The Second Immortal Road

"Yes, Father." The black iron zombies wrapped in black cloth walked out of the shadows behind the altar and glanced at the three monks not far away, then turned their heads and walked around towards the three. During the foundation building period, the monks flew in the direction of their path, and it seemed that they had gone to clean up the four disciples outside the inner city according to the instructions of the ghost image of the imperial robe.

The ghost shadow of the imperial robe gave a slight command and ignored it. Instead, he looked at the eighty or ninety demon heads and the silver bird that were blocked by a thick barrier of yin air, with a sneer on his face, followed by a slight sneer. A mouth, took a sharp breath.

　　 A terrifying suction came from the mouth of the ghost of the yellow robe, covering the eighty or ninety demon head and the silver bird, and easily pulled both into his mouth.

　　 Swallowed the devil's head and the silver bird, the ghost of the imperial robe bit his teeth up and down, and after a while of chewing, his throat moved slightly, as if he had swallowed something.

"The Demon Cultivation of the Human Realm is really terrible. Even the lowest-level double-horned demon slaves are so badly practiced that they are less than one percent of the authentic power! And this seal has a trace of Silver Moon Bird Jingpu's Fuzhuan is somewhat interesting. It is the nemesis of a lot of ghosts and demons. It's just a pity. You have used this Fuzhuan many times, and its power has been greatly reduced. And you really think that the king is an ordinary ghost. Restraint? But in terms of means alone, the three of you are not a little bit stronger than the previous casual cultivators." The ghost image of the emperor robe smiled coldly, still looking at the three foundation-building cultivators indifferently.

　　 Seeing the ghost in the imperial robe easily swallowed the two-horned demon head and the silver bird, the old man in the black robe of the demon sect and the golden robe Taoist priest of the ascending star sect were all surprised. This imperial robe ghost cultivator was so powerful.

　　 "What the **** is your liquid, just one drop destroyed my top flying sword." The white robe youth of Wan Jianmen held a muddy silver giant sword in both hands, his face was full of surprise.

"Friends of the Daoist flying sword is ruined!" At this time, the black-robed old man and the golden-robed Daoist also turned their heads and saw the spiritually lost flying sword in the hands of the white-robed youth. The suspicion in their eyes became thicker, and they looked at the ghost in the yellow robe. There are also solemn colors in it.

"You sent that black-haired zombie to our people of the Five Sects? What is your attempt to lure us down." The golden-robed Taoist turned his head and stared closely at the emperor ghost as if thinking of something. Ying asked in a deep voice.

"For more than ten thousand years, this king has been guarding in this underground imperial city. He hasn't spoken too much to others. It's boring and boring. I will say a few more words to you when I arise today, so that you can understand. Yes. , It is true that I sent Xiaowu to inform you, led you down, swallowed my flesh and soul, and helped me condense the body of the ghost king. In fact, if it is not for the inconvenience of this king, it is not easy to stay away from this altar, and there is no need to waste a lot of it. Kung Fu, draw you down." Huangpao Ghost Ying explained with a smile, quite patiently.

"Your cultivation is extraordinary, not an ordinary foundation-building Dzogchen monk, but if you want to kill the three of me with your own strength, is it a bit too arrogant? I really think that the three of us are impossible to make. "The white-robed monk of Wanjianmen put away the silver giant sword that had lost his spirituality, and looked at the ghost in the imperial robe in front of him with a rather cold face.

"The time for advancement has not arrived. Ten thousand years of loneliness and boring make this king want to say a few more words, but looking at your posture, I can't wait to find death sooner!" Huangpao ghost image looked at the three During the foundation-building period, the monk's mana fluctuated violently, as if he was ready to do it again, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

"Huh, ten thousand years ago? Who are you scaring? A pig has lived for ten thousand years, and it's already far beyond the primordial infant stage, but you are a real fake pill monk who speaks like this, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue. "The black-robed old man who divides the demon sect sneered twice, completely distrusting what the imperial robe ghost said.

The eyes of the golden-robed Taoist priest and the white-robed youth are also full of unbelief. The ghost said that he has lived for ten thousand years. It is too vague and unrealistic at all. If it is a remnant soul of the monk who died ten thousand years ago. In recent years, it is still possible to awaken and become a ghost repairer!

"Forget it, it's really hard to talk to short-sighted people like you, let's not say, I will send you on the road!" Huangpao ghost shadow's eyes flashed hostility, his hands slightly condensed with a strange seal, and he slowly moved forward. With one push, three small purple flame flowers condensed and formed in the center of his palm.

Huangpao Guixiu gently picked up one of the purple flowers, and then with a flick, the purple flower on his fingertips suddenly turned into a little purple light and disappeared. After that, Huangpao Guixiu repeated the previous actions, one by one. Then the other two small flowers were also bounced out.

Seeing the disappearance of the first purple flower, the black-robed old man in the Demon Sect immediately felt palpitations, as if he was in a life-and-death crisis. He yelled badly and threw the bowl in his hand without thinking about it. The air was huge and enveloped himself completely.

