When will the ghost cultivator be able to confront her, the descendant of the white tiger bloodline
Yang Junxiu almost felt like she had seen a "ghost". After she became more and more sophisticated in her practice of the White Tiger Evil Qi, even when the ghost king was blocked by her just now, she had to stay out of the way. She was just a ghost cultivator at the peak of Tai Gang Realm. , even though she was still slashed by her sword for more than ten feet, the other party actually blocked her sword. How could Yang Junxiu not be surprised by this!
Moreover, the ghost cultivator across from him obviously also practiced and had a kind of evil spirit. Unlike her White Tiger Evil, which was sharp and unparalleled, this evil spirit was cold and pervasive.
Yang Junxiu twisted her stiff wrist, and the waves of demonic energy in her body made the frozen energy and blood circulate again.
At the same time, feeling the change of demonic energy in his body, when Yang Junxiu looked at the ghost cultivator named Zhong Jiu not far away, a strange color began to flash in his eyes.
The ghost cultivator's cold and evil aura was certainly annoying, but when the demonic essence in her body tried to drive it away, the cold and cold aura integrated into the demonic essence on its own. She even felt that the white tiger's evil aura in her own body was... Then it grew a little bit.
"Who are you exactly?"
Yang Junxiu's question made Zhong Jiu smile, and his originally ugly face looked even more ferocious at this time.
"Hehe, of course he is the one who is going to kill you!"
The folding fan in Zhong Jiu's hand opened with a "swish" sound, and wisps of black cold mist seeped out from the fan. As he fanned, the black cold mist suddenly surged towards Yang Junxiu like a blanket, and then turned into a giant He swallowed it with his mouth.
"If you want to swallow me, watch me, I'll swallow you first!"
The moment Yang Junxiu's ZanpakutÅ slashed out the evil sword light and split the cold mist giant beast, a cold light suddenly appeared, and a flying sword came out of the cold mist, directly between her eyebrows.
Yang Junxiu had so much experience in fighting that she couldn't help her with such tricks, but she saw her mouth open and spit out a burst of golden energy, which transformed into a small sword light and collided with the flying sword in the air, with a "clang" sound. The trembling sound shook people's eardrums.
Yang Junxiu and the ghost cultivator named Zhong Jiu were inseparable from each other. Although she was able to gain a slight upper hand, it was just that. Strictly speaking, neither of them could do anything about the other.
But after Yang Junxiu was entangled, others were in danger at this time.
The one who is still entangled with Bao Yu'er is Cui Guo, a Taigang Realm ghost cultivator. Bao Yu'er tried to join forces with Yang Junxiu several times, but Cui Guo and others obviously had a clear understanding of the strength of the white tiger and the ghost ghost, and almost tried their best. To prevent the two from reuniting, Cui Guo, a Taigang Realm ghost cultivator, was almost at a disadvantage in Bao Yu'er's hands.
At this time, Yang Junhao and Ning Bin have to face the ghost king Cui Guan and another Tiangang realm ghost cultivator Cui Tong. Not to mention that neither of them is as strong as Yang Junxiu. Even if they are similar to her in cultivation, their magical abilities It is not as good as the white tiger's evil spirit that restrains the ghost cultivator. Faced with the ghost king's elusive body changes, even Yang Junhao's Hualian Eyes often cannot catch it. There were only a dozen or so encounters between the two sides before and after the fight, and Yang Junhao had already added three... Ning Bin also suffered a wound from the Ghost King's sword, but compared to Yang Junhao, Ning Bin's defense methods were obviously much higher than his.
"Sooner or later, the two of us will be doomed if this continues!"
Although Ning Bin was the least injured, Yang Junhao actually posed more of a threat to the Ghost King at this time. His Seven Yang Flowing Fire Jue contained two Heavenly Fire Fire Gangs, whether it was the Fire in the Stone or the True Fire of the Sun. The flames that can really hurt the Ghost King, but unfortunately Yang Junhao's cultivation is not strong enough to bring out more of the power of these two heavenly fires.
The situation of everyone is obviously not enough to last for too long
When Bao Yuer saw this, she suddenly cut her palm with the dagger in her hand. As blood gushes out from her palm, a piece of San Geng soaked in her blood took shape in her hand. As Bao Yuer With a finger, the three-night sticker flew towards Cui Guo from her palm.
Of course Cui Guo knew what kind of magical power Bao Yuer displayed. Even though his cultivation level was higher than Bao Yuer's, he still felt abnormally palpitated when facing this bloodline magical power, which was famous among the ghost clan. If you want to know, Even the ghost king Cui Guan suffered a big loss from San Geng Tie when he first found them, let alone Cui Guo, who was only in the Tai Gang realm.
However, Bao Yuer forced Cui Guo to retreat with a three-minute post, but instead stimulated Zhong Jiu who was fighting with Yang Junxiu.
"Midnight post, Cui Guan, you fucking lied to me. She is not an ordinary ghost clan at all, but the core bloodline of the ghost clan. You actually want to kill the core bloodline. Aren't you afraid of being chased by the Ten Palaces of Hell?"
There was a trace of deliberateness in Zhong Jiu's angry voice. It was obvious that although he was angry because he had been deceived, he seemed to be using his tactics to threaten to expose the other party's purpose.
Bao Yuer forced Cui Guo back and tried to join Yang Junxiu, but was stopped by Cui Guan midway.
"Zhong Jiu, don't do this. The Zhong family monitors the ghost clan in the world. Now the opportunity to advance to the ghost king realm is right in front of you. Your Zhong family has no need for the core bloodline. I will ask you, return the core bloodline to your roots. King, that white tiger can be yours, will you do it?"
Zhong Jiu cursed harshly in a low voice, then raised his head and said, "Okay, but everything on those two people belongs to me!"
"Hmph, Zhong Jiu, don't forget your identity. If you advance to the level of Ghost King, I will naturally be afraid of you. But now you are only a ghost cultivator in the Judge Realm. Be careful to hold on until you are full."
Cui Guan was dissolving the power of San Geng Tie layer by layer, with a hint of anger in his tone.
"Okay, I'll just take one of those two, the one who plays with fire, and the other one is yours!"
Cui Guan snorted coldly, obviously acquiescing to what he said.
At this moment, with a sound like a piece of silk being torn apart, he finally cracked the three-night sticker. Bao Yuer was backlashed by his natal magical power, and he spat out a stream of blood from his mouth.
"Fish!"
Yang Junxiu shouted loudly and jumped up to fly towards Bao Yuer.
"Your opponent is me!"
Zhong Jiu looked a little embarrassed at this time, but his strength was indeed very close to Yang Junxiu. If he really tried his best, it would be a lose-lose outcome.
Faced with the methods of Ghost King Cui Guan, Bao Yu'er had no choice but to avoid it. Seeing that the core bloodline of the ghost clan who was living outside was about to fall into his hands, what he had only dared to think about in secret for many years was about to happen. When it came true, Cui Guan's originally happy face suddenly froze, and then turned into a face full of panic, and then he retreated back like a snake and a scorpion, as if he was avoiding something terrible.
However, the invisible danger in the dark seems to follow him everywhere. No matter how Cui Guan dodges and uses the ghost clan's escape skills to a superb level, he still can't get rid of the threat that hangs over him.