The Skeleton Ghost King was furious, fell from the sky with a bang, and landed suddenly in front of the collapsed dark red altar. A pair of green eyes stared at Yang Ji fiercely:
"Things that don't know life or death dare to come back and destroy my altar!"
The skeleton ghost king had a ferocious face, and through the billowing smoke and dust in the middle, he just wanted to swallow Yang Ji. ===== His reaction was not unpleasant, but just one step away, he was killed and the altar was destroyed. He couldn't help but hate in his heart.
Can't help but be angry.
Yang Ji's face was equally ugly.
However, it is not because of the Skeleton Ghost King, but because of the huge power that is still circulating in the void.
"The formation has not been destroyed yet!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. His mental power spread into the void, stretched to the extreme, and captured things that ordinary people could not capture.
The altar in the north of Wanfenling was destroyed, but the situation was different from what Yang Ji had imagined. In Yang Ji's vision, the Skeleton Ghost King's plan was based on five altars in five directions.
Through these five altars, it summons the evil spirits, yakshas and rakshasas of the underworld.
These five altars are its foundation. As long as any one is destroyed and it cannot form a whole, it will naturally block the passage for creatures in the underworld to enter.
This is the same principle as a person will definitely die if any one of his internal organs is missing.
But the reality was completely different from Yang Ji's imagination. Although the dark red altar had been destroyed, it only caused the invisible formation power in the void to fluctuate, from a stable structure to a chaotic fluctuation.
But the invisible formation and force field did not disappear.
"How could this happen? Do we have to destroy all five altars?"
The reality of the situation shocked Yang Ji. The Skeleton Ghost King's underground palace sand table showed five altars. However, each altar was extremely far apart. It would take Yang Ji a day or two just to travel.
In these two days, a shocking number of evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas entered this world through the underworld. It was enough for them to destroy the Iron Crown Sect, and it was also enough for them to destroy a large number of cities and villages.
In one or two days, that was a huge number of casualties.
Soldiers are expensive and quick. If Langya County becomes a deserted land, even destroying five altars will be meaningless. This is also the reason why Yang Ji chose the nearest altar to the north of Wanfenling.
"Skeleton Ghost King, what on earth did you do?"
Yang Ji fiercely raised his head and looked at the Skeleton Ghost King, his eyes blazing with sharp light like swords and spears.
"Um?"
The Skeleton Ghost King was startled and laughed angrily:
"You little beast, you are about to die, but you are still thinking about how to destroy my formation. Don't have any wishful thinking. Once my formation is running, it will never stop. I have killed so many people, and I want to unscrew it.
Use your dog’s head as a ball to kick!”
At the end of the sentence, the Skeleton Ghost King's face was full of ferociousness. He looked like an angry beast.
"You can't kill me. However, I can definitely destroy your formation!"
Yang Ji said coldly.
"court death!"
The Skeleton Ghost King was furious. He stretched out his sleeves and the evil power in his body exploded. There was a buzzing sound, the light and shadow were distorted, and the Skeleton Ghost King disappeared instantly.
And deep in the void, a black lightning was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It rushed towards Yang Ji at an alarming speed.
"snort!"
Yang Ji sneered, his long hair flying. Faced with the Skeleton Ghost King's attack, he simply stretched out a finger and pointed far away:
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
Yang Ji's voice was neither high nor low, just like murmuring in a dream. But the power that erupted at this moment was incredibly powerful——
"Boom!"
Following Yang Ji's finger, a thick milky-white light beam was powerful and dazzling. It suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the head of the Skeleton Ghost King with perfect accuracy.
"ah!--"
With a shrill howl, the Skeleton Ghost King's body was covered in white smoke, as if it was on fire, and all four claws curled up.
It had already jumped a few feet in front of Yang Ji. But when it was hit by Yang Ji's Little Holy Word Technique, it shot back like a cat with its tail stepped on, faster than when it came!
"Damn thing, what did you do, what did you do to me..."
The Skeleton Ghost King was frightened and angry. It kept slapping its palms, but the white smoke was still billowing. It was impossible to extinguish it with just one swat. In just a moment, its whole body was burned with a layer of melt, as if it had been beaten in a fierce fire.
Roll the same way.
Even the evil spirit relic embedded in the skull on the top of the head looked a bit dimmer.
Yang Ji was still the same Yang Ji, but the Skeleton Ghost King was afraid of this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect for the first time. There was no roar of moves, no burst of blood. This guy just stretched out his finger, and a beam of light fell down.
Come.
——The Skeleton Ghost King has never seen such an attack method before.
What frightened the Skeleton Ghost King even more was that in that beam of light, it actually felt a power deeply imprinted in the depths of its soul, making it feel scared.
"Skeleton Ghost King, you don't recognize this kind of aura, right?"
Yang Ji sneered.
The Skeleton Ghost King was startled, and suddenly remembered something, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were shocked:
"impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
The Skeleton Ghost King's heart was filled with excitement, and even the green fire in his eyes was swaying, as if it would be blown out by the wind at any time.
From the moment it left the underground, the Skeleton Ghost King already had a suspicion in its heart. However, it still refused to sign in subconsciously.
