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Chapter 2041 Massacre!

The murderer was named "Ghost Tutuo" and he was famous for being ruthless. He didn't give the twelve people a chance to defend themselves and just killed them to establish his authority!

When everyone in the ghost prison saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. Who dared to retreat? They all swarmed up and surrounded Liang Yan.

Qing Beiwang said loudly: "Everyone, if we let the thief run away, we will definitely die, and our death will be extremely miserable! Tiangong City has clear rewards and punishments. If you can kill this thief, you will have made a great contribution. What do you want?"

After hearing what he said, everyone was in high spirits.

"Anyone who breaks into the ghost prison without permission will be killed without mercy!"

"kill!"

Following Qing Beiwang's order, one hundred thousand monks took action at the same time. Various magic and killing moves, magical weapons and magic weapons came out of the air and attacked Liang Yan from all directions.

Liang Yan still stood where he was, with his hands behind his back and his face calm.

In front of him, the colorful streams of light were like the stars in the sky, magic weapons, talismans, seals, signs, secret techniques and various magical means, performing infinite mysteries in mid-air, like the tide of the sea, rolling in.

Facing the tidal wave of offensive, Liang Yan's aura did not fluctuate at all, but a huge and boundless murderous intention that could not be concealed began to spread around.

Qing Bei Wang met his gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he shivered.

"This guy"

Before he could react, he saw five different colors of sword light coming out from behind Liang Yan, namely purple, green, silver, black, and white. Some were like swimming dragons, and some were like Jinghong swords with different meanings.

, the power of the law is also different.

"There are actually five natal sword pills, and they contain the power of different laws?" Qing Beiwang's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.

brush!

Five rays of sword light rushed into the crowd, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, destroying everything!

The ghost prison monks were unable to withstand Liang Yan's sword energy at all, and their defensive spells were ineffective. Wherever the five sword lights passed, they could only see blood splattering and corpses everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of monks were killed by swords, their bodies were annihilated, and their souls were turned into ashes!

"I'm going to book the eighteenth floor. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Liang Yan rose into the air, his clothes flying.

There was no trace of pity in his eyes. As his mind turned, the five sword laws were used at the same time, just like mowing grass, harvesting the lives of everyone in the ghost prison.

"ah!"

There were tragic wails from the crowd.

Those who rushed to the front and were not highly cultivated were instantly turned into powder by the sword light. As for those monks who were slightly higher in cultivation and responded promptly, although they were not directly killed by the sword light, they were scattered in all directions.

When the sword energy stabbed me, blood suddenly flowed out, and my meridians were severed. It was terrible!

"This thief, what a powerful method!" Several of the Tribulation Ancestors were shocked.

Suddenly I heard a strange laughter, but it was Guishan Patriarch who said: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic, I'm here to help you suppress his sword energy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers had changed. Countless silt gathered and turned into eight huge earth dragons, floating up from the depths of the ground.

The earth dragon raises its head!

Powerful ghost energy shot up into the sky, forming hundreds of chains, binding Liang Yan's body tightly.

At the same time, eight earth dragons roared into the sky, each containing the original essence of the ancestor of Guishan, rushing towards Liang Yan desperately, trying to devour his body.

"Well done!"

Facing this sudden change, Liang Yan smiled instead of getting angry.

With a pinch of the sword technique in his hand, the Black Lotus Sword Pill flew back, spinning around beside him, and the black sword energy fell down like a violent storm.

Those chains composed of ghost energy were simply unstoppable, as if they were made of paper. When penetrated by the black sword energy, the spell instantly turned into nothingness, leaving only pure ghost energy permeating the surroundings, no longer threatening at all.

Liang Yan pointed with his hand again, and the black sword light galloped around him. Even if there were eight earth dragons, he was no match for him. He was soon swallowed by the sword energy containing the dark law, and countless holes appeared in his body.

Seeing that the original essence was damaged, the strange face on the mountain wall roared.

"How dare you destroy my earth line, I will fight with you!"

At the same time as he spoke, all eight earth dragons exploded, and a cloud of yellow mist enveloped thousands of miles in radius.

This haze fell on the ghost prison monks, as if they had an extra treasured garment, covering their bodies perfectly and looking indestructible!

And every puff of smoke that fell on Liang Yan was like a ten thousand-foot mountain, extremely heavy!

"It's the 'Hundred Refining Ghost Rock' of the ancestor of Guishan!"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with dark complexion wearing a black robe was staring at the yellow haze around him, his face extremely excited.

