Emperor Tianwu

As soon as the big banner appeared, there were waves of low whimpering sounds all around. This kind of whimpering sound was very uncomfortable, as if you were in hell.

"The Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Banner!" Baichuanxi said in surprise: "You actually even brought out such a thing!"

The Soul-Eating Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts is a famous magic weapon in the immortal world. This kind of magic weapon is extremely difficult to refine. It needs to be watered with blood and cast with souls.

If you want to refine a Ten Thousand Ghost Soul-Eating Banner, you must kill at least hundreds of millions of creatures.

Moreover, if these hundreds of millions of creatures are to die in fear, the more fearful they are, the greater their resentment, the deeper their obsession, and the more terrifying the power of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Banner will be.

In other words, if Ji Tingfeng wanted to refine this Ten Thousand Ghost Soul-eating Banner, he would have to kill at least hundreds of millions of creatures.

Ji Tingfeng said with some pride: "Yes, this is the Soul-Eating Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts. Hehe, my Soul-Eating Banner has not been replenished with fresh blood for a long time, especially the blood of such a powerful guy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the big flag in his hand suddenly rose up, and immediately a series of extremely ferocious figures pounced out from the big flag with teeth and claws, carrying a terrifying evil aura.

Among these people are old people, children, and even newborn babies.

The overwhelming resentment seemed to freeze and fill the entire space.

"Get away!"

When Yun Chen saw an old man rushing towards him, he shouted loudly and thunder exploded in his mouth. Then he raised his hands, and streaks of lightning stretched out like spider webs and landed on these figures.

As soon as the lightning touched these figures, these figures immediately turned into smoke and disappeared.

However, there are too many of these figures.

There was a steady stream of people running out of the flags, with a strong attitude that they would not give up until Yun Chen was killed.

Yun Chen knew that in order to solve the current dilemma, killing Ji Tingfeng was the most appropriate way.

He grabbed the long knife in his hand with his backhand and took a step forward. A powerful force burst out from him.

The next second, he moved.

The long knife slashed forward.

An extremely wide thunder-attribute sword energy suddenly emerged, with a mysterious and mysterious flavor, and struck at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Banner.

Magical power, one strike to kill the sky!

This was the first time Yun Chen used this magical power.

This is a magical power he learned in the Ancient Gods Monument.

When this sword fell, it swept away all the killing power around it, making the space a little unstable.

Feeling the terror of this knife, Ji Tingfeng's expression suddenly changed.

The aura of death crushed him down, leaving him no time to sacrifice other magic weapons. He could only wildly dance the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Banner in his hand.

Along with the dancing of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-eating Banner, silhouettes and endless black mist immediately overlapped in front of him, forming a shield shape to block Yun Chen's Tian Mie slash.

Finally, the sword light fell.

With the sound of "chi la", the sword light passed through like a knife cutting through butter, cutting the shield into pieces, and landed on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Banner, causing a huge crack to form on the banner cloth. of the mouth.

The magic weapon was cut open, and the powerful backlash made Ji Tingfeng's face turn pale, and he opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow.

"You..." He was extremely angry and looked at Yun Chen fiercely.

His Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Banner, which he spent countless energy refining, was now greatly damaged. If he wanted to completely restore the power of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Banner, he still had to kill many living beings.

"Is this okay?" Yun Chen, on the other hand, frowned, seeming to be dissatisfied with the results of his sword.

This made Ji Tingfeng want to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Although he was very angry, he did not continue to attack.

Obviously, he also knew that with Yun Chen's current climate, it was basically impossible for him to kill the other party.

Unless Baichuan Xi is willing to help.

But with Mokawa Nozomi's temper, it's strange that she would help him.

Ji Tingfeng didn't take action, and Yun Chen naturally wouldn't take action either.

The use of Tian Mie's sword slash also caused a great loss to him. In order for him to use the second sword, he would probably need to burn his blood essence to do it.

The magical power is powerful, but unfortunately his cultivation level is still too low after all, and he is still somewhat powerless against Daluo Jinxian.

"Do you want to continue fighting?" Even though he knew that the opponent did not want to take action, and even though he was slightly at a disadvantage, Yun Chen still raised the long knife in his hand and pointed it at Ji Tingfeng.

Momentum, can’t lose!

This is what the so-called losers don't lose formation means.

Ji Tingfeng was so angry that he trembled all over, and finally snorted coldly: "Huh, boy, you are lucky this time. I hope your luck will continue to be this good. If I hadn't been in a hurry to go to the eighth floor, I would have killed you today." It cannot be killed.”

After all, he is also the Supreme Elder of the Dark Moon Immortal Sect, so he doesn’t want to lose face, right?

Even if you don’t want to fight anymore, you have to give yourself a step down.

Yun Chen sneered: "Okay, if you don't dare to fight, you don't dare to fight, and you have to pretend that something is wrong!"

"You..." Ji Tingfeng was extremely angry: "Huh, I don't even bother to be as knowledgeable as a junior like you."

Yun Chen did not continue to ridicule the other party.

If we really want to continue to ridicule, I'm afraid the war will continue.

And if the war continues and both sides suffer, who knows what the guy on the side will do?