Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Chapter 95

As the sword intent within Jun Ao rises, a burst of blue and black sword aura poured out, and the rain of arrows all over the sky instantly turned into powder.

Not only that, even the surrounding boats were cut off by sword energy!

boom!

On the Wangchuan River, huge waves churned, directly overturning the skeletal ship that had been cut in two, countless Yin soldiers and ghosts would fall into the Wangchuan River like dumplings.

This sword frightened the surrounding yin soldiers and ghosts, and everyone in the potentially forgetting the river did not dare to step forward.

Under the impact of the turbulent river, the Wu Peng boat under the feet of the two of Jun Ao quickly floated to the other side of the river.

Jun Ao pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist and walked slowly ashore, watching the ghosts of the Yin Soldiers, ghosts and generals facing the enemy in all directions, without saying a word, just walked straight forward with Shion.

Wherever he went, the ghost soldiers and the countless souls separated like a tide, and no one dared to step forward to intercept them.

Not long after, a series of gloomy and majestic palaces appeared in front of the two of them.

Temple of Yama.

It used to be the place where Yama of the Ten Temples was located, but now, in the entire ghost realm, there is only one person in charge of the cloudy sky.

At the same time, in the palaces, a ghost of the immortal rank strode out and lined up, blocking the path of the two of them.

The lowest realm is the realm of earth immortals, and there are more than a dozen ghost generals at the peak of heavenly immortals, who are burly and fierce.

Jun Ao looked around the ghost generals in front of him, and said indifferently:

“Jun Ao, the third disciple of the Xuantian Clan, was entrusted by the fourth junior disciple to ask the emperor Jian Yin.”

“The sword has no eyes, no one, etc., retreat on its own.”

The ghost generals stayed still, but sneered, staring at the two Jun Ao coldly.

The leading ghost general holding a giant axe, grinning again and again:

“Under the Xuantian Clan, what a mighty prestige, it’s nothing more than being a domineering blessing in the human realm, dare to come to my ghost realm to be wild!”

“I’m so impatient to live!”

“Let this general see how good this Xuantian Clan who blows to the sky is really good!”

While talking, the giant axe ghost will step out in one step, but the burly body bursts out with a ghostly speed.

He appeared in front of Jun Ao instantly, holding the axe in both hands, and slamming it at Jun Ao’s head:

“Strike Hua…Uh!”

Huh!

The sword light flashed, and now the roar of the ghost general stopped,

The ghost-ranked giant axe in his hand and half of his body were instantly divided into two, fluttering behind them, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

He died!

Even a ghost general with only a ghost and no body can only drink hatred on the spot under Qingping’s sword.

In this scene, the ghosts will be horrified,

That giant axe ghost general is the most powerful existence among them, just like this, was killed in a flash?

What’s more frightening is that they haven’t even been able to see how this youth in the Qingshang acted.

Under Xuantian Clan, it was so terrifying!

If it is said that the bone-building ship led by the ghost generals in the fairyland is not enough to make the ghost generals in the Yan Luo Temple jealous,

At this moment, there is only fear in the hearts of the ghost generals.

It’s not that there is no such thing in the ghost domain that can kill the ghost at the peak of the immortal peak so easily.

But each one is an existence they can’t afford.

Thinking of this, the ghosts of the Yan Luo Temple will subconsciously take a half step back, for fear that they will become the next unlucky person to be killed by a spike.

At this moment, a sneer sounded from the Yama Hall behind:

“Hehe, what a Xuantian sword repair!”

“Pure Yang Palace is afraid of you, this king is not afraid!”

As we spoke, the black mist rolled on the Temple of Yama, condensed into a huge statue the size of a mountain.

A terrifying aura of Xuanxian peak suddenly exploded, crushing in all directions.

Boom boom boom!

Under the pressure of terror, the scorched ground beneath everyone’s feet began to crack every inch,

All the ghosts will see this scene, scared to run away, for fear of being hit by the pond fish.

Jun Ao raised his head slightly, and saw Yin Tianzi wave his sleeves, and grabbed them at him:

“Kneel down to this king!”

A sneer appeared on Jun Ao’s face:

“Only you are worthy?”

Huh!

Before the words fell, the sword light flashed!

