Of course, the most important thing right now is to get rid of the Mahayana ghost in front of us first.
When I looked at this Mahayana Ghost Lord again, all I could see in his eyes was fear and awe.
At first, they were shocked and panicked for a whole Mahayana period, but they didn't lose their cool yet, and they didn't feel that they couldn't fight Yang Chen.
He only felt that Yang Chen took advantage of the unexpected situation, and there was nothing worthy of their attention.
But now, he is really scared.
Another of his companions also died, and now he was left alone.
Three Mahayana-stage Ghost Lords couldn't solve Yang Chen, so how could he solve it?
In fear, the Mahayana Ghost Lord almost didn't even think about it and chose to escape from this place. He knew very well that there was only one fate for staying here, and that was death.
He is definitely no match for Yang Chen. This monster is no longer something he can deal with.
This strong man in the Mahayana stage ran away as fast as he wanted without any hesitation.
But how can it be so easy to escape?
The current space confinement has become fragmented and ineffective due to the deaths of two powerful men from the Mahayana period.
Therefore, his time and space will work perfectly.
Choosing to escape in front of the will of time and space? It is undoubtedly a wishful thinking, and Yang Chen also has the extremely terrifying method of chasing and killing, the Black Wind of Death.
In just an instant, Yang Chen had already caught up with the Mahayana ghost master, and then a deathly black wind roared towards him.
In the panic of this Mahayana ghost master, he was quite agile in dodging. When he got out of the way in an instant, he tried to escape in the blink of an eye.
But to deal with a Ghost Lord in the Mahayana stage, Yang Chen can control two dead black winds to encircle and suppress him.
Want to escape?
There are no doors.
After dodging one, another deathly black wind came down quickly.
"not good!"
The Mahayana Ghost Lord had just dodged a deathly black wind. When he raised his head, he found another deathly black wind coming.
"No!"
He yelled in fear, but the result was already doomed. The astonishing lethality of the dead black wind cut him open on the spot. Immediately, the Taoist intention of death completely covered his spiritual body, making the Mahayana ghost master miserable.
Before he even had time to call, he was already dead on the spot!
Yang Chen, on the other hand, perfectly bagged the ghost core of this ghost king. In this battle, there were countless ghost cores in the Nirvana stage. There were four ghost cores in the Mahayana stage alone. It can be said that he returned with a full load.
I don’t know how much merit I can get.
With this in mind, Yang Chen also wanted to go back.
Just when he wanted to return, suddenly, a trumpet sounded like thunder, rolling in all directions, ringing in everyone's ears.
"This is the retreat horn. It seems that the second wave of the Holy War's attack will end here." Yang Chen said to himself.
Just as he was planning to rush back, the horn sounded just in time.
Without any hesitation, he obeyed the call and hurried back to the rear of the battlefield, intending to deliver the ghost core as soon as possible. Otherwise, there would be more people later, and he would have to queue up in large numbers to deliver the ghost core again.
Yang Chen thought so in his heart, speeding up and using the will of time and space to rush back, but even so, it was still a step too late.
Thick people and horses have gathered behind the battlefield.
Although Yang Chen's speed of time and space is fast, after all, he was fighting with the Mahayana ghost master and went deeper into the battlefield, while many monks were on the periphery of the battlefield and rushed back much faster than him.
Seeing so many people, Yang Chen could only shrug helplessly and choose to queue up.
However, before he could stand still, many people recognized him.
"It's Yang Chen."
"Yang Chen is here."
"I'm so lucky that I met Yang Chen here."
"It turned out to be Yang Chen. I heard that Yang Chen defeated Black Wind Ming General and all the emperor-level ghost generals fell into his hands."
"Yes, if Yang Chen hadn't eliminated the Black Wind Underworld General, the Black Wind Underworld General would have been wreaking havoc on the battlefield in the Nirvana Period. No one could stop it. It was because Yang Chen had eliminated the Black Wind Underworld General.
After that, the pressure on the battlefield during the Nirvana period was greatly reduced."
"I heard that General Black Wind Ming can kill strong men in the Mahayana stage. Yang Chen can even kill General Black Wind Ming. Doesn't that mean that Yang Chen can also kill strong men in the Mahayana stage?"
"Nonsense, Yang Chen had delivered the Ghost Core of the Mahayana Stage a long time ago, didn't you know?"
"So powerful? It seems that only Mu Chuhe and Ye Qiubai were able to kill the Mahayana Ghost Lord before, and they had to make a lot of preparations in advance, and they only found relatively weak Mahayana ghosts."
Yang Chen saw many people recognizing him, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. If he had known better, he would have better concealed his appearance.
But it's too late to hide it now.
However, this concealment has the advantage of concealing it. Yang Chen originally regretted it, but who knew that the next moment, many people actually made way for him.
"Brother Yang Chen, you come first to deliver the ghost core."
"Yes, we are not in a hurry..."
These monks in the Nirvana stage all respect Yang Chen, and this is true for everyone who is strong.
Ye Qiubai and Mu Chuhe have this kind of treatment. Yang Chen became famous in one battle, so he naturally deserves this kind of treatment now.
When Yang Chen saw this, he was a little surprised for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "This, how is this appropriate? You don't have to do this specially for me."
"Brother Yang Chen, please don't be polite. How can we waste your time by delivering this military exploit? You can just deliver it first."
"Yeah yeah."
Everyone else is also polite to each other.
Speaking of which, if Yang Chen were to be polite, it would appear to be a bit hypocritical.
He cupped his hands and agreed not to say any more nonsense.
After he agreed, Yang Chen also arrived at the place where he had to deliver his war achievements. Under the gaze of everyone, he directly took out a storage bag, and then, with a bang, he took out all the ghost cores inside.
There are so many ghost cores, if you count them, there are more than fifty.
Many people gasped when they saw this number. What shocked them was not the number of ghost cores, but the quality of the ghost energy exuded by the ghost cores.
Just by looking at the quality of this ghost energy, you can tell that this ghost core is by no means simple.
"It is the ghost core of the Nirvana stage."
"No, not only the Nirvana stage, but also the ghost cores of the Mahayana stage ghosts, one, two, three...four!"
"Four ghost cores of the Mahayana stage, my God, this, Yang Chen killed the ghost cores of four Mahayana stage ghost masters?"
"And the others are the ghost cores of ghost generals in the Nirvana stage."
"More than fifty, how did he do it?"
Although they had long expected that the ghost cores collected by Yang Chen would be shocked when they were revealed, they still did not expect that the ghost cores delivered by Yang Chen would be so frightening.
If they knew that these were just the results of Yang Chen's two days of busy work, I'm afraid these people would be even more shocked.
