Hundreds of ghost immortals surrounded Zhuge Buliang, their swords were at war with each other, and the atmosphere became obviously sharp. The leader of the ghost immortals shouted: "I don't care who you are? But since you help the rebels in hell, you will die. End
Formation!"
At the command of the leader of the ghost immortals, hundreds of ghost immortals criss-crossed in the air and surrounded Zhuge Buliang. A strong soul power erupted from the bodies of the hundreds of ghost immortals, and they went up.
Hundreds of white lights flew out from the heavenly spirit caps of these ghosts and immortals, intertwining into a huge formation and covering Zhuge Buliang.
In the formation diagram, the terrifying soul power current surged as fast as a surging river. This momentum made even Zhuge Buliang frown. Because he felt that the attack of this formation diagram was enough to compete with a Fatai Xu.
The cultivators in this realm are more beautiful than others.
"Boom!"
The formation diagram shrouded down, and the soul power tide flooded the heaven and earth, spreading towards Zhuge Buliang.[
"open!"
Zhuge Buliang punched out his fist, purple energy spurted out, turned into a purple true dragon and flew out, rushing towards the formation. The peak-level dragon swirling power exploded in the formation, causing the entire formation to vibrate and sway unsteadily.
.But it is still difficult to avoid this offensive.
At this time, a loud dragon roar sounded from the bricks, and a golden dragon flew out and wrapped around the bricks. The bricks turned into a celestial monument and were slapped up.
"Boom!"
The formation diagram was pressed down, and the bricks bombarded it, like thunder shaking the sky drum, the formation diagram shook violently, and the strong soul power eroded towards Zhuge Buliang.
Almost at the same time, the purple energy in Zhuge Buliang's body surged out to compete with this powerful soul power. The purple energy formed a nebula vortex above Zhuge Buliang's head, and the gushing soul power was continuously absorbed by the nebula.
The vortex sucked it in.
"Spiritual power! This person is indeed not a cultivator of my ghost realm." The ghost immortal leader shrank his eyes and stared closely at the purple spiritual power surging out of Zhuge Buliang's body.
"Break it!" Zhuge Buliang slapped the pressed formation diagram several times with his face, then waved his big hand, and a big purple palm flew out, tearing the formation diagram into two halves with his bare hands.
The soul power in the picture was also sucked in by the nebula vortex above Zhuge Buliang's head.
"No! Form another formation!" The ghost fairy calmed down and said loudly.
He had already seen that Zhuge Buliang's cultivation was extraordinary, and it was difficult for people like him to compete with him, so he could only form a large formation to trap him and wait for rescue.
But how could Zhuge Buliang give him a chance? The brick in his hand shook, and the golden chain connected to the brick rattled. One end of the chain was grasped by Zhuge Buliang, and the brick was struck by him like a meteor hammer.
swayed.
The brick is as big as a monument, and its whole body is shining with golden light. Any ghost who is hit by the brick will scream in agony, and the body will turn into smoke and dissipate. Ghost cultivators are different from humans. If they are fatally injured, their souls will fly away.
"Hoo ho ho ho"
The howling wind spread, forming a golden tornado within a radius of several hundred meters with Zhuge Buliang as the center, connecting heaven and earth. The scene was spectacular. Countless ghosts and immortals were sucked into the tornado.
During the game, I was completely stunned on the spot.
At this time, Zhuge Buliang was like a meat grinder. It was difficult for ordinary ghost cultivators to get close to it. If they entered it, they would be crushed into smoke.
"This" the ghost-immortal leader looked dumbfounded and his body was constantly trembling. This kind of battle was no different from a simple massacre.
"brush!"
The golden tornado hurricane disappeared, Zhuge Buliang moved, and the next moment he appeared above the ghost and fairy leader, and the bricks were slapped head-on, causing a sound of wind and thunder.
The ghost leader's facial features were violently distorted at this moment. Under this momentum, his legs could not help but tremble. He almost instinctively mobilized all the soul power in his body to gather on his arms and faced the slap down.
The bricks were struck with two palms.[
"Bang!"
"Ouch"
After the muffled sound, there was a roaring sound like a wild wolf for a lifetime. The arm of the ghost and fairy leader shattered and turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated. The body of the ghost and fairy leader also became weak.
There was a lot of confusion, and it seemed like he would lose his mind at any moment.
"You can't escape the punishment of the ghost world!" The leader of the ghost immortals had twisted features and gritted his teeth as he stared at Zhuge Buliang.
"Humph!" Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, leaping into the air, his feet falling heavily, and two huge purple footprints pressed down like mountains, with a huge momentum.
"stop!"
At this time, a startled shout came from the distance. Zhuge Buliang immediately shrank his pupils slightly, and saw two figures quickly crossing the sky, each of them exuding a powerful wave of soul power. This wave
Even Zhuge Buliang felt a little apprehensive about the fluctuations.
If placed in the prehistoric fairyland, these two ghost immortals would definitely have the strength to challenge the cultivators of the Dharma Taixu Realm.
