Yin evil thunder field.
Millions of ghost creatures are fighting fiercely, countless Yin Qi surges, and many ghost Qi overflow, causing astonishing phenomena.
Many ghost creatures who did not participate in the battle were frightened and hid far away, not daring to enter the fighting area for fear of being affected.
Wave after wave of ghost creatures died, and then some powerful ghost creatures spawned. The battle continued. Unless the ghost saints from both sides decided the winner, the outcome of the battlefield could be decided.
Lei Zongjun tried his best.
Regardless of whether it was an attack from the ghost clan or an attack containing thunder and lightning, they were all launched one after another, but they still could not stop the attack of a half-step magic weapon.
"Woo, if you don't surrender, I'll tear you apart alive." The sharp-clawed ghost laughed happily.
Lei Zongjun had the idea of escape, but once he escaped, the prestige he had finally accumulated and the strength he had finally gathered would completely collapse overnight.
Just when he was distracted, the ghost claws clawed down at his Tianling position. His whole body was cold and he was unable to dodge.
Just as the ghost claw was about to fall on top of his head, a strong wind blew past and pulled him away, and a voice rang out: "After so many years, you have only gotten to this point. I am really disappointed."
After Lei Zongjun heard the sound, his body trembled. He came back to his senses, looked at the people around him and exclaimed: "You... are you the lord?"
Yang Wu was still wrapped in a cloud of yin energy, but he no longer appeared as Lei Zongjun and came back to his original appearance.
"There are still guys who dare to come here to die. I'm so loyal. I'll send you on the road together." After Li Claw Ghost's move failed, he stared at Yang Wu who suddenly appeared and shouted.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost claws dropped again, grabbing Lei Zongjun and Yang Wu.
"Lord, leave quickly." Lei Zongjun still regarded Yang Wu as his master and reacted immediately to push Yang Wu away.
He didn't think Yang Wu could stop Li Guizhao's grab.
Unexpectedly, he failed to push Yang Wu away, but was pulled back by Yang Wu. Yang Wu raised his hand and grabbed the power of this claw in his hand, shocking them.
"With this little power, do you think you are invincible? Ignorance!" Yang Wu said lightly, grasping with his palm, crushing the power of the ghost claw to pieces.
boom!
The sound of explosion sounded, and waves of Yin Qi flew away, and the sharp-clawed ghost was also blown away.
"This... is this true?" Lei Zongjun rubbed his eyes and said to himself.
It was a half-step god-level soldier. Under the urging of the peak ghost saint, it could not be stopped by a non-half-step god-level warrior.
Yang Wu did it so easily, he couldn't believe it.
The sharp-clawed ghost realized Yang Wu's power, screamed, and struck out wildly again, grabbing at Yang Wu with claws that tore apart the space.
Yang Wu didn't want to waste time here, so he turned into an afterimage and escaped the attack of the sharp-clawed ghost, appeared next to the opponent, and slapped an astonishing palm.
Hands of great compassion.
This is an inheritance obtained from the Medicine Temple, and is extremely suitable for use in such a place full of yin energy.
The powerful clawed ghost was blown away before he even had a chance to react.
The half-step god-level ghost claw was caught in Yang Wu's hand, and then he threw it towards Lei Zongjun and said: "Take care of the mess first, I'll wait for you."
After saying that, he ignored Lei Zongjun and quietly retreated.
In his eyes, the battle of these ghost creatures has little to do with him. He came here only for Lei Zongjun.
Lei Zongjun's improvement is not small, but in his opinion, he is still weak.
"Ghost Cultivation Technique" is the authentic grand ceremony of the ghost clan. Lei Zongjun should be able to practice here like a fish in water. Now he has cultivated to the advanced ghost saint realm, and he has no choice but to face the ghost saint holding a half-step magic weapon. Indeed It actually made him a little disappointed.
If it were others, I'm afraid they wouldn't think so.
It took seven years to go from the ordinary holy level to the advanced holy level, which was indeed scary enough.
Others cannot reach such heights even if they spend seventy years.
Lei Zongjun held the ghost claw and smiled bitterly: "My lord is really perverted!"
In the past, he was forced to submit to Yang Wu and was not willing to do so, but in order to take revenge, he endured it. It was only after Yang Wu showed his amazing talent that he gradually adapted to his role, but he was still unwilling to be Yang Wu's servant. .
Especially with the rapid progress in recent years, his ambition has also grown, which is why he has never come back to find Yang Wu.
He was thinking that once he became the emperor and hegemon in the ghost realm, it would be easy to find trouble for his enemies, and there was no need to rely on Yang Wu's power.
However, when Yang Wu appeared again, the fighting power Yang Wu showed was so amazing that it extinguished his last illusion.
In seven years, Yang Wu has grown to this point. If he had been given ten times more time, he would have become one of the overlords in the extraordinary world.
Lei Zongjun calmed down and joined the battle again with the ghost claw and the soul-suppressing pot. This time he broke out with all his strength and must show enough strength to Yang Wu. He has not neglected it in the past few years.