The big dark hands above the two of them, together with the dark appearance of the cloudy sky, were divided into two by Jianguang!

But Jun Ao’s brows gradually frowned.

Because, in front of him, the dark phase of Yin Tianzi that was divided into two gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As if the sword just now did not cause damage to the cloudy sky at all.

For the first time, there was someone that Jun Ao couldn’t kill with a single sword.

Jun Ao said coldly:

“You are not a Profound Fairyland.”

The cloudy boy laughed loudly:

“As expected to be from the Xuantianmen, in the realm of Tianxian, the killing power is really amazing,”

“If it’s the pinnacle of an ordinary Xuanxian, under your sword, I’m afraid it’s already dead.”

“It’s a pity, this king sits in the ghost realm and is blessed by the power of the ghost realm. It is already half a step in the golden fairy realm.”

“Unless the Golden Immortal comes in person, no one can do nothing about this king.”

“You two have good qualifications, but unfortunately they are too arrogant. If you are a mere god, you dare to break into my yin.”

“I really thought that everyone was afraid that Xuantian wouldn’t be able to do anything at all!”

As soon as the voice fell, the cloudy sky waved his big sleeves, rolled up the billowing black mist, and enveloped both Jun and Ao.

Ziyuan took a half step, the purple light in his eyes flickered, but Jun Ao stopped him.

Ziyuan turned his head to look at Jun Ao, and saw that he raised his head slightly, staring at the mountain-sized cloudy sky in front of him, squinting his eyes slightly, and said coldly:

“Senior Sister, this person, leave it to me.”

Shion felt a touch of murderous intent from his junior fellow.

She nodded slightly and backed away.

Jun Ao stepped out, holding the scabbard in his hand, slowly raising the Qingping sword in his hand, facing the billowing black air that swept across the sky, without avoiding it.

The thumb moved slightly, pressed against the sword boring, and gently pushed, half an inch out of the sheath!

Hum!

A sword rang, resounding through the world!

I saw a blue and black sword light blooming from the blade, accompanied by a fierce sword intent, like tearing the world, slashing forward!

Sword Sword Scripture!

Handed out a sword, invincible in the world!

One sword cuts monsters, two swords cuts immortals, and three swords cuts heaven and earth!

Yin Si Ghost Domain, outside the Yan Luo Temple,

After stepping into the Heavenly Wonderland, Jun Ao finally truly used the first sword of the Sword Sword Scripture!

Under the dual blessing of the unsheathed Qingping sword and the sword intent of Zhantian, the power of this sword skyrocketed!

All the sword light can be wiped out!

Huh!

The thick black mist that had just come violently, was once again divided into two,

The Yin Tianzi’s face changed drastically with a premonition, and he turned around abruptly to escape, but unfortunately,

This sword is too fast.

He didn’t have time to react, so he was cut off by Jianguang!

Where the sword light touched, the darkness of the cloudy sky began to quickly collapse,

Despite the surging power of the rolling ghost domain to make up for the wound, it still can’t stop the collapse of the law.

For the first time, the face of Yin Tianzi showed a look of horror,

He looked over his head and hissed angrily:

“Save me, save me!”

“If this king is dead, your business with the ghost domain will not be successful!”

“…”

The roar of the cloudy sky reverberates in the ghost realm,

For a long time, there is no response.

Yin Tianzi’s eyes widened in despair, and the mountain-sized image disappeared completely.

Cloudy son, fall!

Jun Ao raised his head slightly and looked over the ghost realm,

At that moment, it seemed that several eyes penetrated thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and landed here.

But, for some reason, there was no action in the end.

Shion also retracted his gaze, looked at Jun Ao with white lips, and asked softly:

“are you OK?”

Jun Aowei nodded slightly:

“Nothing.”

He took out a cyan moire token from his arms and injected a trace of real energy.

Not long after, only a loud bang was heard,

A turbulent long river of air transport, smashed through the Guimen Pass, passed the Wangchuan River, and rolled towards the Yan Luo Temple.

In the blink of an eye, he came behind Jun Ao.

Above the long river, a wave of air transport condenses and turns into a figure dressed in a mysterious robe.

Emperor Dagan, Xuanyuantai!