The ancient Ghost Cage was a great treasure of the Myriad Souls Sect. A tremendous amount of death energy coiled around Gu Yuan's body, and once again formed a thick set of armor, leaving only a pair of scarlet eyes outside, as if he was a ghost general who had crawled out of the Underworld.
The shield and Zhanmadao in his hands were also restored, and the deathly aura formed a cloak behind his armor. It was like a burning black flame, majestic and awe-inspiring.
"This Gu Yuan is truly a demon! "He can still continue to fight even after receiving such heavy injuries, and even if the aura of death enters his body, he should still be fine. Just what kind of physique does he possess?"
"Old man, you just said that a king will be born between Chen Ning of Mount Shu and of the Mao Mountain. Now the situation is reversed!"
"It's a pity that gambling is not allowed in this conference. If I bet on Shen Qingfeng, wouldn't I be able to earn the rest of my cultivation resources?"
"..."
Although they didn't know how much power Shen Qingfeng had expended, from the surface, he had dealt with four opponents in a row without getting injured. The rest of the people retreated in shock.
Right now, he was watching the battle from the sidelines. If Chen Ning and Ge Qing were to fight from the back, it would be extremely difficult for them.
"Roar!"
The Ghost General used his five-meter-long Zhanmadao to rampage through the formation. With a slash of the saber, cracks of tens of metres appeared on the ground. The pattern of the nine palaces' Eight Trigrams flickered as if they were about to shatter.
"Brother Chen, hurry and think of a way, I can't hold on any longer …"
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Ge Qing's forehead, his face had become pale. It was already very rare for him to set up one of the ten Mao Mountain formations, the Nine Palace Eight Trigrams Formation. Ever since he cultivated successfully and went down the mountain, he had never encountered this kind of demon, whose power was beyond his imagination.
Once Gu Yuan rushed out of the array, even they would be in danger. Although they had methods to restrain the demons, the death aura on Gu Yuan was too strong.
To normal cultivators, once the death aura entered their body, their fighting strength would be greatly reduced. Furthermore, Gu Yuan was using the method of exchanging life for death, under the protection of the thick set of armor, his defense was extremely terrifying!
"Tai Yi Beam Blade!"
In such a dangerous situation, Chen Ning could not care about the covetous Shen Qingfeng, he calmed himself down, used his Qi to ride his sword, and split into a hundred different sword beams that rushed towards the demons in the array.
"Amitabha!"
The temple that he came from was only a second-rate sect, and its foundation was shallow. When he went down the mountain, he was the host of the temple but he only received this string of buddhist beads.
He used the last of his mana to activate the buddhist beads and used the Nine Palace Eight Trigrams Formation to seal the ghost general. However, he did not know anything about formations and thus saw little effect.
Aohou!
When the countless sword lights flew over, the Ghost General waved the huge Zhanmadao, the saber Qi clashed with the countless sword qi and then used the shield to block the vital parts of his body. Even if some of the attacks hit his armor and made him cough out blood, he was still unable to directly kill him.
After the Nine Ghosts had descended upon him, it was as if he possessed the battle experience of the nine tribulation experts. He was able to do this with just his own instincts!
"This is simply a tortoise shell …"
An ugly expression surfaced on Chen Ning's face. Just now, he and the Ten Ring High Lords did not manage to kill Gu Yuan, but now, with just his strength alone, it was difficult for him to slash Gu Yuan's armor.
He had originally wanted to borrow the Tai Yi Beam Blade to win in numbers, since cutting Gu Yuan's head would only require a ray of sword light, but he had miscalculated, causing Gu Yuan's defense to be extremely tight.
This sword technique was originally meant to be used for group attacks. It was extremely difficult to achieve success in a battle between experts. The dispersed powers were far from being able to match the powers gathered together.
"Kacha …"
It was unknown if it was a coincidence or not, but when Chen Ning's attack appeared, the ghost general's Zhanmadao fell from the sky and struck at the weak point of the array, shattering the Nine Palace Eight Trigrams Formation!
Ge Qing's mind suffered a backlash, and he could not help but spew out a mouthful of blood mist, his face was as thin as a sheet of golden paper. Since ancient times, Xie Xie could not win, but today's battle at King's Altar had turned into a drastic change!
Gu Yuan rushed over like a ghost, waving his gigantic Zhanmadao and slashing towards Ge Qing. He instinctively felt that this opponent was the biggest threat.
"Be careful!"
Chen Ning shouted loudly. He gathered all of the Fa Li in his body, his eyes released a green glow and the Demon Suppressing Sword in his hand once again transformed into an azure dragon that devoured Gu Yuan.
But Gu Yuan did not care, with one hand he used a big shield to protect half of his body, and the other hand he used a big blade to slash down, vowing to kill Ge Qing, the formation master!
Ge Qing's eyes revealed a tinge of fear, the Zhanmadao sliced through the air and produced a series of ghostly wails, but before it even reached his body, the terrifying wind pressure made him feel as though his body was about to split open.
His temples throbbed violently, his heart felt like it was being held by an invisible hand, and it was about to explode at any moment.
"Buddha!"
In this critical moment, a 'handsome' figure stood in front of him and gently sent Ge Qing flying with a palm. Then, he clasped his hands together and his entire body turned pure gold.
The ten rings' mana had already been exhausted. He wanted to use his physical strength to withstand this attack!