Chapter 735

Seeing Long Yang, he immediately summoned thousands of Yin soldiers and Yin horses. The pupils of the two first-class martial saints in the war Temple couldn't help shrinking. Even Mingji and Mingshi Laozu, who were far away in the ancient Ming Temple, were stunned.

"When did the boy learn the secret skill of the dark god?"

The ancestor of the dead body asked Mingji in horror.

"I don't know."

Mingji also shook her head blankly.

"The way of martial arts is one way, and all dharmas come to the same goal by different ways."

"The array before the ancient nether hall can summon Yin soldiers and Yin horses to fight with people. Although the array has been destroyed, Long Yang can still infer a complete array."

"The use of array is actually another way to display magic and secret arts. One is performed by martial artists, and the other is performed by external forces, that is, array."

"The secret skill of Long Yang's meeting the dark god is understood from the array."

"When you feel that it is difficult for you to make progress in your cultivation, and it is impossible to drill a bull's horn. At this time, you need to change an angle or method to solve it. You can learn the array of alchemy and refiners, or even plant miraculous medicine to feed spiritual animals. By analogy, the problem can be solved."

At this time, a voice without emotion came, but he stood aside and looked at the nine poles of jiutou lion mountain.

"Experience."

Both Mingji and Mingshi Laozu cast respectful eyes on Jiuji.

Everyone can see from these days that Jiuji is cold on the surface, but hot in the heart. Like long Yang in many aspects, others show ignorance and will not sneer, but patiently solve your doubts for you.

Jiuji didn't appreciate it and still looked at direction of the Long Yang with theout expression.

Everyone knows his character, so there is no resistance.

After long Yang summoned the Yin soldiers and horses, he didn't stop at this point. The skeleton ghost staff quickly drew a mysterious track. One after another, the void restraint broke into the void and imprisoned one heaven and earth. Then he waved the skeleton ghost staff and rushed to one of the first-class martial saints.

"What about the evil ghost master? You just got promoted. Ben Sheng has lived for tens of thousands of years and has eaten more salt than you have eaten."

"In front of absolute strength, everything is floating clouds."

"The thunder power of the saint is the bane of the dark warrior. If you want to die, the saint will complete you."

The first-class martial Saint saw long Yang's arrangement of void confinement to imprison a world. He didn't pay attention at all. His fists flashed a terrible thunder, instantly blew out the Yin soldier and horse who rushed to him, and then sneered at Xiang Long Yang.

"I've lived for tens of thousands of years and I'm still a first-class martial saint. It's also good to show off. If I had been ashamed to kill myself, I wouldn't waste the spirit of heaven and earth."

Long Yang retorted that the purple skeleton holy power on the top of the skeleton ghost staff exploded and met the thunder fist.

"Dare to fight against Ben Sheng, you..."

When the first-class martial Saint saw that long Yang wanted to shake him, he scoffed on his face, but before his words were finished, his whole body was shrouded in holy power.

Boom!

The thunder fist containing the terrible holy power and the skeleton ghost staff were pounded together, and suddenly the strange light rushed into the sky, with amazing cracks all over the void.

As Yi mang dispersed, there was still the figure of the first-class martial saint. Only long Yang stood there safely with the skeleton ghost staff.

"Where's Lao Zhao?"

Another first-class martial Saint forced back a wave of attack by Yin soldiers and Yin horses, looked at Long Yang in horror and looked unbelievable.

"Dead, didn't he shout before he died? I thought he did."

Long Yang also has an incredible look.

"It seems that the first-class martial saint who has lived for tens of thousands of years is just like this."

"I didn't understand why I said I lived to a dog at a very old age. Now I understand from you."

"You can let me understand this truth before you die. It's not in vain. You can die in peace."

Without waiting for another first-class martial saint to say anything, Long Yang was very grateful.

"How can it be? You are just a first-class Ming saint who has just been promoted. Even if you are a evil Ming master, you can't kill Lao Zhao."

Another first-class martial Saint almost died of anger. It is still difficult to accept that long Yang killed his accomplice.

"Wang Ba can't dominate the sea area even if he has lived for tens of thousands of years. Don't think that the people in the God of war hall can dominate the Wanwu mainland after they have lived for tens of thousands of years."

"Open your dog's eyes and see how your accomplice died."

The cold light in Long Yang's eyes flashed, and the skeleton ghost staff in his hand exploded again, flashing the light of holy power, and directly bombarded each other's chest.

"How could..."

Another level-1 martial Saint Mingming showed all his skills and even summoned his body. He still couldn't escape the attack of Long Yang. He was directly destroyed by a staff. All kinds of magic powers were useless. He didn't understand how the strength of Long Yang, a level-1 dark Master who had just been promoted, could be so abnormal to death.

Long Yang easily killed two old martial saints, took their stores, quit and left easily.

Thousands of miles away, the second-class martial saint who secretly followed two first-class martial saints was also startled by the metamorphosis of Long Yang. He wanted to go out to save them, but long Yang imprisoned the heaven and earth and killed them one second at a time. It was too late to save them.

