True Immortal of the Netherworld

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang pinched out the magic formula with one hand, and a gray-white spiritual light popped up and fell on the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword hanging above his head.

"Ugh——!"

The sword body of the Devil Crying Sword made a strange buzzing sound, like the chanting of ghosts and gods. What followed was a powerful dark black spiritual pressure leaking out, and the void shook violently.

The next moment, a huge pillar of pitch-black light erupted from the body of the Devil May Cry Sword. It was an extremely domineering sword force that penetrated the boundaries of space and led directly to the underworld.

All kinds of powerful ghost spirits in the underworld were suddenly summoned by the power of this sword realm. Hundreds of ghost king souls, some with green hair, some with one horn, some with fire eyes, or some with long tongues... were all summoned one by one. Inhaled into the sword domain.

Immediately afterwards, the black sword domain on the sword body suddenly converged back, and the surface of the black sword body made a rattling sound, as if it could not withstand the power of the hundreds of ghost kings brought back from the sword domain.

"Wow!"

The dark sword body trembled and shattered into hundreds of pieces, hovering in mid-air. Each piece of the sword body fragment was engraved with a strange ghost rune on the surface, and was entangled with the spirit of ghosts.

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, he pointed it out with one hand, and another spell fell.

High in the sky, the sword body that was broken into hundreds of pieces exploded with a buzzing and shaking sound, turning into a large rolling mass of black mist.

The black mist converged, and a person appeared in it.

This man was about ten feet tall, with long gray hair that shone like fine iron. A narrow, seemingly transparent gray gauze band covered his eyes, and then tied a simple knot behind his head. The surface of the gray gauze ribbon is painted with silver ghost runes that keep wandering like spiritual snakes.

His skin was greyish and shiny, and his muscles were full of edges but not stiff. He only wore a pair of simple gray shorts, his chest was broad, his hands and feet were bare, and his fingertips were long and sharp like swords.

The strange thing is that the surface of this weirdo's skin is covered with many thin golden lines that look like open sheets, as if the whole person is made up of pieces.

This strange man said nothing and stood in the void opposite Xu Yang. Since his eyes were covered by gray gauze, no one knew what his eyes were focusing on, let alone what he would do next.

Without it, it is the sword spirit of Devil May Cry Sword, the soul of a hundred ghosts - "Hundred Mang".

Just when Xu Yang cast a spell to summon Bai Mang, the sword spirit of Devil May Cry Sword.

"He is indeed the man I like. Not only is he handsome, but the sword spirit is also so majestic. It actually contains the power of a hundred ghosts." A faint smile appeared on the corner of the red-haired woman opposite, "However, sister also happens to have someone here. With a sword spirit, I will play with you."

The red-haired woman was worthy of being in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. In just a moment, she could see the outline of how Xu Yang summoned the sword spirit Bai Mang.

Although the red-haired woman spoke lightly, she began to be a little wary of Xu Yang's ability in her heart, "Where did Xu Yang come from? His martial arts are not like those of the monks at the Golden Buddha Temple. He has a wooden attribute. With the purple lightning attribute, we now have a sword spirit with the ghost and fire attribute, and this sword spirit has the power of a hundred ghosts, which is no small matter."

Although Devil May Cry Sword ranks first among the Heavenly Ghost Sect's divine weapons, its reputation is also very resounding throughout the Zhongyuan Continent. But no one has ever seen the real Devil May Cry Sword, or in other words, everyone who has seen the power of Devil May Cry Sword has become a dead soul under the sword.

Just like the previous owner of the Devil May Cry Sword, Xu Yang's master Gui Gu Yeyan would say something every time he used the Devil May Cry Sword - "When the Devil May Cry Sword comes out, it will drink the souls of the dead."

The red-haired woman did not dare to neglect. With a flash of consciousness, her pair of black pupils turned into blood red, and her physical aura faintly increased.

Immediately afterwards, the red-haired woman's throat bulged, her mouth opened, and a stream of red light came out.

The red stream of light converged, and it turned out to be a three-foot long sword.

The long sword is red in color, made of an unknown material, and is translucent, as if carved from peerless jade. And the surface of the sword body is engraved with a beautiful spirit butterfly pattern. The spirit butterfly is like a living creature, with a pair of wings slowly flapping.

