Chapter 1825 Black and white ghost generals (first update)
Of these two ghost figures, one is wearing a black robe and the other is wearing a white robe.
There was an aura of terror surging around him.
But if you look closely, you will find that their eyes are closed and they are in deep sleep.
boom!
When the two ghosts appeared, time and space instantly froze, and countless lives felt their hearts sinking, as if they were carrying a sacred mountain.
In terms of momentum, it is several times stronger than Jiang Ziya.
Qin Wudao's face changed slightly. The two sleeping ghosts had such terrifying power. How powerful would they be if they woke up?
"Four Deities Enlightenment!"
I looked at the battlefield and frowned.
It is undeniable that Jiang Ziya is much stronger than two years ago.
Can easily defeat the left and right guardians.
But facing the four warriors of the Enlightenment Realm, it is estimated that they will not be able to defeat them and will be in danger.
In the distance, Mr. Dage looked at the black and white ghost figures, sensing their terrifying aura, and couldn't help but ask: "King Zuo Xian, who are they?"
King Zuo Xian smiled and said quite proudly: "The Black and White Ghost Generals, the two most powerful ghost generals under the Empress, have reached the peak of the Enlightenment Realm. They are currently in a deep sleep state and can only play the mid-stage battle of the Enlightenment Realm."
force!"
Black and white ghost generals!
Two sleeping masters at the peak of the Dao Realm!
The elder of the Grand Pavilion was shocked, and his face showed a solemn look. This kind of existence can only be achieved by the Lord of Time if we look at the Time Clan.
And there are actually two deities in the ghost world?
The most terrifying thing.
These two sleeping black and white ghost generals are still just subordinates of Empress Huangquan.
How terrifying must be the cultivation of Empress Huangquan!
Dage always thought about it, feeling a little heavy.
King Zuo Xian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he saw the elder of the pavilion stopped talking.
He just wanted to tell Mr. Dage through the black and white ghost generals that although the ghost world is weak, it is not at the mercy of others.
"It's a pity that the black and white ghosts will not be able to wake up, otherwise..."
King Zuo Xian thought a little greedily.
The awakened black and white ghost generals are enough to sweep across the entire river of time.
"kill!"
Shaking his head in disappointment, King Zuo Xian ordered coldly.
Above the nine heavens, the black and white ghost generals heard the order, and the ghost energy in their bodies surged. They each struck out a towering palm print and slapped it towards Jiang Ziya.
The ancestral path of the chaotic ghosts spread across the sky, covering the sky.
There is also a strange soul power that permeates the air and hits the deepest part of the soul.
It’s hard to guard against!
Jiang Ziya's expression remained unchanged, and he threw out a stream of light, turning it into a sacred mountain of literature and Taoism. With the power of hundreds of schools of thought as the mountain body, and the power of literature and Taoism as the mountain spirit, the mountain body was majestic and majestic.
Wenshan!
A magical power that almost all literati can use.
Attack and defense integrated!
It has a strong practical effect!
Bang!
The next moment.
The attacks from both sides collided, creating a shocking explosion.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Ziya's shot from Wenshan shattered one palm print, but the other palm print was like a huge sky pressing down on him.
Seeing this, Jiang Ziya formed seals with his hands, and the vast literary energy surged, condensing a shadow behind him, with a majestic body, stepping on the auspicious clouds of literary Dao, with unparalleled power, educating all living beings.
Literary Saint Shadow!
This is an extremely terrifying magical power that can only be displayed if one has reached a certain level of literary and moral cultivation.
The mystery of this magical power is that it can mobilize the great power of literature and Tao from the past and present from the long river of culture to condense the statue of the god.
This statue contains many literati concepts, such as morality, loyalty to the emperor, patriotism, benevolence, protection, and love for the people...
No one is perfect!
However, the Holy Shadow of Literary and Taoism was formed by the fusion of the best of hundreds of schools of thought, so it can be said to have no flaws.
Bang!
The ghost mark fell and slapped heavily on Wen Dao Shengying.
