"The claws are so sharp, they can almost compare to my flying sword!"
Yang Ji was secretly frightened, and with one move of his hand, he took away the King Kong Puppet.\\
Ahead, the three elders dressed in hunting clothes were fighting fiercely with the Skeleton Ghost King again. Relying on the rich corpse energy of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge and the evil spirit relics in his hands, the Skeleton Ghost King fought alone against the three elders of the Iron Crown Sect and was not inferior, and even
There is still a winner.
On the other hand, Elder Zhang and others were panting and their strength was constantly weakening. But in a place like Wanfenling, the blood energy consumed was completely irreparable.
"We must fight quickly!"
Yang Ji let out a long roar, and his whole spine trembled, and a scorching power spread from his heart throughout his body. In an instant, with a roar, Yang Ji disappeared, and in his place was a huge flame demon with rolling flames, radiating endless firelight.
On the earth.
"boom!"
The ground shook, and Yang Ji's incarnation of the Balrog rushed into the battlefield like a stream of light.
"Hand of death!"
Yang Ji roared loudly, the sky darkened, and a huge mysterious hand exuding an ancient and vast aura suddenly fell from the sky.
"boom!"
The void shook, and the Skeleton Ghost King seemed to have been hit by a huge boulder. His body sank, and the vortex of evil energy emitted from the evil spirit relic in his hand also fluctuated, and his original relaxed expression disappeared.
"What is this?"
The Skeleton Ghost King was shocked. This move by this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect gave it a very different feeling. The giant hand actually seemed to be real, made of flesh and blood.
"Come again!"
His mental energy was consumed rapidly, and the rapid extraction caused bursts of stinging pain in his mind. But Yang Ji regardless of it, shouted loudly, and struck out with another palm.
"Boom!"
This palm hit the sky and covered the earth, overwhelming the sea, and there was only a roar. The three elders' martial arts energy, combined with Yang Ji's hand of death, directly dispersed the billowing black smoke outside the body of the skeleton ghost king, and even the human and evil spirit relics were tumbling directly.
It was shaken more than ten feet away.
The three elders of the Iron Crown Sect looked at each other and saw deep shock in each other's eyes. They had never known Yang Ji's method before.
The three of them fought fiercely with the Skeleton Ghost King for a long time, but basically could not gain any upper hand. Originally, when Yang Ji appeared, the three of them didn't take it seriously.
Unexpectedly, Yang Ji single-handedly changed the status quo of this battle.
"He has only been in the sect for a year or two. He has only gone down the mountain a handful of times, including to encircle and suppress the Tianyin Sect and the Martial Arts Examination. Where did he get such a powerful treasure?"
The same thought flashed through the minds of the three elders.
No one has ever seen Yang Ji's "Hand of Death" before. The ancient smell is very obvious at first glance. It is definitely not something ordinary disciples can get or use.
If Yang Ji's origins were not clear and clear, but he still grew from weak to strong in front of everyone's eyes, the elders would even wonder if Yang Ji was an undercover agent sent by a certain force!
"When I get back, I really have to ask him."
Elder Zhang said secretly in his heart.
Although Yang Ji brought out Imperial Master Shi Yu to persuade the other two elders, he was different. He had been in contact with Yang Ji several times and was not easily moved by his retort.
Elder Zhang had no intention of making things difficult for Yang Ji or having any prejudice against him. But whether it was the matter of Ah Bi Gong or this strange treasure, as the elder of the sect, Elder Zhang felt that he had to investigate.
However, this is what happened after this disaster.
"Buzz!"
Ten feet away, the skeleton ghost king's corpse aura was dim, and the billowing black smoke dispersed. A rotten, ferocious face was slowly revealed.
This is a face that seems to have been buried underground for three months and then dug out again. The skin on the surface has rotted away, with pieces falling off, revealing the disgusting yellow-brown dead flesh underneath.
The nose position has disappeared, leaving two ugly black holes. The same is true for the lips, leaving only two rows of disgusting yellow teeth.
If it weren't for the pair of pitch-black eyes with a faint green light, Yang Ji would even think that this was a corpse that had rotted for a long time.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a breath, and suddenly understood why the Skeleton Ghost King had such a thick black smoke outside his body:
"These monsters are really completely different from humans!"
No human being can survive with his body in such a state of decay, but the Skeleton Ghost King is different. Although the body is highly decomposed and filled with a strong aura of death, it is still alive.
This is the difference between spirits and humans. To a certain extent, they are completely different beings!
"Hey, kid, you are really quite capable. I really underestimate you. But -"
The rotten and disgusting face of the Skeleton Ghost King slowly glanced over the four people, his eyes were indescribably weird:
"You still have to die!"
As soon as the voice fell, five long black claws opened, and a rotten corpse immediately broke out of the ground and fell into the palm of the Skeleton Ghost King. In Yang Ji's shocked eyes, the flesh and blood on the corpse seemed to be liquid.
Like pouring into the body of the Skeleton Ghost King.
