Heavenly God Mnemonic

"This...what is this?!"

The Ghost King was startled, completely lost his calmness and calmness, staring at the Hyakki Yakou, his expression frightened.

The body of the sword is pitch black and slightly wide, with a hideous skull at the end of the handle, with ghostly spirit lingering on it, and blood flowing in the groove.

Four weird characters were engraved on the smooth sword: Hundred Ghosts and Night.

"What is this? Haha, this is the home where you will never live beyond your life in the future. You will live here in the future, until the sky is gone, until the universe is destroyed, Jiejie, happy?"

Yang Qingxuan grinned, and Hyakki Yexing swayed in the air before stabbing it.

The gloomy ghost aura emanating from there, as well as the hideous voice of a hundred ghosts, seemed to be not under the ghost king.

Even Yang Qingxuan himself, after taking out the sword, turned a ghostly look, and the whole person was haunted by the faint fire, which was very strange.

The ghost king looked immature and dull, like a scared child, but more like a human being.

"Chih! Chih!"

Hyakki Yexing cut out a few green lights in the air. With every sword strike, there was a ghost sound echoing in the air, and a large number of ripples appeared inexplicably around the sword, like whirlpools.

For some reason, the ghost king always couldn't restrain his heartbeat. He was no stranger to everything on this sword, but he did not know why he gave birth to an indescribable fear.

He stepped back desperately, and Yang Qingxuan suffocated his heart with every sword stabbing.

At the same time, all the ghosts and ghosts all over the sky made miserable screams, seeming to be very afraid. But those wild ghosts are all like mosquitoes, densely gathered above Yang Qingxuan's head, turning out a huge whirlpool.

Even the cold and gloomy light radiating from the ground lost its original direction and gathered towards the ghost sword.

Yang Qingxuan also found this vision, and couldn't help being taken aback, the sword in his hand slowed down.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his arm couldn't help shaking. The skeleton on the hilt of the sword, I don't know when it turned blood and flesh, forming a terrible grimace, stern and hideous.

In those hollow and deep eyes, there is even a nose, which makes people look terrified.

Yang Qingxuan was so shocked that he did not dare to take this sword again, thrust it into the ground, and then let go.

Under the cold light on the sword, it turned into a huge ghost, like the soul of this sword, reaching a hundred feet.

The ghosts in the air all screamed sorrowfully, trying to escape around.

But the ghost had a stern face, pinching his hands in front of him, and directly opened his mouth to absorb the Quartet.

Suddenly, the ghostly spirit in the sky turned into a huge whirlpool, and all the unjust souls screamed and were sucked into the mouth by the ghost.

The endless cold light and ghost energy that overflowed from the earth all converged on the ghost, completely enveloping him, making the real body indistinct.

But in those cold light, there are endless souls sandwiched, all roaring bitterly and being sucked into the ghost's body.

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, took a few steps back, a little at a loss.

The King of Ghosts was even more frightened, and let out a cry of extreme pain, "Ghost...Ghost...This is Master Guizun!"

The ghost king's body continued to twist and deform, and finally turned into a soul-like light, flew into the light of the ghost, swallowed and absorbed by it, and completely ceased to exist.

"Ghost?" Yang Qingxuan opened his mouth wide, looking at the huge ghost, not knowing what to do.

Now this ghost deity has become the center of the entire **** road, and all the souls that fly out of the earth are swallowed up by him greedily, and no one escapes.

Shi Yuyan trembled: "Yang Qingxuan, what's going on?"

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said: "I don't know, this thing seems to be able to absorb the wronged souls, it seems to be called Ghost Venerable, who of you has heard of this name?"

"Ghost?"

Everyone looked blank.

Shi Yuyan stared at the Hundred Ghosts on the ground, and said in surprise: "This thing came out of your sword?"

Yang Qingxuan nodded.

Shi Yuyan said, "Then you can take him back?"

Yang Qingxuan frowned, looked up at the ghost, and said, "I don't know, but now this ghost is absorbing the wronged soul. If I take it back, wouldn't the wronged soul in the **** road run into the Black Sea?"

Shi Yuyan said: "I know, but what I want to ask is, after he absorbs it completely, can you still control him?"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, but also had a lingering fear.

This Hyakki Yexing has always given him extremely uncomfortable feelings since its birth, and now this ghost is an existence that even the ghost king is afraid of, and he doesn't know what it will look like after absorbing the evil spirits of this **** road.

If you can't control it, doesn't it make you a stronger enemy?

He suddenly got a dilemma.

It's wrong to interrupt this ghost at this moment, and it doesn't seem to be right not to interrupt.

Shi Yuyan said: "Wait for the change, this thing came out of the sword after all, and the sword is controlled by your martial soul, so there shouldn't be a big problem. If you interrupt him at this moment, it will really happen. The big problem is that the entire Black Sea will be implicated."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "What you said is extremely true."

Right now, simply sit in front of the sword, pinch the tactics with both hands, and adjust the breath of the true essence.

Those surviving warriors are all dumbfounded, they don't know what to do, whether to stay, or not to stay.

The teleportation center is in this area, and he can't do without **** if you go, you can only wait for the final result.

Everyone looked at each other a few times, exchanged opinions, and they all stayed.

At this moment, some warriors ran from a distance from time to time, and they were surprised to see the foreground. After a little understanding, they all sat quietly in the distance.

Yang Qingxuan felt that his cultivation base had improved a lot under the power of the Heavenly Pill, and he was directly pressed to the peak of the late Xiaotian stage, and even as long as he was willing, he could directly try to break through.

However, from the early stage to the middle stage, and then to the later stage, it is only a few days. Such continuous breakthroughs may affect the foundation. It is still subtle.

Immediately suppressed the opportunity for breakthrough and began to stabilize the state.

And I kept recalling the martial arts that had appeared in my mind during this period of time, and I confirmed them one by one with what I had learned before.

There is no sunrise or sunset in the **** road. It has always been a gloomy and dark world. I don’t know how long it has been. The light on the ghost is so strong that it is difficult to open the eyes. It is like a huge group of gloomy lights that reach hundreds of meters without spiritual eyes. With supernatural powers, you can't see the ghosts in it.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly moved in his heart, suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed across his eyes.

The Hundred Ghosts Yexing in front of him, the faint light flowing on the sword, constantly exuding a compelling cold air, more than ten feet away, still felt the sword's extraordinary edge.

"This sword... is obviously just the soul of the sword... how can there be any real feeling? It's like a real sword stuck in the ground ahead!"

Yang Qingxuan was stunned and looked at the sword in amazement.

Then he suddenly raised his head, the fiery eyes pierced the gloomy light, and he couldn't help but breathe in the air, "Hey!--"

//There is only one update today, good night everyone.

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