Evergreen

Chapter 599

As the picture scroll suddenly shook, hundreds of figures fell from the picture scroll, and they turned out to be vicious ghosts and demon heads.

"Be careful, it's a picture of a hundred ghosts."

Jiang Linglong's complexion suddenly changed, and she recognized the origin of this magic treasure.

This picture of a hundred ghosts is also a high-quality magic treasure. All the ghosts in this treasure were once the magic cultivators of the golden core level, and they were forcibly refined by blood sacrifices by the old demon Heisha.

The material of this picture of Hundred Ghosts is refined from the human skins of countless demon cultivators, including the human skins of several Nascent Soul Demon Lords.

After the Ancestor Heisha refined the picture of the hundred ghosts, he has been feeding the ghosts in the picture for thousands of years with the flesh and blood of mortals and monks, and he has actually raised the cultivation base of all the ghosts to the late Golden Core stage.

At the moment when the picture of the hundred ghosts fell, it was actually the ghost cultivator of the late stage of the hundred golden elixir that attacked, making everyone who participated in the battle feel their scalps tingling.

"It's already the fifth high-quality magic treasure, how many high-quality magic treasures are there?"

Chen Nianzhi urged the Lingbao to fight against the Hundred Ghost Map, and he couldn't help but feel the pressure in his heart.

The materials used by demon cultivators to make magic treasures are not taboo, and they don’t need to be as harsh as righteous spiritual treasures. They only need enough mortals and monks as materials to refine magic treasures.

The patriarch Heisha is only at the seventh level of Yuanying, but he can take out five high-quality magic treasures as soon as he makes a move, which may not be all.

And even the Yuanying Dzogchen monks probably only have three or four high-quality spiritual treasures in their hands, which is far inferior to the wealth of the ancestor Heisha.

No wonder so many monks fall into the evil way, because after giving up the bottom line of being a human being, the difficulty of obtaining cultivation resources will be greatly reduced.

"Jie Jie Jie."

Just as Chen Nianzhi's face was serious, the ghosts rushed towards him with a murderous intent, with an extremely strange smile.

Seeing the rampant ghosts, Chen Nianzhi's eyes turned cold, and the Emperor Wutu above his head suppressed them.

"when--"

After the sound of the bell, the golden ancient bell suppressed the heaven and the earth, and even suppressed all the ghosts to retreat.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Nianzhi went up to the sky, directly bursting out the Qi of the Nascent Soul, raising his mana to a level comparable to that of the ordinary Nascent Soul's sixth level, and then activated the great supernatural power to split light, transform shadows and condense swords.

Endless sword intent erupted in an instant, and illusory sword lights brewed from Chen Nianzhi's body, about to pour out to kill all ghosts.

But at this moment, Chen Nianzhi had a thought, and once again activated the supernatural power, the sun and the real fire, and merged the power of the two supernatural powers into one.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of incomparably bright golden sword lights swept out, like the Tianhe where hundreds of millions of suns gathered turned into countless fairy swords, and covered everything with mighty pure yang power.

The pure yang power of the real fire of the sun is the nemesis of the evil magic treasure, and it is also blessed with the great swordsmanship to attack Wushuang.

In just a moment, the hundred golden core demons were chopped into ashes by countless golden sword lights.

Even the Hundred Ghost Map was riddled with holes, and the real fires of the sun burned along the treasure map, turning it into ashes.

"Mahayana magical powers."

Everyone was horrified, knowing that after Chen Nianzhi fused the real fire of the sun with the split-light Huaying Ning sword practice, he had a new understanding of this great supernatural power, and he had cultivated it to the level of Mahayana supernatural power.

This is not only a Mahayana supernatural power, but also a brand new pure Yang Sword Dao supernatural power.

Only the power of the Mahayana supernatural power can destroy a fifth-level top-rank magic treasure by relying on the restraint of attributes.

"Ah, the old man's magic treasure."

A superior magic treasure was destroyed, and the old devil Heisha let out a cry of pain.

He let out a shrill scream, looked at Chen Nianzhi with a murderous look on his face, and roared, "I want you to die."

After the voice of the old devil Heisha fell, he raised his hand and sacrificed a black magic awl. This awl was made of ghost black iron, and its grade was already as high as the fifth-grade top-grade.

