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- Chapter 175 The second update of the Ten Thousand Soul Flags, please vote!
Clear light, red light.
In just a few breaths, it flew towards the Ghost King, the speed was so fast that it made people¡¯s hearts skip a beat!
When the ghost king in black saw this, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he held up a small bloody flag filled with ghostly energy in his hand. Throwing it lightly into the sky, the flag suddenly turned into a red light and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Just when the people watching the battle were confused, the expressions of Qianye and the Qingyi monks who were standing in the sky suddenly changed.
¡°Buzz!¡±
The whole ground began to tremble, the ground cracked and the mountains shook, the sand and stones rolled, and a large amount of cold, thick white air surged up from the cracks in the ground. Just a light touch made your thoughts condense. .
These Yin Qi accompany the corpses buried here in the crypt day by day, absorbing all the anger and unwillingness of the dead. As they rise all the way, the entire Yin Feng Stream is filled with roaring sounds.
Above the horizon, the small blood-colored flag turned into a large hunting flag that was more than ten feet high, emitting a nauseating smell. Countless gloomy white gases swarmed in and enveloped it in the blink of an eye. Waves of desolate and frightening ghost howls came from the flag, and countless faces with completely different expressions came out of the flag, some crying for mercy, some grinning ferociously, some boiling with anger, some panicking They struggled , twisting, trying to escape from the shackles and regain freedom, but this big flag is like a quagmire. The harder it struggles, the faster it sinks.
In addition to these evil ghosts and ghosts, there are also scaly and armored strange beasts and ghosts as big as bulls and horses, all of which are in the state of souls. They have big bloody mouths and are constantly devouring these souls. The armored hedgehogs on their bodies The fur comes alive and becomes lifelike.
Looking at everything that happened in this flag, Qianye sighed. Although he had never practiced this demon, he knew a lot about it. This flag fixed in the void was called the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. Therefore, they use extremely evil methods to seal powerful soul objects into the soul flags as the main soul, and then continuously add ghosts and ghosts for them to devour and enslave.
Generally speaking, the number of main souls is determined by the materials and techniques used to refine the soul banner. The Hundred Soul Banner can only hold one main soul, while the Ten Thousand Soul Banner can hold more main souls. , these main souls devour each other, and the strongest one controls all the souls in the banner.
The whole sky resounded with the sound of thousands of ghosts crying, coupled with the rolling evil spirit and resentment, it made people feel uncomfortable all over just listening to it, their breathing was not smooth, and the movement of their true energy was blocked.
Just when the monk in green was about to get close to the ghost king, several dark and cold giant scale claws came fiercely with the roar of the undead, trying to tear him into pieces.
The expression of the monk in green changed. However, as a Nascent Soul monk, he has very rich combat awareness and experience. Almost in the flint and lightning, the sharp sword move made a sharp sound and stabbed towards the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. .
"Crash!" There was a soft sound, and the green frost sword with red light rushed into the roaring and wailing banners of the fierce ghosts. Countless ghosts suddenly condensed into white skeletal hands, and the screams of the undead beat the tip of the sword.
"Whoosh!"
This skeletal hand did not cause any substantial damage to Feijian. Almost in the blink of an eye, Feijian penetrated into the Ten Thousand Souls Flag. All the evil souls along the way were annihilated without even making a cry of pain. !
Seeing this scene, the ghost king in black didn't have the slightest fear on his face. He still looked indifferent. The corner of his mouth made a strange arc, and with a wave of his sleeves, a black energy disappeared into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
"Ouch"
A ferocious, deep beast roar came out, as if an ancient giant beast suddenly came to life. The entire Ten Thousand Souls Flag began to tremble, and the innocent souls held their heads and cried, and the white color was gradually dyed by a deep chill.
Hearing this roar, the monk in green clothes felt an unprecedented chill rising from his back and reaching his mind. He was startled and knew that something had happened.
Without the slightest hesitation, the six sword lights returned to his side, forming a mysterious sword array to protect him tightly.
"Appeared!"
After another thunderous roar, a dark figure flew out of the ghostly clouds and crashed towards the monk in green, the aura of violence boiling.
"Boom!"
A huge body slammed into the sword array, but after being stained by the red light on the sword hilt, it let out a miserable scream, twisted its body, and blew up a powerful hurricane, rising into the sky.
"Dragon!"
Seeing this Thousand Soul Flag rushing out, Lao Dao and others couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Even Qianye felt a little surprised.
"Jiaolong, although there is a dragon in its name, it is not really one that soars through the nine heavens and controls the wind and rain."??, there are many different legends about the birth of the dragon. The most widely circulated one is that the dragon is the product of the mating of a dragon and a snake. It has brute force, a ferocious nature, and the ability to stir up wind and rain and fight against wind and waves.
And the one in front of you has a body of tens of feet, and there are three sets of sharp claws under the scales. However, this dragon's eyes are filled with deathly aura, and its whole body is filled with thick murderous aura. It is clearly a zombie dragon.
"The dead dragon is really lucky."
The monk in green showed a look of astonishment. No wonder he felt such terrifying pressure just now. You must know that an adult dragon is comparable to a monk in the integration stage. Especially the indestructible scales are enough to make any The opponent has a headache. But the soul of this dead one in front of me was scattered. It was probably found by the Ghost King through great luck.
