The ghostly spirits were filled with ghostly spirits in the air, and there were screams of ghostly spirits everywhere. As everyone stared at the ghostly spirits, bursts of doubts, pleasing and sighing, or even gloating..
"Aoah..."
The low dragon roar sounded like a distance, and the sound of such dragon roar gradually became louder. The ghost energy, one after another, was tangled in the hundreds of ghosts and demons like the Nine Nether Hell, revealing its sharpness.
"Look, there is light in the ghost energy."
I don’t know who practiced the magic of spiritual eyes in the crowd, but at first glance, I heard the ghost energy moving and screamed.
Hearing this, everyone's eyes looked at the rolling ghost energy. Sure enough, there was a trace of gray light coming from the ghost energy, and the gray light gradually became brighter.
The hundreds of ghosts and thousands of demons were actually blocked by the gray light and pushed them out little by little. Then, they saw shadows of the blue dragons floating inside the gray light.
The Canglong looked up to the sky and roared like thunder. When the Canglong was wrapped in the Canglong, Lan Feng suddenly revealed his figure. He was like an immortal king and was tangled in the air. He sat in the air with one thought, rejecting hundreds of ghosts and demons, and was as grand as a mountain.
Suddenly, Lan Feng's eyes blinked and opened, and the eyes were full of colorful ships. His big hands spread apart, and his five fingers opened and he grabbed two phantoms of the dragon in front of him.
Then he closed his hands and put them flat on his chest. A stream of rhymes swirled out, and the shadows of the dragons around him roared to the sky, and soared towards the four fields.
The gray light wrapped around the shadow of the Canglong suddenly rose, instantly shocking the demonic light and dissipating in the void.
The halo of the dantian rose and looked like a radius of two hundred meters. The disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect who were holding the magic weapon in his hand swung the magic weapon and attacked the ghosts and demons. Those who had no time to retreat were all bombarded by gray lights.
Some of him who have profound cultivation practices were just shaken away from the body of his magic weapon, and those with low cultivation were directly shaken to the point where blood and blood were stained with the sky, and they died on the spot.
"Do everything for me to die, die..." Lan Feng shouted to the sky, and the sound of swords sounded around him. Four ancient swords came out of his body, landed above his head and kept entangled together, fusing into a giant sword.
The giant sword was shining brightly as Lan Feng moved, and small swords came out of the giant sword and turned into waves of sword rain and bombarded the four fields.
“Ahhh…”
Then bursts of screams spread, and the disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect who were shocked by the halo of the dantian were severely injured and had no power to fight back under the sword rain. They were killed one by one by one by the sword rain.
Everyone showed a surprised expression again, staring at Lan Feng with their eyes tightly. They seemed to be looking at the devil again, and their eyes were full of panic.
"What kind of spiritual skill is this? It's so mysterious and powerful, and it's unknown at a glance." Emperor Nan muttered, looking at Zhang Yajing not far away, looking at him intentionally.
Among the ten of them, only Zhang Yajing, the woman, knew the most about these secret techniques and techniques, but he seemed to know that Zhang Yajing would not answer, so he didn't ask, and turned to look at Zi Feng.
"Don't ask me, I don't know." Zi Feng answered very simply, or in other words, those present counted that Zi Feng didn't care about the battlefield most. He always stared at Zhang Yajing, the cold girl, peeking, without even studying what kind of martial arts Lan Feng used.
"It should be the ancient clan's mental method left over from ancient times, but it is just a magical one." Fa Chan suddenly opened and said.
"Ancient martial arts?"
Upon hearing this, the demon disciples of the five major demon sects of the ten Taoist sects all looked at the little monk Fachan, and everyone was stunned.
"Haha... Little bald donkey, you decided that you were not dreaming. You went to the dream to look for the white and tender little nun in the nunnery." Suddenly, Ye Lingyun smiled charmingly.
Everyone laughed at it. All the people, including the ten Taoist disciples, felt that the little monk Fachan had this hobby. Only Chen Xiangyi and Zhang Yajing were present, standing there coldly, as if this matter had nothing to do with them.
They were watching the battle on the battlefield, and only here was what they wanted. As for the ancient martial arts that the little monk Fachan said, everyone smiled and threw it behind.
In ancient times, demons were rampant and the human race was weak. Many of the spiritual techniques and techniques were copied from the demon races and did not have their own characteristics.
After the demon tribes were sealed by them, the human martial arts sects stood up and entered the Taoist sect, and the three thousand great roads were in the era of the struggle.
After the ancient times, the human race entered the era when the human race established the Tao and the venerable established the Tao. It was not until then that the human race developed, and some powerful geniuses and countless martial arts appeared everywhere.
Over Wangwu Mountain
"Madman, don't be mad, wait for me to kill you."
Mo Yuntian, who had been brewing the supreme demon shadow in the void, looked indifferent when he saw his subordinates die tragically.
His expression turned gloomy at this moment, and every action was filled with a sense of murderous thought of a demon, a kind of killing thousands of creatures and a million floating corpses.
