"Bang!"
The magic weapon fell and people fell on their backs.
The Heavenly Ghost King, who was trapped by the black silk thread, couldn't help but staggered.
Even though he was at the peak of his golden elixir, being so close to the magic weapon made him feel dizzy. He felt like stars were surrounding him, his vision was blurred, and he could not clearly see the person in front of him.
His eyes were even more blood red.
He originally thought his eyes were bloodshot, but in fact they were covered in blood.
A bloody curtain covered his open eyes.
The powerful impact that erupted made him unable to stand firmly.
The Heavenly Ghost King roared angrily, trying to break away from the Jiuzhang shrine behind him.
Although large pieces of silk thread were breaking and falling off, there were still new threads growing out of the shrine, tightly grasping the body of the Heavenly Ghost King like fish hooks.
"kill."
Tu Shanjun murmured softly, and the weirdness on his face became more and more intense. There was no clear light in his eyes, only the deep blackness, and the scarlet murderous intention condensed around him.
"kill!"
The magic power blended with the incense and wish power, and the hundred-foot divine body lowered its head slightly, turning into red-orange aura and pouring into Tushanjun's body. The aura surged from the gaps on both sides of the fangs, as if it had been absorbing the incense and wish power.
Another blow fell on the head of the Heavenly Ghost King.
"Bang."
"Bang bang bang."
Tu Shanjun's ghostly hand grabbed the neck of the Heavenly Ghost King.
Swing the Black Mountain Seal, one after another.
It only maintains the shape of the magic weapon and does not fully activate the magic weapon.
He instinctively understood that he could not consume mana, so he could not activate the magic weapon in his hand.
Relying on such brute force, he forcibly broke through the protective magic weapon of the Heavenly Ghost King, and then let the Daheishanhe County Seal in his hand fall on the Heavenly Ghost King's head.
Immediately blood surged out like a fountain.
The crackling cracks made one's scalp numb.
Bone and flesh, shattered.
Blood splattered and surged wildly.
The flesh and blood fell on Tushanjun's face, making him look even more cold and evil.
He smashed the magic weapon in his hand tirelessly, without giving the Heavenly Ghost King any chance to breathe.
Even the Heavenly Ghost King can already move his body and set up magic weapons.
This evil body is like a killing machine, leaving no stone unturned.
Such an injury would have been serious for an ordinary Jindan body, and he could not even stand firmly. However, it is not known whether the Heavenly Ghost King is physically strong or gifted, and he can still stand on the ground after being hit so many times.
The King of Heavenly Ghosts felt that his life was passing by, and a sense of powerlessness seemed to be coming to his body.
He found that he seemed to have really encountered a crisis, or a major crisis between life and death.
The body is tense and the mana is steaming.
I'm afraid that I'll be hit again if I'm not careful.
He shouted directly: "Tushanjun!"
The Heavenly Ghost King turned the long stick magic weapon in his hand, and the two sides of the long stick bent, turning into a hoop of light to protect his body, freeing his hands to wield the magic weapon to fight with Tushanjun.
However, what greeted him was the fast and ruthless Black Mountain Seal.
In a daze, the Heavenly Ghost King remembered the first half of his life.
He walked so smoothly. When he stepped on the Netherworld, he stepped on the corpses and bones all the way up, and finally ascended the throne and became the public face of the Netherworld.
He even felt that sooner or later he would surpass that guy.
However, he felt that he had not fully exerted his strength and was about to die in this strange fighting method.
He didn't know what the person in front of him was.
The strength of the secret method is solid and solid, and the fighting experience is like a master, and there are even many methods that he does not understand. Even the most powerful ability in his own magic field cannot affect the opponent.
The bridge of annihilation looks like nothing.
Silence.
Life passes.
Yinshen feels chaotic.
The Heavenly Ghost King didn't know what he should do. Should he continue to delay, or should he give it a try, unlock his most powerful secret method, and capture Tushan Jun with the thought of dying together.
But what to do next?
Those waiting for him must be the monks from the Holy Spirit Sect.
When his strength is sufficient, others will not and dare not have any ideas, but if his strength disappears, the other party will definitely take action.
"Ah……"
The Heavenly Ghost King spit out a mouthful of blood, raised his head, and fell back uncontrollably.
What greeted him was always darkness.
This is his only destination.
Not just him, but everyone, whether they are mortals or monks, if they do not become immortals, they will eventually become a handful of loess and die.
The passage of life is understandable.
"Destroy life."
The body of the Heavenly Ghost King stopped abruptly, surrounded by an unknown aura.
"The true meaning of destruction."
"So that's it. If I can't accept the passing of my own life, how can I understand the true meaning of death and become a monk who takes that step." The Ghost King said softly.
When he got up again, everything around him had already changed.
An unknown rhythm clings to the black thread.
After a while, the black thread melted.
The more than ninety-foot-long shrine behind the Heavenly Ghost King was cracked. From its original appearance, it looked as if it had been decaying for a long time. It gave a sense of dilapidation and loss of vitality.
Tushanjun, who had dark eyes, stepped back from the distance and stared at the Heavenly Ghost King warily.
"I should thank you. If it weren't for you, I might not be able to understand the concept of the true meaning of destruction."
"Because, if I fight with Yue Yan, I will die easily."
"I will win if I fight against other monks who are at the peak of their golden elixir but have no true intentions."
