This scene once again greatly exceeded the expectations of many cultivators, making them stunned, and their hearts were shaken, as if a hundred thousand heads stepped on their hearts, and they couldn't speak normally for a long time.
Because Zhang Xiaotian not only held it down, but the sword passed by, and the hideous and terrifying ghost was completely wiped out in this way.
"Little beast, dare to kill my disciple!" The people behind shouted arrogantly, as if they were calling someone.
Zhang Xiaotian keeps on going. These people have a bad heart. They wanted to push themselves to death before. If they hadn’t possessed the power of soul and could perceive all directions, otherwise Zhang Xiaotian would really have to trouble him, and even be really by the other side. The conspiracy and intrigue killed him.
Therefore, there is nothing to be polite, Zhang Xiaotian swung his sword, and a thunder sword shot out, and the man howled miserably and lost his life.
"Kill!" These people shouted together.
Everyone seemed to see that on the battlefield, countless humans were fighting in blood, and the blood aura filled the world.
Everyone is incarnate like a devil, cold and ruthless, fighting endlessly. The blood has been dyed red for nine days, and each life is harvested away.
As for, Zhang Xiaotian bears the brunt. Even he felt that the demon king with peerless horror, the power of the world, shocked the heavens, and attacked and killed himself.
Immediately, there was a trembling feeling in his mind, and various negative emotions surfaced in his mind.
Suddenly, there was a bitter cold wind, and he got goose bumps all over his body.
In the sea of knowledge, the god-soul villain pinched the spiritual seal in his hand, and the power of the soul spread away, dispelling all the evil spirits.
In the real world, Zhang Xiaotian opened his eyes swiftly.
At the same time, everyone except the people in the Ghost Shadow Gate, including those of Tang Tengtian, was in a phantom, and it was difficult to wake up for a short time.
In the void, four big black hands, like ink, grabbed Zhang Xiaotian's head together.
"Lightning shock wave!" The power of the soul is attached to the power of the light, and the power of the spiritual power skyrocketed, terrifying.
After that, Zhang Xiaotian felt a trace of fatigue, but he had a soul, and he could greatly absorb the spiritual power of the void and replenish the power of the soul.
The big hand suddenly stopped for a while. Zhang Xiaotian stood up suddenly, slashed with a sword, forming a huge arc of sword around his body, rippling away like this, actually smashing four big hands.
"How did you do it?" The two slammed together, their voices cold.
"You can tell you when you die!" Zhang Xiaotian said, between the steps, he flashed to one person, and the sword light rolled and swept towards the other person.
The two resisted together, but they were still blown away.
"Our soul power has actually lost its effect?" The two turned and left with a pair of eyes!
"Kill!" Zhang Xiaotian turned into a ray of electric light, pierced through the air at an extremely fast speed, and immediately killed the two of them.
The same ghost reappeared, except that this time the black aura became richer several times, and the ghost was more fierce and huge, like a mountain bag, rumbling, and killing Zhang Xiaotian in a posture of invincibility and extinction.
But this time, Zhang Xiaotian solved it sooner. The others were like a seal, shaking the sky, the sky shuddering, and the Eight Desolates bowed their heads, abruptly penetrating the ghosts, swiftly like light, and went straight to the two of them.
As a result, they, who were destined to perform their soul secret skills, were so weak that they were far more vulnerable than ordinary people.
Zhang Xiaotian's expressionless face died with a sword.
"We remember you!" The last few people hurriedly fled.
Originally they were very mature and have been watching the changes. Now, the situation is certain, even if they don't look at it, although they are embarrassed, they still have that cruel meaning coming from a distance.
Many monks secretly said that this Hao Haizong disciple is in trouble, and may even lose his life.
However, more people are standing still, shocked in their hearts, this master is simply the reincarnation of a murderous god.
The horrible ghost gate, in front of him, was so embarrassed that he could not even save his life, and the rest was fled in a hurry.
After the battle between Xiang Xiang and Ming Zhentian, many people sighed and had great confidence in Zhang Xiaotian.
This is the benefit of strength. When those people see Zhang Xiaotian, it is either admiration or respect, or fear.
In fact, Zhang Xiaotian knew that if he hadn't possessed the power of the soul, I am afraid it would be difficult to kill the opponent so easily and retreat.
He was not at all complacent, he seemed to have a sense of compassion. Zhang Xiaotian's posture made the monks who had been inadvertently controlled by the ghost shadow gate more in awe.
Turned around and looked at the small river ahead.
"If we want to cross this river, we must work together!" Zhang Xiaotian said.
Many monks catered to them one after another and did not dare to slack off.
"Everyone, as long as there is an overbearing spirit weapon with attribute power, it can be used to deter these spirit bodies!" Zhang Xiaotian said.
Many people showed embarrassed expressions, but seeing someone else resolutely decided to contribute a spiritual weapon, those people were also cruel.
Just kidding, this master really can't afford it, and it was they who let Zhang Xiaotian take the shot before, and now the other party's order is not accepted by everyone, it is too petty.
Soon, over this side, a road of gold and iron was erected across the creek.
"How is it possible?" The cultivators clearly felt that the other party's spirit weapon still seemed to have a connection with him, but Zhang Xiaotian could control the spirit weapon and stood in the void of Xiaohe.
This ability shouldn't be something that a spiritual realm cultivator can do, but it really appears in front of his eyes. It is amazing and difficult to understand, and the concept in his heart is turned over and over.
In the end, they walked across the bridge made of gold and iron. Those spirits seemed to realize something and did not reappear.
In fact, it is very simple. The spirit body is like the bacteria body in the previous life. Seeing wind, fire and thunder and lightning, these great natural forces are naturally afraid. This is in the bones and cannot be changed.
Not far from the spiritual source tree, many cultivators jumped into the air and explored the eye-catching spiritual source fruit. Including Zhang Xiaotian and others.
As a result, the tree trembles, the leaves rustle, exposing large rhizomes, and then throws up its feet and slips away.
In the end, only when Zhang Xiaotian turned into a thundering light and broke through the air, he obtained a fruit, and Tang Tengtian's Huitian spear also stabbed a fruit.
Many monks looked at their eyes eagerly, but did not dare to move. If you dare to move, you are looking for death, and it is very miserable to die. Pigs and dogs are not as good as Zhang Xiaotian and the others are generous enough.
Across this river, the mist is hazy, the scene changes again, and the blood is so powerful that it is like a sea of blood refining magic.
Obscure, near and far away, ethereal and unpredictable, dimly lit.
The sound of shouting and killing shakes the world, the momentum of unyielding and boldly rushing to the death, makes the ten directions tremble in the void, the earth bleeds for 100,000 miles, and the resentment of the blood gorilla impacts the ages.
Some fragments of ancient time and space swiftly impacted their will. In a daze, they saw such a shocking scene of the past.