Chapter five hundred and eighty third ancient witch
Zheng!
The Demon Sword ran across the starry sky, the magic light cut off the galaxy, and millions of sword lights were in the roaring sky, and the dazzling and violent sword light rushed towards Shen Tu.
Dangdangdangdangdangdang!
Like rocks piercing through the sky, like stars falling, the Demon Sword Light killed thousands of lives. The extremely terrifying sword light drowned Shen Tu and directly killed the demon light around him inch by inch. With the loud noise of the turbulent starry sky coming out, Shen Tu fell towards the Chaos Dojo like a kite with a broken string.
Bang!
The loud noise of the sky was raised, the battlefield was shaken, and the Shen Tu smashed hard into the Chaos Temple. Zhou Sen's darkness disappeared, making people wonder whether he was dead or alive!
Strong and firm!
The world is endless, the demon sword roars around him, the sound of the sword sounding through the sky is roaring, the boundless starry sky is shaking violently, the sword demon stepping on the starry sky towards the Chaos Dojo, a black sword weapon spirals around him, setting off the figure of the sword demon, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.
"A mere Ghost Emperor, vulnerable!"
The sword light was disordered and tore through the void. The sword demon stepped out in one step and appeared in the Chaos Dojo. His eyes were cold and sharp.
"Hehehehehehehe!"
Suddenly, a gloomy laughter was coming, and Shen Tu slowly climbed up from the ground, a gloomy and strange black fog evaporated around him, a pair of blood-red eyes glowing in the black fog, and even the sound of thousands of dead souls crying and howling sounds sounded from Shen Tu's body.
"Demon Sword?"
Shen Tu sneered in dismay: "Do you think you can defeat this emperor with this magic sword?"
"You're still a little too tender."
Shen Tu roared, and the black fog bloomed all over his body, covering the chaotic temple in an instant, and even the sound of the crying and screaming of the dead echoed in all directions.
"Eight Ghost Pictures, Sky Ghosts Flirting in the Sky!"
Bang bang bang bang!
The wind of heaven and earth, ghost fog filled the sky, the roar of the gods continued, and the chaos temple exploded violently, and extremely terrifying things also happened.
The eight portals are as dark as ink, and each portal is as high as ten thousand feet high. When the eight ghost gates rotate continuously in the starry sky, the world and time seem to be twisting, and an extremely terrifying aura comes from the eight ghost gates.
"Eight ghost pictures?"
Outside the field, Taoist Huangquan was stunned and said, his hunched body began to become straight, and his eyes looked at the Eight Ghost Sects showed a solemn look.
"What is the Eight Ghost Picture?" Peng Mo asked for a question. Obviously, he didn't know much about the magical powers of the ghost, but he also knew that the magical powers that Shen Tu used at this moment should be extremely terrifying, otherwise how could he make the Taoist Huangquan so serious?
"Eight Ghost Pictures, Sky Ghosts Flirt with Sky."
The Taoist Huangquan paused word by word, and he was silent for three breaths and continued: "This is a great magical power of ghosts that can summon the eight heavenly ghosts to the world, specifically destroy human souls, and ignore all material attacks and kill people in the shadowless and formless state. Even if this sword demon has the Demon Sword in hand, it is definitely not a match for Shen Tu."
"Destroy the soul of human beings?" Pengmo exclaimed in horror, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.
As we all know, the most important thing about the three realms of heaven, earth, man, gods, immortals, demons, and even immortals is the soul.
If the soul is destroyed, it will be a fate that will disappear from death, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.
No matter any great magical power, any technique that can kill the soul, is a top magical power among the three realms. At this moment, Shen Tu has used the eight ghost maps, and this sword demon will definitely suffer a great disaster of life and death.
"Oh!"
Suddenly, a chuckle came, which made Pengmo suddenly wake up. He looked at the source of the laughter, but saw that the laughter came from Ye Xuan's mouth.
