Chapter 2552 You Deserve It Today
Chapter 2552 You deserve it today
After only ten breaths of time, the disciple of the Yellow Spring Sect suddenly twitched all over his body, and then he lost his vitality and lay motionless on the ground. And there is nothing intact on his body at this moment, even the colorful intestines have been ripped out by himself, which looks extremely horrifying.
The pitch-black energy is still burning on him, and it seems to last forever.
Shhhhhhh...
Strips of black light shot out from the Tianluo Fengjue formation one after another, shooting towards the disciples of Huangquanquan with incomparable precision.
Those disciples were frightened out of their wits, they got up and fled one after another, shouting to the elders for help.
How can Hua Feichen have the kung fu to save their lives, at this moment he and Yin Lesheng are still being chased by Yang Kai, and they can't even breathe, so even if they know that those disciples are suffering from ghosts devouring their bodies Also powerless.
But even if he is free at the moment, there is no way to save those disciples.
For the disciples of the Yellow Spring Sect, devouring the body by thousands of ghosts is the most terrifying torture and the most unbearable way of death. This has something to do with the exercises they cultivated and the secret treasures they sacrificed.
But after all, this is the root of the underworld, and which disciple does not practice it?
There were screams, but this time it was not those ghosts, but the disciples of the Huangquanquan sect who were devoured by thousands of ghosts.
In just thirty breaths of time, less than half of the manpower on Huang'er Quanzong's side was lost, all of them were killed by backlash because of the damage of Huang'er Quan's Purgatory Banner.
However, the formation is still in operation.
The Tianluo Fengjue Formation is a relatively peculiar formation, and it is also an extremely flexible formation. Five people can form an formation, ten people can form an formation, and twenty people can also...
So even though many people died here, the formation didn't stop working.
It's just that the color of the black ball seems to have faded a lot, and three figures can already be vaguely seen running fast and fighting fiercely inside.
Half of the people on my side died at once, and the remaining disciples of the Huangquanquan Sect were naturally terrified. They knew that if they didn't escape, they would be no different from those dead brothers, and they would be backlashed to death sooner or later.
But if Hua Feichen didn't speak, how could they dare to escape? If they really wanted to escape at this time, they would definitely be hunted down by the entire Huangquan Quanzong, so they could only grit their teeth and hold on.
"Summon the ghost king, a bunch of idiots!" Yin Lesheng suddenly cursed.
All the disciples of the Yellow Spring Sect were shocked when they heard the words, and then a look of determination flashed across their faces, and suddenly they all choked the Lingjue, and their whole bodies surged with energy.
Immediately afterwards, mouthfuls of blood spurted out from their mouths, towards the black ball.
Yin Hehong's blood was imprinted into the black ball, just like rainwater falling into the sea, and soon disappeared.
But the banner soul inside the black ball kept boiling and roaring as if it had been stimulated by something.
Hua Feichen flew over in a timely manner, blocking in front of Yang Kai. Yin Lesheng quickly drew back and looked at Yang Kai with resentment, the next moment, a ghost banner suddenly appeared in his hand.
It is the symbol of the disciples in Huang'erquan - Huang'erquan's Purgatory Banner.
Holding the ghost banner with both hands, he also opened his mouth, and spewed a mouthful of blood at his secret treasure. After swaying it violently, the ghost banner opened in the wind.
wheeze wheeze...
Suddenly there was a rhythmic sound above the ghost banner, like the sound of breathing, which made people feel extremely strange.
And with the sound of this voice, the dense black air and countless banner souls in the black ball gathered towards the Huangquanquan purgatory banner in Yin Lesheng's hand as if they were attracted by something.
In less than a moment, all the black air and banner soul disappeared.
Where the three of Yang Kai were located, the field of vision was clear, only the white light curtain of a Taiyi Yugui bowl shrouded the earth, sealing off the space.
Yang Kai's head jumped, and he instinctively sensed some dangerous feelings. When he was fighting with Hua Feichen, he sneaked a glance at Yin Lesheng, only to see Yin Lesheng grinning, and shouted: "Yang Kai, look at you now!" To die or not to die."
When he finished his words, the Yellow Spring Purgatory Banner in his hand suddenly exploded into a cloud of black mist, and in the churning black mist, the two scarlet eyes suddenly shone with a strange light, as if they could devour the soul of a person , making it impossible to look away.
Immediately afterwards, two huge ghost claws protruded from the black mist.
While flirting around, a huge figure appeared.
This figure is more than five feet tall, and its body is pitch black, but it has a hideous appearance. There is even a single horn bent upwards on its forehead, and its mouth is full of fangs. The moment the figure appears, it gives people an extremely depressing feeling.
The surrounding air seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.
snort...
A stream of white air spewed out from the nostrils of that figure, freezing the void unexpectedly.
"Ghost King!" Fu Lao's eyes shrank, knowing that people like Huang Quanquanzong were going to do their best, otherwise they would not have sacrificed such a secret technique. Once this secret technique is used, either you or I will die.
This ghost king is different from the ghost king in the ancient passageway. The ghost king in the ancient passageway is naturally generated and has been cultivated to such a powerful cultivation level for many years, but the one in front of him is controlled by many disciples of the Yellow Spring Sect. The banner soul merged out.
