Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 232
The ruins of the ancient battlefield, the last battlefield.

The overall strength of Yi Xihou and other ghost realm practitioners is naturally no match for the strong ones in the phaseless realm such as Jinglu and Ziye, but they have the confidence to stop everyone, so they are naturally well prepared.

That sword, which was as black as ink, exuded a gloomy and cold aura, was suspended above Xihou's head, and the aura of that sword could overwhelm the world.

Everyone looked around and saw a hideous and terrifying face on the hilt of the sword. They recognized the sword.

Jing Lu's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect the jailer to even give you the wrath of ghosts and gods. It seems that you have planned this trip a long time ago."

Ghost God's Fury is the name of the black sword, the strongest sword in the ghost world, ranked fifth on the magic weapon list, and it is the sword of the prisoner in the ghost world.

Xihou smiled indifferently, without saying anything, only to see that her hands were forming seals, and a majestic sword energy swept out instantly, accompanied by the sound of ghosts screaming, as if living in hell.

In an instant, the eight nirvana powerhouses in the ghost world, including Xihou, dispersed to eight directions, surrounded Jing Lu, Zi Ye and others, and majestic sword energy swept out from their bodies, and the ghosts and gods' anger floated to the sky, releasing The sword energy and the eight Xihou people are connected in a mysterious way.

A powerful coercion pressed down, centered on the wrath of ghosts and gods, supplemented by powerhouses in the Nirvana Realm, trapping Jing Lu and other powerhouses in the Phaseless Realm.

Ghost World Sword Formation, Ghost Swallowing Formation.

Jinglu, Ziye, Jianxian and other strong men in the phaseless realm launched attacks one after another, but they underestimated the sword formation in the ghost world, and even they couldn't break it for a while.

The rest of the practitioners in the ghost world searched somewhere, met with Gu Zhiyue, Wu Cangyu and others, and then fought fiercely together.

In the battlefield, killing intent filled the air instantly.

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Tang Ge emerged from a pitch-black cliff, but found that the battlefield was filled with cold aura, and the cracks in the big pits became deeper.

He skimmed over those potholes, and somewhere he saw a familiar figure.

Ji Huan is fighting fiercely with a practitioner who is at the upper level of Nirvana in the ghost world, which is equivalent to a practitioner at the upper level of Qianyuan, so Ji Huan is naturally no match.

The Devil Weeping Sword swept out from Tang Ge's sea of ​​qi, and turned into a beam of blood to stab the practitioner in the ghost world. The man couldn't dodge in time, and the blood directly cut off his right arm.

The practitioners in the ghost world were shocked for a moment, and then escaped with serious injuries.

Ji Huan stared at Tang Ge in surprise, the sword just now, I am afraid that there are very few people who can avoid it in the Formless Realm.

How strong is this guy?
Tang Ge glanced at the several sword wounds on Ji Huan's body, and said, "What happened?"

Ji Huan put away Cangwu Sword and said: "Ghost Realm Xihou and others set up a ghost-swallowing sword array to trap Senior Jing Lu and the others, and...something seems to have happened in Kunlun Mountain."

Tang Ge said with a stern face, "What's the matter?"

Just as Ji Huan was about to speak, he saw Tang Ge's face darken instantly.

Suddenly there was a shrill buzzing sound from his chest, a golden light swept out from the wish bag, rushed into the sky in an instant, and disappeared from sight, leaving only a faint golden glow.

Tang Ge's pupils shrank suddenly, and the Kunlun seal was recalled, it must have been done by Master Cen, and something extremely dangerous must have happened in Kunlun Mountain.

The golden light swept out from the last battlefield at an extremely fast speed, passed over the ruins of the ancient battlefield, traveled through most of the western land, and fell into the Kunlun Mountain.

The speed of the Kunlun Seal is so fast that even the powerful in the Taiqing Realm cannot match it.

Many people saw the oppressive golden light, and Jing Lu and Nian Ruyin did the same. Their faces were extremely cold, and they continued to attack the barrier of the Ghost Swallowing Sword Formation with all their strength.

As soon as Tang Ge moved, he wanted to run towards the Ghost Swallowing Sword Formation, when suddenly several black sword lights appeared, and a group of ghost practitioners stopped him.

When the Kunlun seal slipped out of his body, the ghost world knew the importance of this young man, because Mr. Cen would not hand over the Kunlun seal to just anyone.

The realm of this group of ghost practitioners is not low, and among them, the six realms are the strongest. Although they belong to the upper realm of Nirvana like the person who just broke his arm, their aura is a little bit stronger.

These six people are all among the 36 ghosts in the ghost world, and even the ghost kings at the bottom are not much better than them.

Tang Ge's eyes fell on the six people, then swept across the other ghost practitioners, and finally looked at Ji Huan who was standing outside, and nodded without a trace.

The sword energy exploded, and the Devil's Weeping Sword roared with a sword roar, directly turning into countless rays of sword light and piercing the ghost world practitioners in all directions.

At the same time, the sword talisman and the natal flying sword in Qihai have also been operating to the extreme and are on standby at any time.

