When Yang Tuo was about to step out of the scroll, a lot of black mist appeared from around the scroll.
The black mist gave people a cold and ominous feeling, and there was something strange about it. Countless black mist covered the cracks, and even Yang Tuo couldn't see through them.
As the black fog spreads, the entire world in the painting seems to have been cast into a haze. It was still evening, but it suddenly entered the middle of the night.
Seeing the changes in the field, Yang Tuo couldn't help but stop. He carefully observed his surroundings. As the black mist enveloped him, some shadows slowly emerged from the black mist.
These figures seemed to be real or imaginary, and there was something vaguely strange about them, and there were also rustling sounds that kept coming to my ears.
In such a situation, it was the mastermind behind the scenes who was activating the magic weapon. When Yang Tuo saw this, his body shook, and countless small sword energy spurted out from the 48,000 pores around his body.
The sword energy formed a sword field around him. This sword field isolated the surrounding black mist, preventing it from affecting him.
Yang Tuo isolated the surrounding black mist, but could still feel a ghostly atmosphere.
Looking at this small village again, it is no longer the quiet and peaceful place with the smoke coming from the cooking stoves. It has become a bit eerie, almost like a ghost village.
There were many figures in the village. While Yang Tuo was observing, a figure rose from the ground. The figure slowly appeared behind Yang Tuo. It looked very old.
His weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles as deep as ravines. He was wearing a set of old clothes, and his eyes were filled with darkness.
The old man appeared from behind Yang Tuo, stretched out his old arms, and was about to attack from behind. Yang Tuo seemed to feel something, and turned back suddenly.
As his eyes opened and closed, a gaze shot out. The old man behind him was struck by the sword and exploded into a ball of black mist.
The black mist flowed and condensed again not far away. Yang Tuo took a closer look and saw that the old man was exuding a cold aura, but he was a fierce ghost.
This fierce ghost's cultivation level is not low, and he has already entered the ranks of ghosts and immortals. As the saying goes, pure yang is an immortal, and pure yin is a ghost.
Even if he is a ghost immortal, he is still surrounded by yin energy. Although this old man has entered the realm of ghost immortals, he is still not good enough in front of Yang Tuo.
The Ghost Immortal has lost his body and is the lowest among the Five Immortals in the same realm. Yang Tuo is a Sword Immortal and his combat power is astonishing.
Although this old man is a ghost immortal, he is just a scattered figure and does not belong to the true stream. Even the sword intent in Yang Tuo's eyes could not resist and directly scattered his figure.
However, although he was severely injured, his life was not in danger. The old man's figure re-consolidated not far away, and then opened his mouth.
It let out a strange roar, its sound was shrill and shrill, like the wail of an evil ghost.
As the old man's roar came out, it was like a stone dropped on the calm lake surface, causing ripples on the lake surface.
Then, countless ghosts emerged from the void, and figures in the black mist in the distance kept gathering towards him.
At this time, figures were gathering from all directions. There were men and women, old and young, all with strange figures, and they came and went silently.
Yang Tuofa's eyes were wide open and he looked around. These figures were all ghosts and ghosts, and their cultivation levels ranged from high to low.
For those with high cultivation, even Yang Tuo can feel some pressure. For those with low cultivation, like the old man, he has entered the realm of Sanxian.
There are many figures, no fewer than hundreds of them. Their figures float, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, which is breathtaking.
Although there were many Li Gui Yinghuns and their cultivation levels were not low, Yang Tuo did not show any signs of panic.
After all, he is a person who has entered Daluo. Even if this clone has just become a golden immortal, it is not something that a mere evil ghost can intimidate.
Although there are many evil ghosts, the highest they can reach is the Golden Immortal Realm. From this point of view, the cultivation level of the people behind the scenes is also too high.
At most, he is no more than a Taiyi monk. With such a level of cultivation, even if this clone is no more than a Golden Immortal, he is not the same.
Before the ghosts could even approach, there were already various sounds of ghosts crying and howling. This sound was captivating and breathtaking.
The sword in Yang Tuo's body hummed softly, shaking away the sound of the cries of ghosts and gods. His magic power was circulating, using his hand as a sword, the magic power was flowing, and the sword energy was flowing horizontally.
These fierce ghosts can transform into reality and reality, flickering in and out. However, Yang Tuo's sword energy doesn't care about that much.
Regardless of whether you are light or dark, virtual or real, you are all surrounded by sword energy. At this moment, it seems like ten thousand swords are coming out.
In just an instant, the ghosts and ghosts around them were shattered together with the black mist. Even the evil ghosts in the Golden Immortal Realm were not exposed to more than a few sword energy.
However, the black mist in this space seems to be born and destroyed, endless. Even if Yang Tuo smashes it, it will be regenerated.
As the black mist refilled the space, the shattered evil ghosts also reappeared. After the evil ghosts regrouped, they began to kill Yang Tuo again.
However, before he could get closer, he was shattered by the sword energy again. Just like that, the evil ghost was shattered into pieces and reappeared, as if Yang Tuo's attack had no effect at all.
Yang Tuo understood that these evil ghosts were not the original body, but the evolution of this magic weapon. As long as the black mist in the space did not disappear, they would not die.
Before Yang Tuo could adjust the magic formula, another change occurred in this space. It should be the person behind the scenes. Seeing that hundreds of ghosts could not hurt him at all, he triggered a deeper change in the magic weapon.
After the hundreds of evil ghosts were regenerated, they no longer attacked. Instead, they gathered into a group in the black mist.
The black mist kept twisting and entangled, and actually merged continuously. Finally, the black mist dispersed, and a tall ghost king with a single horn and hundreds of ghost faces on his chest appeared in front of him.
This ghost king is several feet tall, surrounded by evil spirits, with hideous and terrifying faces, struggling and roaring on his chest!
Yang Tuo's sword energy hit him, but it only opened some small wounds on his body. As the black mist surged, he quickly recovered.
At this time, Yang Tuo just got some energy, and his magic formula changed. The sword energy no longer divided, but also gathered together to form a huge sword energy.
Yang Tuo pointed to the sword, moved his finger, and the sword energy flowed down from top to bottom, and struck the Ghost King headlong with one strike.
Not to be outdone, the one-horned ghost king roared, black mist gathered in his hand, and in an instant, a three-pronged steel fork appeared in his hand.
The Ghost King raised the steel fork in front of him. The sword energy struck the steel fork, and an infinite wave of energy erupted.
Only the sound of "rumbling" was heard, and the air waves continued to explode. The ghost king was extremely powerful, roared, and raised his blue-gray arms with force.
The two collided, and the sword energy exploded involuntarily. Although the sword energy was sharp, it was not as strong as the flying sword after all.
This ghost king has gathered the power of hundreds of ghosts, and he is probably already at the Taiyi realm. Yang Tuo cannot easily win with his sword energy alone.
Even so, he was still unwilling to use the Tiandu Sword behind him. The Tiandu Sword was extremely powerful and extremely sharp.
This ghost king is nothing more than a complex aggregation. If the Tiandu Sword is used here, I am afraid that the treasure will be covered in dust.
When he simply left the Fire Cloud Cave, he not only brought this flying sword with him, but also the male and female swords refined from the body of a dragon.
Male and female swords, the swords are divided into male and female, but they are two flying swords combined into one.
Runes loom on the blade of the sword, with images of the sun, moon and stars. It is specifically used to subjugate demons and eliminate evil, and to eliminate evil.