Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

The old ghost grinned, revealing his yellow fangs, and smiled ferociously: "Jie Jie... I'm waiting for you!"

"Indestructible" struck down from the top of the old ghost's head with an indomitable momentum.When the sword was about to reach its peak, the old ghost had already prepared a response in advance. He turned into black smoke and dispersed directly into the clouds as the "Indestructible" dispersed the black clouds.

The star wheel under Wu Hao's feet flashed, falling from the sky, directly into the cloud layer closest to the ground, sending out a "streaming light", the sword force was like water, the sword energy connected into silk threads, continuously dismantling the cloud layer.

The mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness firmly locked the old ghost's logo. After Wu Hao used "Liuguang", he changed to "Indestructible" again and soared into the sky, hitting a large black cloud above.

"Boy, after a while, you were able to find the hiding place of my true body. You can try this trick again."

The old ghost revealed his head from another black cloud, and with a mocking smile, he turned the Ten Thousand Souls Flag into the air, and the flag surface expanded twice. He held the flag pole with both hands and poked downwards, and the souls and bodies sealed on the flag were wiped out of consciousness. , only black energy is left, flowing from the face of the flag to the direction of the flag pole. The energy transformed by a hundred soul bodies rotates at high speed at the bottom of the pole, forming a crystal drill that emits black light.

The drill bit, with a thick black color, broke away from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and drilled towards Wu Hao. The high-speed rotating drill bit rubbed against the air and made a "wuwu..." sound, which made everyone in Pingzhou City feel nauseous.

The star wheel rotates, and the five-color light bursts out with intense light, protecting Wu Hao heavily. The Haoyang Sword is raised, and the two postures are combined into one, with "Flowing Light" in front and "Indestructible" in the back.They all rushed towards the black drill bit. Thousands of sword energy formed an oval-shaped sword net, and the targets were all bright black crystal drill bits. The sound of "ding-ding-ding-dong-ding" kept ringing in my ears, effectively slowing down the speed and rotation of the drill bit for a moment, "No. "Destroy" carries platinum light, and the tip of the sword directly faces the drill.

A "chichi" sound that was even more unacceptable than the whine of the drill bit rubbing against the air resounded throughout Pingzhou City.

"Bah." Wu Hao puffed up his cheeks and exhaled a sullen breath. He moved forward instead of retreating. The wrist holding the sword made a semicircle in front of him, and the Haoyang Sword came out.

Wu Hao's spiritual power exploded, he quickly made a secret with his fingers, moved forward, and said silently: "Time".

The Haoyang Sword passed directly through the space and suddenly appeared at the drill bit. It collided with the drill bit with an unmatched momentum. The huge sound and fluctuation dispersed the black clouds surrounding the collision.

"Jie... Jie..."

"Jie... Jie..."

The same laughter sounded from two different places, one weaker.

The old ghosts no longer hid, and walked out from the dark clouds. One, two, three... thirteen old ghosts were neatly arranged in front of Wu Hao.

The monk could no longer suppress the black smoke column, but was surrounded by the smoke column, and the overflowing smoke column rushed towards the old ghost.

Wu Hao frowned. Although he was fighting against the Seven Sons of Tongxin Demon, the five old ghosts who were locked into the Sword Domain were also paying attention. The Five Sons of Tongxin Demon in the Sword Domain were attacked by him continuously with sword energy. They had already been attacked by him. Dying.

Why did it suddenly appear?

"Amitabha! The donor's sword domain was broken by the Six Desire Soul Diamond. This battle seems to be a fierce battle." The young monk did not know when he appeared beside Wu Hao.

"Jie... Jie..., there is a city of people buried with you, you two have enough dignity."

The old ghost walked from top to bottom, and with every step he took, a clone merged in. After twelve steps, he appeared opposite Wu Hao and the young monk.

Looking at the two people with unkind expressions, the old ghost bared his yellow teeth and smiled, and silently threw a shoe at the old ghost's face.

Of course, the result is still the same and it cannot cause any harm to the old ghost.

The old ghost didn't smile. He stared at the two of them with dead eyes. The Ten Thousand Souls Flag in his hand became darker and brighter. The souls were tearing at the surface of the flag, with painful expressions on their faces.

Suddenly, the old ghost moved, just his mouth. He was mumbling obscure nonsense, and there was no energy fluctuation.