Without stopping, the red-haired woman cast a spell on the red sword.

The surface of the red long sword immediately became filled with spiritual light, scattering red stars all over the sky, and the body of the long sword was submerged in it.

When the red stars converged, a person appeared on the spot.

It was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure. There was a pair of huge red butterfly wings on the woman's back. Her red hair was tied into a bud-like bun on the back of her head, which was fixed with a bright silver butterfly-shaped hairpin.

What is surprising is that this woman has no clothes on her body, and her convex and convex figure outlines beautiful lines.

The surface of the woman's body is covered with exquisite floral patterns in five colors. Especially the pair of gorgeous peonies on the chest, blooming gracefully and full, giving people the beauty of infinite reverie.

Ecstasy at a glance, that's probably it.

As soon as the Demonic Butterfly Sword Spirit appeared, even Xu Yang was startled. The eerie beauty, although sometimes evil, also makes people wonder.

The sword spirit Bai Mang stood in mid-air, and because his eyes were covered by a light gray gauze band, it was unclear where his eyes were falling.

"Beautiful!" Sword Spirit Baimang said.

This was the first time Xu Yang heard Sword Spirit Bai Mang speak. He originally thought Sword Spirit Bai Mang was mute. It seems that Xu Yang was wrong, it was just that the sword spirit Baimang was bored.

"Baimang!"

"Flower Shadow!"

Xu Yang and the red-haired woman across from him called out the names of their sword spirits at the same time.

Hearing the sound, Sword Spirit Bai Mang and Sword Spirit Huaying made moves at the same time. The two figures disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, the two entities appeared somewhere in the void.

The sword spirit Bai Mang holds a black ghost sword, and the sword spirit Huaying holds a red demon sword.

For a moment, the sword light superimposed the sword light, the figure entangled the figure, the black swallowed the red, and the red crushed the black.

Wherever the sword passes, it leaves traces in the void.

Where the sword blades collided, masses of pitch-black ghost energy and red demon energy exploded. The sound was harsh, like demons and ghosts roaring at each other.

Two sword spirits with different attributes, one a ghost spirit and the other a demon spirit, were fearless and fearless, and the scene was horrifying.

At this moment, Sword Spirit Bai Mang and Sword Spirit Huaying each stabbed each other in the shoulder with a sword.

puff!

puff!

A sword energy exploded from their shoulders.

The sword energy vibrated, the figures suddenly separated, and the two sword spirits stepped back five feet away.

Where Sword Spirit Baimang's shoulder was injured, a neat hole was exposed, with wisps of red arcs drilling through it. But as jet-black ghostly energy overflowed from the surface of the wound, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Where Sword Spirit Huaying's shoulder was wounded, there was also a neat hole, and wisps of black arcs were the remaining power of the sword energy. As streams of red demonic energy overflowed from the surface of the wound, the wound healed quickly.

The sword bodies with sword spirits are different, and the shapes and attributes of the sword spirits are also different. Some sword spirits are made of flesh and blood, and some sword spirits are special virtual bodies. Sword Spirit Baimang and Sword Spirit Huaying are special virtual bodies.

The two sides just stabbed each other with their swords. Although there was no blood on either side, they had already caused trauma to the other side's virtual body.

The two sword spirits just paused, completely ignoring the injuries on their shoulders, and flew to fight again. For a while, it was difficult to tell the winner.

The sword spirit goes into battle directly, but as the master who controls the sword spirit, it needs to consume soul power and mana.

Xu Yang thought in his mind: "If this continues, it will be a competition of soul power and magic power between me and this crazy woman. And her cultivation level is far above mine. Even if I can compete with her, I'm afraid it will drag her down." For a long time. If she changes her mind and attacks Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and Zhang Li directly, I will be doomed. This crazy woman just swallowed a pill, which shows that her strength is not good. It’s not very stable. In the current situation, if I use my strongest sword move, I will definitely win.”

With the judgment in mind, Xu Yang changed the magic formula in his hand and silently recited the ghost curse in his heart: "Use my soul as a guide, my life as a sacrifice, to drive away ghosts and condemn spirits..."

puff! Xu

Yang flicked out a gray-white spiritual light with one hand and landed on the back of Sword Spirit Bai Mang's heart.

