Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 227 Killing Ghosts!

Endless black air roared in, covering the entire place where Guiyun hid his sword.

"You wait for Xiaoxiao, dare to make mistakes!"

Hu Yanxu yelled violently, and suddenly soared into the sky, the roaring sword energy exploded by itself, Ling Rui's sword light exploded in all directions, and all the black energy that approached was wiped out into ashes.

The strength of Da Luo's peak realm is all over the world.

It has to be said that Hu Yanxu is definitely a first-class existence in the universe of Da Luo, and even the great power who has just broken through the realm of immortality does not dare to underestimate him.

In fact, Hu Yanxu has always wanted to hit the Immortal Realm.

Of course, he didn't dare.

It's not because he's afraid of death, but because Guiyun Zangjian hasn't had a real genius born for nearly ten thousand years, and he can't take over his position as suzerain.

After all, once the impact of immortality fails, the body will die.

"Hehe, Hu Yanxu."

"What's the use of dying."

"How long do you think you can delay a mere Da Luo Qiankun?"

"Today is destined to be the end of your return to Yun Zangjian."

Ghost Crow looked at Hu Yanxu, who was furious and shot, with a look of complacency in his eyes, and said.

"Are you waiting for your uncle?"

Ghost Crow grinned, Jie Jie's voice reverberated in this world, making one's hair stand on end.

"I might as well tell you directly that the two ghost kings from my Ghost Mandrill Cave have already gone looking for your master uncle fifteen minutes ago."

"With the strength of your uncle's immortal fifth realm, it is impossible to get out of the hands of my ghost mandrill and two ghost kings. You just stop thinking about it and obediently accept the reality of the death of the sect."

As soon as these words came out, Hu Yanxu's heart skipped a beat.

As Ghost Crow said, Hu Yanxu was indeed waiting for the arrival of his uncle.

That is the only Immortal rank expert in Guiyun Zangjian.

At this moment, hope is dashed.

Even Hu Yanxu has the meaning of death in his heart.

'Is it possible that my Guiyun Zangjian will be destroyed today. '

The more he thought about it, the more angry Hu Yanxu became.

The situation that he has been struggling to support for nearly ten thousand years is already on the verge of collapse.

As for the masters of Tianyun Sword Sect and One Sword Sect, Huang Yunhe and Shen Yifeng, both of them did not move, they looked at each other, and they both saw the solemn look in each other's eyes.

The reason why they didn't do it was because they were all waiting.

Waiting for an answer.

Before making a rescue move, they had to confirm whether Guiyun Zangjian was worth saving.

After all, if they were worthless, they would naturally not fight Guidrill Cave to the death at this point in time.

"The hidden sword disciple obeys the order."

Hu Yanxu took a deep breath, with awe-inspiring eyes, his voice came out like thunder, echoing throughout Hidden Sword Villa.

On the square, the seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples who were defending against ghosts and demons all agreed in unison.

"The disciple is here!"

Hu Yanxu stood up against the wind, raised his hand, and the Guiyun sword, which symbolized the master of the hidden sword, was instantly condensed in his hand.

The light sword is on the right, and the heavy sword is on the left.

"Follow me, kill ghosts."

In Hu Yanxu's hand, the light sword is like a sharp sword, and the heavy sword is like a mountain.

With a shout, seven thousand disciples all responded!

"Slay ghosts!"

"kill!"

The seven thousand Tibetan sword disciples, all with light and heavy swords in their hands, without any reservations, turned into streaks of light and soared into the sky, fighting frantically towards the ghost disciples in the ghost cave.

But in a short while, corpses fell from the sky and landed on the Hidden Sword Square.

Among the corpses were Tibetan sword disciples and Ghost Mandrill disciples.

As for the other sect envoys who came to watch the ceremony, when the battle was just about to start, they all retreated outside the battle circle at the first time, so as not to be affected.

After all, they just came to join in the fun, and they didn't want to risk their lives.

Moreover, the purpose of Ghost Mandrill Cave today was obviously only to target Guiyun Zangjian, and directly ignored all the people from other sects who came to watch the ceremony.

Even the observation teams of Tianyun Sword Sect and One Sword Sect, before Huang Yunhe and Shen Yifeng made a formal statement, all retreated one after another and did not participate in the battle circle.

"What is this doing."

The edge of the battle circle.

Zhu Xiongying, who had just walked out of the purple bamboo forest, looked at the smoky atmosphere in front of him, the sky filled with black smoke, and the corpses falling from the sky couldn't help frowning.

It's not a good sign to encounter such a bloody incident just out of bounds.

Sikong Ruoyi on the side looked at the battle circle, feeling the collision of forces far superior to him, he frowned and clenched his fists tightly.