This person's name is "Huang Baichuan". He is one of the seven ancestors of the calamity. He practices the secret art of ghosts "Hundred Ghosts Sutra", and his whole body is covered with mysterious and strange runes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Ma also laughed and said:

"Haha, being shrouded by the 'Hundred Refined Ghost Rock' is equivalent to everyone having an extra top-notch defensive magic weapon. There are so many of us, so I don't believe it can't kill him!"

After saying that, the vertical eyes on his forehead suddenly opened, and thirty-six green lights were released continuously, like meteors chasing the moon, chasing one after another, and shooting towards Liang Yan in the distance.

He was extremely cunning. Even though he screamed loudest, he hid at the very back. He only dared to harass him from a distance with his vertical gaze and never dared to come forward.

Liang Yan was surrounded at this time. He saw green light coming from a distance like a string of beads, and couldn't help but sneered:

"What a good Lord Ma. I spared your life before, but now you are rushing to die. You deserve this disaster in your life!"

While speaking, he used the "Third Son Sword Technique", and the purple thunder sword light shot through the air, disembowelling hundreds of ghost prison monks along the way, and he was in front of Lord Ma in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Lord Ma's expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect that even if he was surrounded by everyone, even if he was so far apart, Liang Yan would still use his sword against him!

"Idiot, if you mess up your position like this, you will only die faster!"

Although he was angry in his heart, Lord Ma knew that he had to guard against this sword, so he made a seal with both hands and recalled all thirty-six rays of green light, forming a thick defensive barrier in front of him.

At the same time, he waved his sleeve and threw out a nine-foot-long door panel that was completely black.

But it is the defensive magic weapon that he is most proud of: "Ghost Control Tianmen"!

No wonder he was so cautious. After learning from the past experience of Ancestor Jihun, who would dare to be careless? Seeing that Liang Yan had targeted himself, he immediately gave up the attack and used all his mana to defend. In addition, the "Ancestor Guishan"

"Hundred Refining Ghost Rock" and his own "Ghost Control Tianmen", they only hope to be able to defend against this sword.

"As long as you guard against one sword, just one sword will be enough" Prince Ma kept thinking silently in his heart.

Boom!

Thunder exploded in mid-air, and the purple sword light was like a thunder dragon, majestic and unstoppable!

The defensive barrier composed of thirty-six green lights was torn apart by the thunder sword energy in an instant, just like layers of window paper being pierced, unable to stop it even for a moment.

Lord Ma's face turned pale, and he could only place his hopes on the "Ghost Control Tianmen" and the "Hundred Refining Ghost Rock".

Under his full force, the dark door panel released powerful ghost energy, and a ferocious ghost head appeared on the door lintel, which began to devour the souls of the souls spilling out of the surrounding battlefield.

The door panels are getting thicker and thicker, and the ghost energy is getting stronger and stronger!

Just when the power of the "Ghost Control Tianmen" expanded to its limit, the thunder dragon flew over with a momentum that soared into the sky.

boom!

Just hearing a loud noise, thunder roaring, and sword energy flowing horizontally, Yugui Tianmen fell apart without any warning and turned into powder in the purple sword light.

The whole process happened in a flash!

Like the thirty-six layers of defensive restrictions, this defensive magic weapon that Lord Ma had high hopes for still did not block the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword even for a moment.

"If it doesn't work, my life will end!"

Seeing the power of Liang Yan's sword, Lord Ma's liver and gallbladder split and his face turned pale.

In his sight, the purple thunder dragon was getting closer and closer, and soon it came to the top of his head, slashing down from top to bottom.

The "Hundred Refining Ghost Rock" can block scattered sword energy, but when facing Liang Yan's full sword, it is no different from paper.

"ah!"

A shrill scream was heard, and Prince Ma's body was cut in half in the middle. His true spirit still wanted to escape, but how could it escape the thunderous sword energy that was known for its speed?

The Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword made a slight stroke in mid-air, spanning hundreds of miles in an instant, and chopped Lord Ma's true spirit into pieces, turning it into a wisp of faint blue smoke.

The second catastrophe ancestor fell!

But everyone in the Ghost Prison did not shrink from this, but instead became more motivated to fight.

"There is a flaw!"

Qing Beiwang shouted, excitement showing on his face.

It turned out that in order to kill Lord Ma, Liang Yan separated one of the five sword pills, which inevitably exposed flaws in his own defense.

Which of these tribulation ancestors is not experienced in hundreds of battles? No one was timid because of Lord Ma's death. Instead, they seized on the flaw and launched a violent attack on Liang Yan!

