Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!

Chapter 567 Strong vs. Strong

The chaos continues.

Only this time, it was the Beast Control Sect that fell into chaos.

They never expected that the weak man who was not as strong as a ghost would actually possess the seventh stage of the ghost realm in advance and master the "invulnerability" feature, so that the concentrated fire attack that was bound to win would be triggered in the next second. All of them penetrated the man's body and shot towards the direction where they were.

Such an accident was unexpected.

Triggered a large-scale riot of ghost beasts.

More importantly, there are fifteen ghosts and gods on the battlefield harvesting ghost heads.

In just a few breaths, two-thirds of the tens of thousands of ghost beasts were slaughtered.

Hundreds of headless corpses fell to the ground.

Lost the fluctuation of Yin energy.

This moment.

The ghosts from the Beast Control Gate recalled the fear of being dominated by ghosts and gods.

It is a kind of despair that cannot be defeated, cannot be resisted, and cannot be escaped.

What awaits them is boundless darkness.

There is no life at all.

at once.

The disciples of the Beast Control Sect who were still alive did not bother to remain humble, and shouted anxiously: "Seventh Elder, didn't you say that the sect master and the others are about to come with support? You are trying to delay time and relieve our pressure. "

Looking at the bone flute ghost standing motionless, they were furious.

I don't know what the seven elders are doing. Apart from launching a divine attack, they haven't done anything yet.

What are you waiting for?

Waiting to die?

If they had known that this Seventh Elder was so unreliable, they would never attack a team with sixteen ghosts and gods.

This is not a war.

It was a one-sided massacre.

And they are the short-lived ghosts who were slaughtered.

at the same time.

From the bone flute ghost's side, he naturally heard the sect members' calls for help.

but……

He dared not move at all.

In other words, he was in a panic at this moment and did not dare to make any small movements for fear of attracting attention.

Nothing else.

Directly in front of him, a ghost with dark eyebrows and green hair, with black lines on his face, was looking at him, grinning ferociously.

The Yin energy fluctuations emanating from the opponent's body have exceeded the normal level of ghosts and gods, reaching a state that is beyond his reach.

even.

He had a vague feeling that the ghost known as "Plague" was of a higher rank than the master of their beast-controlling sect.

The master of their Beast Control Sect had officially advanced to the nightmare level of ghosts and gods three thousand years ago. Now his strength is even more unfathomable, as deep as the ocean, and one ghost can intimidate the entire Beast Control Sect.

The pressure made them obedient.

And now...

This plague ghost is suspected to be more powerful than the master of the Beast Control Sect.

In other words, the opponent is also a nightmare-level ghost and god, and has probably reached the peak level of a second-level ghost and god.

in this way.

Only then could he bring such a terrible threat.

Think of this.

The whole face of the bone flute ghost turned green.

mad

A nightmare-level ghost and god actually hid his aura fluctuations and obeyed the orders of that weak man, as if he thought he was a subordinate.

This is outrageous.

It has only been ten thousand years in the past. When did the City of the Past have such a powerful second generation person?

Even the son of the Great Judge of Hades would not have such an honor.

"You, who are you working for? Is it the underworld? I advise you to think clearly before taking action. Our master of the Beast Control Sect is also a nightmare-level ghost and god who is not weaker than you. If you kill me, our sect master will not I’ll let you go.”

Seeing the Plague God approaching, the bone flute ghost screamed inwardly.

His steps subconsciously retreated.

Panic reached its peak.

There are strong and weak differences between ghosts and gods, and the gap between ghosts and nightmare-level ghosts is even greater.

Not to mention anything else, the dual divinity alone is enough to widen the gap of a Pacific Ocean.

That is definitely an existence that he cannot match.

The Plague God smiled arrogantly and pressed forward step by step, "I am only loyal to the master. The master has ordered me to capture you alive. If you are sensible, you should tie your hands and let the master slaughter you. Otherwise, I will let you know that you are cursed." How miserable erosion really is.”

The bone flute ghost was shocked.

Owner?

Did he guess wrong again?

That man is not a second-generation rich man, but a hidden and terrifying existence?

Otherwise, how could a nightmare-level ghost and god be recognized as its master?

Normally.

Unless the gap is so great that it is unimaginable, it is impossible for ghosts to voluntarily recognize their masters and become vassals of others.

It is known that the plague ghost is suspected to be the peak of second-level ghosts and gods, so isn't this man's strength above the disaster level?

As soon as the idea came up.

The legs and feet of the bone flute ghost immediately became weak.

The whole ghost was in a trance.

