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Chapter 1755 Golden Blade Storm

A hole opened in the space on the right, and a large number of ghosts flew out of it, including a one-eyed red-haired monster, a skeleton holding an axe, and a yaksha with wings on his back.

In short, all kinds of ghosts came out like huge waves, filled with resentment and looking particularly scary.

Ghosts kept pouring out, and there were more than just a few!

"What's going on? Didn't the space channel collapse? Why can ghosts come out?" Shen Lang said in horror.

"This... I don't know, this fairy. This Netherland itself is relatively close to the environment of the ghost world. It may be that after the space channel collapsed, a certain space in the ghost world was opened by accident." Fairy Yunmeng said Qiao Qiao.

He said with a stiff face.

"Ouch!"

Several fierce ghosts flew toward Shen Lang. Before they could get close, they were killed by the golden sword light that surrounded their bodies.

The defensive power of the Jiuli Sword Formation is extremely strong, and with the protection of Yuyang Golden Thunder, the surrounding ghosts cannot threaten Shen Lang for the time being.

However, the number of fierce ghosts flying out of the space hole in mid-air is increasing, and Shen Lang will be unable to bear it sooner or later.

"How could this happen?" Shen Lang looked extremely ugly and asked Fairy Yunmeng: "Fairy, can we still return to the human world through the crack on the left?"

"It's impossible. Once the space passage collapses, it is very likely to turn into a space crack. Being sucked in will almost certainly lead to death! The passage opening on the right may itself be a stable passage connecting the ghost world, but the one leading to the human world

The space passage is definitely different, the environment in the Netherworld is very different from the human world." Fairy Yunmeng said through clenched teeth.

When the seal at the entrance to the Netherworld was loosened, the top of the world also caused space turmoil and released a large number of ghosts. This led to the incident where Jinlong Island was later attacked by ghosts. This time, the degree of danger was far greater than the space rift before.

As it becomes larger, the obstruction of ghosts in the ghost world becomes smaller and easier to escape.

"Now that the space channel leading to the human world has collapsed, what should we do now?" Shen Lang asked hurriedly.

Fairy Yunmeng was at her wits' end. Originally, the space passage on the left was the only safe way, but she didn't expect such an accident to happen.

"Go to the poisonous mist swamp in the mist swamp forest. As long as we can break the Celestial Silkworm Spider Silk Array, the entire Netherland will disappear. If we are not lucky, we may be able to return to the human world." Fairy Yunmeng said with a gloomy expression.

Of course, this is an ideal situation. If they are unlucky, Shen Lang and Fairy Yunmeng will probably be swallowed by space.

"good!"

Shen Lang had no choice.

In fact, the space gap on the right may allow them to enter the ghost world, but Shen Lang is not a ghost cultivator, and he will definitely not survive long in a place filled with the turbid air of the ghost world.^

In the short ten seconds that the two of them were talking, dense ghosts poured out of the gap in space on the right!

Most of them are low-level ghosts, but there are also a few high-level ghosts, and there are even two green-faced ghosts in the late Nascent Soul stage!

A green-faced fierce ghost with one eye, two wings on his back, and a terrifying aura.

"Hahaha, we finally saw the light of day again and escaped from the miserable place of the ghost prison! I didn't expect that the space crack in the ghost prison could actually lead to the lower world? I thought we were dead!"

"Yes, in short, this is definitely not the ghost world, and I don't know which interface it is."

Two green-faced ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage who had just been released from the gap in space were talking to each other, with expressions of ecstasy on their faces.

After looking around, the eyes of the two ghosts immediately locked onto Shen Lang and Fairy Yunmeng in mid-air, their eyes brightening.

"Huh? There are actually two human monks here!" "Middle stage of Nascent Soul? Not bad, not bad. The Nascent Soul of human monks is a great tonic! It can be just an appetizer for you and me."

As if seeing the mouth-watering delicacies, the two green-faced ghosts in the late Nascent Soul stage immediately flew towards Shen Lang, with bloodthirsty expressions on their faces.

"Damn, there are actually ghosts from the late Nascent Soul stage!"

Shen Lang cursed loudly, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

"Just use your Yuyang Golden Thunder to scare them away. Don't get entangled here. The number of ghosts coming out of the gap in space will become more and more. There is no guarantee that other Nascent Soul stage ghosts will not be released." Fairy Yunmeng bit the shell.

Teeth, face extremely solemn.

Hearing this, Shen Lang made a decisive decision and activated the Jiuli Sword Formation to the extreme, and a large number of Yuyang Golden Thunder surged out from the eighty-one sword lights.

The dense red-gold arc of electricity struck at the two green-faced ghosts with lightning speed.

"No, it's Yuyang Jinlei! This person is not a ghost cultivator!"

The two green-faced ghosts were startled and immediately retreated.

Ghosts as powerful as those in the late Nascent Soul are also extremely afraid of Yuyang Golden Thunder. Being hit by this level of Yang Thunder is no joke, the physical body will definitely suffer heavy damage!

Wherever the Yuyang Golden Thunder passed, countless ghostly objects turned into ashes.

Because the two green-faced ghosts escaped in time and had a large number of shields around them, they were not hit by the Yuyang Golden Thunder.

Perhaps because they sensed the terrifying aura of Yuyang Golden Thunder, the surrounding ghosts were unable to dodge Shen Lang, appearing extremely frightened and confused.

Shen Lang stopped lingering and immediately withdrew his sword light and performed the Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit.

The golden dragon pattern on his arm swelled with golden light, and Shen Lang's body instantly expanded, transforming into a golden dragon with a body length of more than a thousand meters.

The golden dragon had a golden horn on its head, releasing a bright stream of light, and the golden dragon scales on its body glowed, exuding a heart-stopping and terrifying aura. Fairy Yunmeng sat on top of the golden dragon's head and urged: "Quick!

"

"roar!"

The huge golden dragon opened its mouth and fangs, let out a huge roar, and a golden storm came out of the dragon's mouth.

"boom!"

Wherever the golden storm passed, all the evil ghosts were killed into powder.

Shen Lang cleared a path of blood with one blow. He couldn't help but secretly marvel at the powerful power he gained after acquiring the bloodline of the golden-horned dragon.

That golden storm is the golden-horned dragon's natal magical power "Golden Blade Storm". It is extremely powerful and can be released with just demonic power. Shen Lang can also release this blow with spiritual power.

In terms of power alone, Golden Blade Storm is much more powerful than Kanli Thunderbolt. It is comparable to Le Fei'er's full force of the Seven Sorrows Qin Shuangming attack! Moreover, it consumes less and is extremely fast to cast, almost instantaneous.

Shen Lang was surprised and happy, his strength had increased more than a little. He only hoped that he could leave this netherworld with his life.

The golden-horned dragon flew towards the south. Wherever it passed, strong winds rose and no ghosts dared to approach.

Seeing the golden-horned dragon disappearing from the horizon, the two green-faced ghosts looked shocked.

"It's actually the Golden Dragon Clan in the spiritual world, do we still want to pursue it?" one of the green-faced ghosts asked.

"Forget it! The Golden Dragon Tribe is the most powerful sub-dragon tribe. The strongest ones are even comparable to the Saints. We'd better not mess with such troublesome guys." Another green-faced ghost said gloomily.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful monster in this low-level interface."



The golden dragon flew in the direction of the foggy swamp forest, and its flying speed was no less than that of the Lei Peng form without using the flying thunder escape technique.

Shen Lang simply took the form of a golden-horned dragon and walked all the way through the black desert. Less than half an hour later, he finally arrived at the poisonous mist swamp in the mist swamp forest.


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