The power in that huge stone has been sealed for hundreds, even thousands of years. No one has ever been able to break the seal and obtain the power within it.
From the first moment of his ignorant consciousness, the Skeleton Ghost King was imprinted with a deep fear of this power and was suppressed by it.
Subconsciously, it refuses to believe that this power will be born again!
However, this fear and disbelief was torn apart by Yang Ji in front of him.
"This is the power of ancient Confucianism."
Yang Ji said calmly:
"The ancient sages studied heaven and man and have already anticipated future generations. This kind of power was originally used to suppress evil spirits and suppress demons like you who bring disaster to the world. Unexpectedly, you colluded with evil ways and did such harming things to activate Confucianism.
strength."
"I have a message for you, if you do any unrighteousness, you will be killed. Now, I will give you one last chance. Tell me the location of the core of the formation. Either you destroy it, or I will destroy it!"
Yang Ji stepped forward and asked.
"Hahaha!"
Hearing Yang Ji's words, the Skeleton Ghost King laughed angrily:
"You brat, who do you think you are? You dare to say such things in front of me. Even the elders of your Iron Crown Sect are no match for me. How dare you brag like this in front of me? You got the contents of that stone.
No matter how strong you are, I will crush you into powder."
What about the power of Confucianism?
Yang Ji got the power from the boulder, but when it reached the essence of the evil spirit, everything was different from what it was before. A small general dared to act arrogantly in front of him, who was the eighth-largest martial sect in strength. The Skeleton Ghost King was really angry with him.
The seven orifices produce smoke.
"In that case, you can't blame me!"
Yang Ji's eyes turned cold, and without saying a word, he stretched out his right hand from his sleeve and pointed out:
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
"Boom!"
A milky-white beam of light fell from the sky and hit the Skeleton Ghost King instantly. The Skeleton Ghost King had suffered a loss before, and he was already prepared. As soon as Yang Ji raised his finger, he dodged with all his strength, but in the end he still hit the target with white smoke billowing from his body.
It roared and burned, the muscles all over his body melted, and even the evil spirit relic above his head became dimmer.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you, kill you... I'm going to kill everyone in your Iron Crown Sect!"
The Skeleton Ghost King was in pain, angry, and furious.
Whoosh!
There was a flash of black light. The Skeleton Ghost King pressed his body to the ground and flew out fiercely. The moment he touched the ground, he pulled out a corpse from the ground and quickly repaired his body.
"Hundred ghosts dismember the corpse!"
Endless black smoke spurted out, ghosts cried and howled in the void, and countless ghosts and ghost soldiers appeared. The Skeleton Ghost King shook his claws, and a rolling torrent of evil power spurted out, blasting past like a meteorite.
"Boom!"
Amidst the loud noise, a hole the size of a house exploded on the ground, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky. However, Yang Ji had obviously expected it, and his body flew out upside down, and at the same time he pointed out:
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
boom!
The sky shook and the earth shook. In the blink of an eye, another milky white light beam fell from the sky and hit the Skeleton Ghost King. The Skeleton Ghost King's newly healed body burned again, emitting sizzling white smoke, as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid.
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
The Skeleton Ghost King roared angrily, and the rolling torrent of evil power blasted out like raindrops. The speed reached the limit, and it was almost difficult for even the naked eye to keep up.
However, no matter how hard the Skeleton Ghost King tried, it was still difficult to keep up with Yang Ji. Yang Ji did not run away, but kept using "Immortal Shadow Changing" to move around in a small area to dodge the Skeleton Ghost King's attacks.
At the same time, he kept pointing and nodding:
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
…
The light of the pen of benevolence and righteousness flickered, and the awe-inspiring energy contained in it surged and poured into Yang Ji's body continuously. The Skeleton Ghost King could still keep calm at first, and almost caught Yang Ji several times.
But as the number of times he was hit by the Little Holy Word spell increased, the burns and corrosion on his body became more and more serious. The Skeleton Ghost King became more and more irritable, and his eyes could not keep up with Yang Ji's "immortal shadow change"!
"Damn thing, is this all you can do?"
"Run away, run away, run away! Do you have no choice but to run away? Damn coward!"
"Hide, hide, hide, let me see how many times you can perform such attacks. When your energy is exhausted, I will tear you into pieces and melt you into my body!"
"Shameless brat, you brat who only knows how to sneak attack, come out, come out! If you have the ability to do what you humans say, you can have a fair fight with me!"
…………
The Skeleton Ghost King was so angry that even a trace of blood showed in his green pupils. Yang Ji's movement was extremely slippery, like a loach in his hand.
But every time the small holy light spell falls, the Skeleton Ghost King feels the pain of gouging out his heart. From the moment when Wanfenling was born, it has never felt such pain. Every part of its body is corroded and burned. .
That kind of pain even penetrates deep into the soul, which is something that no warrior has the blood and energy to possess.
If it weren't for the pure evil power of the evil spirit relics being continuously transported down, the Skeleton Ghost King would have felt like his body had been burned to death and turned into flying smoke.
However, even after resisting, the Skeleton Ghost King felt that the little energy left in his evil spirit relics was rapidly draining away.
This is even more painful than the injuries on his body! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!