One hundred thousand monks were flying in mid-air, like a rolling torrent, and all kinds of magic and magical powers came one after another. Although their strength was uneven, they could cover the ancestors of the Tribulation and cooperate with their offensive.

In addition, the ancestor of Guishan used the power of this small world to encircle and suppress Liang Yan, and soon a situation of encirclement was formed.

"So what if I let you guys get close?"

Liang Yan sneered again and again, and the golden Buddha light emitted from his body was like an indestructible iron wall, blocking all the magical powers that appeared around him.

He pinched the magic formula again, and the Lingtian Sword Pill circled around, creating an arc-shaped frost-white sword light.

Everyone in the Ghost Prison who rushed to the front felt their eyes blurred, and a biting chill poured into their bodies. The blood in their veins and the spiritual power in their meridians all became stagnant.

"It's so cold!"

This is the last thought on most people's minds.

The ice sword energy spreads out in all directions, like a glacier, washing away a hundred miles in radius. As long as the sword energy penetrates, the whole person will turn into an ice sculpture, and there will no longer be any life.

In the blink of an eye, with Liang Yan as the center, thousands of ice sculptures appeared within a radius of a hundred miles.

They were all living monks, and they still maintained various postures. Some were making incantations, some were manipulating magic weapons, and some were making seals with their hands. They had just burned the talisman and were about to use some mysterious magical power.

No matter what these thousands of monks were doing a moment ago, they are now frozen forever.

"ah!"

A scream came from the crowd, but Qing Beiwang was also pierced by the ice sword energy.

Even with his level of cultivation, half of his body felt numb and his body almost froze. If the magic power hadn't been flowing so quickly, I'm afraid the prison master would have hated himself on the spot.

"What a poisonous sword energy!"

Qing Beiwang had already lost his arms. At this moment, he could only use his mental skills to seal the meridians and flesh and blood near the wound, and then slowly force out the sword energy from his body.

He looked around and saw ice sculptures suspended in mid-air, like tombs, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

Suddenly I heard a long roar that shook hundreds of miles!

"Qingbeiwang! You escaped with your life, but you came to die. After all, you are doomed!"

Hearing this voice, Qing Beiwang felt his heart beat suddenly and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Looking around, I saw Liang Yan's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his sleeve, countless green sword energy spread around, like the waves of the sea, one wave after another, the momentum became stronger and stronger.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qingbei Wang felt that he heard the natural sounds of heaven and earth, the breeze in the forest, the melting of snow mountains, and the tides of rivers and seas. All kinds of music composed a gorgeous movement.

Bang! Bang! Bang

Following a series of explosions, thousands of ice sculptures exploded one by one within a radius of a hundred miles!

Qing Beiwang's pupils suddenly shrank.

In mid-air, ice fragments were flying all over the sky, forming a beautiful scene. However, only those who have been there would know what kind of beauty this is. It is clearly a Shura field!

brush!

Just when he was slightly dazed, a sword flew in mid-air, but it was the Mayfly Sword Pill. Although it was blocked by the "Hundred Refined Ghost Rock" for a moment, its speed was still extremely fast.

Qing Beiwang was horrified in his heart and hurriedly activated his magic power. Seven or forty-nine groups of will-o'-the-wisps appeared above his head. After a moment, they all turned into will-o'-the-wisp centipedes and took the initiative to face the Mayfly Sword Pill.

But how can these magical powers stop Liang Yan's "Yin Zhu Yin"?

Just listen to the wonderful truth of the mysterious sound, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the natural sound evolves into infinite magic, scattering the will-o'-the-wisp centipedes looking north one by one, and finally only a few wisps of green smoke are left, floating in the air.

"not good!"

Qing Bei Wang was shocked and turned around and ran away without hesitation.

But Mayfly Sword Pill was chasing after him, and before he could run ten miles away, the green sword light had already caught up with him and slashed him in the waist!

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, Qing Beiwang's body split into two.

His true spirit still wanted to escape, but was stabbed by the ice sword energy falling in mid-air. His speed suddenly slowed down, and then was rolled up by the mayfly sword light and instantly turned into flying ash.

In the blink of an eye, the third catastrophe ancestor also became the soul of Liang Yan's sword.

Everyone in the ghost prison was terrified when they saw this scene!

But at this time, they were riding a tiger, and even if they turned around and left, Liang Yan might not let them go. Moreover, even if they could escape from Liang Yan's hands, they would not be able to escape the pursuit of Tiangong City.

Because after taking the Life and Death Pill, the final outcome will be worse than death!

"From the day Fengdu City surrendered to Shuntian Palace City, we had no way out."




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