Porter of Two Worlds

Ghost King Zhenjun was angry, black clouds surged, like a ball of ink tumbling, and the wind gusts, as if there were evil spirits dormant inside, making people feel chills all over.

As soon as the words 'you seek death' came out, a sinister aura brewed in the black cloud, and the Ghost King Zhenjun was about to attack Bai Yang.

As a strong man in the realm of Divine Dao True Monarch, he occupies a pivotal position in the Blood Lotus Sect. He directly obeys the leader and decides the lives and deaths of countless people with one word. Who dares to talk to him like this? He even threatened to kill him. If he didn't kill Bai Yang, would he still have the face to appear in front of others in the future?

On the city wall, Bai Yang squinted at the black cloud, and said coldly, Let me die? Just rely on you?

die!

The ghost king Zhenjun's cold voice came from the black cloud, without any emotion, as if Bai Yang was already a dead person.

Without unnecessary nonsense, he started directly. In his eyes, Bai Yang was just an ant, which could be destroyed with a single hand.

Poplar can fly? Walking with the wind? real person? He is a true king, and a real person is not enough to look at in front of him.

Roar……

A shivering sinister roar sounded in the black cloud, and the next moment, there was a strong wind in the world, and an evil monster rushed out of the black cloud, only aiming at Bai Yang.

What came out of the black cloud was a person, but not a person.

His whole body was pitch-black, not solid at all, his pitch-black eyes were like black holes, beating black rays of light, surrounded by black air, and holding a pitch-black long sword that was also not solid.

Seeing the appearance of this evil thing, more than a thousand people below felt chills all over their bodies. The thing was so evil that they felt like they were in an ice cellar at a glance.

There are only wrong names in the world, but no wrong nicknames. Although the Ghost King True Monarch is a cultivator of the divine way, he follows the evil ways, kills people to obtain souls, and refines them into evil spirits for him to drive. He has strange methods.

An evil ghost comparable to the realm of the master? In the distance, above the sky, Yu Cangsong raised his eyebrows when he saw the evil figure in the sky, and then he looked at the poplar on the city wall, curiously. Bai Yang has any means to resolve this crisis.

With the cultivation base of Yucangsong Great Master, of course, we can see the cultivation base of Baiyang Yinshen realm, but Yinshen and Zhenjun are two big realms apart, how to resolve it?

That's the head of the Pine Forest School, who was cultivated in the realm of a master, but was killed and refined into a ghost?

outside the city walls,

On the top of the big tree, one of the first people to arrive, Young Master Jun saw the evil ghost rushing towards Bai Yang muttering to himself, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He obviously knew the evil spirit before he was alive, but at this time, the other party had already turned into an evil spirit, thoughtless and enslaved.

Many people's eyes flickered at this time, and there was a glimmer of understanding in their hearts.

That's right, the world is in chaos now, and the blood lotus sect monsters are killing creatures and refining evil methods everywhere. How can it be as convenient as it is today in peacetime?

The sword-wielding demon flying out of the black cloud was very fast and erratic. Its figure appeared a few meters away from Baiyangbai in a flash, and it would appear in front of him in the next moment.

Facing the evil ghost coming from the sky, Bai Yang's heart tightened. It was a sense of crisis from the depths of his soul. That evil ghost holding a sword was enough to threaten his life!

Master, be careful! the kitten exclaimed, just like countless times before, it immediately appeared next to Bai Yang holding a sword.

Squinting his eyes, facing the evil ghost coming from the sky, Bai Yang squinted his eyes and said with a smile: Old Dan, get rid of him, I will give you a chance to pretend.

Beside him, the blind Shan Qiulin was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled.

He couldn't see it, but it didn't mean he couldn't feel it. The evil spirit rushed forward. He took a step forward and raised the wooden sword in his hand, a wooden sword made of rotten wood with insect eyes on it.

Who is that? blind? disabled? A warrior, holding a piece of broken wood to face an evil spirit equivalent to a master? Are you kidding me?

Seeing this scene, countless people below the city wall were stunned.

Roar!

The evil ghost flew over, let out an evil roar that was not a living being, and swung the long sword forward in his hand.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Lever

With a wave of the evil ghost's long sword, a three-meter-long evil jet-black sword light appeared, and it slashed towards the poplar on the city wall.

That pitch-black sword light did not give people a sense of sharpness, nor did it stir up the wind and clouds like the sword light stimulated by the warrior's true energy and vitality, but it just made people feel chills all over!

The means of Shinto monks are not aimed at the physical body, but to kill the enemy from the source.

If this sword light is cut on a person, the body may be fine, but the soul will definitely be torn apart by the sword. This is the magic of Shinto monks, or more precisely, it is the magic method of evil spirits.

Evil ghosts are no longer living beings, but evil spirits, evil things.

Facing the sinister sword light, Shan Qiulin's expression remained unchanged, and the wooden sword in his hand moved forward a little!

The wooden sword pointed out, there is no earth-shattering power, it is flat, just like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, very natural and peaceful.

However, when that sword was handed out, the invisible air at the tip of the wooden sword was like a stone dropped from the calm water surface, causing ripples in circles!

hum...

The ripples spread, and the evil sword light paused, then collapsed and turned into evil energy, which dissipated and disappeared.

