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Chapter 1047: Success (2 in 1)

When cracks appeared in this piece of light, Chu Cheng knew that he could not stop this ghost immortal with the power of his own rules.

He stood and slowly floated up, standing in mid-air, and with a wave of his hand, all the sunlight disappeared.

"It seems that we have to take action." Chu Cheng shook his head. He really didn't want to confront a ghost immortal who was comparable to the late stage of Nirvana.

After all, he is no match for this ghost immortal. The death energy here has become extremely dense, but it all comes from the ghost immortal and is not scattered, so it cannot be used as his own power.

However, if no action is taken, those ghosts will resume their actions without the restraint of light and sunshine, and will harm the people within ten miles of this place.

"Although I am not an opponent, I can still contain him. After all, I am not alone now. I have companions who are also in the Xuan Realm."

Zhang Mobai and Wuya Dao Zun are both Nirvana monks. Among the three, Chu Cheng has the lowest cultivation level. Although Zhang Mobai is only in the middle stage of Nirvana, his own strength can compete with the monks in the late Nirvana stage, not to mention Wuya Dao.

Respect this strong man who has half a foot on the realm of destruction.

The title of the first person in the realm of annihilation is not for nothing. This is an extraordinary person who can truly fight against the mighty powers of the realm of annihilation and escape unscathed.

"First of all, we need to deal with other ghosts first." Chu Cheng glanced around and saw that there were traces of ghosts everywhere within ten miles.

They noticed Chu Cheng. In addition to the wave of hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers chasing those beasts, the ghosts scattered around were all rushing towards the place where Chu Cheng was standing.

At this time, Chu Cheng had no hidden aura, and the aura was billowing into the night sky like a real figure. Although the demonic energy was overwhelming and dyed the sky with a layer of ink, the energy and blood were also surging, attracting all the ghosts.

Even the one hundred thousand Yin soldiers paused at this moment, giving those beasts a chance to escape.

The huge bodies of the three thousand beasts at the front hit the gate of Zhouzhuang, causing the door wall to shake violently. Even though it was a wall made of stone, it cracked under the impact of the three thousand huge bodies and had a tendency to collapse.

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All the men in Zhouzhuang came to the gate and watched as the gate was continuously knocked into the inside. The iron pestle that framed the gate also began to twist under the impact of the group of wild beasts.

Everyone's expressions were very ugly. Someone picked up the magic weapon and said: "If we don't deal with these beasts, Zhouzhuang's defense will be broken before the ghosts arrive."

This is an old man, a clan elder from Zhouzhuang.

"There are too many ghosts this time. The aura of death is so strong that even the defensive formation has been corroded and cannot be opened. Men of Zhouzhuang! Who wants to kill these beasts with me?"

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to leave Zhouzhuang. Walking out among the ghost tide would undoubtedly be a dead end.

"I'll go."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came to mind.

When everyone saw it, their expressions suddenly changed, and the old man exclaimed: "Master of the village...as the leader of the clan, how can you go out? Once the ghost tide comes, you will definitely die!"

The owner of Zhouzhuang, Zhou Qingyuan, walked out of the village and killed the tide of beasts so that the ghost tide could attack more slowly.

"This is Master Guixian... I don't know why it violated the contract. I gave my beloved wife my life, but it... still refuses to give up and wants the lives of everyone in Zhouzhuang."

"If I had known this, why would I have sacrificed my beloved wife? I... can't feel sorry for her, and I can't feel sorry for Dong'er! It's better to die, go to the underworld, and be husband and wife with her again!"

Everyone saw that Zhou Qing's eyes were red and he was in grief.

"Wait, take the women and children and escape through the back door. Then, I will resist it for you..."

"Master! I'll stay too!"

"I'll stay too!"

"I'm old and don't have much life left to live. This old life is more valuable if I keep it here. Although it may only be able to withstand one breath, one breath is also a delay."

At this moment, everyone felt ashamed and speechless. Even the owner of the village was willing to stay and buy time for them, but they were greedy for life and afraid of death, and only thought about their own safety.

After a long period of silence, there was a loud roar like a scourge.

"Master! I am a Zhouzhuang person, and I will be a Zhouzhuang ghost when I die! How can I leave in this critical moment! You have sacrificed too much for Zhouzhuang."

"We all want to stay!"

"You..." Zhou Qing was moved to tears after hearing this. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded and said: "Okay! You are worthy of being my son in Zhouzhuang. Third uncle, you are the only one here except me."

