Chapter 634 Rakshasa Ghost Emperor

With the news of the Yinfeng Hell, a huge uproar soon caused on the spiritual continent.

As the leader of the hell in all directions, whether it is its harsh natural environment or the many vicious monsters lurking in the mountains, it is enough to discourage too many spiritual practitioners. In the past, some people tried to establish a base here, but in the end they returned empty-handed, and more so the soul was cut off from the cliff.

Therefore, there are many curious people about this legendary figure who "can be able to do what his predecessors cannot" and they all hope to see his true face.

But the initial shock of the crowd was not over yet, and soon they discovered that the new owner of the Yinfeng Hell seemed to be satisfied with the territory in his hands, but his invasion was expanding towards the outside world.

In a few months, the name of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor has become well known.

Leading the "Yin and Yang Evils" of the left and right guardians, as well as a group of monsters from the Yinfeng Hell, he traveled all over the country with iron hooves. Sects fell in his hands, and all sides came to surrender. With his overwhelming strength, the majesty created by blood and fire, the popularity of fame, and the vast power, they are already vaguely comparable to many old-fashioned strong men.

In the central region, a sect.

The formation of the sect protection sect has been broken, and there are all the disciples who are killed and injured. Under the throne of the sect leader, the Yin and Yang evil spirits each hold weapons and stand on the left and right. But at this time, in the eyes of the sect leader who is covered with bruises, there is no blood in the hall. His straight eyes are always locked in the figure surrounded by the middle, like a demon god.

The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor had no emotion in his eyes, and stood proudly in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, as if he had existed just for the sake of killing since his birth.

"Snatch your hands and leave your body."

The sect leader gasped deeply, and finally shouted in despair: "Don't think about it!" The sleeve robe suddenly waved, "Golden Bell Tower, seal it!"

The corner of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor slowly raised a cold feeling, but he did not dodge or avoid it, allowing the coiled golden light to rotate around him. The golden light blocked layer by layer, and in a blink of an eye, it formed a tall golden tower, and the arrogant Raksha Ghost Emperor was completely suppressed in the tower.

The whole process went so smoothly that even the sect leader was stunned for a while. But soon, he burst into laughter.

"This Golden Bell Tower is a kind of bondage treasure. Even a strong man from Tongtian Realm will never be able to escape once he falls into it! Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, you are too arrogant, hahaha..."

But at this time, all the monsters in the hall were not shocked. The Yin and Yang evil spirits glanced at him, with a kind of sarcastic pity. Finally, even the sect leader noticed the abnormality, put away his smile, and his spiritual power surged again.

At this moment, a dark light suddenly flashed in the Golden Bell Tower. The next moment, the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor was already standing outside the tower coldly. He walked slowly towards the sect leader with a cold feeling like a god of death.

"This is impossible!" The sect leader cried out in horror, "How could my Golden Bell Tower not be able to lock you up?"

This is also the last sentence he asked.

The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor sneered slightly: "Take all your questions, go to hell!" His arm suddenly stumbled and twisted his neck neatly.

The Yin and Yang evil spirits stepped forward and put away the Golden Bell Tower. A group of monsters rushed out, busy plundering the treasures in the sect. The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, who was leaving, lowered his head slightly when he stepped out of the threshold, stared at a cross-shaped golden needle in his hand, which was filled with cold and bloodthirsty eyes for a long time, and a rare trace of warmth flashed through him.

Another sect dozens of miles away.

The lips were dead and the teeth were cold. According to the attack route of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, as the sects ahead fell one after another, the enemies would also enter their own mountain gate in a blink of an eye. Therefore, when the troops in the Yinfeng Hell were showing off their power, the sect was already frightened and sent several scouts to investigate the battle reports ahead at any time.

In the hall, an elder was walking back and forth with his hands on his back. Obviously, every message he sent back made them worried.

Just as the entire sect was filled with mist, a minion wearing plain clothes and green scarf rushed in quickly. The elders turned their eyes at the same time, with expectations and fear in their eyes.

An elder with the highest rank took the initiative to face him: "How is the battle on the front line? Hurry up, talk!"

The minion knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and replied: "According to the survivor's return, the strength of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor may be..." At this point, he suddenly stopped strangely, as if he was tabooing something.

"Where is his strength? Say it!" Another elder rushed forward and pulled him up, his voice uncontrollably rising.

The minion swallowed, looked at the elder's concerning gaze, and finally answered slowly:

“…The peak of the third level of Tongtian!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the seat was shocked.

As we all know, once you rush through the clouds and fog and rise to the Tongtian Realm, it is equivalent to one foot entering the threshold of a truly powerful person on the spiritual continent. This realm is completely different from the previous Qi Refining Realm.

The Tongtian Realm is divided into three levels, breaking through the gate of Xuanpin, the true qi turns into liquid, gushing into a spring, penetrates through the purple palace, and yin and yang begin to appear. The magical powers are in the heaven and earth, and the air is in the air, and the initial understanding of one's own body.

