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Chapter 115 At the same time(1/2)

Chapter 115    Simultaneous

The Yin Emperor turned into a hundred feet, staring fiercely at the people on the immortal mountain.

Especially Bei Hanrong, who is bound by the soul-locking chain.

"Why do you have to go against me?!"

"The underworld! OK! I will kill you!"

As he said that, the majestic ghost aura suddenly burst out, like a flood that broke through the fairy mountain, spreading rapidly in all directions.

Black and white impermanence changed his face greatly.

The already terrifying face looked even more ferocious.

The two waved their mourning sticks.

The aura of the Dao Tribulation erupted in the roar of the mourning stick turned into two types of divine lights, interlaced and scattered, trying to destroy the ghost energy.

boom!

boom!

The space exploded and the fairy mountain shook.

It seems that I can't bear such a mighty power.

But it was useless to the ghost energy all over the sky. The mourning stick whipped it and passed through it directly.

Can't let go.

"It's just a Taoist disaster, and you dare to attack me?!"

Yin Emperor's voice was cold.

The big hand was shot down sharply.

The terrifying power seems unstoppable, and with unparalleled pressure, it will fall on the fairy mountain.

Just then.

A group of masters from the Nine Profound Holy Land exploded one after another.

The Saint Lord Jiuxuan almost turned into a round of fierce sun, with a blazing light shining wildly, dispelling layers of ghost fog.

The other elders were not bad either, and the fairy light lingered in an instant.

Each of them has their hair and beards, showing their extraordinary means.

"Bold ghost, the Nine Profound Holy Land is not a place like you who are evil and evil! "

As the words come to an end.

Many masters all used Taoist magic powers, and in an instant, dazzling light burst out from the immortal mountain.

Dispel ghost fog and reappear light.

The Saint Lord Jiuxuan took out a long sword at some time, flashing with silver and white sword light.

At this moment, he was like a peerless sword master!

The sharp breath soared upwards.

The power at the peak of the Dao Tribulation has surging, and it has even had a bit of aura of immortality!

The sword was infinite, and in the end, countless sword lights surrounded him.

A surging sword energy storm!

Song!

With a sound of sword, the Nine Profound Saint took the initiative.

The fairy sword in his hand took the shadow of Yin Emperor!

The sword energy storm followed closely.

The power of this attack was so powerful that even the Yin Emperor looked at him.

"With some means, I can briefly touch the realm of immortality?!"

"But... I am the realm of ghost immortals!"

"How could you compare to someone like you who uses secret techniques?"

boom!

The ghost energy was so powerful that the sword energy suddenly collapsed.

The sword light shattered and shot towards the four directions.

Then a thunderous ghost hand slapped at the Saint Lord Jiuxuan.

Slap it away with a bang.

If it weren't for the last Saint Lord Jiuxuan protecting himself with his fairy sword, this blow would have caused him severe damage.

"So strong! What level is this ghost immortal?!"

The face of the Nine Profound Holy Lord changed wildly.

boom!

Suddenly, Heibai Wuchang launched an attack while everyone was not paying attention.

The mourning stick suddenly turned into a hundred feet, and the soul-locking chain wrapped around Bei Hanrong's neck was also taken back.

Suddenly it was like a long dragon strangled away!

"court death!"

The Yin Emperor roared angrily.

"Bad this emperor's good thing!"

"Okay, let's harvest together today!"

It seems to have sent some kind of signal.

A faint light suddenly rushed out of his body and went straight into the depths of chaos.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they didn't know what this meant.

The Yin Emperor sent a good signal and rushed towards the Black and White Impermanence.

...

Deep in chaos.

Yuchi Wu held a divine sword made of Netherworld Divine Iron, his eyes were solemn and his evil spirits were fluctuating.

He found something was wrong-

Yin Emperor seems to be getting stronger and stronger as he fights.

From the beginning, I couldn't even catch a single knife, and now I'm pressing him to fight.

The second realm of Ghost Immortal is not enough to see.

Yin Emperor's momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

I vaguely want to break through the third realm of Ghost Immortal, or even stronger!

call out!

At this moment, a ghost light shot through the chaos, and was then caught by the Yin Emperor.

Yuchi Wu's face changed slightly, and he didn't know what was going on.

I can only be on guard secretly.

After a moment.

Yin Emperor crushed the faint light, looked up angry, and looked at Yuchi Wu with endless murderous intent in his eyes.

"Bad my good deeds! You should be buried with me today for my great cause!"

boom!

A huge aura suddenly surged from his body.

Directly cross the second realm of Ghost Immortal!

Go straight to the third realm!

And it is still climbing rapidly!

At this moment, Yuchi Wu's face changed drastically, with horror in his eyes, staring at Yin Emperor.

He saw that this was a change in some kind of Taoism, but for some reason it made people break through the realm in an instant?

Is there such a magical method in the world?

With a gritted teeth, he quickly stepped forward with his knife, trying to interrupt Yin Emperor's promotion.
To be continued...
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