With the Taotian Demon in his body, the Demon Yuntian moved, and a huge demon shadow appeared all over his body. The demon looked like a physical appearance, with a hideous expression and a wide-haired teeth on his mouth. Standing there, it was like a black hill.
Suddenly, the Demon Shadow slowly raised his big hands and raised them high. Suddenly, the entire spiritual energy of Zhoutian was absorbed by him, and a buzzing sound. The Demon Shadow's big hands fell down, and the entire void swayed, as if it was about to collapse.
The demon shadow hit the ground, but when he heard a loud "boom", he directly talked about the light of the giant sword bombarding, and divided it into four ancient swords.
The four ancient swords turned into four rays of light as soon as they appeared, and flew out towards Lan Feng.
Mo Yuntian snorted, and with a thought, the magic hand shook the four ancient swords into his hand, "hiss..." The ancient sword struggled fiercely, but could not struggle out.
Lan Feng fell below, and the spiritual consciousness lost the flesh-like feeling of the ancient sword for a moment. He felt that his heart suddenly became heavy.
"Sister Yuncai..." Lan Feng called out unconsciously in his heart. He seemed to have recalled the scenes of the past. Yuncai was domineering the nine heavens and ten earths, looking down at the heroes in the sky.
"Shit..."
Just as Lan Feng called out so gently, the ancient sword suddenly burst out with a sensual sword energy. The sword energy was soaring to the clouds, and the demon hands were shaken slightly. The four ancient swords fell into a row and trembled gently. Each ancient sword on the ancient sword revealed a female figure who was talking about.
The phantom was very weak, but it had a sense of desolation in the eyes of the heroes, and an invincible aura with me. The phantom of the woman appeared like a thought, and the ancient sword shook out, flew out, and directly penetrated the demon hand into several holes, turning into four rays of light and scattered into Lan Feng's eyebrows.
“Oh…”
The demon shadow screamed twice, and was extremely angry. His big hand slashed across the sky, and his big hand moved thousands of feet away, and then he slapped Lan Feng.
Lan Feng's expression changed, but he had no time to block the enemy or escaped. He was directly hit and flew into the air, hitting the upper peak of Banduanling Mountain with a "boom..." and smashing the mountain into a big pit.
Everyone widened their eyes at the sight and turned their eyes to Lan Feng again.
"It should be really dead this time."
Many students in colleges think so, muttering.
However, the monster disciples of the five great demon sects of the ten Taoist sects did not say anything about Lan Feng, but turned to Mo Yuntian, with a look of surprise in their eyes and muttering in their mouths.
"Is this the immortal demon body left by ancient times?"
"I have only seen ancient records, but I have never heard of them. I really have such an immortal demon body."
"This lost magic trick actually appeared. This time Lan Feng was really going to die. The immortal demon body was almost invincible, and it slashed and reborn, an immortal existence."
Obviously, the Immortal Demon Body is a kind of supreme demonic skill in the Demonic Way. With Taotian’s demon thoughts, they turn with one thought. The demon shadows are all refined, and the demon thoughts are entangled, and they will be reborn after nine deaths. If they are not thoughts, they will be destroyed. There are all my demon shadows.
"Aoah..."
Flashes of dragon roars came from the mountain, and then a bloody dragon broke through the mountain and jumped out, pounced towards the demon shadow.
The blood-colored blue dragon was transformed into a blood map, and the blood eyes were full of thick killing. Wherever they passed, the blood dragon suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of red demon fire.
Although there is little blood-red demon fire, it can burn all the existence of all things in the world. One side of the demon shadow's head was entangled with blood-red demon fire but was burned little by little.
"Heaven and Earth Fire?"
When one side saw this blood-red demon fire, everyone screamed in a lost voice. Only this fire can burn the immortal demon body without regenerating.
It is indeed worthy of being the fire seed of heaven and earth. It burns all the things in heaven and earth as soon as it appears, and exists in a faint state.
"Hahaha………"
Mo Yuntian suddenly laughed, and no longer condensed the demon head. Instead, a thought turned into a demon light and surged into his body. In an instant, his eyes became blue like a demon ship, with a gloomy aura.
He raised his head and looked at it, and when he raised his big hand, he slapped it several feet away, and then he heard a "boom" sound and directly slapped the blood-colored dragon body.
"Aoah..."
The blood-colored blue dragon's body shook, and was shot and stopped like a few feet away. At this time, the blood-colored blue dragon roared towards the sky like thunder. The dragon's body shook, but it was actually shook out of the wind.
Then the blood-colored Cyan Dragon transformed into a blood map, and then another call turned into a primitive blood pool. When the blood pool appeared, the blood light shone in the sky, and the soul-sucking power of the soul-sucking devouring power rushed out, shaking the four fields, as if it was about to absorb everything in the four fields around the world and swallow it into the body.
Lan Feng stood half-stand in the void a little blankly. He felt like he could not understand clearly. This was an existence that had never existed. The blood pool actually shook himself out without fear of the halo of the dantian. (To be continued.)