Mie! Shan Qiulin spit out such a word from his mouth.

When saying this word, the wooden sword in his hand moved forward again.

hum!

At the tip of the sword, there was still distorted air, and the ripples surged forward. The void seemed to freeze, and the body of the evil ghost who came across the sky stopped.

The next moment, the evil ghost's body was torn apart in the twisting void like a piece of paper, turning into black evil spirit and dissipating without a trace!

Exterminated, the evil spirits have been exterminated!

On the city wall, Shan Qiulin retracted his sword and took a step back with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

Quiet, outside the city wall, fell into a strange silence at this moment.

An evil ghost, an evil ghost with a cultivation equivalent to that of a master, was actually wiped out by the blind man with a wooden sword? And it's just a sword!

How did you do it? What means?

Many people's eyes flickered, looking at the blind Shan Qiulin, realizing something, and looking at him again, their eyes were different, and they no longer regarded him as a martial artist scum.

In the void, a look of surprise flashed across the face of Yu Cangsong, who was in the realm of the great master. The will of martial arts, that scum of the realm of martial arts, has actually comprehended the will of martial arts? The evil ghost was not so much killed by his sword, as it was killed by his sword-like will. He used his own will to activate the sword technique and drew the power of heaven and earth for his own use. How could this be possible? He is just a warrior Ah, the will of martial arts, isn't it possible for a great master to come to this point?

Interesting on the other side, Luo Guangyuan, who was on the blood tiger, said to himself.

A scumbag of a martial artist has actually comprehended the will of martial arts. Although he is very weak, a talented martial artist has this understanding. Once he grows up, his achievements are limitless!

On the city wall, Bai Yang raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. He didn't expect that Shan Qiulin was really done. He gave Shan Qiulin a weird look, and Bai Yang grinned and said, Old Dan, it's okay to pretend, but it's a pity. Ah, you can't see it, if you can see the astonished eyes in front of you, you must be very happy.

Shan Qiulin was unmoved, as if he had done an insignificant thing, he calmly shook his head and said: The sword technique I created has not been completely perfected, and it can even be said that this move has not been perfected yet. Come out, exterminating one evil spirit is already the limit.

Bai Yang flipped Bai Yang, pretended, continued to pretend, don't think I don't know that you still have a useless big move, didn't I see the vortex around you when facing the blood baby...

Interesting, really interesting, little warrior, actually comprehended the will of martial arts, very good, really good, you made my heart beat, I killed you, refined your soul into a ghost, let you continue to grow Go down and be driven by me, maybe one day in the future you can really surprise me! The treasure bred by the dragon veins, no matter what it is, getting your soul is already worth the money!

A gloomy voice resounded through the audience.

The voice came from the black cloud, Ghost King Zhenjun, not only was not angry with Shan Qiulin who killed one of his evil ghosts, but he was also very happy.

Obviously, Ghost King Zhenjun has taken a fancy to Shan Qiulin and wants to refine his soul into a puppet.

Faced with this kind of rhetoric, Shan Qiulin remained calm and unmoved by external things.

Squinting his eyes, Bai Yang looked at Hei Yun and said with a smile: Ghost King True Monarch? You don't dare to see people who hide their heads and show their tails? There are other tricks, use them all, I'm afraid you won't have a chance later, don't say I didn't give you a chance to use it!

Countless people below raised their eyebrows. Is this Bai Yang really brain-dead? Is it enough to irritate a true god of the divine way several times?

Hehehe, since you want to die, then I will help you! Ghost King Zhenjun grinned.

Wait Bai Yang suddenly said when Ghost King Zhenjun was about to make a move again.

What the hell is this guy trying to do? The people below looked weird, and even Ghost King Zhenjun suppressed his anger subconsciously.

Bai Yang looked at the black cloud and said with a smile: I'll settle the score with you later, I'll deal with other things now.

Hehe, you're going to die anyway, I see what you want to do Ghost King Zhenjun said with great interest.

Bai Yang nodded, looked outside the city wall and said, Before, someone seemed to want to kill my kitten?

While speaking, Bai Yang looked coldly at the Shinto monk on the Bibo River, the first to arrive at the Realm Realm Shinto monk, who stood in the void with a three-inch blood-red sword swimming above his head.

Although Bai Yang was in the valley before, but Bai Yang saw the scene of this divine person urging the magic weapon to kill the kitten, how could he let it go?

Master, the kitten said worriedly.

Everyone followed Bai Yang's eyes to look at the Shinto Daoist, and the other party suddenly became the target of public criticism.

Hmph! Facing the eyes of everyone, he snorted coldly, and the small sword above his head was faintly glowing red.

With a chuckle, Bai Yang looked at the other party and said coldly: If you want to kill my cat, no one can save you, so die!

It's up to you? I'll kill you first! The other party said coldly.

At any rate, he is also in the Realm of the Shinto Dao, and if he was threatened by Bai Yang in front of so many people, if he still doesn't do it, there is no need to mess around, because he has no face.

call out!

The red sword above his head flew out, rising to three meters in the face of the storm, the flames gushed out, and turned into a big flaming bird, rushing towards Bai Yang with a billowing heat wave...