The black-robed old man's black bowl covered him, and a bunch of giant purple flowers in full bloom appeared directly below him. In addition to the size, other shapes and breaths of these huge purple flowers are just like the emperor. The little purple flower popped out by the ghost of the robe is exactly the same.

The purple giant flower appeared under the black bowl, and the black bowl was about to flee away in the first place, but it was firmly trapped by the dozen or so tentacles transformed by the purple giant flower, and it was directly wrapped into zongzi. It looked like, no matter how the black bowl collided, it couldn't escape.

After 　　, the purple giant flower with dozens of leaf petals actually began to slowly close, and in a short while, a flame flower bone with the size of several meters was formed, and the black bowl was imprisoned inside.

　　 At the same time that the black-robed old man was hiding in the bowl, another giant purple flower appeared at the feet of the Wanjianmen white-robed youth. A dozen tentacles entangled towards the white-robed youth, and the petals began to close.

The white-robed youth also felt a palpitation, but he did not panic. Instead, he calmly slapped the storage bag, took out a black long sword, held it tightly in his hand, and his whole body's mana turned towards the black sword. Rushed away in the middle.

With the infusion of mana, the black sword in the hands of the white-robed youth began to hum, and at the same time a rumorous sword aura formed two inches around the body of the black sword, making the entire flying sword look quite extraordinary. .

　　 "Broken." The white-robed youth held the hilt with both hands, erected the black sword in front of his chest, and stabbed it directly below.

A turbulent sword intent was transmitted through the black sword body, and it directly penetrated the purple giant flower under the feet of the white robe youth, and bombarded the earth, and at the same time, a ray of sword aura penetrated the purple. The giant flower shot out in all directions.

　　The sword of the white-robed youth directly pierced the purple giant flower, and the petals were all holes, but the white-robed youth was also enveloped by the broken giant flower at this time.

　　 Not only the black-robed old man and the white-robed youth were attacked by the giant purple flower, but also such a giant purple flower appeared at the feet of the Taoist priest in gold.

The golden-robed Taoist felt the dozens of tentacles entwined on the purple giant flower, and he did not dare to be negligent. With a violent wave of his sleeves, hundreds of golden threads suddenly shot in all directions. At the same time, his whole body was golden light. Da Fang suddenly disappeared, and shot out along a certain golden burst, leaving a dozen entangled tentacles behind him, and rushed out of the purple giant flower's attack range.

Seeing the golden-robed Taoist priest fleeing along the golden thread, the ghost shadow of the imperial robe couldn't help but raised his eyebrows slightly, and muttered to himself in amazement: "Spells similar to the high-level golden escape technique are rare, but I met this king. "

While talking to himself, the ghost shadow of the imperial robe opened his eyes, each of the chaotic eyes shot out a bright light, and a single palm was slapped forward, forming a huge palm of Zhang Xu's yin energy, and it turned toward the golden robe fiercely. The golden light turned by the Taoist priests caught it.

　　The light in the eyes of the ghost shadow of the emperor robe just flashed, and it was to shatter all the gold threads, forcing the golden robe Taoist to show his figure in the middle, and at the same time the huge palm came over and grabbed it fiercely.

"Huh." The Jinpao Taoist was forced out of his figure, but he didn't panic. He slammed his storage bag and released a shiny golden shield, which was blocked in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The huge Yin Qi palm that I grabbed.

　　 This shield seems to be extremely extraordinary, just a light shake, it shakes the huge Yin Qi palm.

　　 easily blocked the Yin Qi giant palm, but the golden robe Taoist suddenly remembered something. After a bad shout, he threw hundreds of gold threads again, and he had to repeat his tricks and move away.

But at this time it was a bit late, the purple giant flower had already followed at some point, and pulled out hundreds of tentacles, blocking all the golden threads in all directions, and at the same time the petals were united, just like dealing with the black-robed old man Like the white-robed youth, he wrapped up the golden-robed Taoist priest.

　　 Looking at the three purple flower bones, the ghost in the imperial robe laughed, and the tactics in his hand changed. The purple giant flower suddenly turned into three turbulent purple flames, floating quietly in the air.

　　 "How is it possible, this turned out to be one of the sacred flames of the ghoul road." Amidst the first group of purple flames, there were bursts of frightened shouts, listening to the voice is not the black robe old man of the demon sect and who is it.

The purple flame that trapped the white-robed youth at first shot out a sharp sword aura from time to time, but as time passed, the transmitted sword aura became less and less, and it would never be seen again after a quarter of an hour. A sword aura shot out!

　　 The third group of purple fire is different from the other two. Since it trapped the golden robe Taoist priest, there has been no sound, as if there was no one inside.

　　 After another quarter of an hour, the ghost in the imperial robe smiled slightly and waved gently at the first purple fire. The purple fire suddenly exploded and turned into a little bit of aura and disappeared.

The purple fire disappeared, and the old man in the black robe of the Demon Sect who was sitting inside was exposed, but at this time the old man in the black robe was bleeding, his whole body was cold, his limbs were stiff, like a corpse that had been dead for a long time, all over his body. Where is there a little bit of life.