"How is it possible that a True Infant cultivator can appear in this world, and he also masters the art of lightning swordsmanship!"
At the border of Venezuela's Star Territory, thunder blazed across the world, and a sword edge dozens of miles long struck in the air, as if it could tear a hole in the heavens and the earth.
The ghost king Youxiao shrank, and the ghosts under his command were even more frightened. Their ghosts were shaking. The ghosts at the leadership level were frightened and couldn't breathe. The ghosts at the foundation building and Qi training levels were on the verge of death under the pressure of the thunder sword.
"A giant city of ghost energy, a kingdom of hundreds of millions of ghosts!"
Youxiao couldn't think too much about why there were True Infant cultivators in this world. He only knew that if he was struck down with this sword, the ghosts under his command would suffer heavy casualties.
I saw him spreading his arms vigorously, looking up to the sky and roaring, and the huge city formed by the condensed yin energy, ghost energy, resentment, death energy in the billowing yin energy roared, and all the ghosts living in the ghost city also roared and roared at the same time.
Lines of ghost energy rose up, condensed into a black ghost hand covered with sparkling armor, and clawed hard at the Thunder Sword Peak that dropped from the sky.
The black ghost's fingernails were sharp, and they made a harsh scratching sound when they grabbed the Thunder Power Sword. They even left deep scratches on the blade of the giant sword as they tried to grab the giant blade in their hands.
However, the power of the thunder sword was so powerful that it was unstoppable. It slashed down directly and cut the ghost hand into two.
"The world is full of ghosts, and all the world is full of ghosts!"
Upon seeing this, Youxiao also jumped up, billowing ghost mist poured out from his body, directly wrapped him up and turned into a ghost blade, slashing hard against the thunder sword.
clang
The collision of the swords erupted into an unparalleled wave of power, and the void trembled. The thunder sword flew back and hung in mid-air. The thunder light on the blade flickered on and off, and there was a very obvious gap, with ghostly auras and thunder lights intertwined with each other.
Fighting hard, black energy keeps rising.
"At the late stage of the True Infant, if I hadn't already developed the ghost body of the sky in the fairy world, I would have turned into nothing under your sword!"
The ghost blade also flew back upside down, and before it landed back in the ghost city, the blade body was already torn into pieces. The body of the ghost king Youxiao also flew out, landed on the wall of the ghost city, and continued to fall back. A sword wound spread diagonally from the left shoulder, almost
Across the entire body.
Instead of flashing lightning, the wound was obviously invaded by the aura of the thunder sword, and it was difficult to resolve it all at once.
Youxiao was surprised and horrified, and raised his head to look up into the sky. The void fluctuated slightly at this moment. A tall and tall young man wearing a Taoist robe stepped out of the void, looking up and down at the Ghost King with smiling eyes.
"Who are you? How many monks like you are there in this world?"
Youxiao shouted sharply, and the billowing ghost energy flew out from his body and turned into a big hand, which reached into the Yin Qi and grabbed thousands of little ghosts. Regardless of the ghosts' wails and begging for mercy, he stuffed them into his mouth to devour and refine them.
As thousands of ghosts were eaten, the lightning in the wound gradually dimmed, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"King of Ghosts, can you tell me about the power of ghosts? Why do you want to devour these innocent little ghosts when you can absorb resentment and recuperate fully?"
Fang Xiu frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy in his heart. The time for the spiritual energy of the Milky Way World to revive was too short, and the ground had not been completely saturated with spiritual energy, so no evil spirit could be produced, and it would be difficult for ghosts to take shape.
Relatively speaking, each of the ghosts that the Ghost King brought into the Milky Way World through the Ghost Gate is out of print. If one dies, one will be missing.
He was determined to subdue these ghosts and use them to deal with the ghost-loving monsters, so naturally he couldn't bear to see the ghost king eating them alive.
"I can use my tribe however I want. Are you being too lenient?"
Although Youxiao was a little surprised by Fang Xiu's performance, he was obviously a human race but he cared about the life and death of ghosts?
Furthermore, how ghosts deal with ghosts is an internal matter. It is common sense in the fairy world that the rights of ghosts should not be interfered with!
"If you say that, I can't keep you!"
Fang Xiu smiled coldly. His hands were filled with thunder. Rays of lightning flew up and merged with the thunder sword suspended above his head. The damaged sword body was instantly repaired, and even the thunder aura became more intense.
"Human monk, you haven't answered my question yet!"
Lei Li defeated ghosts and killed all evil things. When Youxiao saw this, he also took half a step back. He was afraid of the pressure of the thunder sword and did not dare to jump out of the ghost city to resist Fang Xiu's thunder sword.
