Chapter 1327 Thousands of Demons Wailed and Devoured Yan Jun

"This...how is this possible?!"

Zhong Jie froze, his brain short-circuited for a moment, and he lost his ability to think, "Inheritance...failed?"

"Boom!"

Countless green sword energy mixed with magic light shot out from the bronze golem, and the golem shattered.

There seemed to be a moment of silence between the heaven and the earth, and then there was a storm-like vibration.

The powerful magic light instantly lost control, turning into circles of black light, rushing through the world!

The vast ancient sound spread throughout the hall, majestic and sad, and there was a "croaking" sound of demon spirits, like the death of a king, and the mourning of thousands of demons.

The expressions of the warriors in the hall changed drastically in an instant, and they all fell into panic.

Under this sad sound of magic, I don't know what is waiting for them. I can only feel the birth of monsters one by one.

After a brief absence, Zhong Jie came back to his senses immediately, and his eyes burst out with brilliance, "The magic energy left by the magic tea collapsed, so when you don't practice at this time, when will you wait!"

He grabbed it with both hands suddenly, and a "quack" sound came from the front, and the two demon spirits were forcibly sucked by him. With five fingers, they were smashed into pieces with a "bang", and they were all sucked into the body.

Zhong Jie's face was overjoyed, "It really is the legacy of Mo Tu! It's a pity that the inheritance failed, and the magic energy dissipated in the world! Give it all to me!"

As he said that, he laughed wildly, stepped into the sequence of formations, quickly made a talisman with his ten fingers, and suddenly spread his wings, turning into the ultimate form of a demon, desperately absorbing the surrounding demonic energy.

Four small vortices immediately formed around him, and the devilish energy continuously surged into Zhong Jie's body, enveloping him in an instant.

But Zhong Jie looked at the center of the hall from time to time.

In the center of that dark and deep vortex, there are people who make him palpitate and dread.

"Why did the inheritance fail?"

"Why did Motu's power collapse?"

"What is the green sword light that shattered the three-headed and six-armed image?"

"How is the ghost-faced man with green teeth?"

One question after another lingered in Zhong Jie's mind, "Could it be that the ghost-faced man with green teeth rejected the inheritance, and then crushed Lord Motu's power?"

It seems that only this speculation can perfectly explain the current situation.

But Zhong Jie shook his head desperately, pulling this terrible thought out of his mind, "It's too scary, it can never be like this! My lord's magic skills have been passed down for thousands of years, and no one can refuse. And the man with the green teeth and ghost face His strength is even worse than mine, so how could he possibly crush the inheritance of Motu."

After Zhong Jie rejected the correct answer, he had thousands of conjectures, but none of them seemed to make sense.

He stared gloomyly at the center of the formation sequence, and the fear in his heart continued to deepen.

...

Yang Qingxuan stood in the center of the sequence, with golden eyes shining, staring at one side of the hall.

The purpose of the Ghost Venerable smashing the bronze statue and destroying the inheritance of magic light and formation sequence is to get out of the restriction and devour Yan Jun who has been peeping for a long time.

Amidst the noisy voices, in that inconspicuous corner, Xiao Suyang twitched all over his body, trembling like epilepsy, and was held by Gui Zun in his hands.

That young and handsome face was covered with terrifying green spots, and his eyes were wide open, like a dying fish. Countless ghost qi turned into ghosts and entered his body, biting his flesh and blood.

The traces of soul light are being continuously stripped out of Xiao Suyang's body by Ghost Venerable using secret techniques.

Those soul strands did not dissipate, but turned into a huge phantom of evil spirits in the sky, covered and covered Xiao Suyang completely, and manifested Yan Jun's real body to protect the Lord by himself.

The ghost energy on Xiao Suyang's body was immediately suppressed by Yan Jun, and he let out a shrill scream and scattered away.

The body was completely controlled by Yan Jun, his aura rose instantly, and the bones and meridians in his body were shattered, but he was forcibly supported by Yan Jun's soul light.

Yan Jun seemed to have sensed the doom, his expression was ferocious, his right arm swelled several times, and the soul light flowed from it, condensing the power of the fist.

"Mingshan Liaohui!" A fist slammed down, and the blood-red light of the fist poured out like magma.

On Gui Zun's evil face, he stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his mouth, and made an excited sound of "tsk tut". gas.

In an instant, all ghosts neighed, and the dark wind swept across.

Yang Qingxuan's complexion changed suddenly, and he raised the sword, only to see the clanging and trembling of the sword body, and the sword intent waved out in circles, shining a bloody cold light.

Afterwards, the terrifying sword intent and ghost energy spread to the sword shadow above Guizun through the air, transforming into a huge eerie ghost sword, which is the projection of Hundred Ghosts at Night.

The ghost fire in Gui Zun's eyes shrank, and the ghost sword spun in the air, spreading out a fierce soul light, and slashed away.

"Boom!"

The pitch-black sword glow punched Yan Jun, a large amount of terrifying energy exploded, demonic energy and ghost energy scattered and intertwined, countless ghosts annihilated in it, and penetrated into Yan Jun's body.

The red fist glow spread out, and Yan Jun's face became dazed.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Gui Zun laughed wildly, opened his mouth wide and bit down.

"Boom!"

Yan Jun was bitten off half of his head by the Ghost Venerable, and his entire upper body was compressed into a line by the secret method, and was continuously sucked into the Ghost Venerable's mouth.

Xiao Suyang's body trembled again like a goat.

But soon, as Yan Jun was completely absorbed by Gui Zun, Xiao Suyang's body stopped shaking, and he fell to the ground weakly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Gui Zun gave a strange laugh, smacked his mouth in satisfaction, and disappeared in place with a flicker of his figure.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed suddenly, and he instantly felt a strong coercion coming from the air. He suddenly lifted the Baigui Yexing Guard in front of him, and a piece of sword energy spread out, turning into a semicircular barrier, blocking the ahead.

With a flash of green light on the opposite side, the figure of the Ghost Venerable appeared, with ghost fires blazing in his empty eyes, and a powerful aura spread out from his body.

Yang Qingxuan stood with a sword in his hand, and confronted Guizun coldly.

The green fire in the ghost's eyes emitted a faint light, which seemed to show the ghost's mood, hesitating.

Guizun's face has undergone a great change again, with red and blue engravings on his huge body, the hostile energy is surging inside, his body is almost solid, and thousands of demonic energy are inspired by him, swirling around his body.

"hey-hey."

The green fire in Gui Zun's eyes suddenly froze, and he laughed dryly.

All the evil spirits on his body stopped, and he regained his peace of mind.

Gui Zun glanced at the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk in Yang Qingxuan's hand, grinned, and said, "Don't worry. My reputation has always been very high. I have to digest food now, so don't call me for now."

As he spoke, his figure flashed, turned into a green light and charged into the sword, disappearing.

Feeling the terrifying power in the sword, Yang Qingxuan hurriedly loosened his fingers and sent Baigui Yexing back to the sword mound.

On the tomb of boundless swords, a green light flashed, and a huge and ferocious ghost-headed sword appeared from the void and plunged straight into the ground.