With a flash of inspiration, a silver ghost talisman was imprinted on Sword Spirit Baimang's vest. Looking carefully, on the surface of the ghost talisman, there is a vivid pattern of a big sky ghost with a single horn on its head and two wings on its back.

"Here comes the soul!"

Xu Yang shouted loudly and made a move with one hand.

The silver light on the surface of the ghost talisman swirled, and a silver vortex appeared in an instant.

In the whirlpool, the physical power of the sword spirit Bai Mang was instantly broken down and pulled out, and gray-white ghost king spirits jumped out from it.

Swish swish, swish swish, swish swish.

Those ghost king spirits seemed to have eyes and pounced accurately on Xu Yang's heart.

Xu Yang did not dodge, but simply pushed his chest forward.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak."

The powerful ghost spirit force tore a circular hole in the chest of Xu Yang's shirt. Then it penetrated directly through the skin and into Xu Yang's heart.

Xu Yang's face was embarrassed for a while, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead, but his eyes remained firm and his technique did not stop at all.

As the ghost king's spirit bodies entered Xu Yang's heart veins one after another, the "physical body" of the sword spirit Bai Mang was peeled off bit by bit until a dark Devil Weeping Sword was left hanging in place.

Without stopping, Xu Yang activated his unique heavenly ghost spiritual veins, trying to integrate the power of the hundred ghosts into his body.

The bones all over Xu Yang's body creaked, his body grew completely larger, and his face also transformed into a "hundred-mang" look.

Only those with a true Kidao physique can exert the true power of the Devil May Cry Sword.

Xu Yang grasped the hilt of the Devil Cry Sword with both hands, activated the heavenly ghost spiritual veins in his body, and with the help of the "Bai Mang" ghost and god body, madly injected mana into the Devil Cry Sword.

The surface of the Devil Crying Sword flashes with light golden ghost runes, and in the center of the runes, the appearance of a big ghost is looming.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Yang threw the Devil May Cry Sword in his hand again.

The Devil Weeping Sword swirled and turned into a giant ten feet in an instant, hovering above Xu Yang's head.

Xu Yang cast a spell on the Devil Crying Sword.

Instantly, golden ghost runes flashed on the surface of the Devil May Cry Sword, and then a large cloud of black mist billowed out from the Devil May Cry Sword.

The ghost mist was tumbling and twisting, and out of it appeared a ghostly figure with two wings on its back, a single horn on its head, a belly like a drum, and a face as ferocious as a beast.

The great demon ghost hugged his big round belly with both hands, then deflated his belly and blew out a mouthful of pale golden light.

This light is like a golden river that directly breaks through the limitations of the void and penetrates into the underworld.

Deep in the underworld, thousands of great ghost kings threw themselves into the golden river of light as if they had heard the order.

High in the sky, the appearance of the Great Heavenly Ghost suddenly inhaled.

The golden river of light carrying the power of a thousand ghosts was all sucked into its belly. Immediately afterwards, the Great Heavenly Ghost Dharma Appearance turned into a golden light and attached itself to the Devil Crying Sword again. On the surface of the Devil Crying Sword, the ghosts and ghosts in the sky are walking up and down like living creatures.

The next moment, a blue ghost mist appeared on the surface of the Devil Crying Sword.

The ghostly mist converged, and a human figure appeared in it.

This person is a slender woman.

This woman's neat white hair hangs down on her shoulders, like snow. There is a red petal-like mark engraved on the smooth and white forehead.

Her sharp eyebrows were almost inserted into the bun on both sides of her hair. Under the sword-shaped eyebrows, in a pair of slender and slanted eye sockets, a pair of half-closed blue-gray eyes seemed like the legendary sea of ​​lost souls in the underworld. Just one look at it will make you lose half of your soul.

The tip of her nose is straight, but her lips are light blue.

And this woman only wore an elegant gauze piece. The wind was attracted, and under the gauze, the exquisite figure was looming.

Without it, it would be Xu Yang's Ghost Crying Sword Spirit - Qian Zhi.

Qian Zhi is a sword spirit with the power of a thousand ghosts, while Bai Mang is a sword spirit with the power of a hundred ghosts. Comparing the two, Qian Zhi's terrifying combat power can be imagined.