But the holy shadow of Wen Dao just shook, then stabilized, and faced the void a little casually.
boom!
The distant ripples of time and space emitted the sound of great terror.
Before anyone could figure out what was going on, the starry sky above the battlefield collapsed, and a giant dragon with fangs and claws flying out, winding endlessly.
This giant dragon is milky white and quite spiritual.
The dragon's eyes are deep and sparkle with the light of wisdom.
There is an infinite amount of literary energy under his body, majestic and mighty, like a rushing river.
The context of time!
The expressions of Mr. Dage, King Zuo Xian and others changed greatly. They did not expect that Jiang Ziya's magical power could actually mobilize the cultural context of the river of time.
Among them, Dage Lao was the most deeply touched because he also practiced literature and art.
But using all your strength can only mobilize the context of a tributary of time.
As for the backbone of the years, even if he drains the essence and blood and burns the soul, he cannot shake the context of the years.
"roar!"
The dragon's roar shook the world.
The giant dragon circled in the sky and landed in front of Jiang Ziya.
Jiang Ziya stretched out his hand and touched the dragon's head, then tiptoed a little, and stood on top of the giant dragon of Time and Context, with flying white hair, elegant clothes, elegant temperament, and transcending the world.
The face of Mr. Dage changed again and again, his eyes were red, and he was about to go crazy with jealousy.
Walk with the dragon!
Such an honor, looking at ancient and modern times, it is estimated that only the gods and demons of Chaos Wen can achieve it.
"cut!"
Jiang Ziya stands on the dragon of context, holding a pen in hand, writing about the world.
Clang!
One word fell.
There was a harsh sound between heaven and earth, and then countless sword energies appeared out of thin air, with cold light flashing like raindrops, and they stabbed towards the black and white ghost generals.
Large swaths of the world are extinguished, and the past and present are empty!
The sword energy spreads horizontally and annihilates everything!
The black and white ghost took one step and disappeared from where he was.
Although they fell into a deep sleep, long-term battles had already given them muscle memory, allowing them to unleash extremely powerful combat effectiveness.
Somewhat similar to a puppet.
He has fighting power but no consciousness.
Bang!
Sword energy fell from all over the sky, shattering a large area of void.
"Chase!"
Jiang Ziya stroked his pen and wrote another word.
Countless sword energies broke through the air again.
boom!
At this moment, the void above Jiang Ziya's head split open, and the Black God General flew down from high altitude, like an ancient ghost and god controlling the world, holding a black chain in his hand, revealing a violent and cold aura.
The divine weapon of proof, the life-killing hook!
Once hit by the life-killing hook, unless there is a soul-protecting magic weapon of the same level within the same realm, the soul will be directly hooked out and dragged into the ghost world.
Jiang Ziya felt his soul throbbing, but his face remained calm. He turned his pen and wrote the word "roy".
boom!
In the blank void, ancient sacred mountains appeared out of thin air, blocking Jiang Ziya.
In addition, there are also strange phenomena such as meteorites falling from the sky, the Milky Way boiling, and beasts galloping, all distributed around Jiang Ziya, forming an indestructible defense.
boom!
The life hook fell, destroying a large swath of the mountain.
But gradually, the power of the life-killing hook weakened, and it was successfully resisted.
And this time.
Jiang Ziya wrote the word "explosion".
All of a sudden.
Ancient mountains, meteorites from the sky, sacred shadows of mythical beasts, etc. all exploded, just like countless suns rising, shining brightly for eternity.
In the light of the fire, the black ghost will be directly knocked away and fall tens of thousands of light years away. The black robe on his body will be broken, revealing his body wearing chain mail.
Seeing this scene, King Zuo Xian's face darkened. Could it be that even the black and white ghost generals couldn't defeat Jiang Ziya?
At this time, Dage Lao walked up behind King Zuo Xian and said softly: "To capture the thief, capture the king first..."
King Zuo Xian focused his eyes and looked at Qin Wudao who was watching the battle in the distance, flashing a cold murderous intention.
Then, he turned into a ray of light and killed Qin Wudao.