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353, domain fight(2/2)

'Gu Xian Lou knows very little about Tu Shanjun, and the Faceless Ghost did not tell the truth.'

The thought flashed through, and the black twilight energy swept across, snatching half of the entire world away.

"Jurisdiction."

"Netherworld Ghost King's Mansion."

The Heavenly Ghost King's seal is completed, surrounded by mountains, and behind him is a huge palace complex.

His legal domain is the epitome of a small world. If you look carefully, you will find that it seems to be the Netherworld. It is the same but very different.

The territory expanded, and the palace complex behind it slowly appeared.

There were only two figures left on the long and huge stone bridge.

The Heavenly Ghost King stood on this side of the bridge, while Tushanjun, with dark eyes, stood on the other side of the bridge.

This bridge occupies at least 20 to 30% of the entire legal area.



Although Tu Shanjun's true strength has not reached the peak of the Golden Core, with the blessing of many combat powers and the manifestation of the mountain and river god body, his strength has already reached the peak of the Golden Core.

Today, he is even more powerful than that day when he fought against the Tianji Sword Master of Sunset Mountain.

Feng Chengyin is the kind of sect monk who goes smoothly, and may not have experienced many life and death crises in his life.

Tu Shanjun was different. When he was weak, he struggled on such an edge, and even died several times in battles. This kind of experience is something that no one has ever had.

Naturally, the sense of smell for fighting is different, and he is more capable of fighting tooth and nail.

Two peak monks fight in the sky.

The roaring sounds were louder than ordinary thunder.

That is to say, being in the legal realm, they can freely display their own cultivation.

At the end of the bridge, the Heavenly Ghost King called out to the formation: "Do you dare to step onto the Bridge of Destruction and fight with me?"

Tu Shanjun turned his head slightly, his dark eyes devoid of any emotion, just doing weird tricks on his own.

The shrine that had already stood was lit by candles.

Countless black threads poured out and wrapped around the body of the Heavenly Ghost King.

I don't know whether it was Tu Shanjun's lack of strength or his inability to sustain his magic power. Even though this body had extraordinary strength, it still did not allow the shrine to pull out the ghost king's ghost.

The peak golden elixir was indeed different from the monks he had dealt with before.

Perhaps he realized it when Tushanjun, who was six feet tall, stepped onto this ancient long bridge.

One step falls and the footprints appear.

The Ghost King laughed heartily.

This is the power of his domain. The monk who steps on the bridge will be dragged down by himself. By the time he walks in front of him, his strength has been reduced by 30 to 40%, so how can he be his opponent?

But in the blink of an eye he stopped laughing.

The sound stopped suddenly, like a goose being choked.

Although the man in front of him walked very slowly, he walked extremely steadily, and his footsteps did not make him stop too much at all.

A few moments.

Tushanjun is already halfway through.

The Heavenly Ghost King roared angrily: "How could the Ghost King's Mansion and the Destruction of Life Bridge be unable to drag his body?"

"What the hell are you?!"

In fact, he didn't see that every time he passed a footprint, there was a dull shadow left behind.

It's not that the Life-Destroying Bridge is useless, it's because the Soul-Reverent Banner is not afraid of such strange places that can affect the underworld.

Since you have influenced me, I will leave Yin Shen with you.

After a while, Tu Shanjun appeared in front of the Heavenly Ghost King.

The black silk thread on the shrine behind him fixed the Heavenly Ghost King, which gave Tushanjun the opportunity to take action.

There is no need to consider anything else at all.

With a flick of his finger, he took out the black seal from the sea of ​​consciousness.

As the magic power surged, the seal grew stronger in the wind, and was held by Tu Shanjun in his hand.

Then he raised his arms.
Chapter completed!
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