540 Great defeat

"call!"

The ghost master looked unpredictable, flew in the sky, flipped his hands and slapped it out, and seven lotus-shaped Nether Flames shot through the sky, "swooshing" and attacked the Yuanying monks who were attacking the island.

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There is a large air ban in the ghost mist formation on the deserted spirit island.

The sky is covered with layers of blood mist and ghost mist. Once a monk tries to fly in the air, he will be retaliated by the full force of the ghost mist array. This ghost mist array is extremely powerful. If you want to destroy and abolish this array, you cannot do it in a short time.

Therefore, the Yuanying monks led a large number of Jindan monks to rush into the island, but did not forcibly destroy the ghost fog array, but chose to break into the island from the ground of the island.

The Yuanying monks led their disciples and disciples, as well as other treasure hunters who worked together, and the treasure hunters rushed to the ghost fog array. They were disdainful to take action against the low-level skeletons, zombies, corrupt beasts, and Lihuns along the island, and they all let the Jindan monks below sweep them all.

"There are a large number of abandoned ruins of ancient camps on this island, which is indeed an ancient battlefield... but there are no corpses of high-level demon cultivators and ancient magic weapons. Could it be that they have been taken away by ghost cultivators?"

"It's a pity. I don't know how many ancient treasures are left, which can be found by us. I'm somewhat hoping to meet these ghost monks, so I can snatch them directly from them, but it's better to come."

The ancestor Su and the two Nascent Soul monks of Chi Ju, and a group of two Nascent Soul monks, marched slowly on the blood mist wasteland. While looking at these ancient ruins and directing their subordinates to kill ghosts, they said casually.

"These ancient treasures are still unknown. But I think that elder Qing seems to have the intention of occupying this island. We are all Xianyun scattered cultivators, who are like the Nascent Soul Cultivators who have the Blood-Secret Business Alliance as a strong backstage, are incomparable to him. Once this island is occupied by the Blood-Secret Business Alliance, there will be nothing you and me."

The ancestor Su glanced at Chi Ju Zhenren and sighed slightly, "The Blood-Secret Business Alliance has become increasingly powerful in recent thousands of years. Many teleportation strongholds in the Sea of ​​Blood have established business alliance forces as a place for transit and trading. The Blood-Secret Business Alliance has invited many Yuanying ancestors to join, and has formed a very huge force with a large climate. Judging from this situation, they seem to have the ambition to become the number one force in the Sea of ​​Blood!"

"Even if they are strong, can they compete with the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Heavenly Demon Alliance, which have been going through hundreds of thousands of years? The Blood-colored Merchant Alliance can only stand firm in this Blood Sea. If they are placed on the East China Sea Island, they will not even speak."

Chiju Zhenren disagreed, "Besides, the power of the Blood Sea is as numerous as lees. The ancient ship base alone has a large number of forces. The ancestors of the Star Dou Pavilion and Wuhun Hall will never sit by and watch the Blood Merchant Alliance occupy this island."

Suddenly, Chiju Zhenren stopped and his spiritual sense sensed that a powerful ghost energy was pressing down. He was approaching quickly in the heavy ghost fog clouds, and was shocked.

"Huh! Who can fly in the ghost fog?"

Old Zu Su immediately looked up alert and looked at the ghost fog in the sky.

I saw a rolling ghost mist shooting from a distance hundreds of miles away, like an extremely dark and gloomy fire burning in the clouds, reflecting the entire sky like ink and flames.

"Apart from the Nascent Soul-level ghost cultivator, there is no such amazing momentum. Could it be that the Nascent Soul-level ghost cultivator on the island has arrived?!"

"Along the way, I have never seen the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivation. Now I can be forced out!... This ghost energy pressure is extremely strong, and it seems to be more than the mid-stage Nascent Soul!"

Old Ancestor Su and Chi Ju exchanged glances, slightly surprised, and looked surprised.

However, as many as seven Nascent Soul Ancestors entered the island, and their strength was extremely strong, and they were not afraid of one or two Nascent Soul-level ghost cultivators appearing on the island. Of course, there was no need to consider the possibility of defeat in battle and retreating.

"Fellow Daoist Su, Fellow Daoist Chiju!"

Behind, two figures flew over.

The visitor was the middle-aged beauty named You from Xingdou Pavilion, and the burly monk from Wuhun Hall. At this time, he also saw the situation in the distant sky, and the two Nascent Soul monks flew over immediately.

"This ghost cultivator can fly in the sky and control this ghost fog array. He looks fierce and seems to be not afraid of me at all!"

"Do you want to know the old monster Cen, Elder Qing and others, and let them come and meet?"

The burly monk also felt something was wrong.

While they were suspicious, they saw seven black flames blooming like lotus flowers falling from the sky, cutting through the sky and shooting towards them separately.

Seeing this, the ancestors of the Yuanying were furious.

"This ghost cultivator actually wants to fight against seven!"

"Even the late stage of the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator is not qualified to despise us so much!"

They are all the blood-colored seas that dominate one side, and the Nascent Soul Ancestor who responds to the hundreds of responses are definitely not ordinary monks. Anyone who comes out has enough strength to fight alone with the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator.

These seven lotus black flames were attacking the seven of them at first sight. Even the famous late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators dared not be so arrogant.

Such contempt makes them, the ancestors of the Nascent Soul, who have always been honored, not angry?

"Since it dares to fight against seven, let it know how powerful we are."

The Yuanying monks shouted angrily.

"Fellow Taoists, let's take action together!"

Old Monster Cen moved the fastest. He opened his mouth and vomited, while the small drum emitting a yellow light instantly rose to dozens of feet in size. "Bang..." shouted angrily, slapped out his right palm, condensed his magic power, and slapped a huge palm, slapped it on the drum.

"boom!"

