True Immortal of the Netherworld

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yang took a step forward, flipped his wrist, and the Four Fantasy Long Stick appeared in his hand.

As soon as his consciousness moved, the four flames in the Zifu space in his body suddenly became active.

The blue water flame spirit with a round head and a round brain, shaped like a spirit dolphin, straightened its waist and raised a wisp of azure blue spirit flame on the spot.

The ghost baby, with bat wings on its back and a scorpion-shaped hooked tail trailing behind it, shuddered, and earthy golden spiritual flames ignited on its body.

Wisps of golden fire breath emitted from the surface of the three-legged golden black flame spirit body, and there were solemn golden Sanskrit fonts flowing in the fire breath.

The Suzaku flame spirit transformed by A'Zhu flutters its wings, and the fire of nirvana rises endlessly, fully displaying the temperament of the Suzaku.

Swish swish swish

The four flame spirits of blue, earth gold, gold, and red swirled around Xu Yang's wrist and came to the surface of the Four Magic Long Stick.

With a shout, a pair of black fire wings sprouted from Xu Yang's back. The fire wings spread out, and with a breath of fire reaching the sky, the person was already high in the sky.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang picked up the Sihuan long stick with both hands and smashed it down.

"The four-phase flame spirit is broken!"

Astonishingly, a shadow of a hundred-foot stick was thrown out from the four phantom long sticks.

On the surface of the stick shadow, four flame spirit bodies are flying and protruding. Xu Yang used the four magic long sticks as a carrier to combine the power of the four flame spirits into one place, shaped like a four-color flame dragon.

All of a sudden, the golden crow crows, the spirit dolphin brays, the ghost baby roars, and the red bird roars into the sky.

Almost at the same time, Gui Gu Zan on the side also took action, and the white skeleton lying behind him had already jumped in front of Gui Gu Zan. At the same time, two other skeletons appeared in front of Guigu Zan. One had an obvious scar on his forehead, and the other wore a bright gold chain around his neck.

Guigu Zan pinched the magic formula with both hands and silently recited the secret words in his mouth: "Three phases of white bones, three lives will return together, and the soul will come."

The three skeletons were summoned by the spell and immediately turned into three white streams of light swirling on the surface of Gui Gu Zan's body.

There was a weird sound, and a pair of white bone armor appeared on the surface of Gui Gu Zan's body. Silver runes were flowing continuously on the surface of the bone armor, exuding a monstrous ghost energy.

Circles of gray-white soul power ripples spread out from Guigu Zan's feet. Wherever he passed, ghosts were whirling and whining, as if hundreds of ghosts were chanting, instantly redefining the power of the field. It is Guigu Zan’s unique ghost realm. The ghost realm is a type of mutated soul realm, and the ghost realm displayed by Gui Gu Zan is even more pure to the extreme, as if it comes from the underworld.

Guigu Zan stood in the middle of the ghost realm, looking like a bone-white war god from hell.

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations displayed by Gui Gu Zan at this moment have already exceeded the definition of Yuanhun Realm and are not comparable to those of Daoming Realm monks.

The three skeletons, as skeletons with three fates, were originally the three clones refined by Gui Gu Zan's three souls of heaven, earth and man, which made Gui Gu Zan's cultivation speed more than three times that of monks of the same level. The ghost physique is particularly suitable for practicing ghost techniques.

"Here comes the sword!" Guigu Zan shouted.

There was a flash of golden light, and in Guigu Zan's hand was a golden sword covered with skulls. It is ghostly and sharp as ghost teeth, it is his ghost sword "Golden Bone".

The knife falls from the hand!

Ghost Blade Shocking Wind!

On the other side, Zhan Yunfei put the Qi Mu Bow in his hand and aimed at the tall magic barrier opposite.

As soon as his consciousness moved, the Haoran Heavenly Veins in his body circulated rapidly, using the awe-inspiring power to urge the "Qi Mu" bow in his hand, and exerted force with both arms until the bow was as full as the moon.

On the bow string, colorful spiritual light swirled, and a colorful arrow appeared on the bow.

