Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

That Taoist, what kind of means is this used to trap us here.

Seeing that he and the bearded Taoist in front of him were left alone for a while, the white plague ghost general couldn't help asking loudly.

Quickly let me go and capture you, otherwise grandpa will cut you in two, and your soul will suffer from plague, making you unable to survive or die.

Evil ghosts from the underworld dare to come to the yang world to commit crimes. Watch a certain family behead your ghost's head to drink.

Yan Chixia's eyes widened when she heard the words, she yelled and cursed, she wrapped her sword light and slashed at him.

Those five ghost kings were able to stand out on the Yinshan Mountain with five generals and fifty thousand ghost soldiers, and they were highly valued by the Yinshan Ghost King, and the Plague Ghosts under him were naturally extraordinary.

Facing the sword light, the white plague ghost drew out his sword straight away, went up to him, and cursed in the same way.

Grandpa is afraid that you will fail!

Clang!

Yan Chixia slashed with Jianguang and the sword in his hand, and only heard a loud noise.

He felt a huge force coming, which shook him backwards hundreds of feet, and he almost couldn't hold the sword formula in his hand.

Hmph, this evil ghost has integrated the power of all ghosts in the ghost array, and it is so fierce.

Although Yan Chixia's sword light was repulsed, the white plague ghost felt uncomfortable and swung the sword in his hand.

Dozens of ghost soldiers in the ghost formation behind them couldn't stand the force, and their ghost bodies were scattered by the shock.

Bai Wengui flicked the sword in his hand, let go of the numbness in his hand, looked at Yan Chixia and smiled.

Good Taoist, it seems that you were the one who injured the black plague ghost formation before.

Good swordsman, if you are trained, I am afraid that the strength of Grandpa's white plague formation will increase greatly.

Speaking of fit, he was about to pounce on the big formation behind him.

He was preparing to transform into a huge ghost body together with the formation, just like the Black Plague General called the formation before.

This is a transformation ability of the five plague ghost formations, each formation can become the corresponding ghost general.

In this way, he could unscrupulously transfer Yan Chixia's attack to the ghost soldiers in the formation.

So that he will not be affected by the force of the shock, and he will be captured.

However, Yan Chixia was not ambiguous, seeing him like this, although she didn't know his plan.

But if the enemy wants to do this, it will not be satisfactory. It is natural to stop.

So the parallel finger is like a sword, and then the sword formula is introduced, and he shouted loudly.

As far as the stellar qi points, the sword will turn into thousands of places, and it will disperse!

hum! !

I saw the flying sword beside him humming, and then the sword light rose and continued to divide.

In a short time, it turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, and shot out violently with the urging of his sword art.

Shh! Shh! Shh!

Um?

Bai Wengui heard the sound of sword energy piercing the air behind him, and suspected that Yan Chixia was chasing him.

He was about to turn around and send it off, but when he turned his head, he saw the sword light pouring out like rain, and his expression was startled.

He hurriedly danced the sword in his hand like a windmill, and stopped Jian Guang.

clang clang clang...

But as soon as he took over, he felt that although the sword light in front of him was sharp, it was not as fierce as before.

Ahhh...

Just as he was feeling puzzled, he heard screams of life and death coming from the ghost formation behind him, endlessly.

No, the thief dares to kill my ghost soldier!

Seeing the sword light flying past smashing the formation, Bai Wengui didn't care to stop the sword light.

He turned around and sped towards the ghost formation, but before he could make a move, the change happened again.

Clah la la la...

There was only a jingling sound, and countless scarlet chains flew from the void, rushing into the formation along the gap cut by the sword light.

During the flying, those ghost soldiers were stained with a layer of red mist whenever they touched it, and they couldn't stop howling.

After a while, the red mist invaded the whole body, turning the ghost soldiers into streaks of red light and flying back to the chains.

A series of chain buttons were added to it, which added a bit of power.

All of a sudden, the ghost soldiers in the formation couldn't avoid it, and in a panic, they dispersed the formation.

The sword light and the chains took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the sword light cut comprehensively, using chains as a net, to divide the entire formation into pieces.

The white plague ghost's complexion changed suddenly, and at the same time, he noticed that the power he borrowed from the ghost formation had dropped like a flood.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and jumped to one side to break up the formation, and gave a big drink.

combine!

Then I saw the ghost soldiers around me turn into waves of white energy and rush towards me, drowning them.

In an instant, the mist dissipated again, revealing a ghostly figure thirty feet high.

Bai Wengui controlled the body transformation, seeing Yan Chixia continuously emitting sword light to strangle the rest of the ghost soldiers.

Can't help being so angry that sparks shot out from his eyes and nose, and he shouted angrily.

Thief, you bullied me too much.

But he didn't try to stop him, instead he threw himself towards the rows of ghost soldiers trapped by the chains of Mosha.

When he came to the front, he shook his body, put the ghost soldier on his body, and competed with Yan Chixia for time.

This is because he knows in his heart that without the help of a large formation, he might not be the opponent of this swordsman on his own.

But what he didn't realize was that mottled red mist entered his general along with those ghost soldiers.

After a while, the two sides killed ghosts and collected ghosts at the same time.

As the ghost soldiers became less and less, this person and one ghost also collided together.

Thief Daoist, kill me so many ghost soldiers, it will make you want to die!

At this time, the tall, gigantic Bai Wengui looked down at the tiny Yan Chixia below him.

With an angry shout, he swung the sword of the same size in his hand and slashed down.

boom!

When the sword struck, there was a roar of the mountain falling to the ground.

Yan Chixia saw that it was so powerful, she didn't dare to carry it with all her strength, and turned into a sword light to dodge.

Then the sword light turned, and rushed towards the waist of Baipang Ghost General like a horse.

However, the ghost looked tall and strong, but not bloated, and nimbly turned the sword in his hand and blocked it at his waist.

Clang!

A sound of gold and iron clanging echoed in the space.

Although the Baipang ghost blocked the sword light, the force on it scattered dozens of ghost soldiers in his body, turning them into ghosts and ghosts.

But Yan Chixia was in control, her sword light turned like a shooting star, slashing at her general from time to time.

He didn't seek a quick victory, he just cut his flesh slowly, shaking the ghost soldiers in his body to death little by little.

After fighting for a while, Yan Chixia couldn't stand it for a long time, fearing that something would happen to the ghost formation that the other two parties had no one to deal with.

Just as he was about to perform the secret killing technique, he saw a mottled red mist appearing on the body of the ghostly general covered in white, and he knew it was the result of a large formation of infection.

Since the secret technique of killing is called a secret technique, it is naturally not used at will.

Once activated, if you can't complete all the powers, you may be in danger of personal injury, now with the help of a large formation, it is natural to be safe.

So he changed his method, pulled the sword light, distanced himself from it, and waited for the big formation to launch.

That swordsman, let's fight again!

Seeing him retreating temporarily, Bai Wengui was on guard in his heart even though he shouted loudly.

Now the power of the formation was halved, and as more and more ghost soldiers were killed by Yan Chixia, the formation became weaker and weaker.

And although the Plague Sword in his hand can spread the plague, he has been surrounded by the sword light, and his own plague cannot infect the sword light.

At this time, seeing him disperse the light of the sword, his heart suddenly moved.

He stretched out his hand to take off the plague bag at his waist, intending to take the opportunity to plot against him.

However, before his fingers touched the treasure, he heard a rattling sound on his body.

Countless chains grew from him, binding him tightly.