Youxiao roared and clasped his arms inwards. The overwhelming Yin Qi instantly gathered together, and together with countless ghosts in the Yin Qi, they penetrated into the huge ghost city.
In an instant, all that was left opposite Fang Xiu was a huge ghost city floating in the sky hundreds of miles long and wide.
Although this ghost city is condensed by all the negative auras such as ghost energy, yin energy, resentment, evil energy, and death energy, the various negative auras are extremely strong, like substance, and after dozens of generations of ghost kings have been continuously condensed and refined, they have already formed a magical weapon-like magic weapon.
thing.
At this moment, all the ghosts and yin energy are condensed on the ghost city, which increases the coercion and solidity of the ghost city by several levels.
Even if it is a magic weapon at the level of becoming a god, it cannot touch its roots.
"You have a giant city, do you think I don't?"
Fang Xiu laughed, and a nine-color divine light came from the distant deep sky across the space and universe, and instantly appeared behind Fang Xiu, it was the temples of the gods.
As soon as the temples appeared, the nine-color fairy light flourished, and even more auspicious aura filled the space, and thousands of auspicious auras were released.
The cold and gloomy atmosphere emanating from the previous ghost town was instantly washed away.
"King of Ghosts, how dare you compete with my Palace of Gods!"
Fang Xiu shouted loudly: "Don't you want to know my realm and the level of cultivation in this world? I can tell you that as long as you can defeat me, no one in this world can resist your ghostly power!"
"So, you are the number one person in this world!"
Ghost King Youxiao looked at Fang Xiu and the temples behind him, his throat twitched and he couldn't help swallowing.
Strictly speaking, this is good news. After all, it is a world. If he can easily occupy it without any destined enemy, it will make him uneasy.
But the question is, is this destined enemy too powerful to possess even rare items of the level of the Pantheon of Gods?
"Very good, very good, kid, listen, I am also a strong man in the fairy world. In order to enter this low-level world, my subordinates and I have cut ourselves into a big realm. In addition, when we first entered this place, we were not accustomed to it, so we were slightly attracted by you.
suppress!"
Youxiao rolled his eyes wildly and said: "Since you are the number one human race in this world, if you defeat me like this, I believe that your strong heart will not let go, leaving a gap in the heart of the Tao, laying hidden dangers for future cultivation.
, If not, you and I will agree to fight again in three months, by which time the outcome will be decided as well as life and death, or we can have a civil fight today!"
"Wen Dou?"
Fang Xiu was stunned when he heard this. Looking at Youxiao's serious face, he couldn't help but feel a little bit dumbfounded.
"The so-called literary battle is to compare your and my Taoist attainments, that is, to sit down and discuss Tao!" You Xiao explained.
"There's no need to go to all that trouble. Just hit him. You might lose worse in the essay fight!" Fang Xiu waved his hand.
"How could I lose in a literary fight? You must know that I am a true ghost king with attainments in the realm of transforming into gods!" Youxiao didn't believe it.
"Don't talk about your little incarnation, even the reincarnated Hedao Immortal Lord and Mahayana quasi-immortal, more than thirty or fifty people died in my hands. I also have two reincarnated Mahayana quasi-immortal clones under my command.
My Taoist attainments have long been engraved in my mind, and I feel a little embarrassed to bully you in a literary fight with you!" Fang Xiu said with a smile.
"Young human cultivator, please don't talk nonsense here. Reincarnation did exist before, but the probability is pitifully small. There are only a few people in the same hundred years. In the past ten thousand years, reincarnations have rarely appeared in the fairy world!" You Xiao
Disdainfully.
"Where do you think the reincarnated immortal in the world of immortals, Mahayana, went?" Fang Xiu suddenly asked.
"How did I know they..."
Youxiao snorted coldly, and as soon as he was halfway through speaking, his eyes suddenly opened wide, as if he had realized something, and he looked at Fang Xiu with a horrified look.
When he noticed the Milky Way world on the road to reincarnation in the ghost world, he was indeed a little curious as to why reincarnated souls never returned after entering this world.
If there weren't more and more ghosts in the ghost world, and there was no place for him to gain a foothold, he wouldn't have made a desperate move and risked entering here through the ghost gate.
"The six paths of reincarnation, each has its own path, now!"
Youxiao kneaded the formula with both hands and made a whimper-like sound from his mouth. Immediately, a stream of ghost power filled the air, forming various complex and strange symbols and lines in front of him.
"Good guy, I won't be so small!"
Youxiao carefully identified the symbols and lines that appeared in front of him, and his face became more and more ugly. He kept shaking his head: "How is this possible? This is just a low-level world. How can it have its own path of reincarnation? Although it is not
Complete, it’s just a temporary replacement for reincarnation, but it requires at least ten people from the other side to work together to build it!”
