai Wuchang had already arrived in front of him, the mourning stick smashed directly towards Ling Tian's head, Ling Tian's hands were covered by the small sword, he didn't have time to stop it, he was hit by the mourning stick, and suddenly his eyes were full of stars.

However, Ling Tian's Essence Soul had a calming effect, but Bai Wuchang's mourning stick was also extraordinary, and when it hit with a stick, Ling Tian felt that his soul trembled, and his mind was in a trance for a moment.

Ling Tian lost his mind, and Bai Wuchang waved the mourning stick and smashed it on Ling Tian's head.

Suddenly, a piercing roar poured into Bai Wuchang's ears, and he only felt that his mind was blank. The mourning stick in his hand came out of his hand with a "dang chang" and fell to the ground.

By the time he woke up, Ling Tian had already distanced himself from him, and the blade of the great sword approached the top of his head with the sound of whistling wind.

Bai Wuchang was shocked, and hurriedly recited a strange spell, Ling Tian's eyes flickered, and he saw that Bai Wuchang had conjured five identical clones, unable to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

The blade swept over a figure where Bai Wuchang's body had just been, and the figure was split in half at the moment, letting out a miserable howl like killing a pig.

Why did you howl so much. Could it be that I will be hit by the body after walking shit luck?" Ling Tian thought to himself.

"Hey, hey, hey. Little ghost, I'm kidding you!" The figure that had been split in half turned into a phantom and shook twice, and then it was as intact as ever, appearing in front of Ling Tian's eyes again. The five figures spoke together.

"Damn!" Ling Tian scolded secretly. The great sword swept sideways. I can't tell the difference, so it's better to sweep away all five figures, and one of them is the real body!

Of course, Bai Wuchang would not let Ling Tian succeed. The five figures fluttered rapidly, and before the big sword could sweep over, they had already floated around Ling Tian's body, and their speed was more than twice as fast as Ling Tian swinging the big sword.

The mourning sticks in his hand smashed on Ling Tian's head one by one, Ling Tian didn't care so much, he turned the big sword in a circle, but Bai Wuchang's body method was too fast, even if Ling Tian's big sword swept a whole circle, the doppelgangers that were cut off all quickly recovered one by one, and none of them were real bodies.

And the real Bai Impermanence will change his position with a stick, and he will have time to dodge the sweep of the big sword. However, Ling Tian was smashed by the mourning stick again, and he couldn't help Bai Wuchang at all.

Ling Tian was furious, gathered his true qi to the position of his back heel, firmly planted his back heel on the ground, and suddenly accelerated the speed of turning around the sword, Bai Wuchang laughed, and also accelerated, and the mourning stick in his hand still kept smashing at Ling Tian's head.

"Ahh

Ling Tian's figure could no longer be seen clearly in the hurricane, and a blue-blue figure could be seen like a spinning top, biting the ground and spinning. Everything on the ground was attracted by the hurricane, and together with the dark sky of the ghost world, a black hole vortex was formed.

The countless small swords that condensed into the body of the great sword were unable to withstand the centrifugal strength, and they broke away from the shackles of true qi, and shot outward with the rotation of the big sword, just in front of the Ghost Gate, with Ling Tian as the center, forming an incomparably powerful sword storm of blades.

Bai Wuchang was bitter at this time, because he underestimated Ling Tian too much, and now he was trapped in the hurricane, and the other four clones had long disappeared, leaving him to circle around Ling Tian with his life, so that he would not be swept by the big sword.

At first glance, the remnants left by Bai Impermanence's body were much more than those four clones. The mourning stick has been swept away by the chaotic air current, and I don't know where to go,

Finally, with the scream of "Ahhh

I don't know how long it took for the hurricane to gradually stop, and calm was restored before the ghost gate closed, but the black hole in the sky blown out by the hurricane has not yet healed.

Ling Tian knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. The small swords attached to his arms had all been swept away, and no matter how strong his body was, the violent rotation made him dizzy, and his stomach twitched, and he vomited sour water.

With Ling Tian as the center, the wasteland was a mess for several miles, the ground was full of sword marks, and the earth and rocks were affected by the storm, rolling into a huge crater in the shape of a whirlpool.

Bai Wuchang lay on the ground far away, his fingers moved slightly, and after a while, he supported the ground with his arms, got up with his back to him, spat out the sand and gravel in his mouth, and turned around suddenly, his eyes no longer squinted, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

"Little ghost, how dare you be so disrespectful to your grandfather! Even if you live a long life, I will pull you into the eighteenth layer of hell today!" Bai Wuchang was really angry, and he didn't go to look for the mourning stick, and shouted loudly on the spot. "Lao Fan, get back to Lao Tzu!"

I saw a figure fly out of the woods in the distance, which had not been affected by the sword storm.

When I looked closely, the figure was a tattered black impermanence, as if it had been kicked out, and it threw itself directly into the clearing outside the forest, looking embarrassed.

Bai Wuchang floated over angrily, "Old Fan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahem... I'm going to fight him for another 300 rounds!" Black Impermanence sprang up, clutching the Soul Rope tightly in his hand. The muscles bulged.

Another figure in the forest also came out, and in just a moment, that figure passed in front of the black and white impermanence, and quickly flashed in the direction of Ling Tian.

As soon as he pulled up the weak Ling Tian and ran towards the Ghost Gate, Ling Tian saw that this person was also covered with bruises, and the wide black robe was already covered with countless gaps, and even stained with a lot of dust and blood, thinking that it must be on par with Black Impermanence, and no one took advantage of it.

"Where to run!" the black and white impermanence shouted, and chased after him.

