Big Demon

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　　 "Saye?" The ancestor of the ghosts, who was covered in black mist, snorted angrily, and the gray and black robe rang straight out without wind. At the same time, the black mist turned into strands of black qi, and the black qi couldn't help exploding and spreading outwards, one divided into two, two divided into four. Just counting the time of interest, the world will change color. The sky within a few kilometers is filled with countless strands of black air that are sometimes blurred and sometimes clearly visible, covering the sky and the earth, forming a gloomy and gloomy space. Looking from the top to the bottom, it was like a large cloud of billowing clouds, as if no matter how strong the sun was, it could not penetrate into it.

　　 The whole person stayed inside, and only felt that there was a black air that could not help but linger in front of him, and his eyes could not reach tens of meters, and it was difficult for his spiritual consciousness to break through the layers of obstruction, and he was trapped in a small area. The temperature dropped sharply, and there were bursts of tearing and piercing howls of ghosts and wolves, which made people feel chilly and horrified. Those with a lower cultivation base would inevitably swing their legs straight, and almost fell from the flying magic weapon because they were unable to stand still.

　　 "Netherworld Dafa!"

　　 Withered Bone didn't expect the ghosts to say nothing, so he displayed the Netherworld Dafa, and took the lead in simulating the surrounding environment into a Netherworld space. The look was shocked and angry and shouted: "I didn't expect that my ghosts, your Netherworld Dafa, would have such a fire. But you and I have no grievances and no grudges, so you come to the door for no reason, do you think I am withered? Is withered bones good to bully?"

　　 "Withered bones, you don't have to put garlic there." The ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts has another ghostly spirit, which is many times better than that of Thunder. With a slight raise of his hand, the dense ghosts surged out of the flag. In this nether space, a torrent of black pressure formed. Those ghosts, living in this nether space, are surrounded by ghostly ghost energy, one by one like a dragon returning to the sea, cheering and vigorous, swallowing the almost endless, strands of black energy. Those ghosts, every time they swallowed a piece of black energy, they seemed to grow stronger in an instant. The ghostly aura became more fierce and brutal, sending out waves of ghosts that pierced the eardrums.

　　 If it is one or two, it's fine, but the countless ghosts are screaming and screaming one after another, making people's brains bloated, qi and blood unstable, and violent.

　　 The most terrifying thing is that the army of ghosts in the ten thousand ghost flags seems to have no end. The torrent has been circling in the nether space for several times, but it still does not appear to be exhausted. The seemingly endless army of ghosts made the expressions of everyone in Dry Bone Peak a little nervous and weak, shivering. I am afraid that when the ancestor of the thousands of ghosts comes down with a thought, the horrible number of ghosts will pounce on them, swallowing them all from soul to flesh and blood.

　　 Thunder is also dumbfounded. Within a few miles, the world of ghosts has been completely formed. And those ghosts, because they swallowed and absorbed the black energy, became stronger and more brutal. His eyes widened, he looked at this magnificent and terrifying scene in disbelief, and wondered secretly that this is a ghost. Originally, Lei Dong thought that he had reached a certain level in playing ghosts, but now, compared with the ancestor of the ghosts, the gap is more than tens of thousands of miles. In this scene, the momentum, if he alone picked out the dry bone peak, Lei Dong would immediately believe it.

　　The withered bone ancestor also has an extremely solemn face. Rumors say that these ten thousand ghosts are young and powerful, and no one can match the evil spirits of the evil spirits. Originally, they didn't believe it. At this moment, he seems to be more powerful than the rumors. If it were only the Netherworld Dafa and the superb Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, the Withered Bones Ancestor might be afraid of him. The main reason was that Withered Bones had also heard about it recently, that the ghost had suffered a lot from this person's hands, because his best spirit ghost had already been promoted to the level of a ninth-level ghost general. A top grade ninth-level ghost general, coupled with more powerful equipment, that power can envy others and anger the enemy. Withered Bones himself had measured it, if according to the current strength of the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage, whether it was singled out against the old monster of the ten thousand ghosts, or the ghost of the nineth level, he would be sure to win. It's a pity that the ninth-level ghost generals are the destiny ghost servants of all ghosts. How can there be a reason to fight separately?

