Chapter five hundred and fifty second flying towards the center
A bright and majestic gaze penetrated the obstruction of the ghost country's yin energy and looked at Zhu Jiuyao.
The cultivator who attacked Zhu Jiu was standing high on the central platform, holding his hands behind his back. His body was filled with mysterious flowers, and his true appearance was not visible, but his aura was so high that it was the most powerful in the world.
There was an uproar inside and outside the Tomb Mountain area. No one thought that the mysterious cultivator at the central stage would suddenly attack Zhu Jiu. This made people surprised, but also filled with expectations. If these two people faced off, it would be a disaster for the whole world.
A rare battle!
The mysterious cultivator on the central platform looked at Zhu Jiu from a distance and said:
"The previous blow was a warning to you, otherwise you would be dead now."
He added: "Now that I'm here, no one can get to any of the five directions before me."
The voice of this person naturally exuded a majestic momentum like a rushing river, which spread hundreds of miles and reached the ears of all cultivators with a rumbling sound.
Many cultivators were so overwhelmed by the sound that their seven orifices bled, their bodies swayed, and they almost fell down.
Someone exclaimed in horror: "This voice actually spreads the power of rules and order. It's hard not to listen. How powerful must this be?"
There were also other voices saying in surprise:
"Look, everyone, he really didn't allow anyone else to get the first fighting position before him. The Yin Si young man who came to the fighting stage a moment earlier than Zhu Jiu was silently killed by the cultivators in the central fighting stage."
Everyone stared in shock.
Sure enough, on the western stage of the ancient battle platform, the young man from the Yins who had landed on the ancient battle platform without anyone noticing had a hole as thick as a finger broken in his forehead and he was already dead. The body finally dispersed into a stream of gloomy air.
Disappeared.
This is what makes the underworld creatures unique. There is no physical corpse left behind after death.
It is said that after their death, a ray of cold aura formed will return to the underworld of the underworld and sink into the famous reincarnation pool in the three realms, silently waiting for the opportunity to be reincarnated again.
When the cultivators saw that the powerful young man from the Yin Division had died inexplicably, their faces became more shocked, and someone said again:
"Who is the cultivator at the central stage? He occupies the position where the fewest cultivators dare to attack. So far, I have never seen that cultivator who can survive under his hands for a long time, making everyone fearful. He is like
He is not on the same level as anyone else, he is superior!"
At this time, there was still light rain falling in the sky high in the Tomb Mountain area, and the drops were cold.
The wind blows, and the robes and hair fly together. Zhu Jiu's eyes are bright and radiant.
His eyes showed a strange and rare phenomenon. A round of purple sun intertwined with thunder and lightning rose in his left eye, and his aura was so sharp that it was rarely seen in the world.
Zhu Jiu's other eye showed a bright moon condensed by the power of true water. It was like natural white jade, simple and harmonious, shimmering with misty lotus, and the true moonlight was as bright as spiritual water.
Zhu Jiu divides the sun and the moon with his eyes, which refers to Yin and Yang. The light of the water and the moon washes away illusions and reveals the truth, while the brilliance of the thunder and sun shines with sharp edges, stabbing forward and breaking through all obstacles.
The eyes are together, one soft and the other strong.
These eyes carry supreme Tao power, see through all illusions, cut through all obstacles, and instantly penetrate the true face of the mysterious cultivator on the central platform.
Zhu Jiu's lips twitched slightly, revealing a meaningful sneer.
The next moment, there was a soft hum, and the cultivator on the central stage suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "How dare you! An ant-like thing dares to spy on me!"
Zhu Jiufang laughed loudly and muttered: "Who is the ant? You will know later that you will not survive more than two hours!"
"Looking for death!" A loud shout came. The mist in the sky was billowing, as if the heaven, earth, and sea suddenly appeared. The momentum was majestic and frightening. A white mist turned into soaring chaos, with the power of flying down a long river, from
The water falls from the sky and rolls towards Zhu Jiu.
'call'!
Zhu Jiu flicked his fingers, and the Yin Qi in the Ghost Kingdom overflowed, transforming into a white-bone Yin Dragon, swaying its body, swallowing the black energy around it, and rising in the sky.
The Yin dragon and the swirling chaotic river collided with each other without any fancy. The sound of a thud was like the sound of a heavenly drum. It is hard to believe that the collision of two invisible auras can actually cause such a
A soul-shaking roar.
