Han Tianhao's eyes became cold, his pupils turned red, and his whole body was filled with ghostly aura. Behind him, black mist condensed, turning into a statue of ghosts and gods.
The appearance of ghosts and gods has three heads and six arms, a red-haired ghost face, angry eyes and fangs, exuding a terrifying aura.
"External Dharma Appearance!"
Gao Dejiang's heart trembled: "This demon is at least at the seventh level of divine transformation!"
Hearing this, Fan Zhongtian also narrowed his eyes coldly.
No wonder that as soon as this person appeared, he and Gao Dejiang were instantly imprisoned. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break the imprisonment. It turned out that the other party was a powerful person in the late stage of divine transformation.
Even, not all the late-stage gods can condense the physical appearance of the body, they must be the strongest among the strong.
"Boom!"
The void trembled and there was a loud roar.
The ghosts and gods stamped their feet on the void, and the void of hundreds of meters instantly cracked open and rolled forward.
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes were light and his purple gold Taoist robe glowed with a golden light.
"Roar!"
The tiger roared.
An incomparably huge silver tiger appeared, swooping over with overwhelming pressure.
There was a loud "dong" sound, the energy burst out, and the sweeping power lifted Fan Zhongtian and Gao Dejiang directly away. One can imagine how terrifying the power was.
"Zhang Wenyuan, are you the only one here?"
The corners of Han Tianhao's lips curled up slightly, outlining a hint of evil charm: "The three guardians of the Forbidden City, the military master swordsman Ji Lin, should be maintaining stability in the north recently, right?"
"Where's Hua Feng?
Won't he come?"
"I heard that Huafeng has been in seclusion for decades in order to suppress the Ascension Thunder Tribulation and is about to fall, right?"
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes turned cold: "What do you want to say?"
"Haha, what I want to say is that you, Zhang Wenyuan, alone cannot stop my Demon Sect."
Han Tianhao had a sly smile on his face.
next moment.
He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The blood essence condensed but did not disperse, but it did not shoot towards Zhang Wenyuan. Instead, it turned into a blood sword and went straight towards the ghost-headed sword above Zijin Mountain.
"The Art of Blood Sacrifice!"
Zhang Wenyuan's eyelids twitched slightly and he had a bad feeling.
Then, he seemed to remember something, and his expression changed drastically.
Huh! A mahogany flying sword pierced the void, trying to intercept the blood sword.
But as soon as the flying sword submerged into the void, the six arms of the ghosts, gods, and gods struck down simultaneously, shattering all the void within a kilometer radius and blocking the speed of the Taomu flying sword.
ahead.
The blood sword has arrived at Purple Mountain and is about to be submerged into the Ghost Tou Dao.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Wenyuan was furious, white clouds rolled around him, and there was even more terrifying coercion inside the purple gold Taoist robe.
"Roar!"
The wind suddenly rose and the pressure surged.
A huge golden dragon and a huge silver tiger emerged from behind Zhang Wenyuan.
Dharma appearance outside the body.
Golden Dragon and Silver Tiger.
Fan Zhongtian condensed two Dharma images outside his body, and his aura was extremely cold.
"Dao Fakong, Dragon Tiger Spirit, Zhen!"
Amidst the roar of dragons and tigers, the ghosts, gods and dharma were directly pushed back.
Han Tianhao trembled all over and took half a step back due to the shock, but the smile on his face became even weirder: "I told you, if Hua Feng doesn't come, you Zhang Wenyuan alone can't stop him."
"Do you really think that for such an important thing as opening the door to hell, I would do it alone?"
"Holy Lord, please—" the words trailed off.
Above the Purple Mountain, a huge red light burst out from the ghost-headed sword. The red light swept across and directly swallowed Han Tianhao's blood and essence.
Swallowed the essence and blood.
The Ghost Head Sword exuded a terrifying aura, and a scarlet skull emerged, followed by a skeleton body, and finally, it condensed into the appearance of a middle-aged man with a majestic weapon.