　　 In this way, Dry Bones did not have the belief in winning. Relying on the cultivation base two levels higher than Wangui and the strength accumulated over three hundred years, the two sides were at most a tie. This is also because of his fierce temper, there is no reason to act immediately when the ancestor of the ten thousand ghosts comes up to the door.

　　 is more than three hundred and eighty years old. In this life, he has no hope of being promoted to the undead. He has already let the bones lose their fearless and enterprising determination. In the remaining hundred years of life, it is the last word to enjoy the old age. As a result, thousands of ghosts yelled like this. Withered bones turned irritated, but still suppressed the urge to fight him hard: "What do you mean, ten thousand ghosts? If it is my withered bones that owes you something, please explain."

　　 As soon as Dry Bones said this, the faces of all the Dry Bon Peak disciples were disappointed and ugly. It's no wonder that if an ancestor who has always been inferior to his own cave mansion came to the door domineeringly, his own ancestor of the ghosts has been wronged for all the time, and the disciples such as Lei Dong will naturally lose their morale.

"Jiejie~" The ancestor Wangui laughed loudly, his voice filled with disdain: "Since you are so acquainted with your bones, this seat is not too good to embarrass you. You dared to attack my ten thousand ghost caves politely. Baili **** handed it over and left it to my disposal. Nothing happened to the lunch box today."

　　 "Are you saying that Bailiyun attacked Ding Wanyan?" The withered face sank, and his heart suddenly became embarrassed.

　　 I have to admit that people with outstanding qualifications like Bailiyun can produce one every ten years on average. With only a little training, the promotion and base-building period is a sure thing. Every ten years, the first disciple who has such qualifications will almost always be admitted to the Heavenly Demon Palace. This year is also extremely lucky, out of Dongfang Fu's rare enchantment in a century. It is also because of this that it will be the turn of the dead bones to get this hundred miles away. Just as Wan Gui had great expectations for Ding Wanyan, Kugu had great expectations for Bailiyun. If the dry bones were to hand over Bailiyun, he would never be able to agree to this matter.

　　 "Where is Yun'er?" The dead bone ancestor drank down, staring at him and said: "Let him come out and talk to this seat. Didn't this seat warn him not to cause trouble outside?"

　　 Soon, a disciple bit his head and came out and replied: "Enjoy my ancestors, Brother Baili hasn't been back for a long time, but, but..."

　　 "What do you hesitate to do?" The Bones Ancestor exclaimed in dissatisfaction.

"However, Senior Brother Baili was seriously injured and was unconscious until now. Also, Senior Brother Baili blew his left arm and came back with blood escape ~www.wuxiaspot.com~What?" Withered bone brows jumped, and he was very angry. He waved his hand: "Get out of the way." With an evil and majestic aura, he shot the disciple away, seriously injured and fell to the ground, vomiting blood but no one dared to help him.

　　 "Hmph, you are so majestic, withered bones." The ancestor Wangui smiled coldly: "Even if he ordered his disciple to make up such lies to fool this seat, can you not grow up as a vegetarian?"

　　 "Ten thousand ghosts, you are deceiving too much." Dry Bones said in a rage: "I originally wanted to be in the friendship of the same clan, and I didn't want to care about you too much. Is it impossible? Are you really afraid that you will not succeed?"

　　 "Okay, let's try it." The ancestor Wangui was here to make trouble this time. Only by making things into a mess can he achieve his goal. Withered bone's tone became a little harder, Wangui Old Ancestor took the opportunity to step on the bar, with a gloomy face, Jiejiegui smiled: "Let me learn and teach Old Demon your Withered Bones Dafa."

　　 There are more than tens of thousands of ghosts who were happily devouring black energy in the sky. As if receiving some instructions, a huge torrent was formed in an instant, covering the sun and the sky and sweeping towards the dead bone ancestor. The ghosts roared up, stabbing the disciples of the Withered Bone Peak who had only cultivated in the Qi Refining Period, and fell from the flying magical instruments one after another.

　　Even the thunderstorm was caused by the screams of countless ghosts, causing a headache. I only felt that my chest was filled with hostility, like a sign of exploding and dying.

　　 Just when he was unable to hold on to himself, a majestic and cold breath wrapped him tightly, and all the wailing and howling all disappeared. Lei Dong only felt that his whole body was sweaty, and he could not help looking at his back because he knew that he was compassionate by the ancestor. I saw his tall figure, tall and majestic. The ancestor of a generation of evil sects was so careful as to be so careful, and the enemy is now, and he can still think that it is difficult to resist the screaming of all ghosts.

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