This ghost magic awl is the nemesis of the defensive magic weapon and the protective energy, and the ordinary fifth-order defensive spirit treasure and defensive supernatural power may still not be able to stop him.

Not only that, he also urged the body of the White Bone Five Demon Jar to suppress Chen Nianzhi.

Under the attack from both sides, the Wutu Zunhuang Bell was knocked into the air in an instant, causing blood to overflow from the corner of Chen Nianzhi's mouth, and suffered a three-point internal injury.

Seeing that the treasure cone would continue to strike, Chen Nianzhi wanted to move the Yin-Yang Void Realm to move away.

But Yaya was on the side, and immediately opened the Bingpo Ningyu Pagoda, blocking the blow with the body of this superior spirit treasure.

"Damn."

The Patriarch Heisha wanted to make a move when he saw this, Zhenjun Haoran finally looked furious.

"Is it true that this seat does not exist?"

I saw Zhenjun Haoran erupting the Qi of the Nascent Soul, raising his mana to the level of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, and then activated an incomparably mighty supernatural power.

Above the sky, an incomparably mighty righteousness swept across the mountains and rivers, and the endless pure aura seemed to press down horizontally, forcing the old demon Heisha to bleed and retreat.

At the critical moment, the old devil Heisha sacrificed a bloody cloud, which blocked Zhenjun Haoran's attack.

"It's the Myriad Spirits Blood Cloud."

Yan Ziji lost her composure and said, recognizing the origin of the seventh magic treasure.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Cloud is refined from the blood essence of countless mortals and monks, and it is also mixed with Mo Sha and Nine Heavens Cloud Qi. After being stretched, it will be free from all dharma. It is the best defensive magic treasure.

Judging from the weight of this blood cloud of all spirits, the mortal blood consumed in the refinement could have filled several large lakes, and I don’t know how many billions of mortals died because of it. No wonder Yan Ziji lost her composure.

"Chong-"

Jiang Linglong urged the fairy sword to slash down, beheading the female demon monarch in front of her, and then said with cold eyes: "The old demon Heisha has many magic treasures, and the magic spring continuously provides mana."

"It may be difficult for Zhenjun Haoran to kill him alone, so quickly kill the powerful enemy, and then help Zhenjun."

"it is good."

Everyone nodded again and again, constantly urging the magic weapon to cut it down.

Although the several demon heads and the remaining female cultivators were extraordinary in strength, they couldn't stop the crowd's siege, and they were besieged and killed one by one in the void.

"Damn."

Seeing that all his subordinates were beheaded, the old demon Heisha also showed a look of fear.

Although his strength is extraordinary, but relying on the power of the magic spring and many magic treasures, now that the hundred ghosts map and the five bones and five magic jars have been destroyed, it is difficult for him to fight against everyone.

Thinking of this, he directly huddled in the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Cloud, relying on a few magic treasures and the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Cloud to continuously resist the attacks of the crowd, trying to hold on until the Hushan Mosha recovered.

Chen Nianzhi and others continued to besiege, and found that it was difficult to break the blood cloud of all spirits with their means, while Zhenjun Haoran was barely resisted by the old demon Heisha with a few magic treasures.

Seeing that everyone couldn't break through his defense, the old demon Heisha laughed strangely: "Jie Jie Jie, if you can't kill me today, I will definitely defeat you one by one in the future, and sit down as the devil one by one."

"is it?"

True Monarch Haoran's voice turned cold, and he finally seized the opportunity in an instant and made a move with all his strength.

In just a moment, an incomparably bright ray of light descended from the sky. The ray of light was golden and brilliant, exuding an incomparably dazzling ray.

It was like a round of sun falling from the nine heavens, smashing down on the blood cloud of all spirits with a force that could destroy the world.

"This is……"

The expression of the ancestor Heisha changed drastically, revealing a look of despair.

On the other side of him, True Monarch Haoran whispered indifferently: "There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and the source of all righteousness is the great sun above the nine heavens."

"This supernatural power was created not long ago, and it is called 'The Great Sun and the Universe', also known as the 'Nine-day Star Falling Great Supernatural Power'."

(End of this chapter)