Chapter 620: On Jiuhua Mountain
"Kill me?"
The burly man sneered, and the next moment, it turned into a big smile, "Hahaha, this is not Black Wind Mountain, here, even the Golden Immortal I am not afraid!"
Next to the throne, the burly man's eyes showed confidence, "However, if you want to kill me, it's not that simple? Now is the time to choose the master of the door, you can only challenge me if you defeat them!"
The burly man pointed to the evil cultivators and demon paths below him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pointed at those evil cultivators, "As long as you kill him, you can challenge me!"
Brush......
One by one, his gaze turned to Ning Wuji, and his blood-red eyes, with a bloodthirsty and cold light, swept unscrupulously. These demons, after cultivating demonic skills, have a perverse personality, a hot temper, and an impatient temperament, and they are not afraid of heaven and earth, not even death, at this time, they are all eyeing Ning Wuji.
"Kill!" Among the evil cultivators, there were unbearable evil demons who flew up directly with their swords, and the sword light was like a rainbow, sweeping with a cold demonic aura.
Ning Wuqian didn't even use the blood Ge, raised his head, and looked at the owner of the sword light, a huge will fell on that person, only to feel a boom in his ears, that person was confused, in the eyes of everyone, the evil cultivator who originally rushed up, as if he had hit a wall, flew back upside down, fell to the ground, and was already dead with all the meridians all over his body.
"Shhh
The sound of gasping sounded, and a single look killed an evil cultivator? You must know that the Dao can come to Jiuhua Mountain, all of them have been killed for a long time, and they are full of murderous aura, at least they are also an earth immortal cultivator.
"Let's go up and kill him!" Secretly, there was a loud shout.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"
When the words fell, the magic weapons of various colors were smashed towards Ning Wujian one after another, and those magic weapons, the demonic energy, either turned into black snakes or turned into centipedes. Spit poisonous mist, flying swords in the air.
In the face of so many magic weapons, Ning Wujian didn't dare to be careless, his eyes widened, and Xuege suddenly burst out with a snow light, sweeping through, only to hear the continuous clicking, all the magic weapons that rushed towards Ning Wujian exploded one after another after the blood light swept. Debris splashes.
Those impulsive and undodging evil cultivators were suddenly hit by the broken magic weapon, and they all vomited blood and flew back upside down.
"Groaning ......"
At this time, among the evil cultivators, a sick man shook his arm suddenly, and countless black sword qi flew out of his body, forming a small black light sword. Thousands, tens of thousands, tens of millions......
The dense black light of the small sword covers the sky and the sun, and there are small swords everywhere in the sky and the earth.
"Hurry back. It's the Ten Thousand Swords Prince!" The evil cultivators who poured into the ring saw this dense small sword, and their souls immediately rushed back.
In this mountainous area, he can compete with a burly man for the position of the master of the door. There are two of them.
One is this young and sick son, a cultivator, and his appearance is nothing. This young man is also a long-famous figure, with one hand "Ten Thousand Swords", he has killed countless enemies, don't look at him like a sick man, but he can be ruthless, more terrible than a burly man.
"Go!"
Ten Thousand Swords Gongzi pointed forward, and the small swords around him were like armies, lining up to kill forward, like waves of turbulent waves, quickly submerging the wide ring.
"Little Doyle!"
Seeing this ten thousand sword attack, Ning Wujian snorted coldly, and threw the blood Ge in his hand into the air, and suddenly one turned into two, two turned into four, and four turned into eight, and in the blink of an eye, rows of dense blood Ge also appeared in the sky, connected together, like a blood-colored ocean.
This method of change, Ning Wujian practiced "Tiangang Thirty-six Changes", and naturally knew that every time Sun Wukong attacked in a group, he turned the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick into thousands of pieces, which is the same as the attack of ten thousand swords.
Jingle Bell!
It's the same method, Ning Wuji's blood Ge is a broken innate treasure, and the flying sword that Ten Thousand Swords Gongzi practiced with his heart is at most a Ruyi Spirit Treasure, and there is a power of Ruyi change, compared with the two, it is naturally Ning Wuji's blood Ge who has the upper hand.
Soon, the ten thousand swords sent by the Ten Thousand Swords were all defeated by the blood Ge, and the last black sword flew back into the hand of the Ten Thousand Swords Prince, and under the moonlight, a sickly face became even paler, and he took two steps back and looked at Ning Wuji.
"Offended!" Ten Thousand Swords Gongzi withdrew the black sword, turned around and left.
Wan Jian Gongzi walked simply, next to the throne, the burly man's eyes narrowed, Wan Jian Gongzi was his powerful competitor, and when he didn't use that strength, he didn't dare to guarantee his ability to suppress Wan Jian Gongzi.
"Want the fisherman to profit?" the burly man sneered.
"You go and kill him!" the burly man said to his left and right men.
"Yes, Door Master!" Ten figures rose into the sky, flying towards Ning Wuji, and at the same time, ten swords flew into the sky.
The burly man looked coldly.
These ten people are the protectors of Jiuhua Mountain, and they are also the loyal subordinates of the burly man, and their task is not to kill Ning Wuji, but to create an opportunity for the burly man to make a move.
Ten swords, forming a sword array, like a net of heaven and earth, shrouded down.
"Return to the soul, make a move, as long as you kill him, the mountain area will be divided into half of you in the future!" the burly man sent a message to the people lurking in the dark.