But all the ghosts in Pingzhou City appeared together, and the ghost energy soared into the sky. The scattered black clouds in the sky merged together at a faster speed, forming a sea of ​​crimson blood behind the old ghost.

When he moved his mouth, the little monk had already transformed into the golden body of an Arhat. He punched from back to front with his arms and punched ten times in a row in an attempt to interrupt the old ghost's nonsense.Seeing the black and red energy running wildly all over the old ghost's body, the monk once again punched dozens of times with all his strength. Even the old ghost's body-protecting energy network failed to be broken. After dozens of punches, the old ghost could not even take a step back.

The monk was a little discouraged, but with a flash of Buddha's light, he regained his fierce fighting spirit.

"Jie... Jie... do you know why I am in charge of the formation? It's because I am the chosen one, born with two bodies and the same root. Other ghost cultivators can only accommodate nine sons, but I can accommodate eighteen. Jie...Jie...died with peace of mind. I am rarely able to explain to prey. This is the first time for you two. Come on, give your soul to me, and I will take you to heaven together."

The monk frowned again and again, his eyes constantly scanning his feet, but there was nothing but white socks under his feet.

"You laugh so hard!"

He swung out an arm and hit the old ghost on the face. All the golden light from his body flooded into the fist, directly dyeing the fist with gold, like a golden hammer.

The old ghost's smile paused on his face, and his dead fish eyes flashed with disbelief. He had already completed the sacrifice, how could he still be knocked back? How could this be possible?

"The bad guy dies in a long story!" Wu Hao struck out with his sword and received the old ghost's blow.

"Amitabha! How good! How good! You have violated the precepts again. Lord Buddha, don't blame me."

The little monk with his golden light faded, wearing white robes and stockings, is somewhat cute.

Ghost energy covered the sky above the city, and golden sword light shot out through the sea of ​​blood.

The old ghost became more and more frightened as he fought.

The monk frowned while beating, his eyes often unconsciously focusing on the old ghost's mouth.

Wu Hao was thinking about the civilians in the city and couldn't concentrate. Fortunately, he was strong and caused great harm to the old ghost.

"Jie" comes suddenly, and there is no need to type the ellipses after it.

As soon as the monk saw the corner of the old ghost's mouth twitching, he punched him in the head. The Buddha's light restrained the ghost, so after being bombarded many times, the old ghost had to pay more attention.

After being unable to attack for a long time, the old ghost was upset and angry, and he couldn't control his mouth and was ready to talk again.

There was a flash of golden light and a punch, and he was forced to take two steps back.

He was so angry that he activated his true energy, pulled out several souls from the Ten Thousand Soul Flags and squeezed them directly into the protective ghost energy. The ghost energy was joined by new power, and a ghost with only its head was faintly transformed from the ghost energy, struggling. After separating from the aura of the protective ghost, it rushed towards the monk and bit his neck, head, and limbs.

The monk appeared as a statue of mercy, chanting sutras in his mouth, stepped forward to bite the ghost, and his eyes gradually became clear. After returning the gift, he was no longer controlled by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and disappeared directly between heaven and earth.

The old ghost was so angry that he gathered his ghost energy and jumped directly into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The Ten Thousand Souls Flag was thrown into the mirror-like water surface of the boulder, and black mist spread over the flag surface, rushing towards the two people. There were many ghosts, teeth and claws tearing at the flag surface.

The sky above had turned into ghosts, and a steady stream of souls squeezed out of the Ten Thousand Soul Flags, filling the sky. After standing there for a few seconds, they rushed towards Wu Hao and the monk with ferocious faces.

Wu Hao's star wheel flashed, squeezing through the sea of ​​​​blood passage, and appeared directly in front of the monk. He sent the ghosts to die one after another with one sword. Wu Hao deliberately missed many newly dead ghosts. The monk chanted sutras endlessly, and Wu Hao kept swinging his sword.

"Be careful!" There were too many souls. Wu Hao felt two powerful energy bodies passing through him and warned the monk loudly.

The star wheel blasted forward, while the body flew quickly towards the monk's location. "Indestructible" knocked away an energy body, and the five-color spiritual sword and the heart sword blocked another one.

Suddenly, "Jie..." laughter came from behind Wu Hao, who was without all his weapons. The sound was very close.

