"This kid is very smart. He always avoids us ghost masters and only picks ghost generals to attack!"
"It seems that there are about 10,000 ghost generals who are no match for this kid. This kid is quite capable. If we let him continue like this, wouldn't this kid become even more rampant?"
"Jiejie, Jiejie, let me kill this kid. Let this kid know that on the battlefield, it's best to keep a low profile, hehehe!"
As soon as several Ghost Lords discussed it, one Ghost Lord immediately took action and killed Yang Chen.
"Let's go. If Mohe Ghost Lord takes action, this human being will definitely die. Anyone caught by him will also die in the Mahayana stage, let alone an ordinary boy in the Nirvana stage."
This ghost king surged away, as fast as lightning, and could not be caught.
The other ghost masters were not too worried.
They all have their own opponents, and now they are just discussing Yang Chen's matter. After that, they find other powerful people in the Mahayana stage!
At this time, Yang Chen also dropped his spear, and the life of a ghost general in the Nirvana stage perished.
In reality, there are tens of thousands of Taoist inscriptions, and ghost generals with Taoist divine bodies are already very rare, but in his eyes, ghost generals with Taoist divine bodies are also not worth mentioning!
Even if there are ghost generals with close to 20,000 Taoist inscriptions, he is still sure to defeat them. The battlefield is not big enough, and ghost generals with close to 20,000 Taoist inscriptions are also difficult to find.
Now, even in this area, he has attracted the attention of many humans.
Because wherever Yang Chen passes, the Nirvana ghosts will be killed on the spot. Such a powerful strength can be said to make everyone feel more at ease!
"He is Yang Chen!"
"Another ghost in the Nirvana stage will be killed by him."
"too strong……"
"Just like the rumors, this Yang Chen is actually so powerful. I thought that his power was all blown out of proportion."
"I think so too. I didn't expect him to be so strong..."
After many people saw Yang Chen's level of strength, their attitude towards Yang Chen changed to a certain extent.
Everyone has heartfelt respect for the strong.
Yang Chen's strength has been recognized by everyone.
Today, Yang Chen is searching for his prey everywhere, but at this time, he suddenly caught a dangerous aura in his soul.
Yang Chen realized something was wrong and retreated suddenly.
Immediately, where he was originally, a flame formed by a ghostly face burst into flames, and then formed into the shape of a huge ghost, which was a ghost of the Mahayana stage.
Yang Chen frowned when he saw this ghost king appearing in his sight.
"Jiejiejiejiejie, boy, you seem to be enjoying the killing. Most of the ghost generals in this area have died in your hands." Mohe Ghost Lord licked his lips and sneered.
Yang Chen is now being targeted by the Mohe Ghost Lord, with his hands behind his back and a frosty look on his face: "The Ghost Lord of the Mahayana Stage... I see, I don't know when he was targeting me. As you said, there are many ghosts in this area.
The general died in my hands."
"You really dare to say that. In that case, just surrender your life obediently." Mohe Ghost Lord said in a deep voice.
As he finished speaking, he hooked his hand, and the Taoist inscription merged with divine power and ghost energy on the spot, forming a ball of will-o'-the-wisp.
The will-o'-the-wisp bite made a howling sound, and then attacked Yang Chen.
"Hand over your life? I am lacking a ghost core in the Mahayana stage, let you fill it." Yang Chen saw the ghost fire coming, his expression remained calm.
It's not like he has never fought against a powerful Ghost Lord in the Mahayana stage before. One on one, he had the strength to fight very early on.
But now, he is much better than that stage of 'very early'...
When Yang Chen saw the will-o'-the-wisp, he first typed out the Taoist inscription, and then suddenly collided with the will-o'-the-wisp.
After such a collision, his Taoist inscriptions were burned up by will-o'-wisps on the spot and dissipated like smoke.
"Is it a special flame formed by the fusion of ghost energy and flame spirit? It seems really difficult to deal with." Yang Chen thought to himself.
Just because it's difficult to deal with, doesn't mean it's impossible to deal with.
Just now it was just a test, now is the real move.
"The Hand of the Big Golden Bell!" Yang Chen clapped it out with one palm.
When the palm came down, it collided with the will-o'-the-wisp on the spot. Immediately, the will-o'-the-wisp was instantly shattered by Yang Chen's palm.
Yang Chen saw this and made a judgment in his heart: "It's within the tolerance!"
Seeing Yang Chen dissolve his will-o'-the-wisp with one palm, Mohe Ghost Lord suddenly turned pale and said in shock: "Boy, you actually broke my will-o'-the-wisp!"
His face was ferocious, with exposed veins, and he was gnashing his teeth, and immediately released a large amount of will-o'-the-wisps.
Seeing this method again, Yang Chen shook his head.
He already knew the strength of the Mohe Ghost Lord.
"break!"
Yang Chen suddenly struck out with a palm.
With this palm, thousands of ghost fires turned into nothing. Under his palm, they were completely powerless.
A strong person in the Mahayana stage is nothing more than that!
Yang Chen has already made his own judgment.
"You are too weak." Yang Chen stared at Mohe Ghost Lord and said in a cold tone.
The Mohe Ghost Lord was shocked and screamed: "Boy, I don't need to show my true ability. Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?"
Its Taoist inscriptions gradually combined with the ghostly energy to form a shadow scimitar.
This huge scimitar was dozens of feet long, completely out of proportion to its size. He held it in his hand and suddenly swung it down towards Yang Chen.
"More than 12,000 Taoist inscriptions, Mahayana ghost master." Yang Chen looked at the shadow scimitar of the Mohe ghost master and judged its true strength.
"It's almost solved!"
After Yang Chen judged the strength of Mohe Ghost Lord, he no longer hesitated.
The figure disappeared, and with the will of time and space, he easily dodged the attack of Mohe Ghost Lord.
The next moment, he came to the back of Mohe Ghost Lord's head, the will of life and death gathered in his palm, and planned to directly give Mohe Ghost Lord a fatal blow.
However, this Mohe Ghost Lord was a strong man in the Mahayana stage after all, and his reaction was very timely. When he noticed Yang Chen, he immediately came to his senses and slashed at Yang Chen with a scimitar.
"Go to hell." Mohe Ghost Lord roared.
But at this time, Yang Chen used an understatement and struck out all his Taoist inscriptions.
There is no need to dodge, you can directly compete head-on.
It was such a head-on collision that Yang Chen completely typed out his more than 27,000 Taoist inscriptions.
Rumble…
The sound was deafening and spread.
The Mohe Ghost Lord originally had a happy expression, and he was naturally overjoyed when he saw that Yang Chen dared to confront him head-on. He was previously worried that he could do nothing to Yang Chen, but when Yang Chen's Nirvana stage collided with the Mahayana stage, it was a choice to seek death.
