A cold voice sounded high above, announcing the arrival of the evil prince. "Little beast, I'll kill you!"
Almost at the same time, the mysterious leader of the ghost mansion also jumped out with hatred, and once again cooperated with the evil prince to kill Yang Ji.
"These two guys are really haunted."
Yang Ji's eyes were flashing with countless thoughts. Whether it was the evil prince or the mysterious strong man from the ghost mansion, Yang Ji was unafraid of each of them when they fought alone.
But if two people join together, Yang Ji will never be an opponent. Therefore, they must be separated so that they cannot form a joint force.
This is also the reason why Yang Ji just went to deal with the mysterious ghost manor first.
But Yang Ji knew very well that no one with a cultivation level above the general level would be easy to deal with, and no one would be easy to deal with.
I can separate them for a while, but I can't stop them from joining forces forever.
The wind was so powerful and the energy was overwhelming that Yang Ji didn't have time to think too much. As soon as his energy was raised, he used all his strength to deal with the evil prince.
At this moment——
"boom!"
As soon as the light in the sky dimmed, a burly figure suddenly cut into Yang Ji and the evil prince. He clapped his hand with one hand, and the blood surged. Countless torrents of blood spurted out, making the sound of steel rolling. With a bang, he caught it forcefully.
The palm of the evil prince.
"Elder Zhang!"
Yang Ji was refreshed and overjoyed. At the critical moment, Elder Zhang finally rushed over.
"Yang Ji, be careful."
Elder Zhang exchanged palms with the evil prince, took a few steps back, and retreated to Yang Ji. His beard was trembling, and his face was red. It was obvious that receiving the palm was extremely difficult.
"What a powerful palm. Yang Ji, are you okay?"
Elder Zhang had his back to Yang Jidao, and he was wearing a hunting robe and dancing.
"fine."
Yang Ji shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief. The elders of the sect finally came over, and the pressure on his side was greatly reduced, and it was finally not as strenuous as before. Even if the evil prince and the mysterious powerful man from the ghost mansion joined forces, he would not be afraid.
"Elder, junior brother, are they okay over there?"
Yang Ji expressed concern.
"fine."
Elder Zhang waved his hand: "If you hold back the evil prince, the pressure on our side will be much less. As long as these people don't control those underworld creatures, we can still deal with it with our strength."
After a pause, the conversation changed:
"However, the 'yin' Qi and turbidity in Wanfenling is too strong. It will be detrimental to the warriors of our sect if we stay there for a long time. We must withdraw as soon as possible."
The original intention of this operation was to gather the strength of the sects to fight to stop the Skeleton Ghost King and resolve this crisis.
But as soon as the evil prince and these mysterious men in black robes who can command the creatures of the underworld appeared, and the smoke shrouded the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge, it was so vast that it was difficult to discern the direction.
This operation was basically a complete failure.
Yang Ji remained silent. Although it was a pity, he was not surprised at all that this adventure failed so quickly.
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle. How can the elders succeed if they don't even know the core situation of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge?
Not to mention, they may not even know that the Skeleton Ghost King is not in Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge at all.
However, it is meaningless to say this at this time.
"Elder, don't worry, the disciples will do their best to help the brothers and sisters leave here."
Yang Jidao.
"Huh! You've come all the way here and you still want to leave easily. Are you thinking too easily?"
A burst of sneer came, and not far away, the mysterious ghost manor and the evil prince came together for some unknown reason. The two stood side by side, staring at Yang Ji and Elder Zhang.
"Old guy, we meet again."
On the side, the evil prince had a cold expression, and his shining eyes did not look at Yang Ji, but fell on Elder Zhang next to him.
"Young man, it was you who killed my disciple of the Iron Crown Sect last time, right? Your talent is not bad, don't make the same mistake again and again."
Elder Zhang said in a deep voice.
"Why do you make the same mistake again and again? How can a small Iron Crown sect, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, have the right to say such a thing?"
The evil prince interrupted unceremoniously:
"There is no right or wrong in this world, only the weak and the strong. The sooner you understand this truth, the better it will be for you."
"It's nonsense. The weak eats the strong. If that's true, wouldn't there be only one person left in the world? And the way of heaven will not respond well. If you only deal with people in our sect, that's it. But if you release these underworld creatures and wreak havoc on the world,
Is killing those ordinary people really bad retribution?"
Elder Zhang said in a deep voice.
"Hmph! I'm afraid you've got the wrong person. It's not me who released these underworld creatures. I just want what I want."
The evil prince smiled and said unceremoniously.
"It's already this time, do you still want to quibble..."
Elder Zhang said displeased.
"Boom!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden click from a distance, followed by a rumble of earth shaking. Yang Ji and others only felt the ground beneath their feet shaking violently, as if there was an invisible big hand striking violently underneath.
The vibration is the same.
"call!"
A gust of wind swept through Wanfenling, stirring up the gray mist all over the sky. The sound of wind blew over him, and Yang Ji suddenly felt a little cold, and the temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.
"How is this going?"