At the tip of the arrow, a ball of colorful brilliance condensed rapidly, wildly swallowing up the awe-inspiring power in the void within a hundred miles. For a long time, this huge power gathered at the tip of the arrow, aiming directly at the purple magic barrier on the opposite side. .

"Whoosh!"

A colorful brilliance shot through the sky!

But Liu Haiyu on the side did not take action immediately. He closed his eyes tightly and his whole person was as quiet as a pool of autumn water. Even his blue clothes did not waver at all. Only the surface of the sword box behind him shone with blue spiritual power fluctuations. It seemed that Liu Haiyu was preparing a powerful sword move.

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The huge demonic barrier was shaking under the attack of Xu Yang and others. The restrictions on the demonic barrier immediately mobilized the power of demonic spirits on the entire demonic barrier to resist the attacks from Xu Yang and others.

Wave after wave, the power of the demonic spirits gathered from other directions towards the attack point of Xu Yang and others.

The violent movements of the demon barrier were completely seen by the masters of the four major sects in the northern region.

Two masters of the Yu Dao Sect, Lu Qian and Ji Wuhenchu.

The two of them glanced at each other and took action almost at the same time.

The green shirt outside Lu Qian's body moved automatically without wind. He stretched out his left hand, and a two-foot-square ancient wooden chessboard appeared in his palm.

As soon as his consciousness moved, circles of black and white soul realms quickly unfolded with Lu Qian as the center.

The ancient chessboard in his hand was thrown to the opposite side.

The ancient chessboard whirled around, and in an instant it became as big as ten feet. Immediately afterwards, Lu Qian landed a series of spells on the huge chessboard above his head, his spiritual veins flashed, and countless black and white phantoms suddenly appeared on the chessboard.

As Lu Qian pointed with his finger, there were more and more black and white pieces on the chessboard. What's amazing is that there are mysterious lights outlining these black and white pieces, connecting them into the shape of stars.

At the same time, in the distant sky, a huge chessboard shadow suddenly appeared in the starry sky, and the light of the stars in the sky was like the flags on the chessboard.

"Psychic chess moves the stars!"

The next moment, on the simple chessboard in front of Lu Qian, the black and white pieces turned into phantoms of stars outside the sky.

In an instant, the light of countless stars spewed out from the ancient chessboard like a miracle and rushed straight to the surface of the demonic barrier on the opposite side.

Most of the psychic arts are about channeling gods from other worlds, but it is extremely rare for someone like Lu Qian to directly channel the power of the stars.

For a moment, the stars were like falling, and the fire was like rain. The powerful star power fell on the surface of the demonic barrier, causing the demonic barrier to tremble wildly.

Ji Wuhen on the side took action at the same time. He flipped it with one hand and found an ancient scroll in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he unfolded the book in his hand in front of him. The book unfolded and suddenly became as large as ten feet. The ink words wandered on the surface of the book, and the sound of a poet singing came out.

"The ink speaks Confucianism, the clouds chant wind songs, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the world sings..."

One after another, the powerful ink spirit aura flows out from the scroll.

"The ink sea of ​​spiritualism rises!"

The next moment, a sea of ​​ink suddenly rose thousands of feet high, and rolled up the power of the sky. Like a true dragon of ink, it only pounced on the huge demonic barrier on the opposite side.

Ji Wuhen's psychic technique is also unique. He uses the power of the ink spirit as a medium to directly channel the power of the river in the area.

The river in this area is no ordinary river, but the legendary mighty river in the Confucian paradise.

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Two masters from Zhenlian Dojo.

"It's time for us to take action." Dong Gongyue said loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver sword box behind him trembled slightly, and at the same time there was a sound as clear as the sound of a crane being unsheathed.

The silver light flew and hovered above Dong Gongyue's head.

In the blink of an eye, a silver moon shadow about the size of about ten feet appeared. On the surface of the Silver Moon Shadow, there are sword intents that look like flowing water. It seems that thousands of long swords have gathered into a river, making clanging sounds.

