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Chapter 493 Ghost Weapon Ten Thousand Ghost Banners

"Hmph, Xiang Laogui, you have no right to say that about us!" The black-robed mountain spirit snorted coldly, and said, "Aren't you also holding this kind of emotion? Otherwise, how could our child die like this?"

"To the old ghost, I, Bai Chi, swore that I would avenge my children! So, save your life today!" the white-robed ghost said coldly.

"Okay, it's useless to say more, let me see how you guys killed me!" Xiang Zuo interrupted the words of the two monsters, and shook his hands directly to throw out two pitch-black steel forks.

Those two steel forks were the middle-grade immortal weapons that Xiang Zhu had used when he fought fiercely with the disciples of Penglai Island over Yanjing.

Thick and shining evil spirit gushed out from Xiang Zuo's body, and the two steel forks suddenly seemed to grow longer, attacking the mountain spirit and the white mandrill respectively.

The mountain spirit and the white mandrill were not fools either, their colors changed when they saw the power displayed by these two steel forks.They respectively used the most powerful attack methods that they could control at present.

Isn't this common saying right?The best defense method is to attack. In the current situation, it seems that only by actively attacking can one gain a chance of survival.

I saw the mountain spirit and the white mangul look at each other, and at the same time, a miserable green brilliance rose from their bodies. The brilliance was so bright that it formed two semicircular things in midair, and they pushed forward at the same time.

"Oh!"

The four collided together with a bang, and a gust of wind burst out, blowing people's hair and clothes flying.

The castration of the two steel forks was blocked by the two semicircular objects, and they were immediately stagnant. After trembling violently for a long while, they suddenly flew back backwards.

But the mountain spirit and the white mandrill seemed to feel even more uncomfortable. Not only did their primordial spirits suffer trauma, but even their bodies were violently thrown backwards by the power aroused by the immortal weapon.

"Haha, with you two guys alone, you really can't do anything to me, let me take your dog's life!"

Xiang Zuo laughed loudly, changed his hands into seals, and the pair of steel forks began to slowly spread towards the surrounding space, transforming into the two black giant pythons that appeared before, moving towards the two ends. The monster rushed over.

At the same time, the mountain spirit and the white mandrill, who had just recovered from the shock of being thrown away, were about to make a move when the black snake had already attacked and began to forcibly crush and destroy them.

You know, with Feng Yichen's tyrannical cultivation base and sturdy physical body, he was blasted to pieces even when he was on guard, not to mention that his cultivation base is only a mountain spirit who is on the same level as Feng Yichen And Baidrill.

However, beings have selfishness, when the white mandrill saw the black black snake bending forward, he directly chose to take a step back. At the same time, he retreated to the back of the mountain spirit like lightning, and pushed the mountain spirit forward. Refined.

Shan Jing never thought that his partner who had practiced together for thousands of years would betray him.

So the mountain spirit didn't even have a chance to react, and was drilled into the body by the two black snakes, and it was torn apart in an instant, but the body was swallowed by the black mist of the two black snakes, and there were no splashes in all directions. Condition.

Whether it is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator or other demon cultivators or Nascent Soul cultivators, their degree of condensation and vitality are far superior to monks at the Golden Core stage.

All I saw was a weak Nascent Soul that looked like smoke but not smoke and mist but not mist out of the mountain spirit's remnant body that was swallowed by the black mist. As soon as his body jumped forward, he wanted to escape.

Xiang Zuo snorted coldly, and raised his hand to grab it. Layers of ghostly aura escaped from his palm, transforming into a gloomy and terrifying ghost claw, which flew through the air like lightning. With a pinch, the Shan Jing's Nascent Soul was caught in his palm.

Withdrawing the ghost claw, he smiled at the beak, and said: "Mountain spirit, I didn't expect you to have today, everyone said that your mountain spirit's Nascent Soul is a great tonic for cultivators, and I have never tried it. Let me try the effect! Gudong..."

While saying this, Xiang Beak swallowed the Nascent Soul in his hand into his mouth.

After a while, ghost mist emerged around Xiang Zuo's body, transforming into ghosts that looked like ghosts protruding from hell, with ghostly aura rising to the sky, it seemed that his cultivation had improved a lot.

……

As for the white mandrill who wanted to escape?I don't know what this guy was thinking, but he ran to the battlefield of YangMeng and Zhang Jiao.

At this moment, Zhang Jiao, who was already thinking about running away, saw the white mandrill that had suddenly entered the battlefield, his eyes lit up suddenly, he gritted his teeth fiercely, mobilized the remaining true energy in his body, and rushed towards the white mandrill. past.

Seeing this, Yang Meng was slightly taken aback, it was this moment of sluggishness that made Zhang Jiao finally come to Bai Mandrill's side.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Bai Mandrill was running with his head buried in his head, when suddenly there was darkness in front of him, and a stalwart figure appeared.