Yang Ji frowned, not sure if it was an illusion, but Yang Ji felt that the gauze-like shadow covering all directions in the sky suddenly became much thicker.
The vitality in the air also seemed to have become much lighter.
"Hahaha, you are dead! The last altar has finally been built successfully."
Sensing the changes around him, the mysterious ghost manor burst into laughter first:
"When the big formation is launched, you will be dead. - The evil prince, hold them back. Don't let them escape. Wait until the matter is successful. Not only can you get Asura's blood, but we will also fully support you!"
"It's the Skeleton Ghost King!"
Yang Ji was shocked and remembered the sand table he saw in the underground palace. There were five altars on it. The evil prince had already built his altar. It sounded like the Skeleton Ghost King had also built the one on the north side of Wanfenling.
An altar.
"So fast!"
Yang Ji was secretly shocked. He only stayed underground for a while, planning to find the Confucian treasure that suppressed Wanfenling first, and then when he was sure, he would explore the nearest altar at the back.
I didn't expect that the Skeleton Ghost King would be completed so quickly.
"That old man belongs to me, and Yang Ji belongs to you."
The evil prince's voice was as firm and decisive as ever, and in an instant, black smoke billowed and lava and fire burned, and the two of them rushed towards him almost at the same time.
"Elder, leave the evil prince to me. I will deal with him!"
Yang Ji didn't even think about it.
Although Elder Zhang is extremely powerful, he does not have the "Golden Elixir of Swordsmanship" to protect his body like himself, so he will suffer a disadvantage when fighting against the evil prince.
"boom!"
With a heavy step under his feet, Yang Ji flew past Elder Zhang with a cloud of flying mud. His speed was extremely fast, and his floating body technique reached its peak.
Elder Zhang had already flown out before he could come over.
"That's fine!"
Elder Zhang was startled, then kicked his foot, and at the same time, lightning shot out.
"Boom!"
The strong wind was so powerful that Yang Ji and the evil prince put their palms together, and suddenly the earth collapsed and the mountains collapsed. Thousands of destructive energy swept across all directions. Even the surface of the earth was blown up, and mud debris scattered all over the sky.
Mixed with dry bones.
Bang bang bang!
Sword energy, blood energy, and magical weapons were mixed together. Yang Ji and the evil prince's body skills were reaching their peak. They exchanged more than ten palms in a short period of time. The surging energy wrapped around the gray-brown soil to form a tornado.
The hurricane enveloped both of their bodies.
Heart, eyebrows, temples, Dantian, abdomen...the two of them struck quickly and ruthlessly, and their moves never left the vital point.
Yang Ji's bloodthirsty sword and Huanglong sword attacked with all their strength as if they were alive. Time and again, they were knocked out by the violent evil energy outside the body of the evil prince, and then flew back again, and were shot at him.
Yang Ji's swordsmanship was too weird and different. The evil prince suffered sword wounds one after another, and grains of blood and sand floated out continuously and disappeared into the air.
Before the change, the evil prince would have taken every possible precaution to prevent himself from being injured by Yang Ji's sword energy. But now, one injury is an injury, and a hundred injuries are also injuries.
He couldn't take too much care of these skin injuries.
Elder Zhang of the Iron Crown Sect has appeared and wants to seize the "Hand of Death" from Yang Ji. This is the last chance.
"Roa!"
The blood 'waves' rolled, making bursts of rolling sounds of steel. These blood 'waves' hit the rocks, fearing that the rocks would be shattered. If they hit the gold and iron, the gold and iron would also twist.
The evil prince's body of martial arts combined with the strength of blood and energy, his every move and every move is as powerful as landslides and earth-shattering.
"Yang Ji, last chance. Follow me, or become the target of being hunted by me forever!"
The evil prince said in a deep voice, with only one meaning revealed in his eyes - either a friend or an eternal enemy.
"You can only say this if you have the strength to defeat me."
Yang Ji sneered.
"This kind of power borrowed from the outside is not sustainable at all. You don't think that with your realm and strength, you can really tie with me, do you?"
The evil prince said unusually calmly.
"Oh, in that case, why don't you use your Ah Bi Gong?"
Yang Ji mocked.
The pupils of the evil prince suffocated and shrank sharply, and a strong murderous intention flashed between his brows. The A-bi skill was so powerful that it took away people's vitality and had a great reputation. Gods and Buddhas were able to make changes, and countless warriors died under this evil skill.
Even Elder Zhang from the Iron Crown Sect suffered a lot if he forced himself to receive his blow. But facing Yang Ji, the evil prince had to restrain his most proud A-bi skill to the extreme.
.
He didn't even dare to let out even the slightest breath.
With the reputation of Ah Bi Gong, this was extremely frustrating. But the thing on Yang Ji was so weird that it could swallow up his power despite the suction of Ah Bi Kung. This was simply unheard of.
Before finding a way to restrain himself, the evil prince did not dare to take any risks. The alien blood that had been sucked into his body had not yet been surrendered and suppressed. If his power was sucked away by Yang Ji again, it would disappear one after another, and he would lose control.