The look he looked at Jiang Ming was as if he had seen a ghost, and he was extremely horrified.

then.

He didn't hesitate.

He blew the bone flute and encouraged the ghost-level ghost beasts at his feet to turn him into a golden stream of light and disappear into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, he traveled more than five thousand meters.

Faster than the ghost realm.

There is no trace at all.

Jiang Ming glanced at it.

Stand with arms folded.

Appear indifferent.

He didn't seem to care about the Bone Flute ghost's escape.

He just glanced at the Plague God Lord slightly.

The Plague God has given his order.

"Master, don't worry, no matter how fast he escapes, he can't escape faster than his soul body. I will capture him right now."

The words fell.

A solid little ghost appeared above the head of the Plague God. His upper body looked like the Plague God, and his lower body was like a mist.

The mist swirls.

The soul body dissipated in place.

Less than ten seconds.

The soul returns.

Two giant ghost hands transformed by Yin energy each grasped a ghost shadow.

One is a ghost bone flute, and the other is a mount of ghosts and gods under his command.

"Master, fortunately, I have suppressed the Yin power in their bodies. They are no different from low-level resentful ghosts. They can no longer offend you."

Finished.

The bone flute ghost was sent to Jiang Ming.

The breath was extremely weak.

It was obvious that he had suffered an unbearable mental attack and had completely lost the ability to resist.

See this.

Jiang Ming nodded slightly.

"Well done."

"It's all the master's gift that makes me what I am today."

Say it.

Jiang Ming turned his attention to the bone flute ghost again.

The corners of his mouth widened.

"Who did you call a loser just now? What about your toughness just now? I still prefer your unruly behavior just now, how about you recover?"

Bone Flute Ghost:...

He looked extremely ugly.

A face turns blue and white for a while.

There is only shame left in my heart.

He was a majestic beast-controlling sect ghost and god, and he still controlled one of the ghost-level ghost beasts, but now he was looked down upon like a dead dog, which made him extremely ashamed and angry.

I wish I could tear Jiang Ming apart now.

It's a pity...

Now he can't even mobilize the Yin power in his body, let alone get angry.

At the ghost's weakest moment.

Any random ghost could kill him at this moment.

He was afraid.

"Your purpose is for the Golden Restricted Zone, I can act as a messenger to help you negotiate with the Beast Control Sect and try to work out an answer that is satisfactory to both parties. What do you think?"

The tone of the bone flute ghost softened.

Make concessions.

Claiming they can negotiate among themselves.

There is no need to face each other with weapons, both sides will suffer losses.

Jiang Ming glanced sideways at the other party.

"What qualifications does your Beast Control Sect have to negotiate terms with me? This golden restricted area originally belonged to the Netherworld Sect. If you occupy it, you will naturally have to pay a price. There is no peace negotiation between us, only an unconditional surrender letter."

"If you don't surrender, you will die."

…

Just then.

A low ghost sound exploded high in the sky.

The sound wave swept tens of thousands of miles.

A boundless hurricane rolled up.

"You are so brave, you dare to insult my beast control sect, you are so brave."

The next second.

Six ghostly shadows suddenly arrived.

Terrifying ghost-level threats shrouded all directions.

The surrounding air pressure continues to drop.

The air seems to have become a little thicker.

The leader is a grotesque ghost. Every part of its body seems to be spliced together. It has a turtle back, scaly arms, ape legs, a dragon head, and a snake letter. It doesn’t look like a ghost at all, but a combination of ghost beasts. body.

The Yin energy fluctuations on the opponent's body are extremely terrifying.

Just a hint of leakage stirs up the surrounding Yin Qi and rolls up crazily.

The sky darkened.

Under his feet is a ghost-level bone dragon.

The bone dragon's body is composed of skeletons, and the cold white flames in its eye sockets are beating, emitting fluctuations far beyond those of ordinary ghosts and gods.

Judging solely from the fluctuations of Yin energy, this skull dragon's level is not weaker than the peak of the first-order ghosts and gods.

In the City of the Past, he is definitely the top being in the first echelon, and his strength is second only to the three great judges of Hades.

However……

Such a top-notch bone dragon was actually enslaved and became the mount of an orc ghost. One can imagine its strength.

There is no doubt about it.

This orc ghost is the master of the Beast Control Sect, and is also the nightmare-level ghost described by the bone flute ghost.

Instantly.

The scene fell silent.

Even the fourteen ghosts and gods who were ruthlessly harvesting stopped what they were doing and looked at the reinforcements from the Beast Control Sect high in the sky, their expressions becoming more solemn.