The sword domain is like the moon, and the sword intention is like water. The silver moon reflects on the water, which is very spectacular.

Only a powerful sword cultivator, or even a swordsman master, can perfectly match the sword domain with the sword intention.

Dong Gongyue held her fingers slightly apart.

"Dao Sword Mingyue Waterfall!"

The next moment, there was a waterfall of sword intent on the Silver Moon Sword. It is like a powerful sword formation.

To be able to exert the power of such a mammoth sword formation with one's own strength and in an understatement, Dong Gongyue's swordsmanship is considered to be top-notch.

The sword move fell, tearing a big hole in the surface of the demonic barrier.

Nangexue made moves at the same time.

But I saw his hands protruding from his big sleeves, and the fingers of his hands were moving flexibly, as if playing the strings of a piano.

Where his fingertips were playing, snow-white talismans swarmed out, covering the sky and the sun, like snow falling in winter.

"Tao Talismans are flying like snow."

The next moment, the snow-white talismans all over the sky turned into pieces of flying snow flowers the size of fists. Between each piece of flying snow, there is a white electric arc connecting it, forming a sky net, just like a huge Taoist talisman array.

Although formations using talismans are common, talisman formations like Nangexue's are extremely rare. Their mammoth appearance is more like a powerful formation that can only be controlled by dozens of people.

It can be seen from this that Nangexue can be called the top existence among Fu? Grandmasters.

The flying snow talisman array went straight towards the purple magic barrier opposite. Where it landed, countless Taoist spells were imprinted on the surface of the purple magic barrier, causing the power of the demonic spirits on the surface of the purple magic barrier to be instantly imprisoned.

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Two masters from the Tiangui Sect.

Grandma Wan looked at the changes on the surface of the demonic barrier in front of her. She narrowed her eyes first, then turned her head and said, "My old lady hasn't moved her tibia for a long time. Impermanent Haotian, we don't have to hold back."

Wuchang Haotian on the side responded quickly: "The demonic obstacle in front of you is extraordinary, so you should go all out."

The two of them each used magic techniques to activate their soul power and activate their soul realm.

Circles of white soul power ripples spread out from the center of Wu Chang Haotian's feet, and the powerful soul realm that a Dao Ming Realm monk should have immediately appeared. Wherever the ripples of soul power passed, the soil rolled, and white dry bones emerged from them. They were shaking, as if they came from hell, and they were extremely shocked.

The soul realm attribute displayed by Wu Chang Haotian is the ghost realm among the mutated soul realms, and his unique ghost realm is the ghost realm of bones.

On the other side, under Wan Po's feet, circles of earthy brown soul power ripples spread out in all directions. Wherever it passed, the soil instantly turned into a swamp, gurgling and gurgling like a yellow spring.

Similarly, Grandma Wan's soul realm attribute is also the ghost realm among the mutated soul realms, and her unique ghost realm is the underworld ghost realm.

At this moment, Wan Apo and Wuchang Haotian looked at each other, then pushed hard with their combined palms, and said loudly at the same time: "Soul Solution!"

A magical scene appeared.

The soul power fluctuations of the two coincided perfectly in an instant. The White Bone Ghost Realm and the Underworld Ghost Realm are superimposed, and the powerful soul realm instantly surpasses the level definition of a Dao Ming Realm monk, and is comparable to the existence of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Immediately afterwards, the two opened their mouths and spit out a ball of thunder. The two thunder balls merged into one place and turned into a white thunder ball that flew up.

The two of them fired their spells in succession, and the ghost spirit power in the ghost realm under their feet rushed wildly into the thunder ball.

Rumbling, the thunder ball became larger and more solid, and the thunder-attribute spiritual power inside it was compressed to the extreme, comparable to a strike from the thunder of heavenly tribulation.

"Ghost Escape Thunder Tribulation Strike!"

The next moment, the ball of thunder suddenly hit the purple magic barrier on the opposite side.

There was a loud bang, thunder, the sky collapsed, and a big pit suddenly collapsed on the surface of the purple magic barrier.

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