Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

Fairy Hongyang turned a deaf ear to Wuluo Mai's words, her thoughts concentrated, and the one hundred and eight flying swords buzzed and quickly merged together.

But in the blink of an eye, all the flying swords condensed into one flying sword.

The entire flying sword is more than 1.60 meters long, like a silver rainbow light, suspended beside Fairy Hongyang.

This is the real Hongyang Flying Sword.

Hongyang is the name of a high-level dharma gold, and it is extremely rare in the Federation. If you can find a piece of palm, it is enough to make a Nascent Soul cultivator rich.

The properties of Hongyang Fajin are extremely peculiar, it can be separated or combined, its properties are very similar to clay, and its density can also be changed at will.

It's just that Hongyang Fajin will become weaker after the split.

In the original state, Hongyang is a Tianxuan-level magic gold, and after being split many times, it will eventually be downgraded to a Tongxuan-level magic gold.

The one hundred and eight flying swords controlled by Fairy Hongyang are split from one flying sword. This is not some kind of blindfold illusion, nor is it the pure energy condensed after the spiritual energy is qualitatively transformed.

They are real flying swords, each one is a real flying sword.

When condensed together, it becomes a magic weapon of Tianxuan level, and all remaining weapon spirits are also fused together.

The sarcasm on Wuluo Mai's expression changed slightly, but she didn't expect Fairy Hongyang to be exhausted.

With a wave of the soul-devouring halberd in Wuluo Mai's hand, a round of hundreds of meters of black light pierced through the air.

Fairy Hongyang pushed out her slender hand suddenly, and Hongyang Feijian turned into a rainbow light and shot out.

boom!

The black light collided with the rainbow light, and there was a loud noise in the void.

Wuluo Mai kept swinging the Soul-devouring halberd in his hand, and continuously shot out giant black awns in the shape of a sickle.

On the other side, Fairy Hongyang kept waving her hands, and the rainbow light transformed by Hongyang Flying Sword was like flying rainbow clouds, shuttled wantonly in the void, and collided with the continuous black light.

Boom, boom...

Every time there is a collision, there will be a loud noise, and the dazzling brilliance will explode.

Wugui and Renxiu, who were fighting on both sides, had to avoid the collision between these two powers and retreated more than ten kilometers away.

Any closer will be injured by the aftermath, or even destroyed.

Sang Ji'e once again issued an order to let the witch ghost troops bypass the aftermath and continue to attack Renxiu.

For a moment, in the void, on one side was sparks between two great powers colliding with the earth, and on the other side were hundreds of witch ghosts fighting with human cultivators.

Qin Zhan, who was standing on the edge of the protective cover, watched the battle in the void, and the situation became more and more unclear.

Not long after, the witch ghost broke through the defense line supported by Renxiu, and several witch ghosts crossed the battle line and flew towards Qin Zhan.

The dozen or so long-distance monks suspended behind Qin Zhan fired all the last ammunition, which only slowed down the speed of a few flying witch ghosts.

"You retreat first." Qin Zhan said in a deep voice.

"Qin Zuo, if you don't leave, we won't either." One of the young monks said firmly.

"Yes, Qin Zuo, are we greedy for life and afraid of death? Let these damned witches and ghosts see how powerful our federal monks are." Another monk threw away the aura barrel in his hand, stretched out a long sword and appeared in his hand , ready to fight at any time.

"Quick retreat, this is an order." Qin Zhan said sharply.

"Qin Zuo." More than a dozen monks said in unison.

"Let's go, do you want to disobey?" Qin Zhan's tone became cold, and he glanced sideways. A cold light flashed from the corner of his face, and his murderous intent continued to rise.

More than a dozen monks leaned back at the same time. They had never seen Qin Zuo like this before. His back was full of murderous aura, as if he had walked out of hell.

The four witch ghosts who passed through the battle line looked at Qin Zhan and a dozen Renxiu with ferocious faces, as if they were looking at a group of chickens.

This is a handy meal.

The witch ghost knew very well that although these monks who attacked from a distance were very powerful, once they were approached, they would be a group of weak and feeble scholars, fragrant and delicious.

boom!

Qin Zhan's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared beside the four witch ghosts, and he shot with a light sniper in his hand.

Snapped!

Before the four witch ghosts understood what was going on, they were all shot in the head with one shot.

These four witch ghosts never dreamed,

It would be like this, but they didn't have a chance to think about it.

The entire upper body exploded into powder.

