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Three hundred and fiftieth IX ghost swallow

Lowering his eyes, looking at the blood-colored ball of light flowing endlessly in the palm of his hand, the corners of his red lips raised a slight smile, and he said to himself: "I originally wanted to use some of my original spiritual power to weave this final battle.

I didn't expect that the creatures in this state capital would actively donate their souls, but... in this way, it saved me a lot of time."

After saying this, she stretched out a slender white jade finger. As the light circulated, a streak of blood-red Taixuan spiritual power soaked out from her fingertips and turned into an extremely complicated seal, covering it.

On top of the bloody ball of light.

An indescribably dull and strange sound resounded throughout Yannan Prefecture.

The world has long been lifeless, and some indescribable changes seem to have occurred at this time. If the Lord is in the state of distraction, he will definitely find that in the Yannan Prefecture at this time...

A terrifying and extremely terrifying spiritual web has been woven!



"With your strong ghost power cultivation, you haven't even entered the Morning and Evening Dao Rankings? You can pass the six-path inheritance test with a sweeping momentum, and you can kill several Yuanjun in the Yuanshen Peak realm very easily. You are definitely not alone.

You are an unknown person! But I think your bones are only a hundred years old, but you can possess such frightening combat power, who are you!?"

Fallen Yuanjun's expression was extremely rare and solemn. He looked at the man in black standing in the sky before the seventh tribulation test and spoke in a deep voice.

"Me," Zhang Yue wore a jet-black robe as the blazing wind swept through the sky, his long hair flying freely in the wind, and his body was surrounded by extremely rich pure ghost power, he said with a low smile, "A

Just a nameless person."

Frowning slightly, the Fallen Yuanjun looked around. Among the tests of inheritance of the seventh calamity realm, only he and the two men in black in front of him had arrived first, and the remaining Yuan Shen realm Yuanjuns were all the same.

Most of them were trapped in the fifth test and the sixth test. However, several Yuanshen Peak Realm Yuanjuns who had broken through the seventh test were directly killed by this mysterious man in black before they had time to rejoice.

The strong ghost power that swept out crushed the soul, and its true combat power was truly terrifying.

Seeing that the fallen Yuanjun was silent, Zhang Yuduo smiled and said: "Are you the fallen Yuanjun who ranks first in the Morning and Evening Dao Ranking? I have admired his name for a long time, but... why is this Yuanshen realm known as the first in the middle realm?

Yuanjun, are you so forward-looking and hesitant?"

"Brother Taoist is joking." After hearing what Zhang Yuduo said, the fallen Yuanjun shook his head slightly, "In front of me, there was Supreme Master Xu Zun from the Taixuan Spiritual Realm, and now there is Brother Taoist's strange spell here.

The name of Yuanjun, who is the first Yuan Shen Realm in the middle realm, is really unbearable to fall."

Zhang Yudu looked a little confused and said: "Brother Fallen Taoist, I have heard about the "Taiyin Destiny" you cultivated before. It uses the power of destiny in the Tao of heaven and earth to control the enemy. It is extremely tyrannical. Fallen Tao

Brother, there is no need to belittle oneself, but in the end, only one living being can enter this seventh test, and I am sure to win it, so I should retreat on my own, fallen Taoist brother."

The shrill howling sound of the ghost exploded from his ears, and the fallen Yuanjun unconsciously fell into a trance for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he saw a huge and ferocious evil ghost gathering and rising behind the man in black.

It rises up and almost covers the entire sky. Judging from its momentum...it is absolutely invincible!

"Yes," Fallen Yuanjun pondered for a moment, weighed it in his mind, but did not hesitate, "I will retreat on my own later, but... Brother Dao, can you leave your Taoist name and origin? If you have free time later,

At that time, you can come and be a guest of my Yin-Yang Dao Sect. When you fall, you will sweep up your bed to welcome him and treat him as an honored guest."

"I'm different from you." Zhang Duoyi stood at the feet of the evil ghost shadow that covered the sky. Although his body was small, the momentum around him gradually rose to the sky. "If you say it seriously, I can only

He’s just a pathetic puppet, after all.”

"What Brother Tao said..."

Fallen Yuanjun showed a trace of doubt.

Considering that the man in black in front of him has a powerful ghost power that can match the strength of the new Lord Fenshen, which force would be willing to treat him as a so-called "puppet"? Even the most powerful sect will treat such a genius with great respect.

