The black light is spreading and the pressure is so powerful that no one can see what the Ghost King looks like. . . At this moment, a dark skeleton rose above its head, with will-o'-the-wisps thickly burning inside it, as if tens of thousands of souls were roaring in it, and the evil aura was overwhelming.
"Treasure!"
Behind the broken stone door, a trialist exclaimed.
That skull was so intimidating and eerie, with a dark and cold light flowing through it. The terrifying pressure was overwhelming, making all the trialists retreat in shock. Many of them were trembling with fear, their faces were pale, and they couldn't bear it at all.
Many people chose to escape and began to retreat towards the back of the ancient palace. A ghost king who is as powerful as the fifth-level human emperor, and a treasure-level weapon. This formation is too terrifying, and it is almost impossible for anyone to stop it.
"Shua..."
Suddenly, Jiang Xiaofan sensed danger, took a magic step and disappeared instantly. The space he was standing on was distorted, and then shattered with a chirping sound. The space was turbulent and the destructive power was astonishing.
"Old Bangchui!"
Jiang Xiaofan was very unhappy. He kicked his right leg violently, and the space suddenly emitted a thunderous dragon roar. The entire ancient palace trembled. Ninety-nine black dragons soared into the sky. The forest light flashed and flooded towards the human emperor level ghost king. .
This secret technique is somewhat astonishing. It mobilizes the huge Yin power contained under the ancient palace to soften Rou, which even shocked the powerful Ghost King. But it didn't care. The treasure above its head flashed and everything immediately shattered.
However, all this is not over. After the Ninety-nine Heavenly Dragons, Jiang Xiaofan did not stop. This time, a vague silver light array appeared on the soles of his feet, fully activating the huge divine energy contained in His Highness, minimizing his own burden.
"Boom..."
The ground of the ancient palace was not broken, but there were one hundred and eight sky-reaching light pillars rising up, trapping the human emperor-level ghost king in it, almost turning it into a divine light cage that sealed the sky and trapped the earth, forcing it to surrender.
"Humph, Xiaodao'er!"
The Ghost King sneered grimly, and the black ghost curse flickered on his body. However, at this moment, a shocking sword light came through time and space, destroying the dead and decaying, so fast that it almost exploded the skull of the sect's treasure above his head.
Cang Mu Heng took action, with a long sword hanging across his head. It made a sonorous trembling sound, like an ancient divine weapon vibrating. Ninety-nine and eighty-one killing rays were instantly slashed out, surrounding the Killing Emperor Ghost King in eighty-one directions. The power is terrifying.
The sky trembled, and the snow light covered the sky. The ancient palace instantly became a vast expanse of white, with a powerful and majestic power. Bing Xin stood in the distance and took action, and a thick layer of frost appeared all around, covering thousands of miles of ice.
The Ghost King roared, with black and red lights flashing on his body. The skull on top of his head emitted two rays of light, like thousands of evil spirits roaring. The evil spirit was pressing, forcing more attempts. The refiner retreated hastily, trembling with fear.
"Buzz..."
However, the power of the treasure is too terrifying, and the black skull is like the source of all evil, swallowing everything. The secret killing techniques of the three powerful men were useless. All the fluctuations of divine energy were absorbed by the skull and dissipated invisible.
"this… "
"Irresistible!"
There are still testers who have not left, and they are all frightened when they see this scene.
These people could clearly see how powerful the secret techniques displayed by Jiang Xiaofan and the other three were, and asked themselves that no one could stop them, but now they were able to be resolved so easily. That treasure-level skull is too intimidating. In the hands of the Human-Emperor-level Ghost King, no one can resist it.
"Hey, you three, let's become the king's meal!"
The Ghost King grinned, and stared at Jiang Xiaofan and the others with his green eyes. The skull above his head buzzed, and three rays of black light shot out from it, shooting towards Jiang Xiaofan and the others respectively. The terrifying pressure almost collapsed. space.
"Boom..."
This ancient palace is shaking violently. This battle has risen to the level of a human emperor. The turbulent flow of divine power makes many people feel frightened even if they are far away. Their scalps are numb, and they feel like they are in the middle of death. In the vortex.
"Chichi..."
Above Cang Muheng's head, the black iron sword trembled, slashing out a frightening sword light that directly clashed with the jet-black light. On the other side, a piece of crystal snow light rose above Bing Xin's head, condensing an ice and snow shield.
Jiang Xiaofan was the most direct. He smashed it with his right fist. In front of him, a silver talisman materialized. It was like a sharp sword blocking the front of his fist. With a pop, he smashed the ray of black light that was shot towards him. of crushing.
"Hehe..." The Ghost King chuckled. His voice was like two pieces of glass rubbing against each other. It was extremely sinister. He stared at Jiang Xiaofan and Cang Muheng and said, "There's no need to struggle in vain. Your vigorous flesh and blood will be the last thing you want." The king’s!”
His pair of green ghost eyes shot out two playful gleams, he stared at Bing Xin, he laughed and said: "As for you, with a young body, the king will not let you die so quickly, you are also of great use... "
Bing Xin's face suddenly turned cold, and she spoke for the first time, coldly: "You make me very uncomfortable!"
"His..."
Jiang Xiaofan suddenly felt a chill in his body. He knew that Bing Xin was definitely angry, otherwise she would not have said such words. Sure enough, at the next moment, a torrential cold air swept out, turning the place into an ice cave in an instant. The murderous intention hidden in it made Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but tremble.
"Pfft..."
Bing Xin took a step forward. He didn't see any actual action at all, but the ghost king in front screamed. Hundreds of ice arrows appeared on its body instantly, glowing dark red and pitch black. They are all pierced out of its own body.