Have to admit.

The overall strength of the Beast Control Sect indeed exceeded their expectations.

It is enough to have seven ghosts and gods, and it is enough to have a bone dragon at the peak of the first-order ghosts and gods. The sect leader is also a nightmare-level ghost and god, and it is not as simple as entering the nightmare level for the first time, but the best among them.

Those beast bodies spliced on the torso were not lower than the level of ghosts and gods in life. These beast bodies spliced on the body are enough to allow the master of the beast control sect to exert strength far beyond the normal nightmare level ghosts and gods.

With this kind of overall foundation, once the Beast Control Sect is born, it can sweep away any ghost-level force in the City of the Past, even if it faces the underworld, it has the power to fight.

The ten-thousand-year development plan is so terrifying.

If the Beast Control Sect is given another ten thousand years to develop in the Golden Restricted Area, it might be possible to fight against the entire Rebirth City with one force.

The ghosts and gods from the Netherworld Gate thought so.

Marvel at the development of the Beast Control Gate.

If not for the emergence of the Netherworld Sect, this beast-controlling sect would have really succeeded and would have been the final winner.

at the same time.

As seven ghosts and gods including beastmen and ghosts descended, the remaining one hundred or so beast-controlling ghosts cheered for the rest of their lives.

They looked excited.

Cheers.

They clamored for the sect master to kill this group of lawless foreign ghosts and seek justice for their accomplices.

The bone flute ghost was equally delighted.

Hope for life flashed in his eyes.

There are nightmare-level ghosts and gods on the Nether Gate side, and they also have them here.

Although there is a big gap in the combat power between the two sides, the situation will at least not be as one-sided as it was just now.

Moreover.

If they really fight to the death, the Netherworld Sect will definitely suffer heavy losses, and half of them will die.

Only a smart person will think of this tragic victory and then choose to negotiate.

In this way.

He has the possibility of survival.

But first, the Beast Taming Sect needs to show its strength.

Thinking of this.

The bone flute ghost's heart was shaken.

He immediately shouted: "Master, save me."

Hearing the voice.

The leading orc ghost lowered his dragon head and looked down from the sky, with a pair of vertical pupils full of coldness.

"Let go of that ghost god, he is the seventh elder of my Beast Taming Sect. If he wants any loss, you will all die today."

He saw it.

There are a total of fifteen ghost gods in this team.

One of them is nightmare level, at the same level as him.

In terms of lineup, the Beast Taming Sect is only half of the opponent.

This is an unfair battle.

But so what?

The powerful strength gave him absolute confidence.

He was sure that with the cooperation of the bone dragon, he could kill the nightmare-level ghost god on the opposite side.

At that time.

The situation will be reversed.

Because of this.

The attitude of the orc ghost was very tough.

Not afraid at all.

A strong style of taking the upper hand and asking the other party to release the captives.

Seeing this.

Jiang Ming's mouth curled.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Come and try if you have the ability."

Hearing.

The orc ghost's face was cold.

"Do you think I'm bluffing? Boy, no matter who you are and what your identity is, in the territory of my Beast Taming Sect, you have to coil up like a dragon and lie down like a tiger. There can only be one voice here, that is my voice."

"Bone flute, you stand up now and leave swaggeringly. Do you think he dares to stop you?"

As soon as these words came out.

The bone dragon under the feet of the orc ghost roared restlessly.

The dragon's might descended.

The sky trembled.

The strong style is even stronger than before.

Implicitly threatening.

There is a faint posture of regaining the initiative.

The dominance is fully displayed.

When the bone flute ghost heard it,

the excitement overflowed from his body.

He had something to rely on again.

He stood up quickly.

After seeing that Jiang Ming and the God of Plague did not stop him, the bone flute ghost showed a complacent look, raised his head, and turned away proudly.

This is a sure thing.

The leader is really powerful.

The tough style that first won the hearts of the people severely shocked the Netherworld Gate, causing these ghosts and gods to be very afraid, and they were all weighing the pros and cons and gave him a chance to live.

This result is exactly what he wants to see.

As long as he returns to the side of the Beast Taming Gate, he will be able to escape death.

Surviving from the hands of a nightmare-level ghost god will give him bragging capital in this life.

The bone flute ghost thought so.

He raised his head and raised his hand to greet his colleagues.

However...

At this moment,

He suddenly found that his colleagues standing high in the sky all had changed faces.

Those who reacted quickly dived down.

This gave him a bad premonition.

As soon as he turned back.

The Bone Flute Ghost found that the world in front of him was spinning.