"Unfortunately, when I met you, not only did I not win, but I lost all my life." The Heavenly Ghost King has regained his former self-confidence, even though now his face is bloody and bloody, his life is gone, and most of his magic power is used to resist.
But now he is undoubtedly indifferent.
The way he looked at Tushanjun was completely different from the original contempt.
He could no longer despise Tu Shanjun, because the opponent was indeed very powerful. How could someone who could make him doubt himself in a battle of skills be weak?
If you despise such people, you are also despising yourself.
The King of Heavenly Ghosts sighed with regret: "It's really a pity. You look like a demon. Although your strength has been greatly improved, you don't know what I said, let alone understand the power of my true meaning."
"Then it's time to end this battle that I remember so deeply."
"Thousands of years from now, I will remember you, Tushanjun!" The last name was shouted.
He will remember Tushanjun.
Because this battle is really important to him.
"Destroy!"
Swing out a stick.
The true meaning of destruction then spread, the surrounding coercion melted away, the energy was extinguished, and even the originally connected legal domain had a certain gap. Only the rough skeleton of the Jiuzhang shrine standing behind the Heavenly Ghost King remained.
The vitality in Tushanjun's body quickly extinguished.
The strange changes in the original body have also stagnated.
This made Tushanjun, who was affected by his body, a little more clear-headed.
Tu Shanjun raised his eyes and whispered, "Do you really mean it?"
He was not surprised that the Heavenly Ghost King understood the true meaning.
The Heavenly Ghost King was originally the favorite of the Netherworld. He could cultivate to the peak of the golden elixir, and his own talent and understanding were not bad. All he needed was an opportunity.
It just so happened that this opportunity came during the battle with him, Tushanjun.
Tu Shanjun looked down at his body and clenched his fists: "I have it too..."
He does have it, but it's a pity that he can't use it.
Without the support of Tao, he could not express the true meaning he had understood. He could only watch the other party's true meaning affect his body, and the decay after the death of life was a kind of helplessness in the face of death.
Tu Shanjun suddenly laughed and murmured: "I really do."
Thinking about what you need to take care of.
My daughter has already arranged an escape route. She has a ghost robe to cover her body, and the hidden talisman made by him, the master of talismans, means that unless she is a high-level monk who is very good in the talisman formation or spiritual awareness, she will not be discovered.
With three Jindan monks escorting him, there will be no accidents on the way.
Covering her eyes with ghosts can prevent her eye problems from being noticed by the Wanfa Sect monks.
As for Daheishan, it can continue to operate without him, and no matter how bad it is, it won't get any worse.
After this battle, those mainstays went their separate ways. Even if the Heavenly Ghost King understood the true meaning, with his current injury, after defeating him, he would not have the energy to deal with the other Jindan monks.
Despite the ease with which the Heavenly Ghost King took action, half of his life was actually lost.
That is to say, Tushanjun is not strong enough, otherwise he could end his life before he realizes the true meaning.
As for himself, he doesn't actually need to worry.
When a top-quality magic weapon like the Soul Flag is placed outside, it is an opportunity for the Golden elixir monks to grab their heads. In the end, it does not make much difference whether it falls into the hands of the ghost king or the spirit demon.
If it really falls into the hands of the Heavenly Ghost King, Tushanjun will probably have to endure it for a long time. Moreover, if his cultivation level is not much worse, Tushanjun is not much weaker.
It's a pity that he couldn't fulfill his promise to Master Yuyan, which is really regrettable.
It was him who broke the appointment.
"That's it, that's fine."
Tu Shanjun let out a long sigh.
Victory or defeat is standard issue.
He has been defeated many times, due to luck, lack of strength, and even poor thinking.
But failure is not terrible, and admitting failure is not terrible either.
The terrible thing is to sink into failure.
He is already dead, so why should he be afraid that he will fail?
What he fears is nothing more than losing everything he cares about.
"Destroy!"
Another stick fell on Tushanjun's shoulder, making him dwarfed. Half of his shoulders had lost their intuition. He felt that the blow shattered bones, eroded vitality, and half of his body weathered into an ugly mummy.
The legal domain could no longer be maintained and turned into fragments of starlight.
Let the figures of the two great monks at the peak of the golden elixir appear in front of everyone again.
…
"King!"
All the monks who could see clearly in the inner formation shouted.
What they saw was Tushanjun's decaying body, what they saw was the elimination of Qi, and what they saw was the precursor to Tushanjun's defeat.
Tie Yu, who was in a yin state, turned his head sharply and looked at the soul flag fluttering in the wind standing in the ruins. With a ruthless look on his face, he yelled: "Even if I become a slave soul on the flag, my subordinates are willing to follow me."
Your Majesty, fight to the death."
After saying that, he dived into the soul flag.
The foundation-building Yin gods who had died long ago turned into rainbow lights one by one without any hesitation.
"Fight to the death!"
"Follow the king to the death!"
One after another, the Yin gods rushed into the soul flag, Tushanjun's disappearing aura was stable, and the Qi movement no longer wavered.
The Jin-haired Demon grinned. Logically speaking, he should be the one most afraid of death.
However, he didn't know what was wrong with him. He just felt that it didn't matter even if he failed today. As long as he followed that person, it didn't matter if he died. It didn't matter if he experienced failure.
The worst case scenario is to enter the banner and become a magic weapon.
"I'm really crazy."
The golden-haired demon shook his head, and then stood still. The Yin Shen flew out of the sea of consciousness and went straight to the soul banner in front of the Ghost King's Hall in Daheishan.
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