Besides, the people with the highest cultivation level, those women and children, will all be entrusted to you."

At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"What is that!"

There is a red light dyeing the heaven and earth, and it is scorching hot.

Everyone looked up and saw a figure floating in the bright sky.

This figure had black mist billowing from its entire body, towering into the sky. In the strong wind, it scattered in all directions and dyed the sky again.

Outside the black mist, there is a blazing fire, accompanied by thousands of red birds. Wherever it passes, there are thousands of red colors, from light to bright, from deep to solid.

"Could this be a ghost fairy..."

The sky was dyed red by fireworks. Everyone was sweating profusely and their mouths were dry in the fire.

Although the surging atmosphere did not affect this place, they still had difficulty breathing and their faces turned red.

"No, that's not a ghost fairy. That one...is helping us kill ghosts!"

Some people risked their lives and flew into the air. They saw everything happening outside and took a deep breath.

"That figure is helping me kill ghosts?" Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing's eyes and eyelids suddenly jumped, and he quickly flew up.

When he saw that scene, his expression suddenly changed, and he also took a breath.

What Zhou Qing saw was that the fireworks burned the sky, but did not damage any grass or trees. All that was left was the hideous black shadows, which were burned into ghosts.

Within ten miles of heaven and earth, there were constant roars. The ghosts scattered in various mountains, the hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers, and even the layers of vicious beasts all turned into gray smoke in the torrential fireworks, and wisps of them floated towards the sky.

It's empty, but it's not even halfway up, not even the black smoke is left.

In the entire world, except for the figure covered in fireworks, there was only a huge black shadow hidden in the darkness.

That was the Ghost Immortal. The Ghost Immortal was obviously a little afraid of the fireworks figure, but he hid in the dark and did not take action immediately.

Zhou Qing's eyelids jumped again when he saw this scene.

"Master Ghost Immortal... is actually afraid of that person... Who is this person! Even the powerful Ghost King was instantly annihilated in the fireworks."

"Also...what are those dark circles of light...why has the sky become lower?"

As everyone looked, a slender silver sword appeared in the hand of the figure in the sky.

There are rounds of ink-colored circles that appear one after another from the sword body.

Round after round, there are thousands of rounds in one breath. As one round emerges, one round is added to another and expands. Finally, the first round has covered the night sky.

This is Mo Tiandi's body, and the night is used as a cloak. Under a jade-colored cloak behind him, Mo Chong stretches for thousands of miles, breaking through the sky!

The cloak hangs horizontally, completely in contact with the air of the four directions, and all the death energy scattered around it flows in like a torrent, and finally flows into those black pictures, making the void become reality.

Chu Cheng looked at this scene with twinkling eyes.

"Scattered flowers fall into the water and remain in the night, and ink pens create shadows that cut off the sunset. Is this what painting is like?"

When these thousands of black wheels turned from virtual to real, Chu Cheng didn't feel much weight in his hands, but the world could no longer bear it.

The void began to collapse, throwing up large piles of debris, and even chaos began to twist.

Chu Cheng held the sword and swung it lightly. The cracks opened again in the world, and the void storm came from the chaos, making the fireworks in all directions even thicker.

When Chu Cheng slashed with his sword again, those black wheels were no longer there. When they appeared, they were already surrounded by thousands of golden dragons protruding around the huge black shadow, forming many obstacles.

After a sword blow, Chu Cheng gently spit out one word, and the world shook.

Although the night is dyed with fireworks, it does not dye the entire world. The sky above is still dark.

After spitting out this word, hundreds of thousands of lights flashed in the originally dark night sky. These were stars, pulled out by Chu Cheng. One of them was bright purple, emitting the heavenly sword machine.

As a result, the upper and lower levels of the sky were separated by silver-red spaces.

The Lingtian Sword Machine cuts through the sky, and there are sword machines everywhere. The figure of the Ghost Immortal hiding in the dark, dodged behind the thousands of black wheels, raised his head and looked into the sky, showing a trace of fear.

This is a diagram that uses stars as swords. With one sword, hundreds of thousands of stars are blasted down as swords. It is domineering, fierce, and extremely sharp.

When the stars in the sky turned into silver giant swords and struck, I suddenly thought of it. I lowered my head and glanced at the figures lowering down, frowned and spoke again.

"Disperse!"

As a result, the stars in the sky flowed backwards again and disappeared into the clouds again.

After all, there are still many low-level monks and mortals here. If the Star Sword Diagram is used, innocent people will be harmed.