The attacks from both sides were canceled out, and they were annihilated together, returning to nothingness.
"You are no match for me!" The mysterious cultivator standing there, with a high aura and the lord of immortals, stared at Zhu Jiu with two mysterious lights piercing his eyes, containing a kind of great energy.
, the words in your mouth are like telling the truth and cannot be refuted.
As he spoke, he shook his head slightly to show his denial and contempt for Zhu Jiu.
What he said is also the view of most cultivators. Previously, the two people collided in the air, and their magic energy canceled each other out. On the surface, it was a draw. In fact, Zhu Jiu simultaneously mobilized the Yin Qi of the Ghost Kingdom and the power of Devouring Magic.
After all the spells were released, the chaos energy was counteracted with the opponent's. After analysis, it was indeed Zhu Jiuluo who was at a disadvantage.
Zhu Jiu had no intention of defending or arguing. He looked at the cultivator on the central platform and said coldly: "I took the position of the Eastern Battle Platform first, then turned around and went to kill you."
A chuckle rang out, and the man in the central battle platform said: "You still want to get the position of the Eastern Battle Platform? I said, no one can get the position before me, if you don't believe it, you can try!"
Suddenly, the little demon girl's voice sounded in Zhu Jiu's ears, and she said:
"Young Master Zhu, you need to be careful. As long as the cultivators in the five directions of the battle platform lock the Qi machine, the attack will be directly transmitted to the other side. In other words, your ghost country cannot attack the powerful guy in the center.
If you avoid it and block it, it will attack you directly. This is why when you were attacked just now, the power directly entered the ghost country and acted on you."
Zhu Jiu nodded and said nothing.
The next moment, he was erratic in the ghost kingdom, moving like lightning, merging with Sunset, Jiuying, Giant, and Qingpeng, and continued to kill the cultivators who stepped onto the battlefield and entered the ghost kingdom.
"If I have to show off my strength and seek death, let me play with you and see how long you can last?" The mysterious cultivator on the central stage said to himself.
When he spoke, he conveyed orders with his thoughts. After his appearance, he was still hanging in the ancient Taoist temple on one of the eight central peaks. Immediately, groups of bronze armored soldiers emerged, all holding big halberds and wearing animal-head carved armor.
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These armored soldiers were more than ten feet tall, and their whole bodies were covered by armor. They were silent and cold, like the gates of hell wide open. The Nether Demon Army that came out was frightening.
Each demon soldier has a cultivation level of level six or above, and after appearing, they rush straight to Zhu Jiu's battlefield.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of bronze-armored demon soldiers entered the ghost kingdom.
At the same time, some cultivators surrounding the battle platform saw that chaos was about to arise in the ghost kingdom, so they followed the demon soldiers and took the opportunity to board the battle platform and enter the ghost kingdom. They had the idea of fishing in troubled waters.
The joint attack of so many demon soldiers and cultivators made the battle extremely difficult and dangerous even if Zhu Jiu controlled the ghost kingdom and tampered with the rules.
'cough'!
A drop of blood spilled from the corner of Zhu Jiu's mouth. He was injured in the battle. He quickly wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth. There was no trace of panic on his face. His eyes were bright and murderous. He looked like a wild lion and pounced out. He punched repeatedly.
Broken the forehead bones of several cultivators who surrounded him.
The setting sun, the giant, and the nine infants were all fierce and fierce, and they fought to the death with the bronze-armored demon soldiers who invaded the ghost country.
Zhu Jiu suddenly got rid of the entanglement of several cultivators and flew into the air. With a finger, the deep and ancient opening sound of the ghost country immediately sounded, like the door of the ghost being opened. There was a kind of silence that told the story of death.
It is the gate of the underworld located on the land of ghost country. It opens slowly.
‘Hoo!’ A surge of extreme coldness surged out, flooding the ghost kingdom, and the cultivators who entered it shivered at the same time, with a chill rising in their hearts.
Inside the gate of the underworld, a deep and cold ink glow appeared.
The next moment, there were Yin soldiers in black armor, floating in the mist, holding swords several feet long, walking out of the gate of the Yins, and fighting with the copper-armored demon soldiers.
These Yin soldiers are restricted by Zhu Jiuyin's training. They are only at the fifth level, and their number is only a small team, less than ten fingers. However, the elite creatures summoned by the Yin code have always jumped up to fight against the copper-armored demon soldiers.