Seeing that the black-clothed man dragging Ling Tian had already crossed the ghost gate in one step. Black Impermanence took the lead in throwing out the soul rope in his hand. Bai Wuchang was not far behind, and took out a lot of purple rune paper from his bosom and pasted it on the rope.

The man in black saw the rope coming, and shook the long sleeves of the wide black robe. Ling Tian was so close. But it is also to see clearly the number of attacks of this person. There was only a shadow thrown out of the sleeve robe, and it hit the rope.

The Soul Rope was violently shaken and flew backwards. With a flick of his wrist, the rope seemed to have eyes, and it was directly trapped on one of Ling Tian's ankles.

The man in black suddenly stagnated with Ling Tian's pace, and was pulled back from the Ghost Gate Pass again.

"Xie Lu Xie senior came to the rescue, but don't worry about me, you go first..."

Ling Tian judged from the fact that the man in black could fight on an equal footing with the black impermanence, this person must be a master, but at this time, he no longer had the strength to fight again, so he had no choice but to say this to the man in black.

But the man in black was very stubborn, dragging Ling Tian to death and refusing to let go.

Seeing that the black and white impermanence was getting closer and closer to the two people at the ghost gate, the man in black was ready to fight to the death with the two impermanence ghosts.

At this moment, a person flew from the direction of the Yin City, and it was actually Master Qingxiao who stayed in the Eastern Domain Ghost Realm to fight against Ling Tian against the Nether God Monarch.

The speed of Qingxiao Imperial Sword was very fast, but the shadow of the Netherworld Divine Monarch behind him also came into the eyes of everyone in front of the Ghost Gate.

Getting closer, Ling Tiantian could see clearly that Qing Xiao was already seriously injured at this time, and had become the end of the crossbow, and the Nether God Monarch behind him led countless ghost pawns to chase after him.

In the blink of an eye, Qingxiao Imperial Sword came to a place less than a mile away from Ling Tian and the others, and with a flick of his hand, he shot out a golden light that hit the soul restraint rope that bound Ling Tian's ankle.

There was a soft sound, and the soul rope broke in response, and the black impermanence pulling force of the rope was too strong, and the rope broke off and took a few steps backwards, and was firmly held by Bai Impermanence.

"I was asked to run away for me!" came the shouts of the Nether God Monarch, as if ordering the two impermanences, black and white, to stop Qingxiao Imperial Sword from flying out of the Ghost Gate.

Ling Tian used all his strength to throw the little sword high into the sky, and picked up the Ten Thousand Swords Technique in his hand, the small sword quickly transformed into tens of thousands, and stood in the sky in front of the Ghost Gate with a flickering cold light.

Qing Xiao sped up the speed of the sword and turned into a streamer, grabbing both hands as he passed Ling Tian and the black-clothed man, grabbing the two of them left and right in his hands, and shooting towards the Ghost Gate Pass.

Ling Tian laughed at this time, "Grandpa won't play with you anymore! Today's revenge, it's not too late to revenge it in the future! Ha Lu Ha

With that, as soon as he raised his hand, a rain of swords poured down from the sky, only one of the small swords flew back into Ling Tian's hand, and Qing Xiao took the two of them to fly out of the ghost gate in an instant, and disappeared. Ling Tian let out a series of laughs.

The rain of swords smashed into the array of many ghost pawns who didn't have time to stop, and the screams were endless, and the Netherworld Divine Monarch raised the wall with both hands, and the small sword "clanked" on the wall and disappeared without a trace.

After a while, the ghost gate closed quickly outside, and the ghost world returned to calm again.

Before the ghosts all stopped and closed the ghost gate, the ghost world was strictly preserved, and it was strictly forbidden for all ghosts to open the ghost door without permission to break into the world, unless it was a messenger of the ghost world who had received the order of the king of the ten halls of Hades to detain the soul.

"Hmph, it's useless to let them run away!" said the Nether Divine Monarch as he glared at the black and white messengers of impermanence.

But the Netherworld God Monarch no longer chased, although he despised the other kings of the ghost realm in his mouth, but in his heart he was still quite frightened of the Ten Palaces Hades, and the reason for this was not enough for outsiders.

When the Netherworld Divine Monarch waved his master back to the Eastern Regions Ghost Realm, Bai Wuchang said sharply, "Hmph! Little Dongyue Ghost Emperor, he actually doesn't take grandpa in his eyes, sooner or later, when you suffer, damn little ghost, if I let me see him again, I will definitely make him unable to survive, unable to die!"

"I'm angry, if I meet again, I'm going to break that person's body into pieces and drag him to feed the vicious dogs of the Vicious Dog Village!" said Hei Wuchang.

"You still said that if you hadn't run after that nameless man on your own, how could you easily let that little ghost run away!" Bai Wuchang scolded Black Impermanence with anger.

"If I hadn't dragged that man, do you think you would have been able to fight this kid in peace?"

The two impermanence quarreled at the gate of the ghost gate, but the friendship between the two was still very deep, and finally reached an agreement, if they met in the future, they would work together and no longer insist on going their own way.

Ling Tian and the others walked out of the Ghost Gate Pass and arrived in the Buzhou Mountain Group, but what they saw in front of them couldn't believe it, Lan Bing and several Qiongxia disciples fainted to the ground, only a meager breath remained, and the mountains were full of traces of fighting.

The five Daoist disciples who were in charge of guiding Ling Tian and the three of them, seeing that the three of them had returned safely and soundly, quickly closed the ghost gate, and after completing everything, the four people sitting cross-legged lowered their heads and swallowed their breath, and the last one was left spitting blood from his mouth and saying, "Quick... Go and save people...", and he fell to the ground.

"It's... What the hell is going on..."(To be continued......)

PS: It's about to be the day of the explosion, and this book will get fatter and fatter, come on!