Fantasy Prehistoric Supreme Through The Sky

The first thousand two hundred and forty-seven chapters: sacrifice to the spirit!

The ghost image has a Yin Qi, which is unique to Ming Dao. The Yin Qi will affect the anger, so that the spirits cannot find vitality from the anger.

This is the basis for Zhang Zhihuan’s suspicion of ghosts.

But Ghost did not reply, not even a single look, because his eyes were gone, only two dark holes were left.

And a long sword was inserted diagonally on Ghost’s head, the blade pierced straight through his head, the tip of the sword pointed downward at his shoulder, and most of the sword was resting on his head.

Such an extremely strange appearance made Zhang Zhihuan afraid to make a move several times.

“Huh…”

There was wind, and there was a sudden wind in the garden where the Butian Pavilion sacrificed spirits were located.

Moreover, it was still extremely unusual wind, like a rush of soul-destroying wind, with extremely broken roads convolving wantonly, but it was heading towards the Calabash vine.

Zhang Zhihuan suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly used the Sword Technique to spread the sword formation to protect the spirit from the wind.

However, he overestimated the strength of his own. Sword Ray was 30,000 feet and the sword shadow weighed 1,000. Although the entire garden was instantly enveloped by the sword net, the extremely strange wind penetrated the sword net in an instant. , Scrolling and rushing towards the Spirit Calabash Vine.

“Huh!”

The next moment, the Calabash vine, which was originally sick and crawling on the ground, suddenly jumped up!

Yes, it just jumped up and lifted seven inches high from the ground like a green snake. An extremely bright splendor shot from the tip of the Calabash vine, and the wind of the broken road Bumped together.

“boom!”

The collision of two completely different forces did not make a loud noise. It may be because of the garden, it seemed to isolate the outside world, and also reduced the sound inside, so that the entire night sky was shining, but there was only a faint sound. Outgoing.

Zhang Zhihuan looked at Ji Ling with sweat, but saw that the already sick Ji Ling looked even more decadent after repelling the wind!

Its essence is passing!

Then, Zhang Zhihuan saw that the essence of the entire garden was fading at an astonishing speed, as if there was a weird force in this world, and it was constantly absorbing the essence!

“How could this happen!” Zhang Zhihuan was completely panicked, because the sacrifice of spirits is so important to Butian Pavilion!

“Ten Thousand Sword Formations!”

Zhang Zhihuan yelled, and the sword in his hand soared into the sky and transformed a thousand sword shadows in the void, bright and dazzling, and a majestic aura slowly revealed from the sword formation.

Then, Zhang Zhihuan changed his hands, and the sword formation in the void was immediately pressed down, while Tiandidao seemed to be squeezed and fleeed all over the world at this moment. The various auras in the void followed the depression of the sword formation. Keep going down and down.

“Boom!”

At this time, there was a muffled thunder sound, coming from the ten thousand sword array, like thunder rolling in it, and it seemed that the sword array was hit by a huge impact, and energy fluctuations began to sweep through.

The next moment, only heard a “ding” sound from the void, the Ten Thousand Sword Formation immediately fell apart, and a majestic force squeezed from the void immediately, all leaning on the Calabash vine.

“Do not!”

Zhang Zhihuan yelled, clenched his palms, his sword ran across the sky, and a Sword Ray destroyed the sky and the earth, trying to break through the huge force.

However, when Sword Ray arrived, it was like hitting a huge iron plate with a dull sound of “boom”. The great power swept through, and the Calabash vine was entangled and squeezed. How could the already unbearable sacrifice spirit bear it? After such torture, countless essences emptied and disappeared.