On its chest, the sword wounds stabbed by Yang Ji quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. They were intact as before, and it looked as if they had never been injured.
"!!!"
Yang Ji's heart was up and down, and he was shocked by this scene. The Skeleton Ghost King could actually take materials from anywhere and repair any degree of injury on his body at will.
This completely overturns the concept of martial arts fighting.
This means that the Skeleton Ghost King may not have the concept of fatal injuries at all.
"It really didn't lie. The flesh and blood body is really as unimportant to it as clothes."
Yang Ji's heart sank.
Three Iron Crown Sect elders could not defeat a Wuzong Realm Skeleton Ghost King. He had always found it strange when he first arrived at the battlefield here, but now he finally understood.
If the same sword was shot at the elders of the Iron Crown Sect, they would probably be seriously injured immediately. But for the Skeleton Ghost King, this was simply a painless sword, and it didn't matter whether it hit or not.
On this point alone, the two sides are completely different from each other.
"Be careful, the Skeleton Ghost King is a spirit made from a skeleton. Originally it had no flesh and blood, just a skeleton. But after getting this evil spirit relic, it looked different this time. I don't know why, but there was something on its skeleton.
It’s starting to attach to flesh and blood.”
Elder Zhang's voice rang in his ears, his voice solemn. As an elder of the sect, he always knows something that ordinary people don't know.
"I see."
A flash of light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and he understood immediately. He looked at the ghost king again. His eyes were completely different.
After working on it for a long time, I found that what I attacked was not its vital point at all!
"Jie Jie Jie, in my territory, let me see how you fight with me!"
The laughter of the Skeleton Ghost King resounded throughout Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge. One of its hands was holding a dead body, and the other hand was raised high and inserted into the sky, as if it wanted to hold the entire sky in its palm:
"——Hakki Yakou**!"
"Buzz!"
Hearing this name, Yang Ji was shocked. Before he had time to react, there was a rumble, the sky shook, and the ground within a radius of a hundred miles was violently bumpy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The soil was flying, and in front of everyone's shocked eyes, streams of corpse energy, death energy, and yin energy condensed into substance, vast and powerful, constantly breaking out of the ground, forming thousands of torrents. towards the skeleton ghost king.
Come together.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
"Hey hey hey!"
"Bah!"
…
These extremely dark and turbid auras floated in the air, turning into hundreds or thousands of ghost soldiers and generals. They sent out endless weird whistling sounds and rushed toward the Skeleton Ghost King.
Every moment, there are countless ghost soldiers. The ghost soldiers throw themselves into the body of the Skeleton Ghost King with a strange smile. And with each head that jumps in, the aura of the Skeleton Ghost King becomes stronger.
In the blink of an eye, the Skeleton Ghost King not only made up for the previous consumption of vitality, but also reached its peak state. He also still won.
"Hey!——"
Smoke billowed around the crowd, and a piercing roar rolled straight into the sky. The sound did not come from the front, but from behind.
"Damn it!"
With an angry curse, in the blink of an eye, Elder Xing and the evil prince fought fiercely together again. The aura of the evil prince surged, completely suppressing Elder Xing.
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed.
The yin, evil, and corpse qi in Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge are getting heavier and heavier. The Skeleton Ghost King summons these turbid qi, which not only restores the vitality, but also elevates the auras of other evil warriors.
"Boom!"
In the distance, an evil warrior had evil energy billowing from his body, his aura was surging, and he screamed and used his weapons one after another, such as flying swords, long knives, and halberds... In the lightning and stone fire, there were countless weapons matching that person.
The leaders of the Ghost Mansion attacked Elder Qiu of the Iron Crown Sect together.
Elder Qiu's face changed drastically, and he couldn't even speak. He was surrounded by a torrent of evil energy. The tinkling sound was endless, but Elder Qiu was hidden in the evil energy. He could only parry but had no power to fight back.
"Kill them!"
Amidst the angry roars, countless evil warriors rushed over. The even greater number were countless ferocious creatures from the underworld, and the aura from the underworld merged into one in the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge.
"careful!"
There was a loud shout, and before the voice fell, the sky suddenly darkened, and the Skeleton Ghost King rose into the sky like a big bird and pounced on everyone:
"go to hell!"
The sound was rolling, and the dark evil energy like a vast ocean suddenly crashed down from the sky. Behind the ocean of evil energy, there was a roar, and dozens of evil energy spears roared and rained down on everyone like raindrops.
"Qi Weapon Technique!"
Yang Ji's expression changed, and before he had time to think about it, the boat sank into the ground instantly.
The Qi Weapon Technique was specially developed for the warrior's blood energy shield and has strong penetrating properties. If it was just shot by a little Zhou Tian, Yang Ji wouldn't necessarily be afraid.
But with the strength of the Skeleton Ghost King, coupled with the increase in the evil relics, the Qi soldiers shot out are simply incomparable. Just one weapon is already deeply terrifying, let alone dozens of Qi soldiers!
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