The ghost immortal flashed again and again, and gradually distanced itself from the black wheels. But in the next moment, the thousands of black wheels and the thousands of golden dragons circling around disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, there was a continuous loud noise.

The disappearing black wheel suddenly appeared above the ghosts and immortals. Thousands of dragons circled around it like golden ropes, blocking the ghosts' retreat.

With the combined efforts of all parties, the place where the ghost immortal was began to collapse. Even the figure began to show signs of disintegration.

This is the pressure of heaven and earth, just like the mighty power of heaven.

The strata were lifted up layer by layer, straight into an abyss. There were even rocks rolling up, and volcanoes erupted one after another.

"This is...the second step...is the Xuanjing Immortal!" Zhou Qing's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw this scene.

He didn't expect that a mysterious immortal would be born here. He would even be afraid of ghosts and immortals.

Behind him, there were footsteps. A voice sounded one after another.

"Father, these seniors are here. They are willing to contribute to our Zhouzhuang." Zhou Dong came to the gate of the village and saluted when he saw his father floating in the air.

"Master Zhouzhuang, don't worry, it's just a ghost. Even if ghosts and gods come here, the old man is sure to protect the lives of hundreds of people in Zhouzhuang." Taoist Wuya stepped into the air, came to Zhou Qing's side, and looked at

The ghost immortal in the distance said proudly.

Taoist Wuya is indeed proud of himself, and he has killed more than one Nirvana master.

Back then, his father died in the Netherworld. More than a dozen strong men in the realm of destruction were almost killed or injured, but a few people still escaped and spread into the vastness.

After many inquiries, interested people naturally found out about this matter. Among them were Qiuzi Tianzun's enemies. Naturally, these enemies were not as powerful as Qiuzi Tianzun, otherwise they would not have waited for his fall before targeting Wuya Taoist.

Kill your son to vent your hatred.

Back then, Taoist Wuya had not even taken the second step when he was chased by powerful men in the Xuan Realm. His journey was difficult and he almost died many times. However, he still managed to fight his way out.

All the second-step experts who once pursued him were killed by him one by one, including those who were at the peak of Nirvana.

Even when the clone fought Zhang Mobai, if the Holy Lord of the Tiandao Alliance hadn't stopped him at the critical moment, Zhang Mobai would have died at that time.

At the next moment, Taoist Wuya let out a light sigh.

"These thousands of great dragons contain the most powerful force in the world and can be indestructible to anything. Among those nearly a thousand black wheels, there is enough weight in the world. This boy Chu Cheng is incredible."

"Only in the middle stage of Xuanzhao, it can trap ghosts and immortals comparable to those in the late stage of Nirvana."

"It is indeed trapped, but it can only be trapped for a few breaths. It may be broken within two breaths. While the ghost immortal is blocked, if you and I don't take action now, how long will it take?" Zhang Mobai took a step.

Stepping out, he came to Wuya Tianzun's side, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said.

Zhou Qing on the side suddenly changed his face when he heard this. He said in a trembling voice: "That Xuanjing Immortal... is Senior Chu... you... you guys!"

These one hundred thousand Yin soldiers marched across the aisle and besieged Zhouzhuang, which was naturally Zhou Qing's move.

The ghost fairy had already made a contract with him and asked Zhou Qing to act as a helper. How could he destroy Zhouzhuang?

The reason why I came here is because Zhou Qing reported that three god-transformation monks were here in Zhouzhuang to offer sacrifices.

This ghost immortal has reached the late stage of Nirvana. There is no need to come to this place with rare death energy and sign a contract with a small cultivator family. However, the temptation of the extremely cold body is too great, and it has not long ago been with another powerful god.

The rank ghosts and immortals suffered heavy losses in the battle, so they did not dare to go deep into the core area with strong death aura.

There will also be fights between ghost immortals and ghost immortals, devouring each other, which can increase the ghost's cultivation level.

It hides in the border area, and even the monks who usually ignore it are now regarded as a great flesh and blood. So after hearing the news about Zhou Qing, they came here.

But it didn't expect that there would be a second-step monk here.

Zhou Qing didn't wait for a reply, but felt two majestic auras rising up from both sides of his body, shining thirteen times into the sky, straight into the galaxy.

These two breaths are several times more powerful than the one in the distance. Especially for the old man, the rainbow has become a substance, like a pillar reaching the sky.

"The second step...it's all the second step..."

Zhou Qing felt such an overwhelming aura, the power that shook the whole world, which could only be achieved in the second step.

