Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 259 Borrow the power of the ghost!

"snort!"

Zhang Xialin snorted coldly and said, "So what about the three strong men in the Martial Ancestor Realm? Don't you think that the difference in strength can be made up for by numbers alone?"

"Soon you will know that everything you are doing is in vain."

"If I want to kill you, it's like crushing ants!"

Zhang Xialin sneered endlessly, and when he spoke, spiritual power surged between his hands. On each of his ten fingers, a mountain-creation seal the size of a fingernail appeared, a total of ten mountain-creation seals, shining with a forest green luster.

Then the ten fingers trembled...

Ten mountain opening seals rushed towards the three of Yang Chen with the momentum of destruction.

Seeing this scene, light also appeared on Yang Chen's right hand, and the ancient seals of blue and gold were slowly compressed in the palm, and the Buddha's mountain seal was condensed in the palm, and the air was shaken by bursts of spiritual power.

"The Buddha opened the mountain seal!"

On Li Yunshan's right palm, there is also a surge of spiritual power, the milky white spiritual power lingers like a gas, and finally transformed into a hundred-foot-big rune, like a canopy, covering the sky and the sun!

"Cloud Seal!"

Between Xu Qian's palms, a huge golden ball of light condensed, like a cannonball, under the dazzling light, there was endless explosive power.

"Tiangang bomb!"

Whoosh...

The three strongest killing moves from the experts in the Martial Ancestor Realm rushed out in an instant.

Blast into those ten mountain opening seals!

Rumble!

This collision, as if the world trembled.

A ray of light quickly diffused from the sky, and wherever it passed, the sea of ​​clouds churned, and the sky and the earth changed color. The aftermath spread hundreds of feet wide, and even the striker below seemed unable to withstand the explosion and collapsed!

In the sky, a huge mushroom cloud that had never been seen before rolled out.

The entire sky has become an ocean of spiritual power.

Some disciples on the ground were blown away by this powerful force, and even those with strength were shaken back again and again.

The ground also began to crack, the cracking sound of "Ka Ka Ka" resounded endlessly, and the broken stones splashed, and a deep pit was abruptly shaken out.

"Is this... the battle of Wu Zongjing?"

Chu Rou murmured, her eyes full of complexities.

She originally thought that there was only one realm difference between the Great Martial Master and Wu Zongjing, and the battles between the two should be almost the same, but now it seems that it is like a gap, a difference between clouds and mud!

Look at the sky again.

After the explosion dissipated, several figures in the sky were also revealed.

The three of Yang Chen were all ragged and dilapidated.

On the other hand, looking at the shrimp forest, the whole person looked calm and calm, as if the explosion just now did not cause the slightest damage to him.

"laugh."

Looking at the three people in a state of distress, Zhang Xialin sneered, and said: "The ten mountain seals just now are not the best of the old man. You are in a state of embarrassment just at this level. If the old man has used his full strength, don't you want Disappeared?"

Hearing this, the faces of Yang Chen and the others were a little ugly.

This old miscellaneous hair is really powerful.

Although Yang Chen had the help of Yunhai Patriarch, he went directly from the late stage of the Great Martial Master to the Third Heaven of the Martial Ancestor Realm, but the current battle is not a matter of one plus one equals two.

The gap in strength cannot be made up by quantity.

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment, and while the shrimp was distracted, an aura suddenly came out of his body.

Rumble!

In the sky, there was a sudden loud noise.

In the sky, a huge sword thousands of feet crashed down, stabbing slowly at Zhang Xialin below. This huge sword landed like a meteorite, causing an unimaginable visual impact on everyone——

"God is one foot!"

Zhang Xialin raised his head and looked at the huge sword above his head, but his eyes showed disdain: "Small tricks!"

Then with a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind roared out.

Under this strong wind, the huge sword hardly hesitated. From the tip of the sword to the hilt, the whole sword instantly turned into nothingness!

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Xialin laughed, and his face was full of sarcasm: "Is this your strength? But there are still killing moves? Use them all, let me open my eyes today!"

As Zhang Xialin said, he hooked his fingers at the three of them, his face full of contempt.

Hearing this, the faces of the three of them became a little gloomy.

"Old miscellaneous hair, you just stole the spiritual power of Yunhaizong and forcibly reached the sixth heaven of Wuzong Realm. What capital do you have to shout there?" Xu Qian snorted and sneered: "If I were you, I guess Just find a hole in the ground and drill it yourself, it’s really a lot of age and not ashamed.”

Hearing this, Zhang Xialin was not only not angry, but laughed out loud.

"You can scold, scold as you like!"

"The spiritual power of the Yunhai Sect is all on this old man, what can you do to me? It's just to show off your tongue! When I'm done, I'll cut off your head and pull out your tongue. Let's see how much strength you have to shout!"

As Zhang Xialin said, he wanted to take Xu Qian into surgery first.

But at this moment...

I saw Yang Chen in the sky, suddenly slapped the Qiankun bag, took out a small black flag from it, fluttered and danced gently in the wind.

Soul Sacrifice Banner!

"Huh?" Seeing the flag, Zhang Xialin paused slightly, with doubts in his eyes.

For some reason, Zhang Xialin felt a burst of fear for no reason when he saw the flag.

"Soul Sacrifice Banner!"

Gu Tianji exclaimed and cried out.

"Yang Chen, are you crazy?"

"Don't you know the damage of the Soul Sacrifice Banner?"

Gu Tianji's voice came from below, startling everyone, no one could understand why this calm old guy suddenly changed his face.

"Of course I know."

Yang Chen said lightly.

The Soul Sacrifice Banner belongs to the extremely negative evil, and there is a trick in it to borrow ghosts. Once the warrior uses it, he will lose rank at least, and the Yin Qi will invade the body and damage the bones!

"However, this is the only way to defeat Zhang Xialin."

Hearing this, Gu Tianji's expression froze slightly, he opened his mouth and was speechless.

I saw the flag in Yang Chen's hand, and suddenly at this moment, the black glow flourished. The monstrous black gas continuously churned out of it like a cloud of mist, carrying a breath of death, constantly penetrating.

Under this aura, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and their backs were wet with cold sweat.

Creepy.

However……

Something even more terrifying happened.

I saw the dead bodies of Yunhaizong and Kaishanzong on the ground suddenly stood up?

No! Not dead bodies stood up!

Instead, above these dead bodies, there unexpectedly appeared a transparent figure, like a soul, floating quietly above these dead bodies.

They raised their heads, all looking at Yang Chen in the sky.

The dense ghosts suddenly knelt down at this moment, showing respect:

"Meet the banner owner!"