And further up, there are the three realms of Nirvana that exist only in the legend. The soul power and the true qi blend together, the dragon and tiger converge, the yin and yang permeate, the heaven and earth merge, and the golden elixir is nurtured.

However, this realm is too domineering and takes away the fortune of heaven and earth. The heaven is about to destroy three disasters, saying: Heavenly thunder disasters can destroy the body; Yin fires can eliminate the soul; Feng wind disasters can eliminate the body and soul, erase the traces of existence, and the six paths will not exist. If you can survive, you will live for more than a thousand years. If you can’t pass it, you will be eliminated from heaven and earth.

"No one has reached the Nirvana Realm for a long time..." Recalling these secret legends, an elder's body trembled violently, his legs became weak, and he fell into the chair behind him. "Many old monsters who have stayed at the peak of the third level of Tongtian for a long time have finally heard of the name. Never heard of this Rakshasa Ghost Emperor?"

Another elder stroked his chin: "Can he call himself the Ghost Emperor? Is it a hidden old monster in the ghost world?"

This speculation attracted more questions from the elders: "We in the world of life and the ghost world once signed a non-aggression treaty. If we were strong people in the ghost world, how could we dare to easily violate my world?"

At this time, an elder looked at the jade slip in his hand and raised his head again, his face turned pale as if dead.

“There are even more amazing things in the intelligence.”

"What else can be more amazing than his third-level peak in Tongtian?" This time, there was little response in the hall. After all, their situation was "no worries if you have too much debt". They couldn't deal with a third-level peak in Tongtian. Even behind him, there were a group of third-level peak in Tongtian, which would not make them worse.

The elder wiped the sweat from his head: "He is only in his twenties." He was afraid that the news would not attract the attention of his colleagues, so he quickly added, "It is not superficial age, but real age."

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The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor did not look at him any more, and glanced at him: "Sen Cang."

A cold man in white walked forward and bowed to respond, "Here, what are the instructions of the Ghost Emperor?"

He was the white wolf monster in the Yinfeng Hell, and the number one vanguard under the command of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor.

The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor smiled coldly, and his eyes swept through the trembling crowd around him. The absolute arrogance and cruelty were as if he was just looking at a group of dead people.

When he spoke again, word by word, his fierceness was revealed.

"Kill them all."

No longer paying attention to the wailing and blood behind him, the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor slowly stepped out of the hall, placing his robe on the tiles and dragging it all the way, cold and arrogant, just like he did when he first stepped into this sect.

The supreme and respectful majesty still lingers inside and outside the sect and is about to sweep the entire continent.

The screening has ended, and the elders gathered in front of the crystal ball are still shocked for a long time.

Finally, a short-bearded elder spoke hesitantly: "At a young age, he was born out of nowhere, invincible in the world, and he was also cruel and ruthless... This reminded me of the Lord of Jiuyou Palace back then."

When the name of the taboo was mentioned, everyone gasped. They would not forget how many blood disasters have been left under the rule of the Jiuyou Palace over the past thousand years. That person, he stood at the highest point, said the same thing, treating the lives of sentient beings like grass... Is it possible that a second Jiuyou Palace master will appear in this world in a thousand years?

"How can you let others sleep soundly on the side of the bed..." In despair, the white-bearded elder sighed, "If he is really too arrogant, even Jiuyou Palace will not ignore him."

However, his words brought about a deeper despair.

"Are we just count on violence now?"

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"Sect Protecting Sect Formation, hold on!" The sect leader shouted at the top of his lungs, and his elders also tried their best to transport spiritual power into the formation.

I don’t know how many similar scenes or how many fallen sects are. But no matter how many lessons come before you, you still have to fight to the point of death.

The attack of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor collided fiercely with the protection sect formation. After a shocking spiritual pressure poured out, he swept down a large number of ordinary disciples in the sect, and the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, but the formation still existed, and the formation patterns flowed, emitting a faint light.

The sect leader had already fallen into his desperate eyes, and a sudden look of joy surged.

Blocked...it actually blocked the attack of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor! Can they become the first survivors under this evil star?

The formation showed its power, and the sects' morale was greatly boosted. In contrast, the Yin and Yang Evils and Sen Cang's faces gradually showed a bit of solemnity.

The sect in front of them is different from the third-rate forces they attacked before. There are several elders in the sect who are in charge. With their current strength, is it really too forced?

However, in the eyes of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, there was still a sense of indifference. This indifference is spreading into a form of murderous intent.

"Ha, congratulations on the dawn of hell. Get ready to taste this feast of death!"

He raised his hand and wiggled it in front of him. Through the slightly scattered fingers, everyone could vaguely see that his entire pupil gradually turned into a complete blood red.

A wave of extremely cold surged out of thin air, covering his body, making him look like a ghost.

It seems that something that has been sleeping for a long time is about to be reborn.
Chapter completed!