"What are you laughing at by brother?" Peng Mo turned his eyes and tentatively tentatively.
Not only Peng Mo had this doubt, but Taoist Huangquan was also looking at Ye Xuan. Obviously, he was like Peng Mo, and I don’t know why Ye Xuan laughed.
As if he felt the doubts in their hearts, Ye Xuan looked at the sword demon in the Chaos Temple indifferently, and his voice said strangely: "The Eight Ghost Pictures are indeed powerful. If someone else had changed to it, they might have suffered a life-and-death crisis. Unfortunately, Shen Tu was right with the sword demon. These eight ghost pictures have no effect on the sword demon at all."
"Um?"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Peng Mo and Huang Quan Taoist looked stunned. They obviously could not understand what Ye Xuan meant. Why did they easily determine that the eight ghost maps were useless to the sword demon?
"snort!"
Suddenly, a cold snorkeling sound came, and I saw the Nanji Immortal Weng in the distance sneered: "Ye Xuan, how long have you been practicing? How could you know the horror of the eight ghost maps' great powers?"
Ye Xuan even owed the disdain of the Antarctic Immortal Man, and even disdained to argue with him at all.
Suddenly, before Peng Mo and the others asked Ye Xuan again, they saw that there had been changes in the Chaos Temple, and they also made everyone look at the Chaos Temple again.
Chaos Dojo.
Ao!
The sky ghost roared at the sky, and the darkness filled the sky. Eight ghosts buzzed and rotated. Eight heavenly ghosts walked out of the ten thousand feet of the door. The body was covered with black fog, and the bloody and red eyes were staring at the sword demon under their feet.
"Sky Ghost Devouring Soul!"
Shentu's hair was flying wildly, and its roars echoed through the starry sky. He pinched the Supreme Ghost Art with both hands, and eight thousand-foot-foot-sized ghosts roared at the starry sky, turning into eight dark ghost faces, and rushing towards the sword demon madly and ferociously.
"cut!"
A pair of sword fingers cut through the starry sky, the sword demon was pinching the sword technique, the Demon Sword was shining brightly, and the sound of the sound of the sword through the sky was blooming, and it directly brought out the sword light of the hundred thousand miles and slashed towards the eight heavenly ghosts.
Rumble!
The starry sea churned, the meteorite exploded, and the meteorite sword was too terrifying, especially in the hands of the sword demon, which showed its power to destroy the world. However, when the meteorite sword fell on the eight heavenly ghosts, an extremely strange thing happened.
The eight heavenly ghosts were unharmed and were freely traveling through the 100,000-mile sword light. Where did they suffer any damage?
"The Eight Heavenly Ghosts are not in the material world, nor in nothingness. All attacks in the material world are useless to the Eight Heavenly Ghosts." Shen Tu laughed wildly, and his eyes looked at the sword demon with extreme contempt.
"disease!"
Shen Tu pinched the Supreme Ghost Art, and the eight heavenly ghosts roared in ferociously and appeared above the sword demon's head in an instant, leaving him without time to dodge. The eight heavenly ghosts instantly invaded the sword demon's body, and the extremely terrifying ghost fog completely covered the sword demon.
"The Sword Demon is defeated!"
Outside the field, Taoist Huangquan shook his head helplessly, and was invaded by the eight heavenly ghosts. His soul must be swallowed up. This is already a situation where there is no life in the ten deaths.
"It's a pity that this sword demon faced Shen Tu, the underworld ghost emperor. If it were a first-class immortal, how could he suffer such a great disaster?" Peng Mo sighed.
"snort!"
The Antarctic Immortal Man in the distance was snorting and looking at Ye Xuan with a squinted eyes, "I don't know who said the eight heavenly ghosts were useless to the sword demons. Now it seems that it is really a stupid joke."
at this time!
Ye Xuan's face was calm and he looked indifferently at the sword demon who was swallowed by the eight heavenly ghosts in the field. A strange smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!