Chapter 530
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 530
2021-02-09
Chapter 530 Ghost Kings ArriveHowever, no one can guess, what is the origin of Fang Dou?
Even if Emperor Zijian, who is known for his knowledge, has racked his brains, he can't think of any ancient sword cultivator inheritance that fits Fang Dou's current performance.
"skilled in Sword Arts, proficient in the changes of Five Elements, and able to control the way of clutching!"
The addition of various factors adds to Fang Dou's mysterious atmosphere, making it impossible to guess what .
We're in a hurry right now and don't have time to think about it!
Seeing that more and more Ghost Generals appeared, Jun Tianfeng and the others had to clear their minds and concentrate on running the sword array to deal with the surrounding evil spirits.
"Rise!"
In the sword array, a mountain rose up from the ground and landed in the tide of evil spirits not far away. Demons explode.
Suddenly, the peaks rumbled, as if terrifying power lurked in the hinterland.
Countless gravel splashed, pierced through the body of the evil spirit, and killed the surroundings.
After killing the evil spirits, the mountain peaks rotate and disappear in place, and when reappeared, they have returned to the sword array of 'Clouds, Mountains and Mist'.
sou sou!
one after another sword light , wrapped in misty clouds, shuttled back and forth in the battlefield.
In the past, as long as the evil spirits swarmed up, they were enough to capture Flying Sword with their numbers and various strange methods.
But now it's different. These clouds and mists contain power, and the ghosts are dizzy in them, and they are pierced by the Flying Sword and eventually dissipated.
"go! ”
Rockfall, cloud, golden light, and log all kinds of attacks emerge in an endless stream, rushing out from the sword array, sweeping away ghosts, and the results are excellent.
Most areas of Fengdu Mountain have been cleaned up by the sword array, and the sword cultivators scattered all over have also dispersed the sword array and merged into the 'Yunshan fog cover' sword array.
Only the passage leading to the ghost capital of the underworld can never be blocked, and ghosts rush out continuously.
The Ghost Generals under them, together with the most difficult evil ghost elites, guard the passages of the ghost capital, constantly responding to the ghosts and rushing out of the world.
Led by Fang Dou, the sword array moved towards the opponent's Magical Artifact onslaught, and every time the attack fell, thousands of evil spirits were disappeared.
At the same time, the elders of the three Sword Sects are also fighting against the Ghost King in Putou.
Potou Ghost King, the power in the Yang world is suppressed, slightly less than in the underworld.
However, he will spread out his Ghost Qi mana, everywhere all is dark clouds, as if the end is coming.
The raindrops that fell from the dark clouds were actually one after another, a violent overcast wind, which made the elders stand unsteady, and they tried their best to stabilize their bodies.
“Flying Sword!”
Flying Sword faced the gloomy wind, struggling to bloom rays of light, flying on the verge of collapse, barely breaking through the gale.
One flying sword after another, like a precision-guided missile, exploded in the dark clouds, blasting vortex constantly.
The whole dark cloud has become riddled with holes, and the silhouette of the Ghost King of Putou, shuttles through the clouds, dodging the edge of the Flying Sword.
With so many old sword cultivators joining forces, even Ghost King is struggling.
Everywhere all is Flying Sword rises and falls, Ling Xiao Flying Sword is ethereal and supreme, Bai Di Sword Art is inexplicable, and Qingcheng Sword Art judges the situation and shines brightly.
A certain elder looked down and saw the ghost tide in Fengdu Mountain. It was cleaned up, and the remaining ghosts were all curled up in the 'spring' position, which seemed to have an advantage.
"Jun Tianfeng and the others, they did a good job!"
The eyes of many elders glanced a little, and seeing Jun Tianfeng's three Heaven's Chosen in the sword array, they thought that They are the principals.
After all, in everyone's imagination, there are three Heaven's Chosen, who can surpass them!
The elders don't know that there are still people in the world who can use their talents and skills to convince the three Heaven's Chosen and let them be willing to assist
"Juniors are so fierce , we old fogeys, how can we fall behind?"
An old man in a white robe spoke, and the Flying Sword flew out from his palm, "White Emperor Sword Art Wangdi Cuckoo!"
The sword light suddenly soared, and the surrounding air trembled. This move seemed to be an unprecedented trick.
"It turned out to be the White Emperor Sword Art, he is trying his best!"
The White Emperor Sword Art is Supreme's Flying Sword secret technique in White Emperor City, it is the White Emperor Sword Immortal's trick, with the status of a white robed old man, can only be learned by this move.
Other veteran sword cultivators, looking at the dark clouds above their heads, took out Flying Sword and used the most formidable power Sword Art.
Putou Ghost Kings who are in the cloud, see the sword light booming below, and feel bad in their hearts.
Although he's the Ghost King, he's a tough one to face against so many veteran sword cultivators.
"You old ghosts, why haven't you come out yet? Do you want to watch, can't I be killed?"
The shout of the Ghost King in Putou resounded throughout Fengdu Mountain , through the fellows of the ghost capital, echoing over the underworld.
The seven Ghost Kings in the underworld listened, looked at each other in blank dismay, and counted the time, it was almost the same.
Rumbling, a continuous explosion, like raindrops, fell on Fengdu Mountain.
For a time, the sword array of 'Yunshan Fog Cover', a level 10 gust of wind fell on the top of the head, and the ground under the feet was shaking, and the entire Fengdu Mountain was almost deformed in the gust of wind.
However, the sword cultivators in the sword array looked up towards the sky.
The wave of attacks just now finally showed an amazing effect.
The dark cloud transformed by the Ghost King of Putou turned into a tattered black cloth, with holes horrible to see everywhere.
These holes were wriggling, but they were difficult to heal, and it was obvious that the trauma was not light.
Next moment, the dark clouds shrink rapidly and condense into one silhouette.
Putou Ghost King appeared as the deity, and suddenly showed a sly smile, "You guys have played!"
All the old sword cultivators were about to refute, and the complexion greatly changed.
Because of the Fengdu Mountain below, seven or eight peaks suddenly collapsed, and the ghosts blocking the exit of the passage were disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Another Ghost King is here!
As if sounding the horn, one after another Ghost King, one after another, appeared in Fengdu Mountain through the exit of Guidu to Yangshi.
"One, two...seven and eight!"
With the thrilling count of everyone, the number of Ghost Kings was finally determined, no more or less, exactly eight.
Jun Tianfeng and the others were dizzy, and it was all over.
Eight Ghost Kings are in the world, and they are all filled in, and they are not enough to kill.
If the Sword Immortal seal was still there, it could still be done for a while, but now the passage is open and nothing is blocked.
"It's over!"
Many sword cultivators could almost predict that these Ghost Kings would wreak havoc on the world, turning the land of Shu into a ghost prison on earth.
"Could this be the real purpose of the ghosts?"
Fang Dou's heart is bright, so that's how it is, the ghosts are behind the scenes, and finally, in order to release the Ghost King, to contain the sword The power of the cultivator.
Going a step further, if Ghost King and Sword Immortal both sides suffer, Mount Mang ghost cultivators can sit back and become the fisherman who sweeps the benefits.
It is important to know that Ghost King is not alone, he has deep strength under his command.
Just like the Ghost General army, they will lead the grandiose army. Under each Ghost King, they have conquered the double-digit Ghost General army, countless evil spirits and evil spirit elites.
Over the years, the ghosts that have entered Shu during the Ghost Festival are less harmful than a Ghost King.
This year's Ghost Slaying Festival is not only a catastrophe, but also a catastrophe, a doomsday catastrophe.
(end of this chapter)