On the yellow drum that was obviously a small magical magic weapon, a vast yellow light also rippled with ridges. A yellow python with curved corners swelled upwards, and the huge rocks of more than ten miles of radius around them all flew up, forming a wave of rolling stones of several miles long, sweeping upwards towards the sky.

The old monster Cen tried his best as soon as he made a move, obviously trying to extricate himself from the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator who was killed.

"Red Cat Spike, Kill!"

"Shui Jiao, fast!"

The other Nascent Soul Ancestors were not slow at all, and they all made their own small magical magic weapons.

The light and shadow of a red horse that is more than a hundred feet in size!

The Bitao Water Dragon is more than a hundred feet long!

Driven by powerful magic power, with various dazzling lights, the sound of the shaking black fog in the distance was completely covered with the light of the seven black flames.

At this moment, the world of the giant island was boiling, and all the monks were filled with the vast light and shadow of magic weapons.

The ghost monks on the island and the golden elixir monks who were fighting with the ghost monks all looked horrified and dazzled, and they all avoided the battle place where the Yuanying ancestors were fighting. As long as they were affected, they might be crushed to pieces.

The next moment, I saw the seven lotus black flames hitting the small magical instruments.

"Magic instrument, magic instrument is burned!"

I saw the seven lotus black flames entangled the small magical instruments, jumping along the magical instruments, and were devouring at an extremely fast speed and burning.

Seeing this strange situation, the original confidence-filled ancestors of the Nascent Soul were involuntarily frightened.

"Ming Yan! It's actually a dark Yan that is only found in the legendary underworld of the Western Nether Continent!"

Elder Qing's face turned pale in an instant.

Ghost fire is not uncommon. However, this terrifying ghost fire is unheard of. In the East China Sea cultivation world, the blood-colored sea has never appeared.

According to some immortal scriptures, only Mingyan has such terrible power among ghost fires, and even small magical instruments can be burned.

Elder Qing was reading this immortal scripture.

However, it was too late to regret at this time. Those small black lotus Nether Flames quickly swallowed the small magical magic weapon. However, in an instant, they continued to shoot at the ancestors of the Yuanying.

"Not good, go!"

"This fire cannot be touched!"

The ancestors of the Yuanying finally realized the shock and screamed. They didn't even care about the small magical magic weapon they usually cherish the most. They pulled out and shot, and fled thousands of feet in an instant, fleeing outside the island wildly.

Only the two Nascent Soul Ancestors who fell on the back escaped too fast and were caught up by the fast Mingyan and attacked the protective light shield.

"Ah! Save me...!"

"hiss......!"

As soon as the Black Lotus Nether Flame touched the two Nascent Soul Ancestors, it burned violently like fire encountering dry firewood. In almost a breath, it burned the protective light covers and defensive magic weapons of the two Nascent Soul Ancestors, and then it was the physical body shell and the soul in the body!

The two Nascent Soul Ancestors roared in pain and asked for help, screaming thrillingly until only two piles of ashes were burned by the black flames.

None of the Nascent Soul Ancestors paid attention to it, and they did not dare to help.

When the other Nascent Soul Ancestors saw the consequences of the two Nascent Soul Ancestors, they even ignored the pain and took out a large number of primordial magic weapons from the storage bags. They shot them at the Black Lotus Mingyan without capital, trying to stop these Nascent Flames and fled out of the Ghost Fog Array at a faster speed.

During a few breaths, the two ancestors, together with their souls, were reduced to ashes.

The other Nascent Soul Ancestors who have survived countless disasters can no longer be described as the sadness of the rabbit and the fox. They are afraid and horrified, and they can no longer find any other feelings. You must know that Nascent Soul cultivators are extremely difficult to die in battle, and even if they are defeated, they will not die easily.

Even from beginning to end, these Nascent Soul monks, even before they could see clearly the figure of the Black Lotus Nether Flame Ghost monk, were completely defeated. They were defeated so completely that they could only escape wildly.

"No! The two ancestors are dead, run away!"

"Escape quickly!"

Hundreds of golden elixir monks watched the two Nascent Soul Ancestors die tragically on the spot, and the other Nascent Soul Ancestors also fled in panic, and the situation turned sharply. They did not have the courage to kill the ghost cultivators, and they screamed in horror that those who no longer fought with the ghost cultivators on the island chose to escape.

"The master is invincible!"

"Kill, kill—!"

At this moment, almost all the ghost monks roared wildly on the entire giant island, on the blood mist wasteland, on the Skeleton Mountains, and on the Zombie Ridge, and their morale was greatly boosted. They instantly killed two Nascent Soul monks. The ghost master was already an omnipotent symbol in their minds. They controlled a large number of skeletons, corrupt beasts, sharp souls, roared ghosts, roared mountains and seas, and launched a full-scale counterattack.

"Master, I'm here!"

At this time, in the layers of ghost fog in the sky, the two-headed skeleton demons hundreds of feet tall finally caught up with the Ghost Lord.

What made the two-headed vulture feel frustrated was that it arrived. The battle situation was settled at this time. The Nascent Soul monks who rushed into the island were defeated by the Ghost Lord and completely defeated and fled.

However, it dares not be upset about anything.

At this time, the Corpse King was still running halfway, chasing the Ghost Lord and the Double-Headed Eagle, and there was no time to arrive at the battlefield.

The two-headed eagle rushed out of the clouds and landed towards the ground. With a sharp roar, the thick ink corpse all over her body surged, and in the blink of an eye it dissipated again, transforming into a two-headed black man, and landed steadily on the ground with a "boom".

This two-headed black man was transformed into a two-headed skeleton.

I saw that it was full of bones, dry and thin, and its hands were covered with a thick layer of black feathers. It had not yet completely faded away, and its fingers and claws were extremely long.
To be continued...