, there will be no room for any mistakes.

Thinking of his mysterious identity again, the fallen Yuanjun became more and more doubtful. However, looking at the ghost shadow behind Zhang Duoduo that had covered half of the sky, he still shook his head gently and did not say anything again.

After performing several seals one after another, his figure was gradually enveloped in black and white brilliance, and after a few breaths he disappeared within the inheritance of the pre-tribulation realm.

"You don't have to make any disguises when you're alone. I haven't had this comfortable feeling for a long time."

Zhang Yuduo condensed a black cloud at will, and lay directly on his back. Looking at the huge evil ghost's head twisting and changing in the sky, he somehow remembered the scene when he first met Taishang Xu Zun.



The ruins of Tianxuan Sword Sect.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and all the ribs in his body were broken by the kick of the Taoist cultivator in front of him, and even harsh and humiliating words were passed over without any cover: "Are you a dog? Since you are not

Damn, what are you blocking here?"

Lying on his back on the pile of corpses of Qi Sea Realm disciples of Tianxuan Sword Sect, Zhang Yuduo was barely breathing, and was dying.

The scenery in front of me gradually became blurry, but I suddenly thought of the girl in the green skirt who was above the Tingyang Spiritual Waterfall, moaning in pain mixed with pleasure, crying and complaining, and once again my heart was shaking.

Tear it into pieces hard, leaving no scraps behind.

Gathering up the remaining profound energy in Jiang Palace, he cracked the brocade handkerchief woven by the girl in his hand, looking at the sky with dull eyes.

On the third day of the great sun, Zhang Yuduo's heart became gloomy.

Suddenly, the three-wheeled sun was obscured by the distorted and changing space, and the bright moon-white halo completely filled his sight. Zhang Yudu reluctantly opened his eyes, but saw a strange scene that he had never seen before in his life.

A young man wearing a moon-white background and gold-trimmed robes emerged from the halo, with long black hair hanging down, his eyes cold, looking down at himself lying on the pile of corpses, and said: "

I come from the Supervisory Palace of Chaoxi Dao League, are you willing to follow me from now on?"



After coming back to his senses from the memory of the past, Zhang Yudu laughed at himself: "If it weren't for the Supreme Master, I, Zhang Yuduo, would have completely disappeared from the human world long ago. I even used the power of the Supreme Supreme Master to repay the past."

The hatred of taking away my wife and the hatred of humiliation, now even if I give this life back, it is appropriate."

From the beginning to the end, he knew that he was just a puppet used to cultivate the head of a soul-suppressing evil spirit.

Although he didn't know about Hong Shang's arrival, his ghost power cultivation was very close to the state of distraction, and he was even vaguely aware of the crisis. However, he had been following Taishang Xu Zun, and he was not at all aware of it.

No one knows that there is nothing that can threaten him in the inheritance of the pre-tribulation realm, so there is only one source left for this fatal crisis... the Supreme Master!

boom!

Along with the roaring sound that the seventh test was about to begin, the brilliance of breaking through the realm also shone out one after another at the entry gate.

He stood up from the black clouds, his long hair was dancing wildly, and his black robe was fluttering in the wind. The evil ghost shadow behind him that covered the world became more and more ferocious. He looked down at the people who were coming forward from the sixth test.

The man who came to the Yuanshen Peak Realm Tianjiao Yuanjun said with a smile: "Who dares to be my enemy today!"

As the laughter of the man in black reached their ears, these Yuanshen Realm Yuanjun were extremely shocked to find that the huge evil ghost head shadow that had occupied more than half of the sky actually opened its ferocious twisted mouth.

He let out a shrill ghostly howl that was enough to quell the mind!

"Ghost technique, swallow the sky!"

The huge head surged down with the black clouds in the sky, and the boundless dark ghostly energy filled the entire space.

"No, what is this!"

"It's so weird, why has my magic weapon lost its effectiveness?"

"This is impossible, I know clearly..."

Several horrifying sounds came out, but they stopped abruptly after black clouds wrapped around his body, and he fell into a terrifying silence.

In just four breaths of time, all thirteen Yuanshen Peak Realm geniuses were killed.

At Qingyuan's meeting, Zhang Yuduo's name spread throughout the five realms of the middle realm, and he received the title of Dao, Ghost Tun Yuanjun.
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