The visitors were two middle-aged men, all dressed in white, which is the unique dress of ghost immortals. One of the ghost immortals raised his hand and struck a palm, and his powerful soul turned into a galloping dragon and rushed towards Zhuge Buliang.
.
"Two adults, save me!" The leader of the ghost fairy shouted desperately as if he saw the hope of life.
However, Zhuge Buliang did not let go of his plan. Two big footprints stepped on him. The leader of the ghosts and immortals didn't even have time to scream, and then disappeared under the big footprints.
"Ouch!"
At the same time, the dragon formed by the soul power also rushed to Zhuge Buliang's back. Zhuge Buliang slapped the brick up with his backhand. The brick burst out with hot golden light and collided with the dragon condensed by the soul power.
After a shocking loud noise, the dragon condensed with soul power collapsed, and Zhuge Buliang also took two steps back.
The two powerful ghost immortals who arrived at this time had gloomy faces. They had an extraordinary status in the ghost world. Few ghost cultivators dared to contradict them, but just now Zhuge Buliang trampled to death a ghost immortal in front of them.
This is absolutely unforgivable for the two of them.
"Are you the outsider? Humph, no matter what your intentions are when you come to the ghost world, we and I will bring you before the ghost master for questioning."
These two ghost immortals have outstanding status in the ghost world. They are a pair of brothers named Yama Luo and Yama Jun. They are also the two major disciples of one of the ghost masters in the ghost world.
Zhuge Buliang stared at these two people and frowned slightly. He could feel that the cultivation level of these two people could compete with the masters of the Fa Taixu Realm. If it were in the past, Zhuge Buliang would have displayed a double
If you use the realm to suppress these two people, you can win.
But time is in a hurry now. If it takes too long, it will be troublesome to provoke a ghost master.
Thinking of this, the purple talisman in Zhuge Buliang's eyebrows flashed, and twelve bronze figures stood in front of Zhuge Buliang. They were the twelve bronze generals headed by Gu Tong.
The appearance of these twelve bronze men made the two brothers, Yan Luo and Yan Jun, slightly startled, and they glanced at the twelve bronze men solemnly.
"This is the ghost world? It's a little different from what I imagined." Gu Tong twisted his neck and turned around, looking around.
Zhuge Buliang said: "Don't be nagging, I'll give you a task now. The two grandsons in front of you have seen it. The twelve of you should be able to hold off one of them together. Leave the remaining one to me. Be careful.
They all have the cultivation level of Dharma Taixu Realm."[
Gu Tong turned his neck in a circle, and there was no expression on his bronze face. The golden light in his eyes flickered a few times, and he sneered: "Fa Taixu doesn't mean anything. If I were in my heyday, I could knock down one person.
"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? If you have the ability in your heyday, you don't need me to do it myself, master." Zhuge Buliang shouted angrily with a black line floating on his forehead.
The faces of Yan Luo and Yan Jun were gloomy, and the soul power in their bodies surged out, and they shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost, you will die!" After the words fell, the two brothers had already shot out in unison, and their targets were all Zhuge Buliang.
Two turbulent waves of soul power surged, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
"It's you ghosts that are the ones doing this," Zhuge Buliang said with a smile, picking up the bricks and heading towards them.
"boom!"
The bricks struck the powerful soul power wave, and it seemed that Fang Liao Yu trembled twice. But after all, both Yan Luo and Yan Jun had the strength of the Falun Daoxu realm. After one blow, Zhuge Buliang staggered.
He stepped back, purple energy flashed in his eyes, and the bricks turned into a huge mountain and pressed up.
Gu Tong turned around and glanced at the eleven bronze warriors behind him, and said in a majestic voice: "Brothers, this is our first battle after breaking the seal. This battle is of great significance to us. Twenty thousand people have been silent."
For many years, we have to reproduce the superior demeanor of the Twelve Bronze Generals. Although our cultivation has regressed now, I believe that we brothers can overcome any difficulties if we work together. Show some strength to that boy named Pig.
We don’t want to be scrap metal!!”
"Regain your reputation and don't become scrap metal!"
"Regain our reputation! Don't be scrap metal!"
The remaining eleven bronze warriors also raised their bronze weapons and shouted excitedly, as if to match Gu Tong's oath.
"You're fucking sick, what oath are you going to recite at this time, Ma Liu Di!" Zhuge Buliang's lungs on the other side were almost exploded with anger. He was now fighting alone against two masters who were equivalent to the realm of Fa Taixu. Na Gu
Tong actually vowed to engage in some kind of "recitation" on the side.
"Just a few more words, please wait a moment."
Gu Tong's voice continued to be serious: "Brothers, although we have been in dust for 20,000 years, our fighting spirit must not be wiped out. Now let me divide the work of who and who. You are responsible for entangling each other's actions, and who, you are responsible for
Block the opponent's retreat. As for that so-and-so, you and I attack from the front. Remember, we must not retreat or weaken the reputation of the twelve generals!"