"You... you are controlling the king's blood. Damn it, how is that possible!"
The ghost king roared violently, shattering hundreds of ice arrows on his body with a pop, but his expression changed drastically. You can clearly see that the green eyes were full of shock, and the cold ghost light outside his body changed. There has to be some confusion.
"Shua..."
Suddenly, the void behind it moved slightly. Jiang Xiaofan took advantage of the moment when the Ghost King was in trance and merged into the void world. He briefly walked through the space and appeared behind him. The silver light in his right hand was bright and he smashed straight down.
"boom… "
"ah!"
This punch hit the ghost king's body directly. Then, he turned into a fist at an extremely fast speed. Golden light appeared in the palm of his hand. The holy power of the Buddhist scriptures turned into a sharp sword of light. It was inserted into his body and made it fall on the spot. He let out a heartbreaking scream and rolled far away in the air.
"Boom..."
Cangmu Heng's expression was calm and his hands did not move, but the hazy iron sword above his head was fired out and turned into a stream of light. It reached its limit and passed through the Ghost King's body with a pop, almost shattering it. body.
"this… "
Although many trialists have left this place, there are still some people left after all. At least the core disciples of Ziyang Sect and Ice Palace have not left. They all stay here, with their eyes widened at this moment.
They were clearly suppressed by the Ghost King before, but now, the situation has reversed so quickly that it was hard for them to accept it for a moment, and they looked ahead in disbelief. That was a powerful human emperor who held a treasure, but now, he was severely injured by three people at the same time, and he let out a miserable scream.
"you!"
The Ghost King stood up again, but there was a look of horror in his eyes. It was actually injured by three humans in the Illusory God Realm. The skeleton treasure above its head almost collapsed and flew out, but it was unable to defend itself.
Bing Xin's face was expressionless. Outside her body, countless snow lights were floating. She stepped forward directly, her watery eyes were extremely cold, and she made a false move with her right hand. Crystals flew across the sky, making the Ghost King tremble immediately. stand up.
She took a step forward, and a circle of snow light spread. There was no trace of power, but it instantly froze one of the Ghost King's ghost claws, and then disintegrated by itself, shattering with a pop, turning into pieces all over the sky. end.
The Ghost King roared and sacrificed the treasured skull, unleashing a terrifying pressure. However, the next moment, Cang Mu Heng took action and directly grabbed the hazy long sword above his head, slashing out a terrifying sword slash.
"Click..."
A crisp sound was heard, causing everyone to tremble in shock. The black light of the skeleton treasure above the Ghost King's head surged, but it was of no use at all. It could not block the long sword in Cang Muheng's hand. It was full of cracks and almost shattered.
"you!"
The ghost king has completely changed color. The skull on its head is a treasure, but now it has been chopped into pieces, which is impossible for ordinary magic weapons to do. There is only one explanation, that is, the hazy long sword in Cang Muheng's hand is also a treasure, and it is no worse than it, or even stronger.
"It's almost there. Although the divine power has only been restored to the eighth level, it can still work." Jiang Xiaofan put his left hand behind his back, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Who told you to be a ghost? If you meet me, I will count you down. Tough luck.”
"You..." The Ghost King didn't know what Jiang Xiaofan was talking about, but the next moment, its body trembled violently, black lights flashed, and it let out a shrill howl, roaring: "What have you done, damn it, ah!"
Many trialists were shocked. They didn't know why the human emperor-level ghost king suddenly howled miserably. No one was doing anything to it at this moment. They all looked towards Jiang Xiaofan. In that direction, Jiang Xiaofan's hands began to form seals at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and two low words came out of his mouth: "Suppress the Demon!"
"ah!"
The Ghost King screamed, his body trembling with black light.
Not long ago, Jiang Xiaofan injected a Buddhist holy power into the ghost king's body, which contained a magic-suppressing seal. Until now he started to activate it. The Buddhist holy light, which is specially designed to restrain evil things, was like a sharp sword of destruction, almost threatening to destroy evil spirits. It shattered its soul.
"Kill now!"
Jiang Xiaofan shouted and looked at Bing Xin and Cang Muheng.
"Boom..."
The terrifying fluctuations of divine power spread, and the two people moved at the same time, each displaying magical powers and secret arts. The sword light reached the sky, and the ice and snow were as cold as ice. The strongest descendants of the two immortal sects used two destructive magical powers and secret arts. In an instant, those in front of them were destroyed. The Ghost King drowned, and the treasured skull on his head immediately shattered, causing him to let out a shrill howl.
"Shua..."
Jiang Xiaofan stepped on the Magic God Step and rushed over with a swish. The God Transformation Talisman, the Sky-Splitting Sword Qi, and the Thunder God Art all unfolded. The destructive divine energy spread everywhere, shocking everyone, and it collapsed with a pop. The ghost king's body turned into ashes, and only a faint black light rushed out.
"Damn it, you guys!"
This was the soul of the Ghost King, roaring angrily in the air. It never expected that these people were so powerful. It was frightened by the fighting prowess of Cang Muheng and Bing Xin. It suddenly discovered that these two people could suppress it, and Jiang Xiaofan made it hate even more. His secret technique seemed to be specially designed to restrain it.
At this moment, it did not stay at all. The treasure was destroyed, the body was shattered, and the cultivation was almost cut off. It had lost the strength to fight and fled directly outside the stone gate, like a bereaved dog.
"You can't leave!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered, the light on his forehead flickered, and he rushed out a gold and silver Divine Consciousness Heavenly Sword. The speed was astonishing, as if it had crossed the space, it was coming in an instant. Amidst the ghost king's shrill and unwilling screams, poof A sound shattered its soul.