first evil king

Chapter 478 The Ultimate Battle (The Finale) (4)
In addition to him, Nangong Fengshu, there are three other ancestors of gold, wood, and earth, and their strength is not weaker than him. It is conceivable that even if there is no ghost army, it is easy to kill those small and medium cultivation sects thing!
But now that the two sides have been fighting together, they dare not make casual moves, because that would also hurt the ghost army on their own side, which means that they are tied up, and that feeling is really aggrieved.

And under his careful observation, he did not find the figure of the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect and those elders. Among these people who rushed out were the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and some who were not, but none of them were particularly strong. High, the highest is only up to the Nascent Soul stage.

Who the hell came up with this idea? These fucking people are clearly dead soldiers who came out to die.

That's right, this group of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples and monks who were in the vanguard were dead soldiers who voluntarily came out to die, because no matter in terms of strength or number, it was impossible for them alone to fight against the ghost army.

So soon, even if Nangong Fengshu and the others were restrained, even if the ghost army's momentum fell, but with the downfall of Tianjianzong disciples or monks one after another, it was the ghost army's side that won in the end. Some are difficult, some are miserable.

When the last disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect fell to the ground, Nangong Fengshu and Guixian watched the ghost army whose number had decreased sharply and was in disarray. Spit it out.

Obviously, they could kill them with a single move, but now, in front of them, they actually let them kill so many ghost generals and ghost soldiers.

Shame, shame!
However, before they could finish enjoying this rare humiliation, countless powerful rays of light suddenly exploded among the chaotic ghost army, catching them off guard again, blowing them out of their wits, and in the blink of an eye, they exploded again. A group of ghosts brought down the ghost soldiers.

"Damn cunning human beings." Guixian raised his head and let out angrily, pointing a weapon in the shape of a staff in his hand straight ahead, where a bunch of people appeared out of nowhere, there were still Tianjianzong, and there were also non-humans. The monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but it is obvious that the strength of this group is far superior to that of the previous group. There are several of them in the distraction stage alone, and the leader is the suzerain of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The Heavenly Sword Sect Master stood at the forefront, raised his right hand, and a flashing golden sword appeared in his hand in vain. Following his movements, a dazzling golden sword light burst out to meet the dark shadows that came from ghosts and immortals. The poisonous light exploded with a loud bang, and the bright rays of light canceled out each other's lethality in mid-air.

And this sword of Tianjianzongzong is not only to resist the ultimate move of ghosts and immortals, but more like a signal, a signal of attack. He flew up with a huff, and greeted the ghost army with all kinds of magic weapons in his hands. The momentum was completely different from before, and he directly blasted the chaotic ghost army to the side, and fell down a large area in an instant.

However, Nangong Fengshu and Dongfang Hui had been prepared for a while. Although they couldn't stop the first wave, they quickly stood in front, roaring and killing the rushing human cultivation world. Don't let them repeat the old plan, but use the ghost army as a shield.

Although Nangong Fengshu and the others were invincible, they couldn't support the opponent's large number of people, and after the scuffle just now, they were afraid that the opponent's tricks would be repeated. Therefore, the ghost army could not be a help, but instead became a constraint for Nangong Fengshu and the others.

For a while, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, the majestic Tianjianzong was basically in ruins, and most of the towering peaks were cut off, and the scene was like the end of the world.

This battle lasted for a whole day, and the movement caused could be felt thousands of miles away. Many mountains collapsed in a radius of a hundred miles, and the ground was cracked. The destructive force was more terrifying than a magnitude [-] earthquake.

This is the biggest battle between the good and the evil that has happened since the ghost clan massacred the human world, but the result...

Although the Zhengdao Human Cultivation Realm counterattacked with all their strength, with proper strategies, and even rushed to the forefront with the heart of death, they still couldn't stand the disparity in strength. .

However, this was expected by the Heavenly Sword Sect Master and the others. After all, Nangong Fengshu and the others are too strong. Thousands of years ago, they were only one step away from becoming immortals. Although I don't know how to suppress Unsurpassing Tribulation, but his cultivation is making rapid progress, I'm afraid even the Da Luo Jinxian in the fairy world can't do anything to him.

But the only gratifying thing is that their sacrifices were worth it. Even if the ghost army won, it would be a disastrous victory. Injury, especially Guixian, his strength is still weaker, and the injury is quite serious.

"Hmph, damn human beings, this ghost fairy will treat you well!" The ghost fairy swept over the seriously injured Heavenly Sword Sect Master and other surviving monks on the ground, and with a wave of his palm, he rushed to the nearby one. The dying monk was beaten to death. He has always been showing off his might. He has never been so embarrassed, so angry that he lost his mind. He didn't want to kill them all quickly, but wanted to torture them slowly to death.

Nangong Fengshu and the others did not stop the ghosts from doing what they did. For one thing, their anger accumulated in their chests was no less than that of ghosts. Two...

His eyes swept over the three ancestors of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were clearly exhausted and were still holding on to the broken sword in front of them. Their eyes were full of contempt. Can't turn over a little wave.

Nangong Fengshu and the others didn't stop them, and Guixian played even more recklessly, even using the most cruel and shameful methods to kill the helpless monks one by one.

"The devil, the devil, kill us if you have the guts!"

"no, do not want……"

"Well……"

The Sect Master of Tianjian Sect and others looked at the cruel scene in front of them. Although they had cultivated for hundreds of years, their minds were already as firm as a rock, and they were still severely stimulated and shocked. All of them had red eyes, and some of them had been affected Some of them closed their eyes fiercely and murmured weakly, while some were so emotional that their already severely injured bodies couldn't bear it and kept vomiting blood.

This kind of torture is more painful and uncomfortable for the living than for the dead. Obviously, Guixian wants to keep those people with high cultivation and strength alive to suffer, because most of the injuries on his body come from these people , and only these people are stronger than him and can hurt him.

I watched ghosts and immortals play killing games for five or six hours. There were only one or two hundred dead, but they all died in different ways. The only way to die the same was misery.

(End of this chapter)