The six ghost guards focused their eyes. Tang Ge obviously only had the cultivation base of Qianyuan Middle Realm, but the offensive made them all feel a little palpitation, so they didn't hesitate to attack together.

The overwhelming sword light fell towards Tang Ge, and the ghost world sword energy had been exerted to the extreme.

Suddenly there was a sharper howling of swords resounding, and when everyone in the ghost world besieged Tang Ge, countless sword qi gathered together, but the sword formula that could split the world and tear yin and yang fell to a few ghost practitioners on the back of the victim.

Ji Huan's sneak attack was successful as the Hyphenation Sword Technique was unleashed. Tang Ge took advantage of this gap to rush out and headed straight for the Ghost Swallowing Sword Formation.

All he has to do is to rescue Jing Lu and Nian Ruyin. Now that Kunlun Mountain is in danger, only the strong in the Phaseless Realm can turn the tide.

When Tang Ge rushed out, the sword talisman had already emerged from his Tianling Cap, and the power of the sword that shocked the world was suppressed in an instant.

Xihou and other ghost world powerhouses froze.

Jing Lu and the others who were trapped in the ghost-swallowing sword formation were also stunned. The power of the sword aura actually caused the ghost-swallowing sword formation to start to turmoil.

Tang Ge stood above the ghost-swallowing sword formation, and the majestic sword energy in the sword talisman swept down, directly enveloping the ghosts and gods in anger.

Xihou's hands quickly changed the seals, but he found that he could not control the anger of ghosts and gods at all. The sword energy released by the mysterious talisman actually blocked the anger of ghosts and gods.

Taking advantage of this gap, Jing Lu and the others struck with all their strength and directly defeated the Ghost Swallowing Sword Formation. The air wave surged, and Tang Ge was directly ejected.

A purple-gold sword light and a wind and snow quickly left the place and disappeared in an instant.

The Ghost Swallowing Sword Formation was broken, and Jing Lu and Nian Ruyin rushed to help Kunlun Mountain, but they didn't know if there would be enough time?
Ziye, Sword Immortal Eleven, Daohuanglan Buyan, Jinghui Jingmo and Xihou eight quickly fought fiercely together. Although they were at a disadvantage in number, they did not lose for a while.

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On the hanging island, the clouds and mist that pervaded the year suddenly surged up, like huge waves on the sea.

Master Cen took the Kunlun Seal that flew from a distant place, and golden light enveloped his body. He looked at the prisoner and said: "No matter how empty Kunlun Mountain is at this time, this is always Kunlun Mountain and a hanging island!"

The jailer realized something, and the black mist got thicker.

The Kunlun seal released several golden lights, which quickly disappeared in the clouds and mist. The sea of ​​clouds was stirring, and it seemed that the most powerful offensive in the world was brewing.

The black fog around the prisoner was only a little thicker, but no fear could be detected.

The disciples and practitioners of the ghost world in all parts of Kunlun Mountain stopped fighting and looked up at the hanging island, where they could faintly see two majestic lights and shadows.

The Kunlun Seal floated above Master Cen's head, and his whole body was bathed in golden light, like a golden Buddha. At this moment, his aura was already extremely powerful.

"The Kunlun Seal is a sacred object, and it is already infinitely powerful, and it can exert its greatest power on the hanging island. Prisoner, your ambition has come to an end."

Master Cen’s voice was no longer weak, it was as sacred as the Sanskrit sound falling from the depths of the sky.

The black mist was already extremely black, and an equally powerful aura was released, instantly repelling the surrounding clouds that were about to gather to hundreds of meters away.

The golden light of the Kunlun seal swayed faintly, and it must be something extraordinary that could make a holy object react like this.

The jailer said: "You have holy objects, and so do I. Although you have the power of the Hanging Island, your current state is far worse than mine. I'm afraid that your dying body will not be able to withstand such a great power."

Mr. Cen remained silent, the power of the Kunlun seal had been exerted to the extreme by him, and the cloud and mist surged again, rushing towards the black mist.

Everyone in the Kunlun Mountain Gate held their breath, and some experienced elders seemed to have thought of something, and their bodies tensed up.

Suddenly the roar of a tiger resounded, breaking the tranquility of the holy mountain. Ye Hu broke free from the restriction set by Lu Xie. He couldn't find Lu Xie for a while, so he rushed directly into the short mountain and began to slaughter Practitioners in the ghost world.

Zhaorong's face changed suddenly, and the majestic sword energy attacked Ye Hu, but was stopped by Ye Fu holding the iron sword.

"Arrangement!"

Zhaorong let out a cold shout, and quickly swept down the mountain, at the same time, countless pitch-black sword lights began to emerge from every corner of the short mountain.

Ye Hu killed dozens of ghost practitioners in an instant, including several ghost messengers. At this time, he could not continue to kill. The huge sword array enveloped the short mountain, and also enveloped him and Ye Fu.

boom!
The sky and the earth trembled suddenly, and a loud voice sounded, and everyone looked at the Hanging Island again, where the sea of ​​clouds turned up a huge wave, sweeping to a radius of ten thousand zhang, and even the four cliffs were shrouded in it.

A childish but cold voice came out.

"I said before, you can't defend Kunlun Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)