The ghost claws kept hanging down, and some ghost saints were torn apart.
The Soul Calming Pot passed by, and some ghosts were suppressed and absorbed.
The Evil Thunder Bone Ge stabbed out one after another, breaking through the defenses of the ghost saints one after another.
Lei Zongjun completely went berserk.
He had never fought so heartily as he did now. He took action without any scruples, no longer afraid of the ghosts and gods in this world, because his lord was here and he had a backbone.
At some point, Yang Wu's shadow in his heart grew bigger and bigger, occupying a dominant position in his heart, which also meant that he was completely loyal to Yang Wu.
Yang Wu watched Lei Zongjun kill everyone, and then he nodded secretly: "The fighting power exploded after breaking the shackles. It seems that he has been living a very depressed life in the past few years."
More and more ghosts are scattered in the world, and they are all absorbed by Yang Wu. Under the purification of the black magic thunder beads, these soul powers continue to strengthen his soul fetus, and his soul becomes stronger and stronger. Gradually he has reached the bottleneck of his heavenly soul. Once this bottleneck is broken, his soul fetus will undergo a new round of transformation.
It's just that it's not easy to break through this step.
After Lei Zongjun showed his invincible style, the opponent's ghost saints fell one after another, and their military morale finally collapsed.
"The Nineteenth Prince is too powerful. We are no match. Run away."
"We shouldn't offend the Nineteenth Prince. The Second Prince has created a formidable enemy for himself."
"Even if I die, I won't stay at the end. I will never disgrace the second prince."
"It's better to be embarrassed than to lose your life. Run away. Run away. If you stay, you will only die."
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The million-strong army, most of which were killed or injured, fled this sinister and evil minefield in disgrace.
The losses of Lei Zongjun's army were not small, but they won, and these losses were nothing.
Lei Zongjun's army continues to pursue, and they can become stronger by devouring each other's ghosts.
War is always a process in which the ghost clan becomes stronger.
After calming down, Lei Zongjun fell in front of Yang Wu, knelt down on one knee and kowtowed and said, "Lei Zongjun pays homage to my lord."
"Well, I thought you didn't remember me as your lord." Yang Wu said with Lei Zongjun behind his back.
He did not let Lei Zongjun stand up, but he was still angry.
He passed the "Ghost Cultivation Technique" to Lei Zongjun, so that the other party would have a chance to live again. Even if he became a ghost cultivator, it would be much better than him dying.
The other party was also living in the ghost realm and was famous, but he had forgotten about his lord. It was impossible for him to be angry inside.
However, he did not pass on the complete "Ghost Cultivation Technique" to Lei Zongjun, only two-thirds of it. This was also his defense against Lei Zongjun.
Lei Zongjun lowered his head deeply and said, "Zongjun has failed his lord's love."
He had no way to defend himself. In fact, he had already thought of leaving Yang Wu alone, but now this thought had disappeared without a trace.
"This is not a place to talk. Find a place where you can talk." Yang Wu said lightly.
"Master, follow me." Lei Zongjun said, leading Yang Wu towards his cave.
Lei Zongjun's cave is located in the highest mountain of Yinxie Lei Mountain. Yin thunder will fall down there from time to time, but it is not a place where any ghost cultivator dares to stay.
Lei Zongjun relied on those evil thunder-tempered ghost bodies to help him fight against the top ghost saints.
After Yang Wu saw this mountain, he felt the distinctive Yinxie thunder, and he also showed a hint of interest: "This place is really not bad."
"My lord, you can stay for a while if you like." Lei Zongjun said flatteringly.
"I don't have such a sense of elegance." Yang Wu shook his head lightly.
They entered a wide cave, and bursts of Yin Qi filled the air. At the same time, there was a trace of lightning power swimming on the walls of the cave. It was full of Yin Qi and had a lot of thunder power. It was a rare cultivation mansion.
The interior of the mansion is quite nicely decorated, with a jade bed for sleeping, jade chairs, jade tables, and a pool of yin water, in which some holy objects of the yin are planted.
Lei Zongjun said with some pride: "This is my place of enthronement, so I can live in such a luxurious place. Other ghost cultivators do not have such treatment."
"I can tell." Yang Wu responded calmly.
Lei Zongjun noticed Yang Wu's unhappiness and quickly knelt down again and said: "Lord, please give me another chance. I will never have second thoughts again."
"Humph, you also know that you have second thoughts. Unfortunately, I came all the way to find you. I was afraid that you had died in the ghost realm, so I came to collect your body for you." Yang Wu snorted coldly.
"I'm sorry, lord, I got carried away with my pride for a moment. I, Lei Zongjun, swear that from now on, I will be loyal to my lord to the death, and I will never have second thoughts. Otherwise, I will be struck by five thunders and die, and I will never be reincarnated."
"Okay, what's the point of these oaths? I just want to ask you if you still want to take revenge? If you have forgotten your hatred, I will leave immediately and let you continue to stay here and become the king."
"Immortal revenge must be avenged!"
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