Not falling behind.
Moreover, these Yin soldiers have a great advantage, that is, once one of them is killed, another one will be quickly reborn in the Gate of the Yin Division. As a supplement, there will always be a small team weaving, and there will be no decrease.
As a result, the situation in the Ghost Kingdom gradually stabilized.
Suddenly, golden flames ignited all over the body of the golden giant, revealing its four-phase, four-armed Dharmakaya, and its size skyrocketed.
Under the blessing of the rules of the ghost kingdom, the giant's magical body far exceeds the height of a hundred feet in the outside world, reaching three hundred feet. It is infinitely strong, and it seems that it can reach out to hold the moon in its hands, and stamp its feet to crack the ground.
'Boom! Boom! Boom!'
The giant's roar resounded in the Ghost Kingdom, and its sound formed a golden air wave that spread out, causing the earth to shake. The roar came from the Ghost Kingdom, and even the mountains and rivers in the central area of the Tomb Mountain Domain swayed along with it.
Trembling.
This kind of whistling sound has a fighting spirit that has been passed down from ancient times. It is as thick as a drum in the sky, and like the violent waves of the sea. Each wave is higher than the other, becoming more and more turbulent, as if it is about to collapse the sky. Its power is unimaginable!
In the ghost country, even cultivators were cracked and shocked to death.
Then a strong wind appeared in the ghost kingdom, and the green roc soared into the sky. Its majestic figure covered the earth, its wings flapped, and the endless wind blew wildly.
The storm was mixed with streaks of sword light flickering from the green roc feathers, intertwined into a network, and came down with pressure, crushing the bronze-armored demon soldiers one after another and cutting off their lives.
Blood flowed into rivers in the ghost country, and every drop of blood was absorbed by the bones of the earth, and stored into secret energy.
The battle pattern in the Ghost Kingdom has obviously been reversed.
However, the number of copper-armored demon soldiers entering the Ghost Kingdom has not decreased, and they are still pouring in one after another, as if there is no end.
Zhu Jiuli was standing in the void of the ghost country, his robes were fluttering, and he frowned slightly when he saw that the demon soldiers were not diminishing. He immediately activated his magical power and joined forces with Xiyang to take action.
Thunder suddenly broke out in the ghost country, the yin energy turned into clouds, and it began to rain. This rain was not ordinary rain, but blood water from the blood river rose into the sky and splashed down in the sky.
The water from the blood river dropped from the sky. This technique was a whimsical idea, with unparalleled lethality, and it completely suppressed the demonic soldiers. All the copper-armored demonic soldiers corroded by the rain of blood rotted silently, and were destroyed into nothingness.
Then Zhu Jiu fell from the sky and personally participated in the killing battle again.
'puff!'
Zhu Jiu suddenly bleeded from the corner of his mouth again, and his body was unstable. However, he was unable to dodge during the fierce battle, and the cultivator on the central platform seized the opportunity and struck him in the shoulder with a blow from the air.
Fortunately, Zhu Jiuzao was prepared. The moment he was hit, a virtual image of the magic-devouring cauldron appeared outside his body, and the ink light flowed, swallowing up most of the attack power. Otherwise, this blow would have been in danger of serious injury and death.
After the cultivator on the central platform took action, his face showed a joking look. He squinted at Zhu Jiu, showing interest. After thinking for a moment, a cold look appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he did not continue to attack Zhu Jiu.
The blood rain falling in the ghost country is like the rain falling in the tomb mountain area, continuous and continuous, but the power is completely different, constantly attacking and killing every life.
Time seems to have stagnated, and I don’t know how long it has passed.
Suddenly, a soft sound of 'dang!' came from each cultivator's Consciousness Sea Heaven List.
All the cultivators trembled slightly and shouted in unison, "The first five directions are determined!" At the same time, Zhu Jiu let out a soft whistle, which split the sky and the earth. It was unparalleled and powerful, reaching up to the sky.
The Ghost Kingdom was taken back by Shun Na, and Zhu Jiujian's straight and elegant figure appeared on the eastern battlefield.
His robe was broken and blood was pouring all over his body, but his aura of gazing at the world remained unchanged. The whistle in his mouth became louder and louder. Suddenly, like an eagle, he flew up from the eastern stage and rushed towards the central stage!
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