Chapter 265: Chaos Battle

Yan Chixia's shouting immediately shocked the Mangshan Ghost King to the cold sweat. He looked at the Kunlun Mirror above Bai Qi and the others, knowing that they were probably suffering today.

When he thought that he was so much older than Bai Qi, he actually had such a simple fool. He couldn't help feeling a little sad. Is he too stupid? Or is he too cunning?

In fact, it is very simple. The Ghost King of Mangshan is just a cultivator who is close to the stage of the God Transformation and the Immortal Recovery Stage. His cultivation level is definitely not high in the entire myth system. However, because there is no correct cultivation technique, even if you have top qualifications, it is difficult to practice quickly in a place where the spiritual energy on Earth seems to be suppressed by something.

In the God Transformation Stage, a very low state in the myth system, it is enough to make the Mangshan Ghost King laugh and be proud of the world for many years. Of course, he is not a mess all over the world. The cultivators on Earth are not stupid people, they will not step on flying swords every day and carry magic weapons to cause trouble everywhere. They usually stay in their traditional territory and become kings and dominate.

I have caused trouble too much, and I don’t know whether the heavenly tribulation can escape, but I guess I’m so annoyed by my enemies. Why do you still want to talk about cultivating immortals? The Ghost King of Mangshan has been staying in Mangshan to practice. Two thousand years ago, he was just an ordinary Ghost King. By chance, he conquered 400,000 military souls in Changping, and then he jumped into a master in the world. But even so, he was only on the list of tenth Han souls. In terms of personal strength, even Yan Chixia, who was ninth, was much stronger than him.

Therefore, a ghost king who has achieved great success in the late stage of the transformation of Gods, a ghost king who has never left the mountain for many years and can only rely on rumors in the world to know some secrets. At worst, a ghost king who relies on his subordinates to report the dynamics of the world, is inevitable that he will be deceived by Bai Qi as soon as he goes out.

History has proven countless times that strength is not linked to intelligence, and the Ghost King of Mangshan happened to be fooled.

So, the angry and angry Ghost King of Mangshan naturally could not give up. He took out a simple jade flute, put it beside his mouth and started to whimper.

Ran Min couldn't help but shivered when he heard the sound of flute coming from the night wind, and felt a terrifying feeling on his back, "Old, boss, this sound of flute seems to be about to hook my soul away."

Ge Xingqing's skill is slightly higher, and he is in the middle stage of qi extraction and is about to be late. At first glance, of course he is not comfortable. He reached into his arms and trembled with his hands to throw a talisman to Ran Min: "This is placed in his shirt pocket. I just forgot to give it to you, the talisman of concentration. This immortal is going to summon his subordinates' military soul. I guess many powerful masters are afraid that this guy's military soul will be difficult to deal with, and they are still hiding behind."

"Be careful, I still look forward to one day when I can achieve success in my cultivation!" Ran Min is a slippery figure, with both the pursuit of doing big things and the idea of ​​preserving himself.

Another group of people who were ambushing did not have the talisman of concentration and would not have such good luck.

"Xiao, Koizumi, I, I feel so uncomfortable!" Master Airy said with his head in his hands and struggling.

But Koizumi, the Uenini, had no time to reply to Airy. When Airy looked carefully, she was shocked. Koizumi was even worse than himself. She buried her head in the soil, and her whole body was in pain and convulsing. When she turned around, she saw the other four people rolling in their heads in pain, but she didn't dare to hum it.

The sound of the flute was too weird, and the six people performed slightly better. As a mage, he had a stronger ability to control his consciousness. Others either had insufficient skills or had less control over consciousness.

"Ah!" Koizumi suddenly pulled out the soil from the head, pulled out the knife and cut it on his arm. Then the knife light flashed and cut a hole in each person's arm.

"Ah." Although everyone felt very painful, the torture of the flute sound on their brain disappeared.

"The Chinese are too mysterious. There are always so many gods and ghosts. Face to face, I can kill hundreds of people, but if I am so sneaky, we will only suffer the loss." Koizumi said hatefully.

On the Eagle Beak Rock, after Bai Qi shouted a blood sacrifice, the situation suddenly changed drastically. Of course, the Blood Sacrifice also reminded Yan Chixia that the main thing these people were going to do was still the same. After all, the coffins that had been hanging on the Eagle Beak Rock for thousands of years would not attract anyone's attention. The most dangerous place was let go by these people.

I saw 365 men in black pulling out a cold dagger, and then a red light flashed in their eyes. The 365 people raised their daggers in a neat manner and cut them down on their necks.

"Mingshan Ghost King, take action quickly! It will be too late!" Yan Chixia flew the fastest, the man and sword merged, and had already hit the Kunlun Mirror. The two black shadows behind her were Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian. Although the two were really moved by the world and had this old Taoist priest help, they were always humans and ghosts and were difficult to stay together. Today, the Yingzhu Rock is also the only opportunity for them in thousands of years. Humans and ghosts are no more than ordinary people and helping the wounded. They can't be rescued by magical medicine.

