Chapter 424: The Ghost King in the Fusion Stage
"Interesting, it's actually constantly transforming and destroying the ghost energy."
A rare look of surprise appeared in those dark pupils.
You know, for many years, the world of immortal cultivation has been trying to find a way to deal with ghost energy, but it has been completely helpless.
That's why the ghost clan focused their strategy on the Merciless Sword, which was their only weakness.
But... now it seems that they underestimated the world of immortal cultivation and actually developed a way to deal with ghost energy.
If he had not planned ahead, and if he had given the world of immortal cultivation more time, his ghost clan would have been completely destroyed.
"Unfortunately, with me here, this little trick is still a little lacking in quality."
Having said this, the Ghost King curled his lips slightly and clenched his outstretched hand.
The ghost energy that was being slowly eliminated in the formation suddenly exploded as if it had received some kind of summons.
The resulting impact turned the formation in front into dust, and the flying ghost energy was like a net, covering the cultivator on the side.
In a short period of time, the cultivators who came into contact with the powerful ghost energy turned into white bones.
Having his flesh, blood, and soul sucked away made the Ghost King in the sky lick his lips in satisfaction.
Then he slowly turned his gaze to the back, at the Elder Shengxu who had just released the formation.
The Saint Ruins elder's heart was filled with alarm. He didn't care about his own safety and crushed the token to send the message.
[The Ghost King has appeared, be on high alert! ]
"Well."
Ghostly energy came from the ground and turned into a ghost hand surrounded by black air. It locked the elder's throat with lightning speed and slowly lifted him into the sky.
Looking at the person in front of him, the Ghost King was quite curious.
"How did you get this formation? If you tell me about it, I will allow you to become a ghost and live a long life."
The elder felt that being part of the ghost tribe was an insult.
He stared at the Ghost King intently, gritted his teeth, and spat out words of hatred and contempt.
"You...are dreaming!"
There was a look of determination in his eyes, which were filled with anger, and all the spiritual energy in his body rushed into his mind.
But it was cut off by the ghost hand.
"Want to self-destruct? I'm just giving you a chance. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
Then the Ghost King stretched out his hand and grabbed the elder's head, and wisps of golden soul were pulled out from it.
Soon, the Ghost King found what he wanted among the souls he was absorbing.
[This is based on the advice given by Daoist Fellow Luo. I've created a formation capable of eliminating ghost energy. This is how it's used...]
[If you encounter ghosts on the battlefield, you can use this formation to kill them.]
The stone in memory is the carrier of the formation.
"No wonder... many of my ghosts have been quietly eliminated these days."
The Ghost King's eyes were slightly dangerous, thinking of the Daoist Fellow Luo he mentioned...
It's that woman again.
I thought Wuqingjian was difficult enough, but I didn't expect his woman to be even more difficult.
It seems that this person can no longer be kept.
I know that Shengxu has developed a method to deal with the ghost clan, and it is quite effective.
The Ghost King felt a vague sense of crisis and without hesitation, he quickly flew away into the distance.
…
After personally taking action and absorbing a lot of blood, energy and soul, his strength has recovered a lot.
The Ghost King led all the elite ghosts and the remaining demons to Nanzhou.
The Sword Sect, which had already received the notice, had already seen the shadows of its three supreme elders appear above the Sect.
Perhaps he vaguely knew that this might be the final battle.
Those present included cultivators from the Holy Ruins, the Immortal Alliance, the Five Sects, and other forces from other places.
Even the demon tribe led by Bai Jiujun was waiting on the side.
Xiao Ying'er led Xing Lan, as well as the Wu Clan and other South Continent forces to come.
Looking at the place where she grew up below, there was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes, and she looked at Li Changfeng and Han Qing from a distance.
She had often sneaked over to the Sword Sect to see them before, but later the Snow Region Rebellion broke out and she needed to keep the sect running.
She could only be busy with business and sect management, and rarely came to the Sword Sect after that.
I just didn't expect that when we met again, it would be like this.
There was no need to reminisce too much. After this battle, if I am still alive, I will finish what I have not finished.
Xiao Ying'er raised her head slightly, looked at the scene in the sky and murmured softly,
"Here I come."
So everyone stood ready and watched the dark clouds approaching from the horizon.
The Ghost King was at the front, looking at the crowded scene on top of the formation, and smiled evilly.
"It seems that we all think of the same thing."
Ghost Face was beside him at this time, and the cauldron in his hand emitted a faint blood aura, suppressing the demons.
But after looking for a long time, he didn't see a familiar figure, which made him raise his eyes slightly.
At this time, the three phantoms at the front of the Sword Sect looked at Ghost Face with serious expressions.
After so many years, the other person's aura remained unchanged, still eerie and full of death.
The three supreme elders could easily recognize this person who had once brought them great shadow.
A thousand years ago, they were in a weaker tier of cultivation and could only deal with the second-level ghosts outside.
The scene where the Ghost King fought with the talented monks at that time is still fresh in their memory.
The strange ghostly methods could no longer be erased by any spiritual attacks. Even if one was injured or had a broken arm, it could be restored.
They were even affected and injured outside.
The Ghost King brought a feeling of powerlessness as huge as a mountain, which almost caused the bystanders to lose their faith.
Fortunately, in the subsequent sacrifice scene, the painful screams of the other party and the ghost clan made them feel relieved and realize that the ghost clan was not invincible.
But even someone as strong as Senior Gu Jian suffered heavy damage as a result.
After explaining the subsequent affairs of the Sword Sect, he passed away and handed the Sword Sect over to them.
Now it is their turn to contribute their final strength to the Sword Sect.
There was no excessive talk, as both sides knew that the purpose of this trip was simply to determine a final winner.
Let’s save those verbal skills for the wartime.
After only a glance, the monks and demons around him rushed out first and started fighting with each other.
The Ghost King looked at the three strongest people on the opposite side and curled his lips.
"It seems that if I don't mention my cultivation, I'm afraid I won't respect you."
Hearing this, Ghost Face seemed not surprised at all.
The Ghost King suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed behind him, locking the ghosts behind him.
"Lord?"
Some ghosts spoke in confusion, but then their eyes trembled, as if they were facing something incredible.
By the time they reacted, it was too late; the ghost energy in their bodies was being continuously drained away.
The doubt and fear behind him gradually turned into anger, and then he felt a strong fear because he realized he couldn't resist.
However, the leading ghost king ignored it completely and continued to smile unscrupulously, while his aura continued to rise.
Until he regained the same momentum as the three people opposite him.
The three of them looked solemnly at the aura emanating from the Ghost King in front of them, which was surprisingly the aura of a fusion.
"That should be enough now."
The Ghost King raised his eyes nonchalantly and met the eyes of the three men.
If the ghost clan had not been wiped out, he would not have had to plan for so long, and he would not even be able to recover his full strength.
But that's enough...
The Ghost King's eyes gradually turned sinister. Today, he would take revenge on all the old and new debts!
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