With a thought in Wu Hao's mind, a star wheel appeared under his feet, and a five-color halo separated Wu Hao from the soul behind him.

His brain suddenly shut down and his body's spiritual energy was not working properly. Wu Hao was shocked and hurriedly checked his body. Two more teeth holes appeared on his back, shoulders and neck, and black blood was pouring out.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

The old ghost appeared in front of the two of them, and three clones of the old ghost emerged from the void and stood beside the old ghost.

The monk sitting cross-legged in the void has a lot of golden light on his body, and his treasure appearance is solemn. When he hears the laughter of the old ghost, his energy is floating, and he has the urge to become possessed.

The little monk stood up and quickly changed gestures with his hands, first performing the Fearless Seal and then the Wish Seal. The ghosts entered the space in front of the little monk and their bodies changed from black to white, and they dispersed in the space.

I am a disciple of Buddhism, so how can I do it if I don’t have some skills to control the situation?After saving so many evil ghosts, the light of merit and virtue on his body becomes more and more dazzling. He is a person who was born at the right time, and he has great ambitions and sticks to his original intention.

After the two seals, the monk did not stop. Instead, he put his hands behind his back, and the eight fingers outside the left and right thumbs interspersed with each other. He stretched the left thumb into the right palm, and touched the tip of the thumb of the right palm with the tip of the left thumb. After the wheel seal is cast, immediately turn to the demon seal.

The four seals are fired together, the movements are smooth, and there is no sense of blockage. Two seals are for the soul, and two seals are for the evil ghosts.

The blood-colored clouds were dispersed by the handprints and could not be reassembled. The evil ghost was smoking all over its body and could not suppress it. It turned into ashes and disappeared from the world.

The young monk connected his hands to the void, and a large lotus flower strangled the old ghost.

The old ghost muttered vague words and quickly made the hand gesture with his right hand.As the words in his mouth grew faster and faster, screams of ghostly laughter rang out in Pingzhou City. Thousands of ghosts walked at night, and the creatures couldn't get out of their way, just like locusts passing through the border, causing heavy casualties.

The Fenghu Tianmeng, headed by the Kong family, directly sacrificed the saint's clothes.

Mingjing Temple borrows the power of all living beings to fight against it.

The young monk's four seals were in full bloom, his tongue bloomed with golden lotus, and a vast, gentle breath fell from the sky. As a result, the mortal mind became clear, and he was able to calmly examine the seven emotions and six desires, and was no longer troubled by distracting thoughts.For a time, the ghosts had fewer opportunities to take advantage of them.

The loud sound of books echoing over Pingzhou City also clears people's minds and enlightens them.

Wu Hao held the sword in front of his chest with both hands and looked straight ahead. The Haoyang Sword pulled all the surrounding spiritual energy into the sword body. All the light from the spiritual energy condensed on the sword, bursting out with dazzling light, wrapping the Haoyang Sword like a sword. Pure lightsaber.

Wu Hao's expression was solemn, with fire blazing in his eyes, "Time" he yelled.

The lightsaber, wrapped around the Haoyang Sword, disappeared from the void, and when it reappeared, it had already pierced the old ghost's head.

When the old ghost saw that Wu Hao had been accumulating power for this move for so long, he was already on guard. He tried to interrupt Wu Hao's spell several times, but was stopped by the young monk.

At this moment, the sword was approaching, and he could not care about so many things. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was directly raised in front of him, holding his palms together, turning his hands and pushing it out. Many bloody clouds rose from the sea of ​​​​blood and gathered in front of him like water. , forming a large hole.

The Haoyang Sword penetrated directly through the half-finished Ten Thousand Souls Banner and directly reached the second line of defense. The blood-colored hollow was entangled with blood threads, binding the Haoyang Sword with all its strength.

The sword body flashed with golden light, sharp golden energy burst out, and the bloody thread only slowed down the Haoyang Sword for a moment before piercing the old ghost's head.

After the core of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was shattered, the explosion sounded. As soon as the Soul Banner was broken, the ghosts on the ground seemed to have lost energy supply, and their combat power suddenly waned.

Kong Fang and others were shocked and seized the time to attack the ghosts.

"Time" made the Haoyang Sword roar out, like streams of light, shooting at the old ghost.