It seems that it has just been condensed, and the movement of the man's bones is a bit stiff, but it does not hinder the terrifying aura surging from his body.
The peak of divine transformation! Another peerless strongman! "Meet the Holy Lord!"
Han Tianhao looked enthusiastic and saluted the middle-aged man from afar.
"No gift..." The middle-aged man waved his hand slightly, then scanned the whole place, with a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes.
"The secular world..." "After all, I haven't been to the secular world for hundreds of years. The changes are really big, especially the number of secular creatures, which is becoming more and more prosperous..." The middle-aged man closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Then he opened his eyes, his eyes filled with excitement: "From now on, I, the monk of the Holy Sect, can devour such vigorous blood at will!"
Boom! A terrifying aura unique to the peak of divine transformation burst out.
In an instant, it swept across the entire Jinling City.
..."The peak of divine transformation!"
Feeling this aura, the hearts of all the surrounding military warriors sank.
The peak of divine transformation.
What is this concept?
Even in the world of cultivation and hidden sects, this level of cultivation is still at the level of an old monster, especially in the secular world, where such a terrifying and powerful person has not appeared for a long, long time.
this moment.
Di Zongping, Yang Xiong and others around Purple Mountain all looked desperate.
The soldiers in the military department gradually became determined in their eyes.
The enemy is too strong, so strong that there is no need to struggle, but as a warrior, he would rather die than take a step back. He can only fight with his life to delay time.
In Jinling City, some wealthy families lurking in the background were also frightened at this time.
"Master of the Demon Sect..." Tang Yuansheng's pupils were filled with fear.
He also didn't expect that the legendary master of the Demon Sect would also appear.
No wonder Han Tianhao was so confident and knew that a guardian deity would arrive during the Jinling earthquake, yet he still opened the ghost gate without hesitation.
turn out to be.
All of this is part of the Demon Sect's calculations.
A terrifying power at the peak of the God Transformation Realm, plus Han Tianhao, a peerless powerhouse in the late God Transformation Stage. With the two joining forces, who can stop Jinling City?
Even if China reacts, it will be too late.
"It's time to end."
"Jinling City is about to turn into a ghost land..." Tang Yuansheng said in a deep voice, and as he spoke, he waved his big hand suddenly.
Wow! Light shields rose up around the Tang family in Jinling. Under the protection of powerful men in the divine realm, even if the ghost energy eroded the Tang family, they would still be safe and sound.
...over the Purple Mountain.
The middle-aged man at the peak of his incarnation felt the majestic vitality and blood of Jinling City, his face was intoxicated, and a devilish smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Whoa! Han Tianhao took a step forward and appeared next to the man: "Sect Master, fortunately you have lived up to your fate. Now the gate of ghosts has been revealed, and the evil spirit is majestic, and the ghost realm of the underworld is about to be opened."
"good."
The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, looking down at the crack in the center of Purple Mountain.
In the crack, endless ghostly energy spurted out, and a clone of Zhang Wenyuan was suppressing it, suppressing the ghostly energy.
"Zhang Wenyuan, the opening of the Ghost Realm is already unstoppable. Instead of trying to stop it, it's better to evacuate the crowd early. If you don't stop it, I'll give you half an hour to evacuate. How about that?"
The middle-aged man looked at it with a slight smile: "Moreover, from now on, the Jinling Ghost Domain will become the territory of our Demon Sect."
Half an hour to evacuate?
Jinling becomes the territory of the Demon Sect?
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes were indifferent, he took a step forward and appeared above Purple Mountain, and said coldly: "I have another way."
"Kill the evil spirits and suppress the ghost gate!"
Biting murderous intent spurted out.
"Just you?"
The middle-aged man sneered: "Let's let that old man Hua Feng come out, but does he dare to come out?
There are also Ji Lin and Jiang Longwu, both of whom cannot escape."
"Zhang Wenyuan, China is so big, you alone can't stop me."