I saw a huge sword light shooting towards Kunlun Mirror in a giant sword.

The Ghost King of Mangshan naturally knew it was amazing. As soon as the flute stopped, he responded. The overwhelming sound of ghost crying and wolf howls when the Ghost King of Mangshan came, gusts of cold wind blew like the substance, and even the rocks were rolling all over the ground. The coffins on the cliff were also squeaking. If it weren't for the protection of the formation, they would have been blown down by the wind.

For a moment, Yingzui Rock changed from a quiet place to a major Yin family. There were ghosts everywhere around him, which was described as wind and cranes, which was a little too late.

"Mingshan Ten Thousand Ghost Formation!" With the order of the Mingshan Ghost King, the ghost shadows around the Eagle-billed Rock seemed to have received orders, and they turned into skulls and flew into the air with a grim smile. Amid the sounds of ghost crying and ghost dramas, a huge evil ghost was gradually formed.

This is an evil ghost composed of 80,000 military souls. Because he was too confident, the Mangshan Ghost King did not bring out all 400,000 military souls, which meant that he was destined to be unlucky. The eighty thousand military souls only formed the Ten Thousand Ghost Formation. If there were 400,000 military souls, five large military souls and evil ghosts were transformed into, and these five evil ghosts rely on the formation to form the five evil ghost formation, the power was incomparable.

The evil ghost composed of 80,000 military souls, carrying a black stick like a mourning stick, went to smash the Kunlun mirror.

"The fireflies dare to compete with the sun and the moon? How can you compete with the power of the Kunlun Mirror?" Bai Qi said sarcastically with disdain. He was not going to use this Kunlun Mirror because this thing was taken away by Shushan for a series of battles five hundred years ago. If you use it this time, it is equivalent to telling everyone that Shushan is behind him...

Two loud "Bang!" followed by three more terrifying screams.

It turned out that when the evil ghost and Yan Chixia attacked the Kunlun mirror at the same time, a burst of light appeared from the mirror. Not only did the attack fail, but they were also bounced away.

Yan Chixia was beaten to the ground and Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly went up to check.

"Those bastards in Shushan are indeed in a relationship with this matter. Mangshan boy, I am afraid that I will explain here today. If you are afraid of death, leave quickly. If you are not afraid of death, fight with me. We are not alone. There should be many like-minded people who will deal with these bastards first and then play how to distribute the benefits." Although Yan Chixia was injured, she was an old turtle turtle who had lived for countless years. She did not have too high cultivation. However, her strength in the Return Void Period and some magic pills, injury is not a big problem.

This Kunlun Mirror is also a rare treasure in the day after tomorrow, but I don’t know how I got here.

The Ghost King of Mangshan was also seriously injured. These military souls were all refined by him in a secret book of ghost script that he obtained by chance. Although he practiced slowly, the day of his great success is also the day of his great success. However, if the military soul was damaged, he could not escape the bad luck.

"Of course, join hands, Bai Qi, you bastard. Shushan boy!" The Ghost King of Mangshan slightly cleaned up his injuries and made up his mind to fight to the death. These guys have not had a high cultivation level, but their temper and facial features are much higher than their cultivation level.

"What can you do? Hahaha, it's just a group of children, ants, do ants understand?" Bai Qi finished speaking, and looked back at the 365 dead men in black, without any sympathy.

I saw a series of essence and blood seem to be connected into a line, shooting to the center of the pirated Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation. The essence and blood merged with each other and rolled, and finally formed a large ball.

"The time is here!" Bai Qi looked overjoyed, his hands were put together, and his expression was solemn, and a mysterious Taoist talisman flew out of his hands and shot into the big ball of essence and blood.

"Star Dou helps me!"

With a roar, the blood ball exploded, and the pure Yin starlight that had already gathered above the head was suddenly divided into two thick starlights and shot into the yin and yang surface of the Eagle-Book Rock.

"It's over..." Yan Chixia saw it and knew that the accident she had expected had not happened. Even if she and the Ghost King of Mangshan were going to join forces, they didn't even look at him, and they still did their own way to refine the Nine Yin Heavenly Corpse to save Qin Shihuang.

At this time, the Ghost King of Mangshan had completely understood that as soon as these 365 Nine Yin Heavenly Corpses appeared, Ying Zheng enjoyed the great Feng Shui momentum on the Yang side of Yingzhu Rock for more than two thousand years, and was nourished by the dragon veins. Now, with the help of this right time, place, and resurrection, under the intersection of yin and yang, a generation of Ghost Emperor was born.

"Hahahaha... Hahahaha... I, Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng, succeeded after all, so what about the emperor, so what about the ghost emperor. I have it from now on, everything can be accomplished!" A golden light shot out from the sunny side of the Eagle Beak Rock, and at the same time, more black light shot out from the dark side of the Eagle Beak Rock, all of them were lying in the air, kneeling down and bowing: "I've seen the Emperor!"

Seeing that the big thing was finally half successful, Bai Qi couldn't help but kneel down happily and said, "Congratulations to the Emperor on his success, and from now on, great things can be accomplished."
Chapter completed!