The old ghost used all his methods, but the stream of light did not stop. Each stream of light was enough to easily kill the master of Qi refining. Every loud bang meant that a defense was broken. Although the old ghost defended with all his strength, his body continued to shake as the defense was broken. , the size of the blood sea continues to shrink.

"Jie... It's impossible. The blood sea is so filthy. Let alone an ordinary weapon, even if a treasure or magic weapon is contaminated even a little bit, all its spiritual energy will be lost. How can it be possible to directly penetrate the blood sea? Can this sword surpass The magic weapon has reached the level of a spiritual treasure, a spiritual treasure! Is this something that can exist on a low-level interface?" The old ghost couldn't wrap his mind around it.

Then I thought to myself: Judging from the appearance of this kid, there may be more than one thing, at least two or more, and the Ghost King is on top, is this really something that a low-level interface can have?

The old ghost retreated again and again. He didn't believe that less than half a year after the mainland's spiritual energy recovered, a high-level foundation builder like him would be repelled head-on. Is this really a continent that has just recovered?It takes half a year to reach a high level of foundation building. Even if you are extremely talented and have sufficient resources to accumulate levels, you still have to have time to digest it.Could it be that there are still extraordinary realms and hidden immortal gates hidden in the mainland?

Is this realistic?

If he had known that there were transcendent realms and hidden immortal sects in the mainland, and given himself a hundred courages, he would not have dared to be so arrogant.

Could it be that this passage in the mainland was opened on purpose, so that low-level ghosts from the Ghost Realm can come in to train the novice monks?

The more the old ghost thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the movement in his hand slowed down for a moment. Without the half-finished Ten Thousand Souls Flag, he could only rely on the protective magic weapon that was connected to his life to resist, and the "gut" continued to bleed.

The body-protecting magic weapon that warms and nourishes the heart all year round is his own skeleton, which has been sacrificed to the point where half of it has been transformed into jade. He is just waiting for this time to absorb all the luck and popularity of a city in the world and then transform it into ghost energy. How about his own body-protecting magic weapon? It will be great.

Unexpectedly, it was a bad start, so I was forced to take it out early.

The stream of light formed by the Haoyang Sword collided with the jade skeleton. It was unable to cut off the object. It could only leave large and small gaps and scratches on the skeleton. Even so, every time the spiritual power collided, the old ghost would Vomiting blood will not stop.

The young monk lurked secretly on the old ghost's retreat route. The halo behind his head turned, and a little gold paint lit up between his eyebrows. The gold paint quickly covered his arms, Sanskrit characters appeared on the arms, and his fists hit the old ghost's back silently.

After one blow, the golden paint on his arms faded little by little, he rolled his eyes, and his momentum became sluggish.

The old ghost's retreating figure was blocked, and the huge attack force pushed his body forward. The stream of light from the Haoyang Sword directly hit the middle of the old ghost's eyebrows, and a bit of crimson formed from the middle of the old ghost's eyebrows.

The old ghost opened his eyes wide and stared at the Haoyang Sword on his forehead. The sharp sword energy broke through his defense and messed up his sea of ​​consciousness, causing his induction and control to break instantly.

"Ah! Ah..." The old ghost shouted loudly, stretched out his large shroud, and his energy came out through the clothes, absorbing the surrounding crimson light into his body, activating the blood sea that had shrunk a lot, and rushed towards Wu Hao. explode.He wanted to cut off the connection between Wu Hao and Haoyang Sword through huge explosion damage.

The star wheel rotates, and the huge impact of the blood sea explosion is completely blocked in front of him, but the battle between the old ghost and the Haoyang Sword is different.

The huge impact force pushed the old ghost far away, and the light on the Haoyang sword body disappeared more than half, losing its previous power.

The old ghost rolled to the ground and spat out multiple mouthfuls of heart essence and blood. Only his head and upper body were left in his jade skeleton.

The old ghost looked at the bones in his hands distressedly, and weakly asked Wu Hao and the young monk who had landed in front of him: "Let me understand clearly, I am the thirteenth elder on the 17th floor of the Ghost Realm, who defeated me?" This young hero’s name belongs to the Immortal Family.”

Wu Hao sheathed the Haoyang Sword, stood with his feet uneven, looked down at the old ghost who was unable to get up, with a very serious expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I, my handsome young man - Ni Daye is also , Mrs. Elder of the Panshi Sect, if you die in my hands, it doesn’t count as burying you. Since you have no regrets, then go die.”