Ghost School

Chapter 180 Nine Stars Disappear
With a sudden wave of Li Yitu, those bloody lines directly inserted into the void, covering the old scholar.

"Strangling" Li Yitu roared, those bloody lines were cut in the void like lasers in a movie, the space was cut into pieces, and the chaos after the space was broken could be clearly seen.

The old pedant frowned slightly. He didn't expect Li Yitu to have such a skill. The dangerous aura from those bloody lines made him extremely afraid. His body was consumed by Zhang Xiaomeng's crazy blow just now. Facing the blood-colored line that can cut the space, he felt a little powerless.

But standing there doing nothing could only wait for death, so he gritted his teeth suddenly and rushed out in one direction.

There was a shrill scream, and the old pedant was cut off with one arm, but he rushed out alive.

Seeing that this failed to kill the old scholar, Li Yitu spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground.

Just when the old pedant's murderous intentions were on the rise, Zhang Xiaomeng's body suddenly burst out with an astonishing aura. The aura did not belong to the human world, but came from the real ghost.

A mass of black flames burned around Zhang Xiaomeng's body, and Zhang Xiaomeng's body flew up automatically. He stood quietly in the void, but the aura in his body became stronger and stronger.

Long Pang and others who fell on the reef looked up at Zhang Xiaomeng. They knew that the mutation that happened to Zhang Xiaomeng before was about to start again, and Zhang Xiaomeng would turn into an existence like a ghost messenger.

They don't know whether this is good or bad, because Zhang Xiaomeng in that state has completely lost his humanity, making no distinction between enemies and friends.

Zhang Xiaomeng opened his eyes, just like this world opened his eyes, the purple gold was full of coercion and coldness.

Seeing Zhang Xiaomeng's state, the old pedant showed joy.

"Finally, I finally got you out."

An ancient and sacred aura emanated from Zhang Xiaomeng's body. With a calm expression on his face, he pulled out the ruler stuck in his chest, and then glanced at it.

"Bold and lonely ghost, dare to forge such a ghost weapon in the world and endanger the world. Today, I will kill you on the spot in the name of the Nether King."

An extremely majestic voice came from Zhang Xiaomeng's mouth. This is a trial, a trial for an old pedant.

Zhang Xiaomeng walked in the void, without taking a step, the aura on his body became stronger, and even the old pedant trembled in the end.

This strong sense of oppression made him unable to control himself, but he was not afraid, on the contrary, he had a happy expression on his face.

"I've waited too long for this day." The old pedant raised his head to the sky and howled, flying high above the sky, forming a very complicated and ancient imprint on his hands.

"I have planned for so long to refine the ground ruler, just to use it on people with ghost eyes, because only the ghost power of ghost eyes can draw you, a real ghost messenger.

Today I will use the Nine Stars Lianzhu to deprive you of your power, and then I will be the supreme true god of this world, even if Ou Ning is resurrected, it will be of no use to me. "

The old pedant roared loudly, the imprint in front of him was completed, and pieces of his soul were scattered in the imprint.

Nine beams of light descended from the sky on the seal, and the seal erupted with a terrifying and strange light, and the appearance of the old scholar appeared in it.

"Your power belongs to me, and this world will also belong to me." The old pedant shouted, and rushed into Zhang Xiaomeng's body with his entire seal.

Zhang Xiaomeng stopped in his tracks instantly, his face struggled, the power of the netherworld surged from his body for a while, and the strange light burst out for a while, which was extremely weird.

Long Pang and the others looked at each other, and only then did they know what the old pedant wanted to do. It turned out that he had been planning the Nether Messenger from the beginning to the end, and Zhang Xiaomeng was the medium through which the Nether Messenger came to the world, so the old pedant Just kept looking at him.

Long Pang and others understood, and Zhang Xiaomeng also understood all this at this time.

He hasn't died yet, it's just that the Nether Envoy just appeared and squeezed his original soul to a certain part of his body. Facing the real spokesperson of the Nether King, he couldn't resist, but this time at least his soul was comfortable. Wake up, just can't control my body.

The old pedant rushed into Zhang Xiaomeng's body, and was immediately counterattacked by the ghost messenger. At this time, Zhang Xiaomeng's body had become a battlefield.

The old scholar wants to devour the mind of the Nether Envoy and control the powerful power brought to Zhang Xiaomeng by the Nether Envoy, while the Nether Envoy wants to destroy the old scholar. This is his mission.

Zhang Xiaomeng is like a small boat in a vast ocean at this time, he is trying to find the calmest place, for his own safety.

"Bold ghost, you are so impatient to live, I swear you will never be reborn."

A cold voice suddenly came from Zhang Xiaomeng's body, but there was some anxiety in the voice, it seemed that the Nether Envoy was in great trouble.

Long Pang and the others were standing on the reef at this time, their mana exhausted, they could only watch anxiously, unable to help at all.

A gloomy laughter suddenly came from Zhang Xiaomeng's body, that laughter seemed to be triumphant, and it was really difficult to connect with the other old scholars.

"Messenger of the Netherworld, when you come out of the Netherworld and come to the human world, you should understand that there are still some things in this world that you cannot control. This is the human world, a place where the Nether King cannot shine. Since you are here, don't go back. Be my nourishment!"

Zhang Xiaomeng's body was suspended in the mid-air, the strange light and the power of the nether accounted for half, but the power of the nether world became smaller and weaker.

"Hmph, I won't let you succeed even if I die, just wait for the Nether King's trial!"

Zhang Xiaomeng's body suddenly ignited a boundless fire of darkness, which scorched the sea and the sky, and Long Pang and others could feel the huge power contained in it from a long distance away.

"Will these two guys destroy Xiaomeng's body? Don't wait until Xiaomeng wakes up and finds himself a lonely ghost." Fatty Long asked worriedly.

"Now this situation can only depend on his good fortune. We have lost our fighting power, and there is nothing we can do except pray for him." Xuan Lingzi held his chest with his hands, his body swaying a little.

"devour"

Suddenly Zhang Xiaomeng's voice came from the old pedant, and the fire of the nether world was extinguished quickly, only burning Zhang Xiaomeng's clothes, and the breath of the nether messenger disappeared completely.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaomeng in the air suddenly opened and closed, and a purple-golden light bloomed from it.

"How young, what a beautiful body, who can stop me in this world from now on, this world will be controlled by me"

Zhang Xiaomeng stood with her hands behind her back, looking up at the sky.

Nine Stars Lianzhu quietly disappeared without knowing when, and an endless river of stars appeared in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)