Chapter 6337

Obtaining this treasure is probably also the plan of the prophet behind the scenes.

And now all the monks in the Scarlet Eye Realm gathered here, and ancient legends emerged one by one, obviously there was a pair of hands pushing behind them.

I just don't know that I am not the protagonist yet!

hum!

Just when his mind was full of thoughts, something happened suddenly in the city.

The dead energy in the sky began to condense into shape, and a powerful force erupted.

"That's it?" Jian Wushuang looked up at the clouds in the city, and suddenly realized that there was a very powerful soul power inside.

Swish!

!

Countless soul bodies suddenly sprang out from the cellar, rushing towards the clouds in the sky with the dead air.

And those soul bodies are different from the previous ghost cultivators in the city, because these soul bodies are more perfect.

He is no longer at the level of Guishuai, and there is still a king character on his chest.

"Is this the ghost king?"

One hundred and eight ghost kings emerged from one hundred and eight cellars, each of which was the soul of the general.

Coupled with the power of the soul body that had erupted from the clouds, an unprecedented power of the soul erupted immediately after the fusion.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang, Zhenxian, and Fu Qing all knew that they could not ignore it any longer, and that this great formation would very likely breed a peerless existence.

Even comparable to that ancient demon.

In an instant, they couldn't control so much anymore, and they tried to stop those fused soul bodies.

The real fairy started with the Kunlun god, and the majestic majestic mountain suddenly fell from the sky, and the misty fairy energy just radiated out, and the heavens were wiped out, but this majestic god mountain alone has reached the peak of the gods. .

"Shake Kunlun!"

The real immortal shouted angrily, and made a tactic with both hands, and the majestic mountain suddenly crashed above the clouds.

There are countless secret methods around, from all the monks who have turned into babies and individual monks in the spiritual realm.

But these methods are not enough to shake the cloud of death.

Even the majestic sacred mountain fell on it, but it failed to stir up any waves.

This time everyone was in a hurry.

The soul body in the cloud layer is getting stronger and stronger.

A pair of blood-red eyes also gradually condensed in the clouds.

"Junior Sister, don't keep it, shoot directly, suppress this soul body first, don't let this soul body condense, I have a hunch that once this soul body is formed, it may break free from the way of heaven!" Zhenxian is very anxious at this moment.

He is very familiar with that coercion that is beyond the way of heaven, because he has followed the master for a long time, and he has long been familiar with this aura.

After Fu Qing heard what his senior brother said, he didn't hesitate any more, and drew out the magic sword behind his back, fighting intent rose between his brows.

"Heaven-shattering Sword Art!"

She gave a soft drink, and the divine sword burst out with a burst of power to shatter the void, and in an instant, ten thousand sword lights burst out.

When the sword lights flew out, they quickly condensed into a substantial and huge sword, laughing at a hundred feet, and stabbing fiercely at the clouds.

The previous wave of attacks was not as powerful as Yi's sword.

Even Jian Wushuang, who was standing on the city wall, was a little surprised that the woman's swordsmanship actually had her own fierce aura back then, and she was a good swordsman.

It's a pity that he is still not qualified to deal with the cloud of death. Although he can penetrate the cloud, the moment he can enter, his fighting spirit is instantly consumed by his mental power.

The Potianjian without the will to fight is like without a sharp edge.

Lost sword intent.

It was broken and withered immediately, but the death cloud also felt a threat, and the speed of absorbing the ghost king was even faster.

Soon the clouds turned into human forms.

This is a ten thousand zhang-sized soul body, and there is an extra soul-calling banner in his hand!

"I am the ghost emperor!" The soul body said, and waved the soul-calling flag in its hand. The moment it was waved, all the ghosts howled in the soul-calling flag, and an attack that stabbed the soul immediately made the monks in the stage of infancy instantly lose their senses. Combat strength, the whole person stood there in a daze, unable to move.

Only the cultivator in the Divine Realm could barely block the blow.

Jian Wushuang easily blocked this vulgar soul attack with his mind power, and his mind power shield even included several Jindan stage monks.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jian Wushuang was confident.

When he felt something was wrong before, he felt that a terrifying existence would be condensed from the death cloud, but he didn't expect that the condensed ghost emperor could actually perform a soul attack.

But it is normal, after all, the opponent is a soul body, and the means of attack can only be soul attack, which can be regarded as the strength of the opponent.

The strong soul attack directly swept away a large group of monks.

If it weren't for the wave of soul power raised by killing the ghost cultivator earlier, even the monks in the infancy stage would have died collectively.

Even so, all the souls of the monks who were transformed into infants were annihilated and lost their lives.

Even Jindan Peak is no exception.

Such a large-scale method is similar to Jian Wushuang's thought power burning before, but there is one point that the opponent cannot compare with Jian Wushuang, because Jian Wushuang can even kill the ghost commander in the infant stage.

This is because Jian Wushuang's soul secret method is much higher than the opponent's, and the sky-defying secret method of burning the soul is not comparable in this world at all.

"It's interesting, the ghost emperor's soul attack probably comes from his own characteristics, that is, the innate secret method!" Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and he saw that the ghost emperor's consciousness should have just formed.

The newly formed consciousness is able to perform soul attacks, that must be the innate secret method.

This ghost emperor can be regarded as an innate creature.

He is so powerful just after he was born, isn't the person who arranged all this afraid that this ghost emperor will be out of control?

As soon as Jian Wushuang had this thought, he felt a familiar aura within the range covered by the thought power. His figure disappeared on the city wall in an instant. Nine free.

At least it's much safer than Mangshan county town.

Also, he just discovered that the souls of those monks who were killed left behind intact bodies, but when the familiar breath appeared, those bodies immediately turned into blood.

The bloody water flowed down the ground to the ground.

"Got you!"

Jian Wushuang was extremely fast, with a smile on his lips.

In a dilapidated residential house in Nancheng, he plunged into the well in the courtyard.

That breath came from here.

I'm afraid that even the two peak god-level powerhouses in the sky didn't notice it, because the breath was covered by the ghost emperor, and it was difficult for ordinary people to find it, but Jian Wushuang did not hesitate to burn his mind to cover a corner of the whole city and did not dare to fall. moment.

Sure enough, the opponent leaked a flaw after the ghost emperor appeared.

thump.

After the whole person entered the well, looking for that breath, he began to sink continuously.

He can find the other party, but the other party cannot find his existence.

"The power of thought is burning!"

Jian Wushuang burned his mind power again, completely isolating his breath.