It seems that at this moment, Sui Feng himself became the Great Emperor of the Immortal Realm that he saw in the illusion of the sword scabbard at that time. Holding the unparalleled divine sword in the world, facing the mysterious and unpredictable strength of the Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Lord. The heart is like an ancient well reflecting the bright moon in the sky, allowing the ghosts and shadows around to be interspersed, but the heart is always calm without a trace of waves.

"Buzz—" There was a soft sound in my ears, the sound of the scabbard in my hand.

Sui Feng glanced down, and the scabbard in his hand trembled a little more violently as if it sensed his gaze.

"With the sword scabbard left by this Immortal Emperor in his hand, if he can't subdue this newly born ghost king, wouldn't it be shameful to laugh in vain?" laughed with the wind, and with his laughter, the clear light that echoed outside his body soared. The clear light brought the power of purification, and those ghosts that approached, but as soon as they came into contact with this clear light, they were immediately baptized and turned into nothing.

The clear light outside the body with the wind is like the edge of a lake, endless, and it seems that it will never dissipate. However, those ghosts are also endless, and no matter how much they are obliterated by the light outside his body, they can always be generated more and more vigorously.

It's just that these ghosts are generated by this Ten Thousand Ghosts Killing Heaven Array absorbing the dead qi in the mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, and I don't know how much dead qi it contains. After all, the protective body light outside the body with the wind is the true element in his body, and this place is completely closed to the outside world. Heaven and earth are all closed in the void, and there is no trace of aura at all, and all the sources come from the body of Suifeng. No matter how strong this clear light is, there will be a time when it will be exhausted after all.

Naturally, the wind knows this. The true yuan in his body was rapidly consumed, but after a short period of time, the golden pill in his dantian became much darker. Even his face was a little pale.

But Sui Feng didn't seem to care, and sneered: "What, do you want to drag me here alive with this formation?"

"So what? Do you think you can escape from it?" the Ghost King's voice came out again, and there was a bit of smugness in it, as if he had already eaten it with the wind.

"Purple Qi Catches the Galaxy!" Sui Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a shallow smile. A soft shout in his mouth directly startled the ghost king.

Exclaimed, "What! such a powerful sword move." You can even do it a second time?"

With a smile on his face in the wind. No, I don't. He only slowly put the scabbard in his hand in front of him, and the majesty of the whole body changed. Behind him, there was a phantom that rose up to the sky and broke through the sky, and with such a momentum alone, it shook the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Killing Heaven Array in unison. In an instant, a large gap was created outside of his body.

But Sui Feng didn't see anything outside of him. His eyes were fixed on the scabbard he was holding in his hand in front of him. Slowly gathered the pale cyan light outside his body towards the scabbard in his hand. The light outside of the body gradually dimmed. And the scabbard he held in his hand slowly shone with a purple light.

This purple light is absolutely cold, higher than the world, full of an unearthly atmosphere. With such a breath alone. Those ghosts were already trembling, and none of them dared to take half a step closer to the wind!

The scabbard, which was originally a chaotic color all over, actually reflected a pure and flawless purple brilliance at this moment. The scabbard was held to his chest by the wind, and the tremor on the blade was even more violent than before. The sound of the sword groaning filled the sky, encompassing every inch of space in this formation. It was all a spontaneous flutter of the scabbard, and there was no intervention from the wind.

At this moment, Sui Feng had completely determined that this sword scabbard was the object of a certain emperor in the immortal world. Thinking about it, the scene he saw in this scabbard before was very likely to be the real thing, that the emperor and the extraterritorial heavenly demon lord had a shocking battle. Both sides perished, and the scabbard fell to the earth.

At this moment, the sword scabbard was held in Suifeng's hand, and the sword qi surging on it soared, heading straight up for the Nine Heavens. There is already a faint tendency to stab the entire world open, as if suddenly returning to the ancient years when the emperor of the fairy world hung on his waist.

At that time, the sword and the scabbard were both there, and the two complemented each other. Who in the world has such strength to be able to trap it? It's like a fantasy, and the ghost king has just been born recently, and he still relied on such a formation to be on par with the seriously injured Yun Linzi, and he actually thought of trapping Suifeng and this scabbard here forever.

Everything in the world has reverse scales, among which the dragon clan is the most. The dragon's reverse scales will kill if you touch it. And the same is true of this sword, which is a gentleman's match, not just an iron weapon. It is also a symbol of integrity, especially this kind of fairy sword.

At this moment, Suifeng had already fused his heart and blood with this scabbard. Whether he is strong or weak, he is the master of this scabbard. This ghost king has a killing intent towards Suifeng, so naturally he can't escape its perception. This scabbard is the thing that accompanied the Emperor of the Immortal Realm back then, not only in the Immortal Realm, but also in the entire Heavenly Law Realm, who dares to have the slightest disrespect for it?

And today, he was so despised by this ghost king, and the sword itself was a thing of integrity. In this way, it directly touched the place where his reverse scales were.

In the next moment, endless energy rushed out from the scabbard in Suifeng's hand, swallowing thousands of miles, wishing to sweep away the entire void. Wherever this energy passed, whether it was ghosts or yin energy, everything was reduced to nothing.

"This is the breath of the fairy world! You actually have an immortal weapon?" the ghost king said tremblingly, and there was already a chill in his voice.

The face is like frost with the wind, and there is no warmth on the face. Staring coldly at the end of the void, feeling the incomparable strength contained in the scabbard in his hand, his heart surging for a while. Although he had not figured out the scabbard, he also felt the meaning of the riot coming from it.

"Is this the momentum of the Immortal Emperor?" said secretly with the wind, a firmness flashed in his eyes, his arm vibrate, and the scabbard in his hand slashed down towards the front!

"Hum-" A dull sound, like ten thousand heavenly horses galloping down together, and like nine curves of the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens. This momentum is already incomparable, and I am afraid that only before the primeval times, the momentum of Pangu when he opened the world can overwhelm it.

Endless purple light swept out, filling the entire void in an instant. Hundreds of millions of silver-white points of light flashed out of this endless purple light, rising from the mountain, and it was the hundreds of millions of stars rising out of the purple qi.

The power of this sword could no longer be described in words, and it had reached the limit of what this void could withstand in an instant. Spatial cracks flashed out on it, and finally, it finally couldn't be supported, accompanied by a roaring sound. This void that had been brewed by the Ghost King with the formation collapsed completely, like falling glass, shattered.

"It can't be, it can't be!"

After this void broke, the space flickered, and it returned to the space in the previous temple. The Ghost King stood straight in front of Sui Feng, but this time, the void was only a magic circle, not a real space.

Sui Feng's sword light was not sucked into it by the spatial turbulence, and its power was not lost at all, and it continued to move forward, heading straight for the ghost king in front of him.

"No, no!" the Ghost King's eyes widened, and his face was horrified.

It was too late to dodge at this moment, and no one could ignore the majesty of the Excalibur to get out. Sui Feng seemed to hear a trembling sound like a cheer coming from the scabbard of the sword he held in his hand, and the next moment, this purple light poured out, engulfing the figure of the ghost king in one fell swoop.

"Ghost escape!" The ghost king did not give up, and with an angry shout, his whole body turned into a black flame and burned. The speed of action skyrocketed a few points, and he desperately fled beyond this sword light.

"It's too late to think about running away. With a sneer in the wind, the sword light flourished again, and the endless stars suddenly rose and fell, like grinding discs, grinding the ghost king into powder in it, and there was no breath left. (To be continued......)