"The road to reincarnation built by the other side together!"
Fang Xiu's eyes brightened slightly and he nodded secretly. Youxiao's deduction indirectly proved his previous guesses.
Human beings in the galactic world are truly imprisoned here for eternity.
Even if you die, you can only reincarnate endlessly in this world. There is no hope of returning to the fairy world. You will only be a mortal unable to practice in all your life.
"Human race, what on earth is this place!" Youxiao suppressed a loud scream.
"This is a soulless prison created jointly by beings on the other side. All reincarnated immortals and Mahayana souls have been sent here. Once they enter, it is impossible to get out!" Fang Xiu said.
"No, this world is obviously spiritual!" Youxiao was very puzzled.
"For some reasons beyond the calculation of the other side, the aura of this world revived four years ago!"
Fang Xiu pointed at the residual limbs of the spirit-loving monster floating in space, "The fragments of limbs you are looking at are a type of low-level jailor created by the other side to destroy everything related to spiritual power in this world."
Fang Xiu opened his arms slightly, faced Youxiao, whose face was already green, and welcomed him with a warm voice: "King of Ghosts, welcome to the galaxy world on the other side!"
"I'm sorry!"
Youxiao was about to cry, but almost collapsed on the ground in frustration. He could see that Fang Xiu was definitely not lying.
Originally, it was just to fight for a while, avoid the old ghosts in the ghost world, and find a world to grow in secret. The strong man returned, but who knew that he would actually enter the back garden of the other side.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In the ghost city, a group of ghosts also wailed in pain, panic, and fear.
Although they are ghosts, ghosts are more afraid of death!
After all, there is still hope for a person to become a ghost after death.
But if a ghost dies, there is a high probability that he is really dead.
"King of Ghosts, Bian'an will destroy everything related to spiritual power in this world, including ghosts. You have two choices before you. One is to join my camp and jointly resist Bian's arrangement, and the other is to die here!" Fang Xiupao!
Two choices came up.
"Fight against the other side?"
Youxiao shook his head resolutely. He looked at Fang Xiu, with a fierce and decisive look in his eyes, "I don't choose either of these two. Going against the other side will lead to death, and it will even be worse than death. I choose to go to the other side."
, kill all the creatures in this world!"
"This is indeed a choice, but you have to know that ghosts also rely on spiritual power to exist!" Fang Xiu said calmly: "And the other side may not be able to tolerate you!"
"I can't care so much anymore. No matter what the outcome is, it's better than hanging out with you!"
Youxiao shouted, waved his sleeves, and the ghostly city flew up in a whoosh, fleeing quickly in the direction from which it came.
"Paths of Gods, chase me!"
Fang Xiu's body flashed and landed in the square of the temples. Nine-colored divine light burst out around him, and the temples turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the ghostly giant city.
The ghost city is an artifact that has been passed down by dozens of generations of ghost kings in the Youxiao lineage. It is even higher than the magic weapon. It is flying at full speed, and its speed can be almost half of the speed of light.
The surrounding planets and space continue to retreat on both sides of the ghost city, showing its almost heaven-defying speed.
However, only a dozen breaths passed before a group of halls wrapped in nine-colored divine light calmly caught up with them, speeding side by side with the ghost city.
The temples tilted slightly to one side, and the edge of the temple scraped against the wall of the ghost city. The temples shook slightly, and then calmed down.
But the ghost town instantly lost its balance and began to shake violently. The numerous ghosts living and hiding inside screamed and roared wildly.
"What kind of artifact is this? Could it be a spiritual treasure?"
Youxiao was frightened and frightened, and was so anxious that she was almost sweating.
Although the Ghost City is several times larger than the Temple of Gods, the two are not at the same level of power.
If the temples were really fierce and hit them all at once, most of the ghost city would be destroyed, even if it wasn't broken into pieces.
"Hoo ho ho"
At this moment, in the deep sky opposite, another ball of Yin Qi rolled in. Although it was only a few dozen miles in size, the Yin Qi was rich and almost substantial, as if it was made of a ball of divine iron.
Amidst the rolling Yin Qi, powerful ghost figures wearing black ghost armor stood proudly among them, each one a powerful ghost general above the middle stage of the Golden Core.
There is also a slim figure with long hair in plain clothes among the ghosts. Her face is completely obscured by long and thick black hair, and her face cannot be seen clearly. Only drops of blood and tears drip down from the cheek covered by black hair from time to time.
.
Her body twitched and shook from time to time, and her mouth uttered choking and plaintive sobs. The whole ghost exuded a desolate and resentful atmosphere.