This sword directly caused the energy of heaven and earth in the fragmented space to move. Just one swing affected the stability of the space.
Moreover, this move also implies a great magical power, which deprives the evil ghost of all its mobility, making it impossible for him to hide even if he wants to.
Because this is a sanction from God!
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die! I'm Ning Tu!"
The evil ghost transformed by Ning Tu roared, and he naturally recognized it as the famous Samadhi True Fire, which was fatal to souls and ghosts.
If he were at his peak, he would naturally be able to easily deal with the Samadhi True Fire and the power of Zhu Rong.
But now that he has transformed into an evil ghost, he is still at the end of his strength and his strength has been greatly weakened. How can he deal with this terrible flame!
"He used the Hunyuanbao Umbrella to delay time, just to delay time and let my soul completely transform into a ghost! This person has such a terrible plan!"
The monk's soul wanders between heaven and earth when the physical body is destroyed. If it never finds a physical body to store it, it will slowly dissipate into the six realms.
Ning Tu's soul is extremely strong and will not be affected even if it floats for several years, but the suppression of the ghost by the vitality of heaven and earth will reduce his strength a lot.
In order to win the battle quickly, he directly used secret techniques to transform himself into a ghost body, becoming a being similar to a ghost cultivator, so that he could maximize his combat effectiveness.
Once it is tainted with the evil spirit, the lethality of this Samadhi True Fire will increase to a level that is impossible to resist.
The evil ghost quickly concentrated all his power, and the eight magic weapons in his hands emitted light, which condensed into a line and was absorbed by the full moon behind him.
A black lightning bolt dozens of feet long struck out from the full moon and collided with the green fire sword.
The burst of energy caused distortion in the space.
But the black lightning couldn't compete with the green fire sword, and soon it collapsed into tiny sparks.
"You brat, you ant! I want you to die with me!"
The true fire of Samadhi passed through the evil ghost's body, and most of his body immediately dissipated, just like spring snow meeting the sun and melting directly.
The other parts of his body turned into black smoke and rushed towards Muchen.
But under the power of the flame giant, these black smoke can only wait to die.
With a bang, the black smoke completely disappeared.
The last mark of this powerful Hedao-stage demon cultivator in the world has also been erased.
After the flame giant killed the evil ghost, it turned into dots of fire and disappeared completely.
The bead transformed by the Samadhi True Fire also flew back. Muchen opened his mouth and swallowed the bead.
"Um?"
Muchen was stunned, there seemed to be something else in this Samadhi True Fire.
"Thank you very much!"
Muchen glanced towards the sky, and just as he was about to move, his vision went dark and he almost fell down.
"Master, you have opened the domain for too long and have reached the limit! Adjust your breath quickly!"
The female doll spirit of the Flame Talisman held Muchen and shook it, trying to get him to rest.
Muchen sighed, glanced at the fragmented space, and frowned.
"I have successfully solved it here, but I don't know what happened outside. This time I used the field to damage the true essence. Not only will my life be shortened for a hundred years, but I will also have to recuperate for a long time before I can return to my peak. This fragmented space must be completely destroyed before I can get out.
…”
After the torment just now, the fragmented space is a little unstable, but it is still far from complete collapse.
After Muchen thought for a while, he sat cross-legged. He must recover as quickly as possible and then rush out to help them!
…
Kalala!
A huge crack appeared on the mask. Although the mask was constantly being repaired, the powerful offensive of the demon cultivators had doomed the formation to collapse.
"You ants have caused us to waste so much time here. I will turn you all into my slaves soon!!"
The arrogant voices of the demon cultivators came from the light barrier, but the soldiers from the two tribes in Nanmingzhou under the formation just looked at them coldly.
Heavenly fire flew out from the monks and stood above everyone.
"Everyone!"
He said loudly, his eyes scanning everyone, his eyes hot and firm.
"I know you all have your own thoughts in your heart, because the enemy we are about to face is so terrifying."
"But each of us has a reason to fight, and we all know who we are fighting for!"
He pointed at himself and said: "I come from the Skyfire Continent, a continent invaded and enslaved by the Taiyin Demon Sect! I stand here, not for myself, but for everyone on the Skyfire Continent, every dead person, every person
Wrong soul!"
He pointed his finger at the extraordinary ones:
"In addition to Avengers like me, there are also warriors who are willing to fight to the death for their homeland! No matter what their cultivation level, qualifications, or strength, their courage must be unmatched, because they did not hesitate to fall and fight
Choosing the latter, I know very well how difficult it is to make such a choice, they must be brave!"
He pointed at the monsters:
"The warriors standing here today are all different. These foreign warriors are the best example. They are actually no different from us. We fight for our families and ourselves, and so do they! Although there are barriers between the two races,
They are all lives of flesh and blood!”
"And outside the formation, there is another person who could have chosen to leave, but he has entangled the most powerful Hedao stage expert for us!"
"At this moment, there is no distinction between high and low, no race, we have only one purpose!"
He finally pointed at the demon cultivators outside the light shield:
"Then kill them all! Guard Nanming!"
Tianhuo raised his arms and shouted:
"Born in Nanming, died in Nanming!"
One call, hundreds of responses!
No matter the human race or monster race, they shouted with all their strength:
"Born in Nanming, died in Nanming!"
boom!
The light shield shattered at the same time, and countless fragments turned into auras as they fell, falling on the roaring Nanming warriors.
"Kill me...kill!"
Tianhuo roared angrily and rushed out first. Three groups of light, green, blue, and orange, appeared behind his head.
"A bunch of ants, what are you barking at here? Just accept your death!"
The demonic cultivators cast spells together, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the demonic energy covered the sky and the sun, like a catastrophe, pressing downwards.
Tianhuo raised his hands and tried his best to block the demonic energy, but he felt that there was a mountain pressing on top of him.
His throat felt sweet and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Thumb thump thump!
Several more spiritual lights lit up around Tianhuo, and he immediately felt that the pressure above him became lighter.
Tianhuo turned around and saw that it was the other members of Zhui.
"Brothers, we have finally waited for today, let's give it a try!"
Tianhuo spit out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue and drew a talisman in the void in front of him.