"Did the evil ghost master also come for the ghost Prajna flower?"

The second level martial Saint muttered, wondering whether to go back to the war temple to report, or stay and find the ghost Prajna flower by himself.

"Now that I'm here, it's still important to find the ghost Prajna flower."

The second level Wu Sheng had just made a decision in his heart. Suddenly a voice spoke out his heart, which made him stunned.

"Was I talking just now?"

The second level Wu Sheng thought, and suddenly felt something wrong. A chill that was cold into the bone marrow hit his heart.

"Who is playing tricks?"

The second level martial Saint looked around like a sword, but he didn't see any figure. He couldn't help being suspicious again.

"Was it an illusion just now?"

The second level martial Saint wiped a handful of empty sweat.

"Is it true that the longer you live, the more suspicious you become?"

Just as the second level Wu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, another voice sounded in his ear.

"Who, get out of this holy sword?"

This time, the second level martial Saint finally determined that it was not an illusion and roared like thunder.

"I wanted to go out, but you told me to get out, so I got out. It's so shameful, I still don't get out."

A voice came from all directions, making it impossible to determine the specific location of the speaker.

"Hum, no matter where you hide, as long as you are still in Wanwu continent, this sword saint can force you out."

While the second level martial saint was talking, he shot his sword all over his body and pierced the void for millions of miles, but there was still no figure.

"Ha ha, I thought you, a second-class swordsman, had some means to connect with heaven, but it turned out to be a false reputation."

A mocking laugh came from all directions again.

"Break the void."

The level-2 martial Saint became angry with shame. The divine sword in his hand appeared and stabbed millions of swords into the void in an instant. The sword light crisscrossed and crisscrossed. The void passed by was like cut tofu, and large pieces fell down.

However, when peace was restored between heaven and earth again, there was still no figure.

"Your sword skill and magic power are just superficial."

"Originally, it was the best place for a swordsman to die under the sword, but for the people in the God of war hall, I would only let him die in peace."

"But you are still useful. Let you linger for a few days. When your next partner comes, it will be your death."

Before the voice fell, a dark light came out of the void without warning and bombarded the second-class martial saint on his back. The whole person was completely knocked out without even uttering a scream. He was bound by Long Yang with a Thunder Dragon chain and included in the chaotic space.

"Tut Tut, it is worthy of being the immortal of the God of war hall. This family can reach a holy land alone."

Long Yang went to the ancient Ming Temple and looked at the storage rings of the three martial saints in the God of war temple. He grinned to his ears.

"Share the stolen goods."

As soon as long Yang returned to the ancient Ming Temple, he called it open. Ming Ji and Ming corpse ancestors flashed out of the cultivation place one after another.

"Tut Tut, it is worthy of the temple of the God of war."

When Long Yang poured out the things of the three martial saints' storage rings and looked at the mountains of miraculous medicine, divine pill, divine soldiers and Zhenyuan stones, even if the two level-8 Ming saints of Mingji and Mingshi felt that they were poor, not to mention others.

"Long Yang, two first-class martial saints died and one second-class martial Saint disappeared in the God of war hall. At least one holy king will come next time. I don't know how amazing the number of treasures in the holy King's storage ring is?"

Many treasures were added to the storage ring of the ancestor of the dead body. Thinking that many treasures would be available soon, the zombie like face smiled into a chrysanthemum.

We have so many advanced cultivation resources at once. Naturally, we won't waste time. We closed our doors one after another for latent cultivation, leaving only nine poles to watch secretly.

As expected, after a period of time, the God of war sent two three-level martial saints, that is, two holy kings, to the ancient underworld hall.

"Let Ben Sheng meet them."

The ancestor of the dead body saw two holy kings and thought about their storage rings, so he volunteered.

"This small role doesn't need your old man's hand. Let me meet the two holy kings."

Long Yang said and went out.

"Why, you go alone?"

Mingji and Mingshi Laozu thought Jiuji would follow them. They were surprised to see Long Yang leave alone.

"It's just two little holy kings. It's nothing."

Long Yang waved and disappeared into the sight of the crowd without looking back.

Aren't they just two little holy kings?

The old ancestor of Mingji and the leader of the top ten Ming palaces were speechless for a while.

Long Yang is a first-class martial saint. It's against the sky to defeat one holy king. Can he defeat two holy kings?

"Two holy kings, why did you arrive so long?"

As soon as the two holy kings appeared in front of jiutoushi mountain, Long Yang came out of the void. The skeleton ghost staff in his hand was horizontal, blocking the way of the two holy kings, and asked angrily.

"First level evil ghost master."

"Are you waiting for us?"

The two holy kings suddenly saw a first-class evil ghost master blocking their way and looked at Long Yang strangely.

"Aren't all the people who die in a hurry? You're so procrastinating that I can wait for a while. Do you think I'm angry?"

Long Yang's words almost made the two holy kings vomit blood and die on the spot.