"Whoops!"
The evil dragon pounced again, and its strong and surging murderous aura was frightening.
The monk in green sneered. If it were a living dragon, he would definitely turn around and run away. But for such a puppet dragon, all its strength in life was lost and only the body was left. In addition, he still had a restraint in his hand. cowardly.
With a slight move of his right hand, the six flying swords began to rotate rapidly with him as the center. Five sword lights with different rhythms were spit out from the swords, and they continued to accelerate under the seals quickly formed by the monks in green.
??The five-color sword light of red, golden, green, aqua blue, and earthy yellow rushed out continuously, striking at the evil dragon swooping down.
¡°Bang bang bang¡¡±
The five-color sword light came to kill, and the evil dragon roared loudly, the sound shook the sky, and came down high. When the sword light hit the scales, it created a huge momentum and exploded with continuous explosions. Occasionally, there were gods. When the flames splash, burn marks will appear on the dragon's body, and scarlet black liquid shoots out.
However, with the constant supply of ghost energy from the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, those wounds quickly solidified after a while, and apart from the scars, nothing looked out of the ordinary.
The battle situation has reached a stalemate.
Beside the soul flag, the ghost king in black looked at the man in green who had been chased and fled in panic, swinging his sword like rain, fighting against the ghost dragon, his face became extremely ugly. Although he knew that the flaming flames were somewhat restrained against ghost mist and the like, he did not expect that this restraining effect was completely beyond his imagination. Every time the flames caused damage to the ghost dragon, a large amount of energy was consumed. The ghostly aura was temporarily suppressed due to the injury. If this continued, this dragon corpse that had been obtained with so much painstaking effort might be completely scrapped.
"Damn it!"
After gritting his teeth and swearing lowly, the Ghost King glanced around, across the battlefield, and finally stopped at the monk in blue who was not far away. He looked content and occasionally raised his head to send out a few balls of flames. His eyelids twitched for a while, and he didn't It was extremely embarrassing to think that I, the mighty Ghost King, had been put in this state by a boy whose strength was at the level of a Ghost General.
"If we don't drive all these people away, where will the face of this king be!" A stern look flashed across the Ghost King's face, and a pair of skinny and pale hands stretched out from the wide sleeves. The long black nails exuded an attractive luster, like extremely sharp blades. Just looking at them made my neck feel uncomfortable.
¡°Let¡¯s all die!¡±
The pair of zombie-like hands suddenly began to flip, and blood-red threads shot out. The Ten Thousand Souls Flag flashed, and the ghost energy on it suddenly began to violently stir, and the ghost dragon that absorbed the blood-red threads emitted a burst of light. There was a clear and loud whistle, a horn slowly sprouted from the top of the head, and the underbelly began to squirm, and two pairs of claws grew out. These changes made the ghost dragon look even more fierce and terrifying. When four pairs of claws grow, and a complete horn grows on the head, then it is time to overcome the dragon tribulation. Once you successfully overcome the tribulation, you will transform into a dragon, fly to the nine heavens from then on, turn into bones, and be reborn in Nirvana, or, Failure disappears.
Looking at the ghost dragon whose strength was soaring, the monk in green was not afraid, and he formed a formation with six flying swords. He formed a sword formation with strong murderous intent. With a roar, he quickly stabbed at the evil dragon, and the five-color rays of light flashed out. Sharp and indestructible.
The five-color sword light forms an array to strangle, with a fierce power that is invincible and unstoppable by gods and ghosts. As the strength of this ghost dragon greatly increases, it seems to have opened up a little bit of spiritual wisdom. The tail of the dragon swings, and the body climbs straight up, avoiding Open this sharp sword formation.
How could the monk in green clothes let him escape? With a clear drink, he turned into a ray of light and chased after him.
When the ghost king in black saw this, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. When he raised his hand again, a string of rosary beads hung on his hand, but the rosary beads were connected with skulls. The skulls There was a glistening green light flowing in his eyes, which was creepy.
Qianye looked at the ghost king holding a rosary with a smile on his face.The mood was restrained. It seemed that this old guy was finally starting to show his true combat power after losing many troops and generals.
"Boy, you are the only one who can force me to this point in the Golden Core Stage, but it's time to stop here." The Ghost King flashed and appeared very quickly, not far away from him. Thirty feet away, a gloomy voice came from his mouth.
After hearing this, Qianye shrugged, smiled lightly, and said, "Don't you think it's a little early to say this now?" The voice was not loud, but it was particularly harsh in the former's ears, making that His already gloomy face should almost be dripping with water.
After the words fell, wisps of richly colored calamity fire swept out from Qianye's slender jade-like fingers, and finally condensed into a blood lotus exuding burning heat.
The Ghost King stared closely at the lotus-like flame on Qianye's hand. Although he felt a little uneasy, if he could get this fire, his Taoism would definitely go further. After a moment, a harsh and ferocious laugh came out: "This king is going to You are refined into an Inferi puppet."
Facing those words full of murderous intent and the shocked gaze cast down from below, Qianye pulled up his waist in vain, and said a word in a soft tone, taking the lead in uncovering the end of the battle!
"I haven't lived enough, so you should die."
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