This scene was seen by Sanji'e in the distance, and he was frightened and angry. With a wave of his hand, some of the witches and ghosts understood.

The combat strength of Renxiu's side has been greatly weakened, and they can't stop any actions of the witch ghosts at all. More than 20 witch ghosts flew over Qin Zhan at the same time.

Qin Zhan was suspended in the air, facing more than 20 witches and ghosts flying towards him, he did not have the slightest bit of fear, but instead showed an extremely firm and resolute look on his face.

"Qianhe, I'm sorry." Qin Zhan whispered to himself with a smile, a soft light flashed across a pair of tiger eyes.

Qianhe is his wife.

Qin Zhan still had two magnetic bombs in his hand. No matter how accurate his calculations were, it was impossible for him to kill more than twenty witch ghosts with two magnetic bombs.

Without any hesitation, Qin Zhan disappeared again, and when he appeared, he fired two shots in succession, and two beams of light flashed by.

Three witch ghosts were headshot, and two of them killed two birds with one stone.

Running out of ammunition and food, Qin Zhan lightly tossed the spiritual magnet lightly, and the light light turned into a brilliance and shot at the hand of an old man who had just retreated.

People can die, but guns can't be thrown away.

It will be troublesome if it is taken by the Raksha Kingdom. If you can keep the gun, try to keep it as much as possible.

And this small spirit array does not need to be triggered by human repair, as long as it is infused with death energy, it will explode immediately.

Killing three witch ghosts made the other witch ghosts rushing furious, and their speed increased suddenly.

"Catch him, he is a senior general of Renxiu, whoever catches him will be rewarded." Sang Ji'e roared from behind.

Hearing this, the witch ghosts let out a loud cry, and two of the bull-headed witch ghosts took the lead, roaring ferociously from their throats.

"Qin Zuo, it's dangerous." Renxiu who retreated into the protective shield exclaimed.

Qin Zhan stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand, named Zhan Lu.

In the middle stage of Jindan, he was not an opponent of Wugui, but this Zhanlu sword was refined by the Federation's number one refining master for ten years.

Top-grade Tianxuan True Treasure.

The great power of Huashen may not have such a high-grade magic weapon, and there are no more than ten such treasures in the entire Federation.

Li Daochong's Cang Mo is only a low-grade Tianxuan True Treasure, and even weaker, it can only be called a Tianxuan True Treasure.

Qin Zhan waved lightly.

bass.

An unsteady sword glow.

It doesn't look very powerful.

The two bull-headed witch ghosts smiled ferociously, and swung the mace in their hands, trying to wake up the overconfident middle-stage Golden Core cultivator in front of them.

Wugui is equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator. How can you, a mere Golden Core cultivator, have the courage to swing a sword at us?

"Die..." One of the tauren witches roared, but the sound stopped abruptly.

The mace in his hand was split into two halves by the sword light, and he was cut in half, as was his companion.

This kind of damage would not cause fatal injuries to the witch ghosts, but the aura contained in the sword light poured into their bodies like a flood breaking through a dam.

Bang, bang, the two tauren witches turned into a rain of black blood and disappeared into the void.

The witch ghosts who rushed up from behind shrank suddenly, and the first few were so frightened that they slammed on the brakes, and the witch ghosts behind them collided with them.

Qin Zhan looked at the terrified witches and ghosts, with a contemptuous grin on his face that was not angry and arrogant, "Are you here to die, hahaha."

Qin Zhan swung his sword to meet the attack, rushing into the witch and ghost, Zhan Lu sword swayed lightly, just like a sword dance performance in ancient times.

It's just that every time it is swung, a witch ghost will explode in the brilliance.

In just a few breaths, more than twenty witch ghosts were all killed, leaving no one behind.

The human cultivators inside the protective cover showed joy, even they didn't know that Qin Zuo still had such a powerful trump card in his hand.

Maybe, this time I can stop it.

At this moment, there was a roar in the distant void, and a white figure fell from the sky at high speed.

boom!

It smashed into the Demon Subduing City, and the gravel flew all over the sky, smashing out a huge hole.

That white shadow was none other than Fairy Hongyang who fought against Wuluo Mai.

"Ahem..."

The dust and smoke dissipated, Fairy Hongyang stood solemnly in the pit, coughing fiercely, her beautiful face was stained with dust, not only did not cover her delicate face, but added a bit of softness and coquettishness.

Bright red blood dripped from the corner of Fairy Hongyang's mouth, she was really hurt this time.

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