Bai Qi raised his head and glanced at it, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Where's the mountain spirit?" Zhang Jiao asked.

A hint of shock appeared on Bai Chi's face, but he quickly covered it up, saying: "He, he was killed by the old ghost Xiang Zuo!"

"Xiang beak!" Zhang Jiao said with a condensed expression.

Bai Qi nodded and said: "My lord, there are so many of them now, and the guy with the highest cultivation level has never made a move. We are at the end of the game, so let's run for our lives! If we keep the green hills, we don't have to worry about running out of firewood!"

Zhang Jiao lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "What you said makes sense, but now we are surrounded by enemies on three sides, if we run together, no one will be able to escape, now we have to escape in different ways, one by one!"

Bai Mandrill's mind was completely confused now, and when he heard what Zhang Jiao said, he nodded his head, exchanged a wink with Zhang Jiao, and sprinted towards the edge.

At this moment, the change suddenly increased, Zhang Jiao's figure began to swell up, his whole body was filled with the only bit of ghostly spirit, countless ghost hands emerged from the ghostly spirit, and lightning Bian grabbed at the white mandrill.

Just like Baiji betrayed the mountain spirit just now, he did not expect that His Majesty the Ghost King would do such a murderous thing to him.

Caught off guard, Baidrill's body was instantly shattered under the clutches of the ghost, and the little emerald green Nascent Soul couldn't escape the clutches of the devil.

I saw that Zhang Jiao replaced it with a ghost banner that was about six feet long and one foot wide. The ghost banner was pitch-black, with many tiny talisman seals printed on it.

Afterwards, a lot of smoky devil cries emerged from the banner, sometimes turning into ghost hands, and sometimes turning into that frightened and begging face of the white mandrill. It struggled desperately, trying to escape from the hands of countless ghosts.

"Bai Chi, you can't escape anyway, why don't you help me and let me escape from here!" Zhang Jiao chuckled, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spewing blood onto the ghost mist.

Blessed by the master's blood essence, the ghost mist suddenly increased its hostility, and transformed into countless black vines, dragging the white mandrill's Nascent Soul into the dark and hideous ghost streamer.

After the dense ghost mist churned for a while, Baidrill's wailing sound became smaller and smaller, and it took a long while before it completely subsided, and then gradually subsided and disappeared without a trace.

"Buzz!"

A feeling of desolation filled the air at some unknown time.

The pitch-black banner carried a tinge of blue color, and it spun and flew rapidly, becoming bigger and bigger. In the blink of an eye, it had formed a huge banner with a diameter of Zhang Xu, which was violently rotating. There was a tear-jerking mournful sound.

"Hiss~boom~"

Not far away, YangMeng, who had been paying attention to this place, reacted instantly.

Intuitively, he felt the sudden murderous killing intent of the banner.

He didn't know what this banner was for, just now it was swallowing people's Nascent Soul, and it was also stimulating the real energy, coupled with that tragic power, YangMeng knew that this horn must be desperate.

"Master, this is a ghost weapon. It is the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner that I lost back then that I brought back from the Ghost Realm! Stop him quickly, and don't let him fully arouse the effect of the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner!" From a distance, Xiang Zuo looked When Zhang Jiao sacrificed the banner, he became anxious immediately, and continued: "This banner is the ghost weapon of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect. It is extremely dangerous, and it contains the full blow of the gods. If it is activated properly, it may be Even this Beiman Mountain will be razed to the ground!"

"hiss!"

YangMeng was startled, he didn't expect this guy to hide such a treasure.If this product was brought out at the beginning, it would be a fart, and it would just run away.

"Hahaha, it's late!" Zhang Jiao laughed loudly, "Originally, this king wanted to keep this ghost weapon, and when he had the opportunity to go to the ghost world, he would use it to make a big splash, but now it seems that he can't do it. Hahaha, today, if you can die under the full blow of the angel, this life is not in vain, so die!"

When the words fell to the ground, Zhang Jiao was seen waving the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner in his hand.

The originally clear sky was gone, replaced by black clouds that covered the entire Beiman Mountain, formed by vast and seemingly endless ghost energy.

The black cloud is full of domineering and terrifying fluctuations!Moreover, those surging black clouds of ghost energy transformed into statues of ferocious ghosts from time to time, which were so clear and as if they were right in front of people's eyes, so overwhelming that people didn't even dare to breathe.

"Shh!"

In mid-air, those ghosts knelt down in unison, because they felt a shock from the depths of their souls from the black cloud of ghost energy above their heads, and they all trembled and knelt down.

Even those ghosts in the Golden Core Realm couldn't bear the vast and domineering coercion, knelt down and lowered their heads.

Both Xiang Zuo and Xiang Yu's breathing stopped at this moment: This, is this the real power of a celestial being?It is unbelievable that it has such a majestic power before it is activated!
However, among the people present, there were some who sneered, this person was none other than the third young master of the Yang family, Yang Meng!
(End of this chapter)