The evil ghost roared miserably.

Wow.

The bead curtain is opened in two parts.

A figure wearing imperial clothes walked out.

Take one step forward and the world becomes silent.

It's as if the illusion of him has finally become real, and he not only exists in the present, but also in the past and future.

The ten-thousand-foot-long Dharma image stands tall in heaven and earth.

The Ghost Emperor opened his blue-black ghost hands to support the ghost mountain of the shrine.

In an instant, it was refined into a large black-red seal hanging on the palm of your hand.

"Woo."

"Woo!"

When the ghost emperor appeared, all the ghosts and ghosts in the killing array celebrated for the emperor.

The screams of the ghosts were as loud as thunder and vibrated in the sky, as if ghosts from the past and the future heard the echoes, so they let out ghostly cries and howls that should not belong to the present.

Not illusory.

It is pure truth.

He stands tall and tall, overlooking the universe.

Holding the Emperor's Seal, he seemed to be one with the Immortal Picture Killing Formation.

The imperial seal hangs on the top.

Tickling and turning.

The Ghost Emperor threw out a punch without hesitation.

The black and red fist light shone for eternity, as if I really saw the void ghosts and gods opening their bloody mouths to swallow thousands of souls.

Immediately afterwards, one hundred thousand sharp soldiers were swallowed up.

"Swallow the soul!"

It was like thousands of evil ghosts roaring together into an ancient imperial voice.

With the blessing of the Immortal Picture Killing Formation, the Ghost Emperor and the Shura cast by the illusory Taoist flower were no less generous, and even had a faint coercion.

As the Immortal Picture Killing Formation gradually revives, he will become more and more powerful as he controls tens of thousands of yin soldiers, controls hundreds of thousands of generals, and is surrounded by powerful ghosts and saints from all directions.

"rise!"

Ghost Emperor Nianjue.

Seven shrines rise from the ground.

The black and red chains pierced the God-Destroying Shura Dharma.

"Destroy!"

Shura is worthy of being poured out of Tao flowers.

Even though it was illusory, it immediately tore open the seal of the shrine and turned the Suzaku spirit, sweeping the eighteenth level of heaven and earth in boundless purple.

Turn to the Xuanwu Spirit again, and the purple shield light will sweep away all disadvantages thousands of miles away.

Xuan Feng cuts again.

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers slayed demons.

The Ghost Emperor in the Immortal Picture Killing Formation stretched out his hand and held the Emperor's Seal on his right palm as if he were picking off the sun and moon.

The left palm retrieves the big flag from the sky, and the flag turns into a scroll of life and death and is held in the palm of the hand.

With the palm of my right hand clenched tightly.

The emperor's seal turned into a judgment pen.

Infinite spiritual light condenses in the void, and black and red blood is mixed and ground.

Plop.

The jade pen fell into the ink pool.

Bringing the flying ink dragon roaring in the sky.

Push your left palm forward.

The scroll of life and death is unfolded in front of the Ghost Emperor like a picture of the Immortal God.

The complicated inscriptions are the magic power of the Tao, just like the opened scroll of the diagram is not a book, but an explanation of the reality of life and death, and is the closest embodiment of the Tao of life and death.

It seems to possess infinite magic power, including ancient and modern creatures painted into forbidden patterns, shining with mysterious light of yin and yang!

Buzz!

The judgment pen transformed by the emperor's seal finally fell on the scroll of life and death.

The pen falls and the ghosts and gods are shocked!

A name covered by purple energy was scratched out by the Emperor's Seal Pen.

"puff!"

The old king spit out a mouthful of blood.

The 100,000 Xuanfeng Qi that had been slashed turned into nothingness when the old king staggered.

The old king stared at the Ghost Emperor who was holding the Emperor's Seal Judgment Pen and the Scroll of Life and Death.

He didn't expect Tushanjun to have such a method, using Taoism, magic and mysticism to take his life by force, so that he had to defend his physical body.

"I didn't expect someone to push me into such a situation!"

The old king said in a deep voice.

"You are indeed an immortal strong man."

"It's a pity that he will eventually perish!"

Purple flowers are floating.

The one-horned divine body in the distance walked forward like a giant.

Instantly.

The dense purple air is like a halo of thousands of stars, rushing into the sea.

Gathered in the withered body of the old king.

The arms as pale as dry tree trunks lifted off the robes.

Inanimate muscle glow.

Seal carving with Taoist and divine patterns.

It's as if the ancient gods have finally come to life.

The withered body slowly grew stronger.

The armor is drawn with divine patterns like blood, like a second skin.

His gray hair turned purple, and the grooves on his face quickly disappeared, as if the years imposed on his body had become dust that should have been brushed away, revealing his immortal body.

A single horn squeezed out from his forehead and stabbed into the sky.

At this point, the old king had to admit that the use of Taoism by the spirit of the weapon was implicit in the Taoism, not the wielding of brute force. The integration of the killing formation gave him a headache. He could only take back the magic sky, elephant and earth to achieve the magic body.

A state of unity, thereby locking the passage of life.

He is old.

Life is in danger.

However, the weapon spirit is still responsible for the yin and yang millstone, which determines life and death, swallowing souls and refining souls to plunder life.

The old king can feel the loss of his vitality, which is intensified during the fight with the ghost emperor.

If he could no longer lock down his life, perhaps he would die naturally in this battle without the Ghost Emperor taking any more action.

Hold on to the ninth level of the divine weapon.

Xuanwu is used as clothing, red bird is used as feathers, and purple fire burns the heaven and earth.

Hold the magic weapon upright in front of your left chest.

Those eyes that seemed to have been blessed and cursed by gods and demons were unwavering: "No one can stop me from getting the magic medicine and becoming a Taoist Lord."

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!