She could feel that, in the face of these tens of thousands of people fighting, the strength she now possessed, even the strength of her own aura, was not even comparable to one of the small miscellaneous fish.

This feeling of insignificance made Sikong Ruoyi unbearable.

She has long been used to being the supreme supreme, and she will never allow herself to be an ant that will be easily trampled by others.

Become stronger…!
This seed was planted deep in her heart.

I want to reach the Xeon of this world!
It is possible to foresee how crazy Sikong Ruoyi will fall into in this world.

"Ghost Mandrill Cave."

Teacher Cang floated beside Zhu Xiongying, glanced at the dark air in the sky, and said.

As the sword spirit of Baili Changfeng, Master Cang naturally knew the existence of the Ghost Mandrill Cave.

"Ghost Mandrill Cave?"

Chu Ci turned his head to look at Teacher Cang.

He didn't know what the three characters "Ghost Mandrill Cave" represented. After all, Mr. Cang didn't give him a detailed introduction to the division of forces in Beiming.

"You can understand this Guidiaodong as the head of the Demon Sect. Guidiaodong once led a kind of demon sect to ravage Beiming. The ghost mandrill has become so immortal that the ghost mandrill and the ghost emperor have shrunk in the sea of ​​ghosts and dare not be born for ten thousand years."

"Now that he's reappearing, and he's looking for Guiyun Zangjian for the first time, it should be where he learned that the old master doesn't exist in the world, but it shouldn't be. A sword intent was left behind."

"With the existence of this sword intent, no one dares to move it, and no one can associate the matter of the old master's sitting down. After all, it is not a day or two since the news that the old master is going to attack the emperor's realm. The retreat has impacted more than ten thousand Years, not surprising."

"Could it be that woman revealed the news of the old master's death?"

Teacher Cang was talking to himself.

Zhu Xiongying understood these words.

That woman was the one Baili Changfeng gave up his life to save.

"Maybe it's a guess."

Zhu Xiongying said lightly.

After all, in this world, some risks are worth taking.

This Ghost Mandrill Cave will not be born for ten thousand years, it must be an extremely uncomfortable thing for Ghost Mandrill Cave.

Therefore, preparations have been made for a long time.

Decided to go out and try it out.

"Impossible."

Teacher Cang denied Zhu Xiongying's words.

"Ghost Mandrill Ghost Emperor was born in the humble beginnings. He was able to dominate the Ghost Mountain and achieve the position of Ghost Emperor. He has an extremely ruthless and cautious personality. If he doesn't have certain clues, he will never act rashly."

"There are only four possibilities."

"One, that woman revealed the news."

"Second, the Master of Tibetan Sword has rebelled against the sect."

"Three, Ghost Mandrill and Ghost Emperor have stepped into the Emperor Realm."

"Fourth, Youdijing spent a lot of effort to spy on the Great Wilderness, and from this we can come to the fact that the old master has fallen."

After hearing Teacher Cang's words, Zhu Xiongying frowned even tighter.

According to his plan, after he comes out, he will be the senior brother of Guiyun Zangjian, who can have a huge amount of resources to cultivate, so that he can successfully gain a foothold in this world, and it is possible to create a kingdom of Ming in this world in the future .

And if this Guiyunzangjian is destroyed today, then it's a fart, there is nothing to play.

"Little master, what are you looking at?"

After finishing speaking, Teacher Cang looked at Zhu Xiongying, and found that Zhu Xiongying was silent, just watching the battle circle quietly, especially when he found that Zhu Xiongying's eyes were all those big Luo Qiankun who were concentrated in the ghost hole .

Suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of Zhu Xiongying's mouth.

"interesting."

Teacher Cang was confused by Zhu Xiongying's behavior.

"interesting?"

"Little master, what do you mean by that?"

Teacher Cang hurriedly asked, because she didn't see anything.

Sikong Ruoyi on the side also looked at Zhu Xiongying when he heard the words, with puzzlement in his eyes as well.

Theoretically speaking, the current Zhu Xiongying should run away quickly. After all, with his current strength of the first level of good luck, he is just a tiny ant here, and it is estimated that a shock aftermath will directly burp his fart.

This level of strength, in the current battle circle, is not qualified to participate in the war at all, and can only be used as cannon fodder.

Zhu Xiongying didn't answer Teacher Cang, but continued to walk towards the battle circle.

"Little master, you...!"

Seeing Zhu Xiongying's bravery, Master Cang's expression suddenly changed.

She didn't want to see Zhu Xiongying die as soon as he went out of bounds, that would be a free gift.

At the same time, the northern part of the Tibetan Sword Islands, Snow Island Cangchi.

This is one of the holy places where Guiyun hides the sword, because the Supreme Elder Cang Yue retreats here.

