"That Taoist, what kind of trick did you use to trap us here?"

The White Plague Ghost General looked around at the moment when he was the only one left, and the short-bearded Taoist in front of him, and couldn't help but ask loudly.

"Quickly let us go and capture you, otherwise grandpa will chop you into two pieces, and your soul will be infected with a plague, making you unable to live or die."

"The evil spirits from the underworld dare to come to the world of the earth to do harm. Look, a certain family will behead you as a ghost to drink."

Yan Chixia's eyes widened when she heard this, she cursed, she wrapped her sword and struck at him.

The Five Ghost Kings were able to stand out on the Yin Mountain with their five generals and 50,000 ghost soldiers. They were highly valued by the Ghost King of Yin Mountain, so the plague ghosts under their command were naturally extraordinary.

Facing the sword light, the white plague ghost drew out his sword and faced him, shouting the same curse.

"Grandpa is afraid of you!"

"Qiang!"

Yan Chixia's body and sword light struck together with the sword in his hand, only to hear a loud noise.

He felt a huge force coming from him, knocking him backwards for a hundred feet, and he could hardly hold the sword technique in his hand.

"Hmph, this evil ghost has integrated the power of all the ghosts in the ghost formation, and it is so ferocious..."

Although Yan Chixia's sword light was repelled, the White Plague Ghost was not feeling well and the sword in his hand swung.

Dozens of ghost soldiers in the ghost formation behind him could not withstand the force and were shaken away.

The white plague ghost shook the sword in his hand, and the numbness on his hand disappeared, he looked at Yan Chixia and smiled.

"Good Taoist, it seems you were the one who injured the Black Plague Ghost Array before.

Good swordsman, if I refine you, I'm afraid the strength of Grandpa's White Plague Formation will be greatly increased."

After saying it fits, he will rush towards the big formation behind him.

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

This is a transformation ability of the Five Plagues Ghost Formation. Each formation can transform into the corresponding ghost and god general.

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

This way, it will not be affected by the counter-shock force and capture it.

However, Yan Chixia was also unambiguous. Seeing him like this, she didn't know his plan.

But if the enemy wants to do this, it cannot be done to their satisfaction. Naturally, they must be stopped.

Then he pointed his fingers parallel to each other like a sword, then used the sword formula and shouted loudly.

"Wherever the Gang Qi points, the sword transforms into all directions and scatters!"

Buzz!!

I saw the flying sword beside him making a buzzing sound, and then the sword light expanded and continued to divide.

Soon it turned into a rain of swords that filled the sky, and was shot out with the force of his sword technique.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

"Um?"

The White Plague Ghost 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 as soon as he turned his head, he saw sword light coming like rain, and he suddenly looked shocked.

He hurriedly danced the sword in his hand like a windmill, blocking the light of the sword.

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.

"Ahhhh..."

Just as he was wondering, he heard screams coming from the ghost formation behind him, continuously.

"No, you dare to harm my ghost soldiers!"

Seeing the sword light passing by and smashing the formation into pieces, the White Plague Ghost didn't even bother to block the sword light.

He turned around and rushed towards the ghost formation, but before he could take action, another change occurred.

"Crash la la la..."

A jingling sound was heard, and countless scarlet chains flew from the void, rushing into the formation along the gaps cut by the sword light.

While flying, those ghost soldiers were stained with a layer of red mist whenever they touched it, and then kept wailing.

Soon the red mist invaded the whole body, turning the ghost soldiers into streaks of red light and flying back to the chain.

Chain buckles were added to it, adding a bit more power.

For a moment, the ghost soldiers in the formation were unable to escape, and in a panic, they dispersed the formation.

The sword light and the chain pursued the victory, the sword light cut comprehensively, and used the chain as a net to divide the entire formation into pieces.

The White Plague Ghost's complexion suddenly changed, and at the same time he noticed that the power he borrowed from the ghost formation was suddenly reduced like a flood.

No longer hesitating, he rushed towards one party to break up the formation and shouted loudly.

"combine!"

Then he saw the ghost soldiers around him turn into white air and rush toward him, drowning him.

In an instant, the fog cleared again, revealing the body of a thirty-foot-tall ghost and god general.

The White Plague Ghost controlled the transformation of the general's body and saw Yan Chixia continuously sending out sword light to strangle the other ghost soldiers.

He couldn't help but be so angry that sparks shot out from his eyes and nose, and he shouted angrily.

"You're a Taoist, you've gone too far to bully me."

However, he didn't try to stop him. Instead, he threw himself towards the rows of ghost soldiers trapped by demon chains.

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

This is because he knew in his heart that without the help of a large formation, he would not be able to match this swordsman on his own.

But what he didn't notice was that mottled red mist followed those ghost soldiers and entered his body.

After a while, both sides were killing ghosts and collecting ghosts at the same time.

As the ghost soldiers became fewer and fewer, one person and one ghost also bumped into each other.

"Rogue Taoist, if I kill so many ghost soldiers, I will make you want to die!"

At this time, the tall, giant-like White Plague Ghost looked down at the tiny Yan Chixia beneath him.

With an angry shout, he picked up a sword of the same size in his hand and struck it down.

"boom!"

When the sword struck, it made a roar like a mountain falling to the ground.

Seeing how powerful it was, Yan Chixia didn't dare to resist it, so she turned into sword light to avoid it.

Then the sword light turned and rushed towards the white plague ghost general's waist like a horse.

However, this ghost god general looked tall and strong, but not bloated. He flexibly turned the sword in his hand and blocked it at his waist.

"Qiang!"

A sound of gold and iron echoed in the space.

Although the white plague ghost blocked the sword light, the force on it shook away dozens of ghost soldiers in the body, turning them into ghosts and drifting away.

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Yan Chixia, on the other hand, was unyielding when she gained the upper hand. The light of her sword rotated like a shooting star, slashing towards the general from time to time.

He didn't seek a quick victory, he just cut his flesh with a slow knife and killed the ghost soldiers in his body bit by bit.

After fighting for a while, Yan Chixia looked at the unstoppable situation, fearing that something had happened to the ghost formation that no one on the other two sides could deal with.

Just when he was about to use the secret killing technique, he saw mottled red mist appearing above the body of the ghost and god who was completely white. He knew that it was the result of a large array of contamination.

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

Once activated, if the attack fails to achieve full power, one may be in danger of physical injury. Now that a large formation is available to help, one can naturally be safe.

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

"That swordsman, let's fight again!"

When the White Plague Ghost saw him retreating temporarily, although he shouted loudly, he was still on guard in his heart.

Now the power of the formation has been reduced by half, and as ghost soldiers continue to be killed by Yan Chixia, the formation is getting weaker and weaker.

Although the Plague Sword in his hand could spread plague, he was always surrounded by the sword's light, but his own plague could not infect the sword's light.

Seeing him dissipate the sword light at this time, his heart suddenly moved.

He stretched out his hand to take off the bag of plague from his waist, intending to take the opportunity to assassinate him.

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