"It's just a ghost formation, how can it hurt me?"

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand stirred up the sword light, and the sword intent around him surged like the tide.

The layers of sword intent turned into an invisible sword domain and spread out all around.

His figure swept away, turning into afterimages and rushing towards Lord Hai.

"Shua...",

He raised his sword and swung it towards Lord Hai, and the dazzling sword light rose up horizontally, and sword energy swept away.

"hiss……",

The surrounding space began to emit bursts of sharp sounds,

Lord Hai squeezed the skull and jade slip in his hand, causing the space to tremble inexplicably.

Ding Xiaoyi, who was in the air, felt countless ghost figures rushing toward him.

He waved the long sword in his hand, and colorful sword energy crisscrossed all around.

I saw that the dazzling sword energy turned the countless ghosts into nothingness in an instant.

Ding Xiaoyi stood in the air, his long sword pointed at Lord Hai.

"Nine Nether Evil Cultivator, take your life",

Ding Xiaoyi pressed the sword blade with his left hand,

"Buzz...",

The long sword let out a high-pitched sword roar.

The sword light burst out, and the sword energy formed a huge millstone in the ghost space.

Seeing the sword energy emitted from the long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand turn into a powerful millstone, Master Hai's expression changed.

However, he did not expect that Ding Xiaoyi's combat effectiveness would not be affected at all in this great formation of ghosts and spirits.

"Thousands of clouds gather together, and thousands of ghosts cry and condense",

I saw several skeleton jade slips shooting out from Master Hai's hand, and the dim space around him was shaken again.

Countless ghosts and shadows surged in from all directions.

Ding Xiaoyi waved his long sword, and the huge sword prison millstone moved towards those

Countless ghosts and shadows were crushed away.

"Boom" sound,

The heaven and earth shook and roared,

The sword prison millstone condenses the power of destruction and crushes the countless ghostly shadows.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak,...",

Countless ghost figures made bursts of sharp screams.

The sound of ghost cries is endless, and the sound of ghost cries rushes towards Ding Xiaoyi's sea of ​​consciousness with the power of corroding the spiritual platform.

The sound of ghost cries was pervasive and filled the air directly towards Ding Xiaoyi's eyebrows.

Ding Xiaoyi ignored him.

The eyes of the samsara of yin and yang in his sea of ​​​​consciousness have long been opened, and the eyes like dark water are waving down in his sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Those ghostly water-like eyes directly purified the sounds of ghost cries that broke into Ding Xiaoyi's sea of ​​consciousness.

"squeak……",

Master Hai's arms shook, and the two ghost boys turned into two green lights and rushed toward Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi grasped the long sword in his hand and held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand.

When the figures of the two ghost boys were about to approach him,

Ding Xiaoyi waved his right hand and swung it out like a sword.

I saw two pure sword rays turning into a thunderous force and stabbing at the two ghost boys respectively.

"hiss……",

The long sword penetrated through the void and appeared in front of the two ghost boys in an instant.

"squeak……",

The two ghost boys made a sharp and long roar.

Each of them holds a skull blade in their hands,

Their bodies moved and teleported away from the void on the side.

Ding Xiaoyi's two sword shadows stabbed an empty space,

But he didn't expect that the movements of these two ghost boys were so strange.

He turned his long sword, and the long sword in his hand turned into layers of sword shadows and swung towards the ghost boy in the void.

"Buzz...",

The long sword is issued again

A soft moan,

The sword light that surged out from the long sword turned into streaks of sword light that looked like water patterns.

The sword light turned into crescent moon light and surged towards the two ghost boys.

The sword shines like a crescent moon,

It swayed with even more violent power.

When the two ghost boys saw this, they teleported away again.

The crescent moon-like sword light tore through the void and swept across.

Ding Xiaoyi raised his sword in his hand, and the two ghost boys were already attacking him one after another.

"Returning Sword Style",

Ding Xiaoyi raised his sword and lowered it, using the sword-returning stance.

He saw the long sword spinning behind him, and the layers of sword light were stabbing towards the ghost boy behind him.

Ding Xiaoyi stepped on his feet, and a dragon's energy roared.

His body suddenly rose into the air.

Without even looking at the result, he raised the sword in his hand,

It hit the skeleton sword of the ghost boy in front of him.

With a "bang" sound, Ding Xiaoyi knocked the ghost boy away with his sword.

The ghost boy behind him twisted his body again and escaped from the void.

The movement skills of the two ghost boys seemed to be able to blend into the ghost formation.

Ding Xiaoyi displayed the Dugu Nine Swords,

The power of a sword is greater than that of a sword, but the ghost boy was unable to do anything to him for a while.

"kill him",

Lord Hai on the side saw this and angrily yelled at the female ghost who transformed into Ruan.

The female ghost transformed into a cloud of ghost mist and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

"Boom",

The Sword Prison Millstone made bursts of roaring sounds, and the endless ghost shadows turned into nothingness under the Sword Prison Millstone.

The Sword Prison Millstone has not disappeared yet, and is running across this dim space.

The long sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand turned into layers of faint sword light, and the sword light moved towards

The sword prison millstone shot away.

at the same time,

He continued to resist the attacks of the two ghost boys, and a cloud of ghost mist turned into a ferocious face and rushed towards him.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat when he saw the ghostly face.

"Qi-breaking style",

Ding Xiaoyi stabbed with the long sword in his hand, and the brilliant sword light disappeared into the huge ghost face.

He heard a sharp and piercing howl from the ghostly face.

Another slight sound of breaking through the air behind him reached his ears, and he backhanded his sword without even thinking about it.

"boom",
To be continued...