Chapter 460 Raising His Hand to Kill All the Ghosts, Feng Xiang's Trump Card, and the Death of Fourteen People

Although Feng Xiang is powerful, Bai Ye seems to be no weaker than him, and is even better in swordsmanship. Not only can he easily neutralize Feng Xiang's attacks, but he can also fight back from time to time, leaving Feng Xiang in danger.

"It seems I need to be more serious."

Feng Xiang was secretly awestruck. He no longer retained his strength and used all his strength to activate the energy of chaos in his body. An even more terrifying aura emanated from him.

"Blood Moon Kills the Sky!"

Feng Xiang shouted loudly, and the bloody sword in his hand suddenly slashed towards the sky. I saw a bloody sword energy dozens of feet long rising into the sky, as if it was going to split the entire sky.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Annihilation Formation."

Bai Ye waved his hand gently, and dark lines suddenly appeared on the ground under the feet of the loyal ghost clansmen. These lines are like ancient veins, intricate and shimmering with a deep and cold light, as if they are leading these lonely ghosts to the endless purgatory.

The next moment, the ghost clansmen trapped in the lines were ignited with dark flames. This flame is not hot, but carries a cold aura of death. Under the burning of this flame, their souls quickly withered visibly to the naked eye, as if their lives were being ruthlessly deprived of them. Finally, they turned into black smoke, rising into the sky and blending into the endless sky.

"This... what kind of method is this?"

When Feng Xiang saw this scene, his eyes showed a look of horror that could not be concealed. He could clearly feel that the aura of those tribesmen who turned into black smoke had completely disappeared, as if they had completely disappeared from this world and been completely obliterated.

In just three breaths, tens of thousands of ghost clan members disappeared in Bai Ye's hands and turned into nothingness. Immediately afterwards, the black smoke in the sky condensed into a huge word "kill", easily breaking through the bloody sword energy released by Feng Xiang. Then, the word "kill" was slashed straight towards Feng Xiang, carrying an irresistible power.

"What exactly is this method?"

There was a look of shock in Feng Xiang's eyes, and he felt the terrifying killing intent. At this moment, he was completely panicked.

However, at the moment when the word "kill" was about to fall on him, a more powerful aura suddenly erupted from Feng Xiang's body, and a bloody light shield enveloped his entire body.

"boom!"

The huge word "kill" was slashed on the bloody light shield, making a deafening roar. The light shield shook violently, but it was not broken.

Feng Xiang's figure emerged from the light shield. His face was a little pale. It was obvious that Bai Ye's blow just now consumed him a lot of strength. But the shock in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a deep fear.

"Cultivator Tianyuan, I didn't expect you to master such a terrifying method, you can easily defeat even my Blood Moon Sky-Destroying Throw.

" There was a hint of hoarseness in Feng Xiang's voice. He stared at Bai Ye closely, as if he wanted to see through him. "However, don't be too happy too early. I have achieved the realm of the ghost king. How many thousand ghost soldiers will I need? , how many? Today, I will let you see what the strength of the Ghost King Realm is. "

After the words fell, the aura on Feng Xiang's body surged again, and an even more terrifying power was released from his body. His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he appeared in the sky, his hands quickly formed seals, and he muttered words.

"The ghosts gather again, borrow the corpse to revive the soul, and return to the world!"

As Feng Xiang's shout fell, the sky in the entire ghost domain suddenly became gloomy, and waves of strong ghost energy gathered from all directions, forming a dark cloud. In the clouds, there were faint sounds of shrill ghost cries, as if countless lonely ghosts were gathering in the clouds.

"That is……"

Bai Ye felt the terrifying aura, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. The gathering souls actually condensed into fourteen figures, each figure exuding a powerful aura.

"This is……"

There was doubt in Bai Ye's eyes for no other reason than these fourteen figures seemed to be about the same age as him. Each of them was wearing different styles of clothes, but without exception, they were all from Tianyuan Continent, and they What exudes from his body is not the energy of chaos, but the same talent as Bai Ye.

Upon seeing this, Ning Ping'an immediately sent a message to Ci Song and Duanmu Qingcang, "You two are temporarily hidden. As long as something unexpected happens during the white night, I will take action immediately."

Ning Ping'an's expression also became solemn, because he recognized all fourteen figures.

"Cultivator Tianyuan, I know you must be a young talent in Tianguan, but I don't know whether you are stronger or weaker than Monk Tianyuan two hundred years ago?" Feng Xiang's voice echoed in the ghost realm, and the sky The fourteen figures above also gradually solidified. Although their faces were a little blurry, Bai Ye could feel the powerful aura emanating from them.

Bai Ye suddenly thought of something, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "They are... are Mr. Tantai's friends?"

"That's right."

Feng Xiang smiled proudly, "They entered the ghost world back then, but they became my nourishment and helped me break through the realm of the ghost king. Now, they will become my strength, allowing me to completely obliterate you, the so-called Tianyuan monk."

As the words fell, the fourteen figures suddenly moved. They turned into streams of light and rushed towards Bai Ye. Their speed was extremely fast, as if they had covered hundreds of feet in an instant and appeared in front of Bai Ye.

"Heaven and earth are eclipsed."

A figure of a white-haired man in a black Taoist robe appeared out of thin air in front of Bai Ye. He made a gesture with his hands, and a terrifying force surged in his body. He pushed his hands forward suddenly, and a bright light burst out from his palms, instantly covering everything around Bai Ye.

Under the illumination of this light, Bai Ye only felt that his vision became blurred, everything around him seemed to lose its color, became gray and blurry, and the speed of his talent became much slower.

"Six-character killing formation."

The next moment, six men in red armor surrounded Bai Ye. They held long spears and exuded a murderous aura. Their movements were uniform, as if they were one person, attacking Bai Ye at the same time.

The six long spears turned into six cold lights, stabbing at Bai Ye from six different directions.

"When Peng migrates to the South Sea, it strikes the water for three thousand miles, soars up to ninety thousand miles, and takes six months to rest."

The words written by another black-haired man in a white Taoist robe quietly turned into the shadow of Kunpeng, merged into the long sword in his hand, and slashed towards Bai Ye.

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