The five ghost masters in the clouds looked at each other at this moment.

Who would have thought that even the ghost general who was carefully sacrificed by the Ghost Lord of the Shechuan Ghost was killed by the sword formation.

This ghost army is the favorite thing of the Ghost Lord of the Sichuan River. Once it is used, it will be enough to deal with the five hundred sword cultivators.

However, after the eight hundred sword cultivators led by Fang Dou formed a large formation, they wiped out the entire ghost army.

Defeat and annihilation are two concepts. The former may be comparable, but the latter must have overwhelming advantages.

Zonghe Ghost Lord became comfortable inside, and finally someone suffered more losses than him.

The other three ghost masters had gloomy faces and could not tell anything from their expressions.

The Ghost Lord Shichuan was expressionless, and the ghost clouds under his feet suddenly cracked and flew towards Fang Dou's sword formation.

"Don't be impulsive and ruin the overall situation we have worked hard to create!"

The five ghost masters joined forces and made great plans, for a place in Shu.

They can let the ghost slaves go around, smuggle the sword cultivators, but they must not intervene in person.

The three sword immortals in Shu are in charge, and this is the greatest confidence.

Whether it is the conspiracy of the Great Demonic Killing God or the changes in Fengdu Mountain, if the sword immortal cannot attract the attention of the swordsman, all conspiracies cannot be implemented.

"I can't breathe this, and I can't even sleep even if I sleep!"

The Ghost Lord of Shechuan raised his palm, and the ghost clouds condensed in it, turning into half an acre of ghost clouds.

The wind roared in this group of ghost clouds. Looking closely, there were countless ghosts crowded with each other, both men, women, and young, posing expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

"Thousand-headed ghost clouds!"

Seeing this, the ghosts around him showed a look of watching the show.

The Shichuan Ghost Lord raised his palm slightly, and the group of ghost clouds floated towards the sword formation where Fang Dou was located.

"A little lesson, I will take action outside of Shu, and the three sword immortals can't say anything!"

...

Mi Changgu entered the "Yunshan Wumao" sword formation, and the group began to return home and rushed towards the entrance of Shu Road.

Mi Changgu and Yu Feijiang gathered together and talked about this sword formation, and praised it endlessly.

In particular, I once saw with my own eyes that the sword formation wiped out the ghost generals, and the evil ghost formation was shockingly powerful.

"The Young Master Xueding is worthy of being the creator of the formation. The sword formation he controls has no upper limit on the number of people, and can transform the power of the five elements and introduce natural and endless power!"

Mi Changgu and Yu Feijiang are from Lingxiao City and Baidi City respectively. They are usually tasks that are above the top, but when they see Fang Dou's amazing talent, they are both ashamed of themselves.

"As long as this person is in one day, all of us will be suppressed by him!"

Although the two were amazed, they didn't have any evil thoughts in their hearts!

Suddenly, everyone noticed that the light had dimmed and huge shadows were cast under their feet, like a large cloud floating above their heads.

"not good!"

Many sword cultivators raised their heads and saw this unusual ghost cloud. Countless ghost heads squirmed, making their scalp numb.

"What's this?"

No one could tell what this group of ghost clouds was, but based on their appearance, they could tell that they were enemies but not friends.

"Form a formation, don't leave easily!"

Fang Dou's voice sounded. With the tacit understanding cultivated during this period, more than 800 sword cultivators began to choose their own flying swords.

"Aowoo!"

"It's bitter!"

"It hurts so much!"

"I will be able to survive after eating your heart and liver!"

"Hehe, I killed the person!"

"Why did you lie to me?"

In the thousands of ghost clouds, various resentful words of voices came from the clouds, gathering into a grand wave and sweeping towards the sword formation.

Just the sound is enough to touch the resentment deep in one's heart.

In the sword formation, many sword cultivators looked pale, covered their ears with their hands, and tried their best not to listen.

Some disciples with weaker skills were also moved by ghost sounds, and for a moment, evil thoughts arise, and their palms holding the flying sword were trembling, eager to kill people and see blood.

"Earth Demons, come up!"

Fang Dou released two evil spirits of greed and ignorance, wrapping around the sword formation, even though it blocked the many noises.

"Keep your mind and never fall into it!"

The sound rang in the ears of each sword cultivator through the sword formation, like a drum and a bell in the morning, awakening everyone.

For a moment, many sword cultivators woke up as if they were in a dream, sweating profusely all over their bodies.

This struggle was like walking on the verge of life and death, almost losing his life just now.

"Hurry, ignore it and hurry to the entrance of Shu Road!"

With the order of Fang Dou, the entire sword formation accelerated and rushed towards the Shu Road.

The Thousand-Headed Ghost Cloud was first thrown ten miles behind, and then accelerated, and the speed was not slow at all.

"Don't run, let's play games!"

"Baby, I want to run and break your legs!"

"What are you running, come and have fun!"

In the middle of a ghost cloud, countless ghosts were gathering, staring at each sword cultivator in the sword formation, drooling.

At the entrance of Shu Road, the three geniuses, Jun Tianfeng, also saw a situation not far away.

A mountain and river moved rapidly, crushing the ghosts to perish, but the sky was always covered with ghost clouds, like shadows.

From time to time, sword lights rose in the mountains below, and they pierced the ghost clouds.

Each sword light can pierce a ball of ghost head, but the ghost clouds roll, and there is a constant stream of ghost heads reborn again.

The ghost heads opened their mouths and bit the flying sword desperately, trying to take them off.

The sword cultivators in the sword formation tried their best to solve the problem, manipulated the flying sword to make various complex changes, and dodged the biting of the ghost head in the cloud.

"quick!"

Jun Tianfeng raised his heart and as long as everyone could enter Shu Road, everything would be fine.

The Shu Road is naturally dangerous and has the power to weaken ghosts.

In the distance, the Ghost Lord of Zonghe spoke leisurely, "I'll help you."

"What a good Zonghe, it turns out that you are also petty!"

The Ghost Lord Zonghe shot out black light from his eyes and stabbed into the thousands of ghost clouds.

Thousand-headed ghost clouds squirmed violently, condensing into huge black balls, countless faces appeared on the surface, with different expressions, and were spitting sweet or vicious words in their mouths.

Thousand-Headed Ghost Clouds united the power of two major ghost masters to form the final form, "Thousand-faced Ghost Head without Face".

The huge ghost head fell from a high altitude, in the middle of the "Wushan Mist Cover" sword formation.

This is the intention of the Ghost Lords, to completely erase the entire sword formation before everyone enters Shu Road.

So what about the eight hundred sword cultivators? There are only three sword immortals in Shu, which can make the ghost masters afraid of one or two, and all of them are mediocre.

The momentum of the ghost's head falling brings a huge impact, and the heaven and earth change in color. Long black smoke is dragged out from behind, rubbing against the air and igniting the flames.

From a distance, the momentum is no less than that of a meteorite falling from the sky.

The sword cultivators guarding the entrance of Shu Road, including Jun Tianfeng, all changed their color in shock.

These two ghost masters took action at the same level, and belonged to the three sword immortals at the same level. For them, they were a desperate enemy.

"It's dangerous!"

At this time, many sword cultivators saw that the black hand of this ghost riot was actually many ghost masters far away in Mangshan.

In the sword formation, the flying swords of eight hundred sword cultivators were suspended in front of them at the same time, brewing a shocking trick.

Clouds and mists tumbling, and thunder suddenly appears!

From one mountain peak, light columns of varying thickness emerged, which were obviously the thunder transformed by the sword light.

Thunder formed a big net, as if to cover the huge ghost head that fell.
Chapter completed!