It is undeniable that the aura emanating from this ghost king is so powerful that it is comparable to a strong person at the third level of Emperor Zun. When the Yin Qi swayed, even Fu Lao, who was watching the battle outside, couldn't help shivering.
On the contrary, Lin'er, who had a lower cultivation base, was safe and sound, but a faint light shone from her body. It seemed that it was the covering of this light that prevented her from being eroded by Yin Qi.
"Uncle Master, help me!" Yin Lesheng yelled.
Hua Feichen immediately feinted, forcing Yang Kai back, and retreated to Yin Lesheng's side in a blink of an eye, and punched himself in the chest.
puff……
Fresh blood sprayed from Hua Feichen's mouth, and was spraying on the ghost king's body, which increased the ghost king's aura a lot.
Under Lingjue's pinch, Hua Feichen and Yin Lesheng looked solemn, as if they had some sympathy, and established an inexplicable connection with the ghost king.
Yang Kai stood on the spot with a solemn expression, his eyeballs rolled around, and he kept looking at the ghost king.
As expected of the top sect in the Eastern Region, with such a bizarre secret technique, he thought that he had the chance to win, but he didn't want to have such an accident.
Over there, Yin Lesheng gritted his teeth and yelled: "Yang Kai, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, but can you be stronger than the ghost king? This is all the strength of the dozen or so people in my Yellow Spring Sect, you will definitely die!"
Yang Kai hummed: "I've said this to you several times today, isn't this young master still standing here?"
Yin Lesheng couldn't contain his anger, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. With a movement of the magic weapon in his hand, he shouted loudly: "Death!"
When the words fell, the ghost king's eyes burst into bright red light, and he rushed towards Yang Kai like a marionette.
"Swallow it for me!" Yang Kai pointed, and the countless soul-devouring insects fluttered out, forming a cloud of insects in mid-air, and collided head-on with the Ghost King.
bang...
The cloud of worms disintegrated all of a sudden, and countless soul-eating worms were knocked out and fell to the ground, life or death unknown.
On the contrary, there is nothing wrong with the ghost king, and the potential remains undiminished.
After all, the worm cloud is composed of countless soul-eating worms, and its structure is not tight. How could it withstand such a collision?
Yin Lesheng laughed loudly, and said: "I made you arrogant, let you be presumptuous, you deserve what you have today."
The meaning in the words seems to feel that Yang Kaijue has no physiology.
With a sneer on the corner of Yang Kai's mouth, he stared indifferently at the ghost king who rushed towards him, completely motionless.
Yin Lesheng's laughter stopped abruptly, and he stared at the front with wide-eyed eyes, only to see that the ghost king's body was covered with that kind of pitch-black insects at some point, obviously they landed quietly during the frontal collision just now.
Kachacha...
There was a sound of spring silkworms biting mulberry leaves, and the ghost king who was running showed an extremely painful expression, opened his mouth and howled, and his speed slowed down a lot.
"This..." Yin Lesheng was dumbfounded, he didn't expect those weird insects to be so powerful that even the ghost king could devour them.
Hua Feichen's face flickered, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. He suddenly seemed to remember something, and exclaimed: "Soul-eating insect, this is the soul-eating insect!"
He is a strong person at the second level of Emperor Zun. He has practiced for an unknown number of years, so his knowledge and experience are naturally rich, and it is not surprising that he knows Soul Eater.
He couldn't recognize them at first, after all, these soul-eating insects were really different from the ones he saw in the classics, no matter in size or ferocity, they were not comparable to the records in the classics.
Until now, he had a flash of inspiration.
After knowing that it was a Soul Eater, Hua Feichen's expression became extremely flustered.
Yin Lesheng may not know how powerful the soul-eating insect is, but he knows that Huang Erquan's purgatory banner and ghost ghosts are most afraid of this thing. No wonder so many disciples were brutally murdered before, it turned out that this kind of thing was causing trouble.
When he was speaking, those soul-eating insects that were knocked out and fell to the ground before slowly got up, fluttered their wings, flew out buzzing, and rushed towards the ghost king.
In an instant, the gigantic ghost king was covered by the soul-eating insects, leaving only two scarlet eyes that could still be discerned.
Being gnawed by the soul-devouring insects, the ghost king seemed to be a little less under the control of Yin Lesheng and Hua Feichen, and kept howling and twisting, appearing in extreme pain.
Hua Feichen knew that the situation was not good, and quickly shouted: "Quick battle!"
Once the soul-eating worms came out, they couldn't afford to hold them back. After a long time, the ghost king was afraid that there would be no scum left. At that time, he and Yin Lesheng would also suffer from being devoured by thousands of ghosts.
With more than a dozen disciples dying before his eyes, Hua Feichen didn't want to follow in the footsteps.
Yin Lesheng is also a smart person, so he naturally knew the powerful relationship, so he joined forces with Hua Feichen and forced the ghost king to attack.
Roar……
With a roar, the ghost king's two eyeballs became more and more red, as if poured with blood, it ignored the interference of the soul-eating insects, but directly flew towards Yang Kai, in the middle of the air, the huge ghost claw stretched out a hand Holding it, a pitch-black sickle suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards Yang Kai from the air.
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