Chapter 825 Nameless Battle Ghost Supreme

"Ghost Road, Yin Soldiers are coming!"

Just when Jue Wujiang was about to challenge Nie Feng, the angry voice of the Ghost Supreme came from a distance, temporarily attracting everyone's attention.

In the boundless starry sky that I saw, the Ghost Supreme, who was covered in black magic energy, suddenly had two bloodshot hands on his back. These two hands were holding a chain in one hand and a sickle in the other. Like the god of death in Chinese mythology.

At the same time, he held the right hand of the spear, and even tried to insert the spear into his chest.

"laugh!"

Ghost Supreme spurted out a mouthful of blood, but the expression on his face was even more ferocious than before.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha... very good, you have successfully aroused my fighting spirit, no one has made me so excited for a long time, hahaha, come on, have a good experience Take a look at the ghost path of the supreme ghost of my ghost, and feel the fear!"

brush! brush! brush!

As soon as he finished speaking, countless phantoms in black robes, with horns on their heads, holding scythes and chains in their hands, suddenly appeared in the vast starry sky.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

In the starry sky, there was a sudden gloomy wind, causing the powerhouses who were fighting on the two continents to shiver.

A ghostly smile floated in the starry sky, and this starry sky immediately turned into a legendary hell, where countless ghosts cried and howled!

"Is this... a ghost? It turns out that there are really ghosts in this world! I'm afraid there are no less than ten thousand ghosts, and they are all very powerful!" Xiao Chen frowned.

The current Xiao Chen can calmly accept the things of gods and ghosts, and the cultivation of a martial artist has reached Martial Sovereign, almost out of the realm of human beings.

Dugujian said softly: "These ghosts are not summoned from the so-called hell, but this person has comprehended the ghost realm, and then uses the power of the ghost realm to train each other's primordial spirit into a ghost. It is an extremely cruel practice for the ghosts under his control to release them when they are fighting, and it may be difficult for these ghosts to reincarnate in this life, and the masters of these ghosts during their lifetimes are at least in the Martial Emperor Realm."

It is truly sighing that a strong person above the Martial Emperor Realm should end up in this fate after death.

However, this Ghost Supreme is indeed a difficult opponent. The power of ghosts is mysterious and unpredictable. These ghosts refined by ghosts are not as easy to kill as ordinary primordial spirits. Although Xiao Chen believes that Wuming can win, But this process is likely to be somewhat tortuous.

Ghost Supreme's body, at this time, has slowly turned into a ghost state with the flow of blood.

Chen Di, who was watching the battle, squinted at this strange scene, and muttered to himself: "It is rumored that the Ghost Supreme has also refined his body into a ghost state. Now it doesn't seem fake, it's really a lunatic."

"Long live the ghost!"

"Haha, die, feel the fear of being dominated by the ghost!"

"Long live the demons, the demons will win!"

The demon warrior standing in the battle saw that the Supreme Ghost turned into a ghost, and immediately ignored the battle in front of him and shouted frantically.

This is an extremely fanatical race!

"Suffer to death!"

The Ghost Supreme, who turned into a ghost, roared angrily, and then the ten thousand ghosts rushed towards Wuming. At the same time, the chains in their hands, like spiders knotting webs, exuded a pale light, and locked them towards Wuming.

But Wuming was resolutely not afraid, and he continuously swung the hero sword in his hand. In just a few breaths, he had already swung out a thousand dazzling sword lights, and threw them towards his chains like a long snake, cutting them all off.

The strength of Emperor Wu's strong is that they have mastered at least one Dao's power, Wudi's complete understanding of the Dao's power is even more profound, and Wuming mastered the Heavenly Sword Dao in the Sword Dao.

The direction of the heart, the direction of the sword.

The Heavenly Sword Dao is one of the strongest swordsmanships in the swordsmanship.

But these chains are not ordinary, they are formed by absorbing the yin between heaven and earth. As long as the yin continues, these chains can be re-condensed, and these chains have the effect of absorbing spiritual power. It can continuously absorb the spiritual power in the opponent's body until the opponent has no power to fight back.

"Struggling to the death, you will become one of my thousands of ghosts! It's the first time I have gotten a ghost of the Martial Emperor Perfection level like you, so I accept it rudely, haha!" The man laughed wildly.

Then he also merged into the thousands of ghosts and killed Wuming. The chains in the hands of these ghosts have indeed re-condensed, and the phantom also killed Wuming at the same time. This time Wuming has been unavoidable. Only face the enemy head-on.

Even if he cuts off these chains again, the scythe of death in the hands of those ghosts will also cut on him.

"Your Majesty, do you need me to take action?" Dugujian said in a low voice in Xiao Chen's ear with a worried expression on his face.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "No, Wuming can handle it himself, we'll just watch it!"

Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, and then a sharp sword shadow flashed in his eyes.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Wuming let out a low roar, and his body emitted tens of thousands of blue sword lights in an instant. Each of these sword lights was tens of meters long, constantly shooting from Wuming's body.

Then the ghosts that rushed towards him were smashed into pieces, turned into black yin, and scattered in the starry sky, including the body of the ghost supreme, which was also smashed.

In one move, ten thousand swords will return to their ancestors, and tens of thousands of dead souls will be destroyed.

The power of these sword lights was incomparable to when he was fighting Dugu Sword, and each sword light at this moment was enough to kill a low-level Martial Emperor.

"It's amazing, what is the origin of this person, and he can suppress the Ghost Supreme to this extent!"

"It seems that this battle will not end so easily. Tianluo Continent will not be easily broken!"

"No wonder the master asked us to come here, it seems that there are some ways in Tianluo Continent."

The three Martial Emperors of the Divine Court whispered, not only them, but several other forces were also discussing in secret.

The Emperor Lingjian of the Nine Emperor Palace had always looked indifferent and closed his eyes lightly. At this time, when Wuming used his stunt Ten Thousand Swords to return to his ancestors, he immediately opened his eyes, and the long sword on his back also trembled slightly. He seems to want to join the fight immediately.

There was a smile on the corner of Emperor Kuangge's mouth, and he said with great interest: "Why, Lingjian, how does this person's swordsmanship compare to yours?"

Lingjian said lightly: "He is very strong, but Ghost Supreme is not so easy to defeat! When he wins Ghost Supreme, I will challenge him again!"

Just after he finished speaking, the voice of Ghost Supreme really rang again: "Haha, not bad, the stronger you are, the more interested I will be in your soul!"

hum!

A low groan sounded, and the evil black qi scattered by the souls in the starry sky actually condensed again at this moment.

"Come on, let me see how much spiritual power you have and how many times you can chop me up! Hahaha..."