Chapter 2321 Situation

Inside the temple.

There was a roar!

The Ghost Mansion Purgatory is like a vast ocean, completely covering the entire space and even affecting the outside of the temple.

Wu Lan, Yin Shi, Cang Xian and other ancient saints were surrounded by the six desperate ghosts.

But even so, those ancient saints still did not lose the slightest bit of ferocious power.

"A bunch of monsters, get out of here."

Ancient Saint Wu Lan waved his huge fist, hitting the sky like a meteorite, and directly swept away the ghosts of the demon spirits in front of him.

At the same time, more than a dozen black palm prints fell from the sky.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Clear marks appeared on the body of Ancient Saint Wulan, his skin and flesh were cracked, and even a golden bone could be seen.

"nightmare!"

Ancient Saint Wu Lan roared loudly, his eyes already filled with bloodshot eyes.

"What a hard lump."

The Nightmare God Emperor showed a little helplessness on his face.

There were more than a dozen black palm prints, each of which was devoted to all his power. Unfortunately, it was still not enough to see in front of the Six Ultimate Ancient Saints.

The Holy Body is so tough!

The physical defense of an Ancient Saint at the Six Ultimate Level is definitely no less than that of the Seven Ultimate Ancestor Emperor of the Devouring System, or even slightly stronger. Therefore, few emperors will forcibly kill an Ancient Saint. They will first trap him, and then Thrown into a strange and dangerous place in a secret realm.

When Gu Xiuyun was in Twin Star Abyss, relying on his true body fusion state, he was helpless against the three Black Scale brothers.

He has the killing sword energy in his hand, and if that's the case, let alone the nightmare of the virtual system?

"Nightmare old man, I will cut you into pieces!"

Ancient Saint Wulan let out a shocking roar, and at the same time as the sound came out, divine power had already flowed around the body, completely restoring flesh and bones, leaving only shallow traces.

However, these dozen palm prints are not completely useless.

The rules of virtuality and reality are like steel needles, piercing into the depths of the flesh and blood of the ancient saint Wulan, constantly corroding his divine power and annihilating his origin. As the palm prints continue to be superimposed, sooner or later, the ancient saint Wulan will exhaust his body. The origin of it fell completely.

Tsk!

The Nightmare God Emperor was too lazy to say anything and once again used a dozen secret palm seal techniques.

Each one is no less than a full blow from the God Emperor at the peak of the Six Desperate Realms.

Obviously, after entering the Qijue, although the power of nightmare's secret arts has not increased much, it is much easier to perform. The cultivation and will of the ancestor emperor can easily withstand more than a dozen of the strongest secret arts.

And that's just the occult aspect.

The Nether Sea Illusion Air Thorn in his hand is the move that improves him the most.

How can it be possible that the power of using a spiritual treasure with a divine emperor level cultivation level is the same as that of an ancestor emperor level cultivation level?

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The dark palm prints kept falling, and the ancient saint Wulan was as crazy as a ferocious beast, but he could only hold on.

at the same time.

The other ancient saints bombarded like headless flies, trying to destroy the temple as quickly as possible and rush out of this space.

They know that their level is too low, and their opponent is the ancestor of the virtual system.

No matter how the Ancient Saints besieged him, it was impossible to injure Nightmare at all, and even touching his body was impossible.

…

In the roar.

The core spaces of Poison Lion, Xuanyang, and Demon Jiaojun are also drastically weakened.

"Principle of poisonous mist, tear this space apart for me!"

The eyes of the lion-headed emperor were filled with angry killing intent, and his two sharp claws continued to draw across the sky, leaving clear cracks.

"Scorching Sun Divine Halberd, kill!"

God Emperor Xuanyang waved his palms one after another, and the laws of the sky and the God-Emperor level secret techniques created dense cracks at the edge of the space.

"Chuangtian!"

Demonic Dragon King's method is much simpler. All the power of the entire body is integrated into the top corner of the head, and stabs towards the edge of the space.

Although simple, its power is the strongest among the three God Emperors.

The Way of Ten Thousand Beasts can evolve into thousands of beast magical powers, each of which has a unique and magical effect. As the realm increases, the power of the magical powers will continue to be superimposed. For example, this sky-penetrating move has the power to penetrate the heaven and the earth. .

Poof!

The demon dragon king in the form of a pangolin smashed a huge hole in the core space with one collision, and the dark hole vaguely connected to the interior of the temple.

But before he could rush out, most of the hole had been closed.

"Come again!"

Demonic Dragon Lord roared sharply.

…

Compared to the three God Emperors, the core spaces of Gu Xiuyun, Zhu Sha and Emperor Jiuyou are much quieter.

"It was a pretty hard beating!"

Gu Xiuyun glanced at the edge of the cloud sky.

The ancient saints' repeated bombardments made the space barrier more and more fragile. He could even see the outline of the temple, as well as the scene of the ancient saints fighting with the ghosts.

"It is estimated that Poison Lion, Xuanyang, and Demon Jiaojun are desperately bombarding the core space now."

"With their strength, they should be able to succeed within two months."

"But even if we succeed, facing the nightmare of the Seven Extremities, there is no chance of victory. We can only slowly wait for death in despair."

Gu Xiuyun shook his head.

Those people didn't know that Netherworld Sect had sealed off the entire folding space, so they rushed out desperately.

If they knew that there was already a pile of iron barrels outside the temple, they would probably be in despair.

Of course, the so-called iron bucket may not be able to stop Gu Xiuyun.

With his current level of cultivation, once he uses the true body fusion, coupled with the increase in the eight secret arts, the power of the killing sword energy is enough to make the Qijue ancestors tremble. No matter how powerful the temple formation is, it cannot stop Gu Xiuyun.

But the question is... why does he want to help Demon Jiaojun and those people?

Gu Xiuyun closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the secret art of life.

The other two spaces.

Emperor Zhusha and Emperor Jiuyou were both meditating and practicing. They were too lazy to even look at the scene outside the space.

It was not because they had good concentration, but because this battle had exceeded their level.

Although Emperor Zhusha had killing methods that were no less than those of the Six Absolute Realms, her ability to save her life was too weak. To deal with her, the Nightmare God Emperor did not even need to use secret arts. He could directly send down the Ghost House Purgatory, and hundreds of demons would surround and kill her, and Zhusha would be crushed to pieces.

As for Emperor Jiuyou, let alone.

The Six Absolute Ancient Saints present could turn him into ashes with just a breath.

...

Boom!

Just as Gu Xiuyun guessed, when the two months were approaching the end, the Poison Lion, Xuanyang, and the Demon Dragon King all rushed out of the core space.

The participation of the three God Emperors made the situation even more tense.