At this moment, Zhou Qing was stunned. Not only him, but also the ghost immortal who kept attacking the black wheel dragon lock was also stunned and stopped moving.

Where did the agreed-upon god-transformation monks go? How could they be three Xuanjing immortals? Two of them, even Nirvana, had an aura, which gave the ghosts and immortals a sense of life and death crisis.

Zhou Dong stood on the ground, looking up at the two figures shrouded in light, his expression was calm, but he was smiling secretly in his heart.

"Sure enough, the second step is powerful..." His figure retreated step by step.

At this moment, everyone present gasped and looked up at the two lights and shadows above, their bodies trembling under the extremely powerful power.

When Zhang Mobai stretched out his hand, light gathered, and the overwhelming power turned into solid light, forming a bow shape. Then, invisible forces gathered from all directions, and an arrow of light was instantly formed.

This bow has no strings, but when it is played, it plays a long song, and the light arrows are fired instantly, directly cracking the heaven and earth.

"I haven't seen you take action for many years, and you are much stronger than before." Taoist Wuya glanced at Zhang Mobai, gave a long laugh and said, "Look at me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Wuya took out a palm, and a shadow suddenly appeared. This is an ancient and majestic mountain, which dominates the world for millions of miles. It seems that this mountain is going to replace this mountain range and build a new one.

The mountains broke through the sky, splashing with long fires, and the prairie fire burned again, piercing the void. Even the chaotic whirlpools instantly burned and melted into water under this long fire.

Arrows and mountains arrived one after another, and the smoke and dust instantly rolled up, resounding with a shocking roar. The violent ripples in the void were dozens of times larger than before, as if a nine-day-long river was falling in the night, and thousands of rivers and mountains were unable to withstand it.

A pitiful roar was heard instantly. The ghost immortal was blocked by the black-wheeled golden dragon. He could only resist these three terrifying blows, and another shocking sword struck from the distance.

When the arrows scattered and disappeared, the sword cut straight into the heads of ghosts and immortals.

That sword cut off the ghost fairy's head, and exploded like boiling hot water. Countless strands of black threads scattered in all directions, making the thick figure become thinner in an instant, and the death energy on his body was also reduced.

With a roar, the Black Wheel Dragon Lock was finally broken, and the dissipated death energy suddenly swayed and rolled back in an instant, returning to the ghost immortal body again, and the head that had been chopped off by a sword was restored again.

However, before all the death energy had returned to the body of the ghost immortal, someone pointed and snatched half of the death energy into his fingers. This caused the ghost immortal's face to change drastically again.

After all, this is a ghost immortal comparable to the late stage of Nirvana. Even if it is hit by three strong men head-on, it will be difficult to kill it unless it is a trapped fight.

"Damn it!"

When a ghost enters immortality, it opens up spiritual wisdom, just like a monk.

The ghost immortal roared, and the black mist billowing from his body rose to the sky again. He said angrily: "Zhou Qing! You actually united with these monks to kill me here! You are obviously a powerful person in the second step, but you lied to me and said you were a transformation.

God, sacrifice this! You are good! You are good! You deserve to die!"

After saying this, Chu Cheng and the three of them were stunned. Their eyes fell on Zhou Qing one after another.

At this moment, Zhou Qing's face was extremely pale and he no longer knew what to do. The three eyes that fell on him were all chilling and even murderous.

"I...I...Master Guixian...Zhou Mou didn't know them at all..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

I saw Zhou Qing's entire head exploded with a bang, and his body instantly became dry. The energy and blood in his body rushed out instantly, turning into red light and entering the ghost immortal's body.

"This revenge! I have recorded it!" The ghost fairy glared at the three people in the sky, but he knew that this was not a place for unity. After saying this, the figure instantly turned into a black light and disappeared in this world.

"Chase!" Taoist Master Wuya sneered, wanting to take advantage of the victory and pursue him.

"Go back to Miss Mo first!" Chu Cheng stopped him.

After learning that this ghost tide was caused by the owner of Zhouzhuang, Zhou Qing and the ghost immortals, Chu Cheng had a bad premonition in his heart.

This time Zhouzhuang wanted to kill them, but because of their strength, he could not succeed.

But Mo Xiaoba has just entered the practice of cultivation now, and has not even reached the foundation level. He is afraid of being in danger alone in the room.

Chu Cheng took a step forward and his figure disappeared instantly. When he appeared again, he had arrived at Mo Xiaoba's house.

When he saw the scene in the room, his face suddenly became gloomy, as if he was about to drip with ink.


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