The appearance of Guizun, or Yuan Yongyan, is not too surprising, it is just the appearance of an ordinary young man.

But his expression at the moment was extremely ferocious, and his facial features were almost twisted together in an unnatural posture.

The body is transforming back and forth between black smoke and entity, and some creepy scenes are constantly forming around it, such as several entangled arms, a face with a malicious face, and a bulge leaking scarlet pus...

Anle knew that this was the mysterious force in Guizun's body that started to backfire because of his madness.

If not, Anle would not have been able to reach here so easily.

"You deserve to die...you deserve to die!"

Seeing the arrival of An Le, Ghost Lord's face became more and more distorted, and the resentment and madness almost turned into real liquid, overflowing from the surface of his body.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Anle.

A simple action brings unimaginable power.

The black smoke suddenly turned into a raging wave, gathering together, like an extremely huge black whip, and like thousands of troops galloping, and the whole sky was shaking violently.

Even though the Ghost Lord has almost lost control, his strength is still here, and he will even become more unscrupulous when taking action.

Anle knew from the beginning - the heart-breaking words were just a means. To truly eliminate the Ghost Lord, this battle was unavoidable!

He smiled ferociously, and there seemed to be endless fighting intent burning in his eyes. The energy and blood in his body surged like a great river, making a loud sound like a sea tide. The ghost armor and muscles on his body undulated, like steel infusion, every muscle fiber, every drop

The blood was so strong that it seemed like it was going to explode.

Anle faced the vast sea of ​​smoke in front of him, stepped forward, and the Chenlong in his hand once again drew a shocking sword light.

Boom!

The moment the black cloud whip and the sword light touched, the whole sky shook again, forming an extremely dazzling light at the center of the collision. The two completely different secret powers were like two brutal and fierce ancient beasts, constantly biting each other,

Cut and mince.

The sword light briefly gained the upper hand, but was instantly suppressed by the solid darkness.

It is like a small boat on the sea, as if it could be swallowed by huge waves at any time, but it is extremely resilient and has never capsized.

The closer to the Ghost Lord, the more solid and vivid the black smoke in the vicinity becomes. It is like countless living creatures with their own lives and consciousness. They cunningly entangle with Shen Long, increasing the resistance he receives several times.

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"Haha... Just you, you still want to break through the Taoist skills of our Luo Hun Sect? Who do you think you are?"

The mad Guizun suddenly regained consciousness and sneered.

In this state, he still cares about Luo Hun Sect and is proud of it.

The Ghost Lord squeezed hard with one hand, and a dark tornado suddenly appeared in mid-air, sweeping towards Anle like a storm spear.

Anle retorted: "Is what you used... really the Taoist technique of Luo Hun Sect?"

"you!"

This sentence undoubtedly touched the sore spot of Guizun, and also caused a flaw in his mind for a moment.

Anle seized the opportunity and activated the Shocking Dragon Subduing Demonic Body, Xingji Xuyuan Kung Fu, Swallowing Evil and Blood Refining, combined with the Ghost Armor, Underworld Ghost Eyes, and the Dragon in the Sea of ​​Smoke... Driven by the [Stage of the Martial God], he

The physical strength is pushed to a peak.

The next moment, dazzling blood burst out from his body, instantly cutting through the dark sky.

"...that is?"

The monks who were fighting against evil spirits couldn't help but look up at the sky. In the clouds, there seemed to be a ball of bloody thunder dancing wildly, or like a ball of bloody sun, which attracted people's attention unconsciously.

At this moment, everyone present felt a chill all over their bodies.

"What a terrifying power."

Yun Wuhen, who was in the Yunxiang Heaven and Earth, couldn't help but take a second look, thinking in his heart: "If it were me, could I be able to take this blow?"

He tried to put himself in the enemy's shoes, and then shook his head.

Under this blow, he will definitely be in danger!

But if it is the Ghost Lord...

Yun Wuhen temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts, and his heart burned with strong fighting spirit: "It's time for me to take action!"

Not only the monks were shocked by this bloody thunder, but also the nearly endless evil spirits were surprised by it.

"That human being is so terrifying!"

"This aura...is he really alive?"

A ghost general murmured: "How can he actually fight against the ghost master to this extent?"

These evil creatures, the ghost generals understand the strength of the ghost king far better than the monks. If they had not been suppressed by the ghost king with violent means, they would not be so in awe of him.

So before this, the evil spirits actually believed that Anle was nothing more than a mantis using his arms as a chariot, and it only took a moment for the ghost master to suppress him.

However, a series of situations that happened now made their ideas subverted bit by bit.

Especially the vast and majestic aura of Anle, which is also stained with blood and death, is like a natural enemy of evil spirits. Even from such a long distance, it still scares many evil spirits.

I saw the bloody thunder disappear in a flash, and the black smoke, tentacles, long whips, and tornadoes in mid-air were all cut open by an invisible force.

Even the ruins on the ground were affected.

A crack spread directly in the ruined building complex, the soil rolled up, the ground cracked, everything above the crack was split into two, and a large number of evil creatures died under this blow.

A huge gap once again appeared in the sky filled with black clouds.

Only this time, people were able to see two figures standing opposite each other in the empty sky.

"Young Daoist An is injured!"

Dry Bing exclaimed softly, a flash of worry in his eyes.

They saw Anle's arms were scarlet red, and large amounts of blood seeped out of the ghost armor.

Bai Xianyou's face became more solemn: "Swinging such a shocking blow must be extremely taxing on the body."

On the other hand, the Ghost Lord on the other side seemed to be unscathed, just standing there motionless.

This made everyone's mood gradually sink to the bottom.

Bang!

Suddenly, a stream of dark mucus splashed out from the Ghost Lord's abdomen, dripping down.

His body seemed to have been cut into two pieces from the waist, and his upper body slipped to one side, only relying on strange secret power to forcibly stick together.

The Ghost Lord's ferocious face also showed pain, but it was replaced by anger the next second.

"How dare you!"

"I am the twelfth generation leader of Luo Hun Sect, Yuan Yongyan, how dare you hurt me! How dare you hurt me!"

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!!!"

His spirit was obviously in an extremely abnormal state. After being stimulated several times by An Le, he turned into a complete lunatic. Only his obsession with the glory of Luo Hun Sect was left, like roots deeply rooted in the soil.

Filling his heart.

This performance shocked countless evil spirits.

Although they had seen the Ghost Lord when he was going crazy, they had never seen him lose his composure and be as embarrassed as he was today.

Unknowingly, the invincible and terrifying majestic image of the Ghost Lord in the hearts of the evil spirits collapsed bit by bit.

A ghost general had an absurd thought in his mind: "Can that person... really win?"

"So tenacious."

Anle sighed softly. His arms suffered multiple bone fractures and numerous muscle strains in the explosion, but they still failed to cause fatal damage to the Ghost Lord.

The heart beats vigorously, and [Endless Life] causes vitality to continuously flow in, nourish the injured arm, and quickly repair body tissues.

In just two breaths, the muscles and bones were repaired by at least 40%.

This self-healing power was the reason why he dared to use his body so roughly.

Not far away, black smoke condensed again, rushing towards Anle.

This is bound to be a brutal tug of war.

****

Casualties appeared one after another in the monks' positions.

Even though they had made as much preparation as possible, there were too many evil spirits in front of them.

"ah!"

Someone screamed, and his back kept shaking, and a human-faced white bone spider broke through the flesh and came out.

Even in the next second, his companions would kill him.

But the monk whose spine was bitten off and whose internal organs were devoured could not be saved.

When this person was dying, he whispered: "Junior sister, you are still waiting for me..."
To be continued...