Chapter 473: Almost Drunk, the Poet Li Bai Comes to Help

"Boom!"

Thunder and ghost energy collided fiercely in the air, erupting with earth-shattering power. The black torrent and the golden thunder dragon intertwined in the sky to form a spectacular picture, as if the world was shaken at this moment.

The two forces continued to collide and dissolve in the air. In the end, the golden thunder dragon was defeated by the black torrent, but their residual power was still extremely powerful, and they smashed the black torrent into pieces and dissipated most of it.

However, the huge ghost figure did not dissipate. It let out a thunderous roar, trembled suddenly, and condensed into shape again, but it was smaller than before.

"It's really not easy to block my ancestor's attack."

There was a hint of surprise in the voice of the ghost ancestor's ghost, but the next moment, the ghost shadow once again let out a thunderous roar, and its figure suddenly swelled.

"The ultimate ghost path, the ghost shadow swallows the sky!"

The Ghost Ancestor shouted sharply, and the huge ghost figure suddenly opened its mouth, forming a black hole-like existence, swallowing up the heroic soul army and Ci Song.

The black hole seemed to have endless suction, even the space was distorted by it. Under this suction force, the army of heroic souls could not stabilize their bodies and began to fly towards the black hole.

"Since you want to devour it, then I will let you devour it to its fullest. The thunder method of the Supreme Purity will come, and the thunder prison will come!"

Ci Song shouted in his mouth, he formed seals with his hands, and the talent in his body surged like a tide. As his seal was completed, the golden ocean surged again, and all the heroic souls turned into countless golden thunders and sprang out of the ocean, condensing into a huge golden thunder prison and blasting towards the black hole.

"Boom!"

The golden thunder prison and the black hole collided fiercely in the air, erupting with even more amazing power. The black hole seemed to be a real swallowing mouth. No matter how many thunders hit it, they were all swallowed up by it. However, the power of the Thunder Prison seemed to be endless, and thunders continued to rush out from it, filling the gap that was swallowed up.

The two forces were locked in a stalemate in the air, but as time passed, the huge ghost began to gradually become blurry, as if its power was being continuously consumed. Ci Song, however, still looked calm. He was forming seals with his hands faster and faster, and the talent in his body surged out like a flood that burst a dam, constantly pouring into the Thunder Prison.

"Hmph, do you think you can compete with me with this kind of attack? You are so naive."

The ghost shadow transformed by Ghost Ancestor let out a disdainful sneer. This laughter echoed in the silent night air, carrying endless contempt and ridicule. As the laughter fell, the already huge ghost figure swelled again, as if it wanted to swallow the entire world. At the same time, the black hole also expands, and its suction force becomes more terrifying, sucking everything in.

In the face of this powerful suction, the entire Thunder Prison was unable to resist. In an instant, Lei Yu was swallowed up by the black hole, and Ci Song was also involved in it.

"Fortunately, Gui Yuan and the three of them are not in Gui Xie. If they knew that I was forced to come here today by a Tian Yuan monk at the level of a ghost general, how would I lose my face?"

There was a hint of helplessness and anger in Guizu's words, and his ghostly shadow clenched its fist and swung it forward suddenly.

As his drink fell, the black hole seemed to turn into a huge meat grinder and began to strangle people crazily. Under this strangling force, the black hole began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, when it shrank to the size of ten feet, the black hole stopped making any movement. The space around the black hole seemed to be solidified by this force, and everything stopped.

"Um?"

The ghostly figure transformed by the Ghost Ancestor loomed in the night, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he noticed something was wrong. He felt the changes in the atmosphere around him, and felt uneasy in his heart. He tried to activate that terrifying power again, trying to strangle the black hole into pieces. However, this time, no matter how he mobilized the ghost energy in his body, the black hole seemed to be fixed by some mysterious force and remained motionless.

"How is this going?"

Ghost Ancestor frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. He had never encountered such a situation. He tried various methods, but no matter how he used the ghost energy, the black hole seemed to have turned into a dead thing and had no reaction to his attacks.

Just when he felt helpless, a dazzling light suddenly lit up in the center of the black hole. The light was as hot as the sun, spreading instantly and illuminating the entire black hole. Ghost Ancestor felt a strong shock, and the light seemed to contain a powerful force, which made him feel palpitated.

"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return."

"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."

As the sound fell, a gap suddenly opened in the center of the black hole, and a figure stepped out of it. That figure was Ci Song, and behind him, a huge golden shadow also condensed.

The phantom has bright eyes, trembling like a hungry tiger, clear eyebrows, majestic air, slender, messy, and the tail of the hair is casually tilted back, like a hair cloud. In his hand, he holds a slender and slender sword. There is a bright golden light flowing on the body, which seems to be able to pierce all darkness.

"This is……"

The ghost shadow transformed by Ghost Ancestor looked at the golden shadow behind Ci Song, with a flash of shock in his eyes. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from the shadow, a power that made his heart palpitate.

"You were able to walk out of my ancestor's ghost prison unharmed?"

Ghost Ancestor's voice was filled with disbelief. He could not imagine that a Tianyuan cultivator of the ghost general level could walk out of his ghost prison unscathed. In his opinion, the aura that Ci Song exuded at the beginning was that of a ghost general, and he only reached the ghost king realm with the help of external forces. Such a cultivator could not walk out of his ghost prison at all.

Ci Song did not answer Ghost Ancestor's question. He just stood there quietly. The golden shadow behind him was the same person as him. Their eyes were fixed on the huge ghost shadow.

"As I expected, the function of the Wenyun Orb is not only to summon the phantom of the saint."

Ci Song was full of joy at this moment. Ci Qibai had told him before that one of the abilities of the Wenyun Orb was to summon the phantom of the saint to bless himself. When he wrote "Jiangjinjiu" in the Wenyun Orb, he summoned the phantom of Li Bai. At that time, Ci Song guessed whether he could summon the phantom of Li Bai in the future, but Ci Song's strength was too low, and the guess could not be verified.

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