Chapter 924 Summoning the Twelve Witch Gods

After the ghost shadow killed those people, he respectfully returned to Luo Zhen, and then knelt down with a 'pop', extremely humble. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】Google Search Reading

This scene completely shocked the white-haired old man.

At this time, the old man's body had condensed and he was resurrected.

He pointed at Luo Zhen in disbelief and said tremblingly: "You, you actually completely control our Tianji Sect's most precious treasure, the Black Mysterious Token?!"

"Are you a descendant of gods and demons? Otherwise, it would be impossible to control this Black Mysterious Token!"

Luo Zhen glanced at him and said calmly, "This thing is not a Black Mysterious Token, it is called the Demon King Token!"

After speaking, Luo Zhen looked at the ghost kneeling in front of him and ordered,

"Go and kill that white-haired old man!"

"It's the Demon Emperor!"

The white-haired old man looked at the rushing ghost with some horror, feeling extremely uneasy.

Although he felt that it was impossible for the ghost to defeat him, the ghost had directly swallowed several of his disciples just now, which made him somewhat unclear about the strength of the ghost.

After hearing Luo Zhen's words, the ghost shadow quickly rushed towards the white-haired old man opposite. The white-haired old man's pupils shrank and he continued to use sword techniques.

With a "clang" sound, the white lightsaber escaped from Luo Zhen's control and returned to the old man's hand again.

At the same time, it suddenly surged.

The next moment, the white sword light quickly enveloped the ghost shadow, but the ghost shadow was not affected at all.

It stretched out a ghost hand and grabbed it suddenly.

With a bang, it collided with the long sword in the hand of the white-haired old man.

The fight immediately produced a violent explosion, and many violent spiritual energy storms appeared around them.

The white-haired old man was extremely horrified at this time. You must know that he is a super strong man in the eighth level of the Immortal Realm!

This ghost actually had a head-on confrontation with him.

And it's still not far behind. Doesn't this mean that this ghost also has the strength of the eighth level of the Immortal Realm?

This was completely unacceptable to the white-haired old man.

He had also summoned the ghost shadow before. He knew how powerful the ghost shadow was, but he didn't expect that the ghost shadow could be so powerful!

The white-haired old man felt that he could not continue like this, so he had to fight quickly and get back the Demon King's token.

At the same time, he also wanted to catch Luo Zhen.

Since Luo Zhen can completely control this terrifying token, he must be hiding some secrets.

If he could know Luo Zhen's secret, then he might be able to reach a higher level.

While the white-haired old man was thinking about these things and having a fierce collision with the ghost, Luo Zhen was not idle either. He took out many pills to restore the strength of Walrus and the others.

Then he took out a lot of materials for laying out formations.

In terms of strength, Luo Zhen definitely couldn't compare to that white-haired old man.

But in terms of formation attainments, Luo Zhen believed that he could not lose to anyone.

Because he has a system plug-in!

The white-haired old man also noticed that Luo Zhen seemed to be setting up some kind of formation, and immediately sneered, "Boy, I advise you to surrender to me immediately, otherwise, you will definitely die miserably!"

"If you don't surrender, there is only death, but if you can tell me the secret of controlling this Demon King's Token, then I can let you live.

Luo Zhen said with a smile:

"You really like to dream. It seems that you haven't understood the situation yet!"

As Luo Zhen spoke, he quickly arranged formations one by one.

As long as the formation is set up, the white-haired old man won't be able to mess around for long.

Luo Zhen is very confident in his formation. Even if the opponent is the eighth level of the Immortal Realm, he cannot break his formation!

The formation he is setting up now was inspired by the Demon King's Token.

Using the Demon King's Token, Luo Zhen can summon twelve demon witch clans from it.

Form an array of twelve witch gods.

Every wizard god has the strength of the seventh level of the Immortal Realm. With such a luxurious lineup, Luo Zhen feels that if he cooperates with Guiying, he will definitely be able to kill this white-haired old man.

No matter what secret skills the old man knows, whether he can be resurrected again or not, he can be completely destroyed!

Of course, the strength of the Twelve Witch Gods must be more than this. The reason why they are only in the immortal realm is because Luo Zhen is too weak.

It is impossible to summon all the power of the Witch Gods.

The reason why the white-haired old man sneered at Luo Zhen's formation was because the old man himself was a formation master.

Although the formation Luo Zhen arranged before was good, in his eyes it was only good.

It hadn't reached the point where he felt shocked.

Therefore, he felt that it was impossible for Luo Zhen's formation to control him.

As for the ghost in front of me.

The white-haired old man also knew that this ghost needed to consume energy and could not last as long as a normal monk.

Therefore, as long as he waits for the ghost's energy to run out, he can turn defeat into victory.

But it didn't take long for Luo Zhen's formation to take shape.

Luo Zhen consumed most of his strength and summoned the phantoms of the twelve wizard gods from the Demon King's Token.

Each of these twelve witch gods is as tall as a thousand meters and exudes an extremely terrifying aura.

Of course, this is not their true body, but a faint shadow clone.

If it were the true form of the Witch God, the world would most likely be exploded.

Each of the twelve witch gods has unimaginable power!

These twelve witch gods appeared in the form of clones. As soon as they appeared, they surrounded the white-haired old man and the ghost.

Each witch god exuded an extremely terrifying aura, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be annihilated. The violent spiritual energy storm before completely disappeared when it encountered the twelve witch gods.

The horror of these twelve witch gods is simply unimaginable.

Not only was the white-haired old man shocked, but even Luo Zhen himself was shocked.

These twelve witch gods are like super gods standing tall, making people want to kneel down and worship unconsciously.

However.

These witch gods are still faint shadows, because Luo Zhen's formation has not yet been completely formed. Only at the moment of formation, these shadows will be completely solidified and appear in the form of clones.

After seeing these twelve witch gods, the white-haired old man was shocked and immediately felt the extreme danger.

If he didn't evacuate quickly, he would definitely fall here.

The white-haired old man took a deep breath, while trying his best to resist the attack of the ghost, he quickly observed the surroundings.

He had to find the flaw in Luo Zhen's formation before he could escape successfully.

A moment later.

After repelling another attack from the ghost, the white-haired old man immediately rushed in one direction, wanting to leave here as quickly as he could.

However, Luo Zhen had been staring at him.

Although the formation had not yet been fully formed, Luo Zhen also had the means to keep this damn old man.

With a sneer, Luo Zhen's brows cracked directly, and an abyss-like eye opened instantly.

At the same time, a gray glow swept out overwhelmingly.

The glow instantly covered most of the area in front of Luo Zhen, and the white-haired old man also felt extreme danger in an instant.

He waved the white lightsaber in his hand frantically, but all this had no effect.

The white lightsaber could not block the gray glow at all!

After the gray glow shone on him, the white-haired old man immediately felt a dizzy feeling.

This feeling made him feel that his soul would faint in the next moment.

The old man roared repeatedly, desperately trying to mobilize the power of his soul, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, it was useless!

His soul gradually lost consciousness!