Unless there is something urgent, this snow island is an absolute forbidden place for Tibetan sword disciples.

Everyone knows that Elder Cang Yue doesn't like being disturbed by others.

But every hundred years, Cang Yue would appear in front of the disciples of Tibetan Sword, in order to tell the whole Beiming that the immortal strongman of Guiyun Tibetan Sword still exists in the world.

At the center of Snow Island, there is a clear pool with a radius of ten thousand zhang.

The icy blue dress was fluttering, her phoenix eyes were as indifferent as snow, and she was full of beauty. With an icy soul sword in her hand, she calmly looked at the two men in black who were hundreds of feet away.

"Cangyue, with my brother here today, you can't leave this snow island. You'd better stay here obediently, lest you and I waste our energy."

It is very difficult for the powerhouses of the immortal chaos level to kill each other even if they are separated by realms.

After all, every strong person who has reached the immortal level has experienced endless turmoil and has a lot of backhands. No one wants to push an immortal power into a corner, because no one knows what the opponent's backhand is.

Because many followers who died together are enough to die together across borders.

Of course, Baili Changfeng, a ghost that is rarely seen for hundreds of thousands of years, is different.

Someone once calculated that the number of immortal powers who died in the hands of Baili Changfeng would have exceeded double ten. As for those who were seriously injured and disabled, there were countless.

After all, when Baili Changfeng traveled to the Eastern Desolation, Western Desert, Southern Region, and Zhongzhou back then, he wandered around with a sword.

Cang Yue'e frowned, her eyes looked into the distance.

That is the Tibetan Sword Islands.

It is clearly visible, and the sky is filled with black air.

Cang Yue naturally knew what the black air represented.

"Why should I leave?"

Cang Yue was calm and spoke indifferently.

"Senior brother's place to raise his heart is within the villa, and the ghost emperor sending those miscellaneous fish there is no different from killing his life."

As soon as this word comes out.

The two ghost kings on the opposite side grinned.

"Cang Yue, you can lie to yourself about this, but what's the point of lying to our brothers?"

"Do you really think that I don't know anything about Ghost Mandrill Cave?"

"That fellow Baili Changfeng is already dead!"

"You have lied to me for thousands of years, and now you still want to use this thing to bluff people."

Cang Yue's eyes were icy cold, and the ice soul in her hand made humming sounds.

Suddenly, Cang Yue's eyes narrowed sharply.

Her hands trembled slightly.

"This is…"

She sensed a familiar sword intent appearing.

She had only seen that sword intent on one person before.

'Senior brother! '

'You, are you back...'

Cang Yue hardly hesitated for a moment, and suddenly smashed the void, going to the Tibetan Sword Islands.

The two ghost kings who were hundreds of feet away gave a sneer smile.

"I told you before, you can't do without today!"

The moment the words were spoken, the figures of these two people disappeared, and they appeared beside Cang Yue in an instant, and the newly opened crack in the void was forcibly erased directly.

boom!
Two streaks of black air descended suddenly.

Cang Yue blocked subconsciously, and with the sound of a violent explosion, the vast clear pool below was instantly leveled.

Even the entire Snow Island, under this aftermath, began to tremble crazily, falling apart.

A duel between immortal powers, even if it is just a slight aftermath, is enough to break mountains and ground, destroy rivers and rivers.

On the top of the Shattered Snow Island, Cang Yue stood in the sky, and the ice soul in his hand began to hum wildly.

"roll."

One word, spit out lightly.

On the opposite side of her, the two ghost kings folded their hands, looking indifferent.

Indeed, they may not care.

After all, both of them are in the fourth realm of immortality, while Cang Yue is only in the fifth realm of immortality. In terms of realm, both of them are higher than Cang Yue.

In the eyes of the two of them, sending the two of them to hold Cang Yue at once is already a high opinion of this woman.

"The fifth realm, do you really think you are unparalleled in the world?"

Between the words, it was obvious that Cang Yue was not taken seriously.

Suddenly, the laughter of the two stopped abruptly.

His expression was suddenly taken aback.

Because at this moment, Cang Yue's aura was surging wildly.

It is no longer the fifth realm of immortality.

When the breath stopped soaring, he had already reached the third realm of immortality!
Baili Changfeng transferred his immortal state to Cang Yue, Cang Yue couldn't bear it, and [-]% of his power dissipated in the world, and the remaining [-]% turned into two strands.

An immortal power of the fifth realm that condensed Cang Yue.

The other strand is stored in Cang Yue's body, she can extract it three times, reaching the third realm of immortality three times.

"This is a temporary method for her. It is impossible to maintain the third realm for a long time and hold her back."

The two ghost kings looked at each other and nodded their heads.

(End of this chapter)