This person is one of the two people he has the most scruples, but today, he wants to join forces to deal with outsiders, just because the burly man has no certainty of victory.
"The Howling Moon Demon King of the West Niu Hezhou, I hope you don't break your word, otherwise, I will join forces with Wan Jian!"
Bang!
At the moment when Ning Wu Ischem broke out with endless blood and broke through the formation of the ten Dharma Protector Swords, in the darkness, a cold cheer sounded.
"Soul Tower, town!"
A pitch-black pagoda several feet high appeared in the sky.
"It's the return of the soul, it is rumored that he is an outcast of the Yin Soul Dao, and he stole the treasure of the Yin Soul Dao, the Soul Suppression Tower, which is the Golden Immortal, and he will lose consciousness for a short time when he is attacked by the tower. "There are evil cultivators whispering.
In the mountainous area, the master of the door cannot be provoked, and there are two people, one is the sick man Wan Jian, and the other is the mysterious returning soul, especially the returning soul, it is rumored that it fell into his hands, and the soul cannot live in peace.
I saw a flash of black light on the pagoda, and a mysterious force poured out of the tower, heading towards Ning Wuqian Town, and Ning Wuji, who was about to kill the ten Dharma protectors, suddenly felt a force invade the divine soul, and the soul shook, dizzy, and the ongoing attack couldn't help but be stunned.
Yin Soul Dao controls the soul, and it is also notorious in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and it is not welcomed, and besides, the Yin Soul Dao, the doorman, has a withdrawn personality, is extremely ruthless, and cultivates the method of Yin Soul Dao, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.
But it is undeniable that this Dao Gate was once extremely powerful in Dongsheng Shenzhou, otherwise, it would not have allowed several other Dao to join forces to destroy, after the Yin Soul Dao was destroyed, its Supreme Treasure Town Soul Tower also disappeared, but today it appeared here!
"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, Darkness Invasion!"
Next to the throne, the burly man's eyes that had been waiting for the opportunity burst out with black light, and his body was like a balloon that had been propped up, suddenly soaring a few feet, a terrifying aura rose, and the surrounding dark power was rolling into his body, and the cultivation of the original peak of Yuanyang Heavenly Immortal instantly broke through a bottleneck, bursting out with dark power, enveloping Jiuhua Mountain.
"Suppression!"
The Dafa of Heavenly Demon Disintegration is a Yin Damage Method that the Heavenly Demon Dao injures a thousand enemies and damages eight hundred, and after it is cast, it will fall into a realm, and the "Dark Invasion" is a method passed down by the "Dark" Sect that can break through a realm in a short period of time under the shroud of dark clouds, and the cost is also not small.
At this time, the two methods were used, and the burly man actually possessed the realm, cultivation, and strength of Da Luo Jin Immortal in a short period of time.
The terrifying and turbulent power filled the whole body, and the burly man was full of spirit, what if he was the legendary demon king who defeated the red sperm, he was not going to be defeated in my hands today?
"Demon Vine, strangle!"
Behind the burly man, a black plant of hundreds of feet appeared between heaven and earth, a thick main vine, thousands of branch vines, and black flowers growing on them, covering all the sky, and even the moonlight dimmed, forming a vine space, enveloping all evil cultivators in it.
"Run!"
The evil cultivators had just been affected by the Soul Suppression Tower, and when they came to their senses at this time, they were shocked to see this scene, this demon vine was the body of a burly man, how many people had been killed, and it was covered with blood.
Before he had time to think about it, he saw those vines entangled, bursting out, rolling up a flying sword, and clusters of black sword qi shot out from it, killing those evil cultivators, many evil cultivators were killed by the sword qi before they knew what was going on.
More vines rushed towards Ning Wujian frantically, and above the vines, they were highly poisonous and smelly.
"Humph!"
Being oppressed by the soul suppression tower, Ning Wuji's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying momentum, breaking through the soul suppression tower, and the blood-colored battle swept through, attached to the flame power, and those vines suddenly burned.
"What kind of flame is this?" Among the vines, the burly man was startled, his body was invulnerable, and he couldn't resist Ning Wuji's fire?
"I don't believe I can't kill you!"
The burly man gritted his teeth, and endless vines surged towards Ning Wuji, like demon dragons, and at the same time, there were vines killing the evil cultivators.
To maintain the current strength, the burly man must let the vines absorb the blood, otherwise, he will not be able to withstand the strength of the golden immortal, and there is only one way to shatter.
All the evil cultivators scolded, and they began to block the sword qi, and they were so busy that they were in a hurry, the vines of the golden immortal's strength, how could they stop them, the vines pierced through the corpses, absorbing the blood and the amount of divine soul power, and soon, the corpses fell to the ground.
It was Ning Wujian in the ring, although he kept cutting off the rushing vines, but after cutting them, the vines grew rapidly, and even he was a little helpless by the endless vines.
"Ghost vine, you dare to attack me, you are looking for your own death!"
At this moment, in the dark, an angry cold snort sounded, and the Soul Suppression Tower, which was suppressed above Ning Wuqian's head and restricted Ning Wuqian's actions, suddenly burst out with black light, heading towards the burly man's town.
"Damn!" Seeing this scene, the burly man suddenly scolded, and the vines in the sky disappeared in an instant, enveloping the burly man and flying towards the sky. (To be continued......)