"Ah!"
Some of the martial artists who were close by were touched by the thick water. Their bodies quickly dissolved, and within a few breaths, they were completely dead.
This caused everyone to panic.
Suddenly, the Sword of the Earth sounded again. A hundred ghosts cheered in the air, and all kinds of ghostly cries could be heard. "Ha", "Chi", "Chi" …
Then, the sword light soared into the sky, drawing several slashes in the air, and directly chopped a group of people into pieces. Blood splattered in the air.
In that huge dim light, a ghostly figure gradually flashed out.
The Hundred Ghosts Nightwalker Sword became more than ten times bigger, and was held in the hand of the huge skeleton that appeared. Two balls of cold ghost fire in its eyes, as if it could see through everything, illuminated the world.
"Heavens! What the hell is this?! "
"Run!!"
The crowd was in chaos, and they all fled in all directions.
Yang Qingxuan and the others, who had already escaped, did not go too far. After all, this concerned the way to leave, so they all looked back from afar.
Other than Yang Qingxuan who had already seen the Ghost Lord's true body, the others were all stunned.
"Don't run! Everyone, calm down! We have thousands of people. No matter what the hell it is, we can handle it! "In the restless crowd, a powerhouse shouted loudly, and only then did the panicked crowd gradually calm down.
"That's right. This is just a ghost. We have encountered many along the way. Everyone, work together to suppress it. The passage should be under its control. " Immediately, there were martial artists who agreed. Thousands of people stopped and scattered around the Ghost Venerable, showing hostile gazes.
The green fire in the Ghost Lord's eyes jumped with a bang, and the huge sword light swayed in the air, slashing in all directions!
"Boom!"
The whole world shook. The hundreds of weak martial artists' bodies, after a short pause, shattered along with the sky, and turned into dust.
With one slash, hundreds of people were killed.
Before the martial artists in the sky could react, the second slash came again!
"Boom!"
The power of this slash was even stronger than before. Thousands of martial artists who survived were turned into ashes.
The Ghost Lord opened its mouth and sucked violently.
In the empty sky, the souls of those killed suddenly appeared, all wailing in horror, and were forcibly sucked into its mouth and eaten.
He even chewed a few times as if he was savoring the aftertaste.
"Bang!"
The remaining hundreds of people were scared out of their wits, crying and screaming as they fled in all directions.
Yang Qingxuan and the others felt their hands and feet turn cold as well. Their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley. With such terrifying power, killing Demi-Immortals was like killing ants!
"Run! Why are you still standing here?! "
Hua Jieyu's terrified voice rang out, and only then did Yang Qingxuan wake up. He suddenly waved his hand, and a large area of thunder patterns appeared, transforming into the Little Ten Thousand Thunder Magnetic Disc. He shouted, "Let's go!"
However, the lightning that filled the sky became sluggish and was extinguished one by one.
A black shadow flashed in front of their eyes, and they realized that the Ghost Lord was already right in front of them. The huge Hundred Ghosts Nightwalker Sword was pointed at them.
Under the might of the sword and the might of the Spirit Lord, the few of them felt as if their bodies were filled with lead, unable to move at all.
Shi Yuyan exclaimed, "Yang Qingxuan!"
She made a gesture with both hands, and the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag flew out, emitting waves of water light.
Yang Qingxuan immediately understood and raised his hand to summon the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag.
The Ghost Lord's green fiery eyes shrank, and the Hundred Ghosts Nightwalker slashed at them.
"Bang!"
The sword passed through the two flags, and then with a shake, a powerful sword will spread out, and the flags that were about to merge were shaken away.
Then, the Ghost Lord's arm stretched out, and the sword stabbed at Yang Qingxuan. The green fiery eyes were burning fiercely, and it seemed to be very excited.
Yang Qingxuan's heart shrank, and his breathing stopped. He had never been so close to death in his life. The power of that sword was simply unstoppable.
Decades of hard work was so weak, so fragile, so fragile.
That firm Taoist Heart, that indomitable will, that unyielding belief, seemed to be on the verge of collapse at this moment.
But at this moment, the sword suddenly stopped three feet away from him, as if a huge force was suppressing it.
"Ha …"
The Ghost Lord opened its mouth and let out a low and angry sound.
A huge sword-shaped brand appeared on its body, like a seal, binding every bone in its body, and even every bit of its strength.
Yang Qingxuan was startled, and his eyes widened. He lost his voice and said, "That is …"
There was also a sword mark flashing between his eyebrows, which was exactly the same as the one on the Ghost Lord, except that it was countless times smaller.
Shi Yuyan was also shocked. "The Martial Spirit Seal of the Taixuan Sword Vault?"
The sword mark between Yang Qingxuan's eyebrows flashed, and the huge sword mark that imprisoned the Ghost Lord also moved, like a huge cage, suppressing it.
Yang Qingxuan's hands and feet were cold. He wiped the sweat off his face, and his face was still pale. He took a deep breath and said, "Fortunately, although it is out of control, it seems to be suppressed."
Shi Yuyan also had lingering fears. She said, "What do we do now? This suppression seems to be triggered automatically, and you didn't release it, did you? "
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "It is triggered automatically, but it can also be triggered, and it can also be released. It is just that I don't know how to do it." He reached out and took back the Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag that had been shaken away.
At this moment, except for him, Wu Ying, Adé, Shi Yuyan, and Aunt Huang, there was no one left in the sky.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the Ghost Lord and said with a bitter smile, "Although we have suppressed it, how do we end it?"
The power of the soul mark between his eyebrows and his physical strength were also rapidly consumed, and it seemed that they could not be maintained for a long time.
The Ghost Lord's green fire eyes burst out with anger, and some hoarse voice came from its mouth.
After a while, the voice gradually became clear, and it seemed to be saying "contract", "brand" …
Yang Qingxuan swallowed some elixirs to prevent his physical strength from being exhausted by the sword mark of the Taixuan Sword Mound. If that happened, he might really be done for.
He stared at the Ghost Lord for a while. Every time the voice came out, it became clearer and clearer. In the end, it was indeed saying "brand" and "contract".
He could not help but feel moved. He said, "Can you understand me? Can we communicate? "
The green fire in the Ghost Lord's eyes gradually calmed down, and it said in human language, "Yes."
Shi Yuyan and the others were both surprised and happy.
Facing an enemy that they could communicate with was better than facing a ghost that knew nothing and only knew how to kill.
Yang Qingxuan also secretly sighed in relief. Being able to communicate with the Ghost Lord was a lot less stressful. He immediately asked, "Who are you?"
The green fire in the Ghost Lord's eyes flickered. After a while, it said, "I am the object of ten thousand ghosts. I was once the Ghost Emperor, but now I have fallen to half a Ghost Lord."
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise, "Ghost Emperor, Ghost Lord, and the Ghost King before. What are these things?"
The Ghost Lord said, "It is a division of strength in the Ghost World. According to the level of this Star Area, the Ghost King is almost equivalent to the Tao Realm."
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