Chapter 1480 (1/2)

Innumerable ghosts, like the steel torrent of black and Yin Qi, seem to be inexhaustible and endless. These spirits are extremely powerful, without any breath of life. Some of them are just killing, sprinting and being killed and dissipated.

The ghosts died one after another, and turned into the underground Yin Qi. If they wanted to condense again, it would be impossible without tens of thousands of years. However, there were still more ghosts coming. This is their territory. They vowed to exterminate the outsiders who invaded the demon emperor's hall and defend the majesty of the hall.

”Roar...”

Yan Chitian is like a god of war at the moment. He has thick black hair and shawl. He has no wind. In the group of ghosts, Yan Chitian rushes around and his spiritual power is surging. He only kills a group of people, and then comes another batch, which makes his face very dignified. If he goes on like this, his spiritual power will be exhausted.

On the other hand, Yuan Tianzun, qingjiaowang and the middle-aged Taoist nuns in the crape myrtle holy land are also fighting for the existence of these terrors, while other young strong men are also roaring and fighting hard.

However, the fighting power of these people is far from the four young masters. From time to time, they will be hit by the spirits and cry bitterly. In addition to the scattered feet on the ground, there is also blood flowing. The scene is extremely tragic.

”Bastard, what's going on? Isn't there a treasure? Why are there so many ghosts? Who can tell me why? ”

Some young and powerful shout, desperately rushed to the exit, want to fly away from here, but was a spirit of a black spear ruthlessly staring at the stone wall, breathed to death.

Not only was the young strong man angry and scolded, but even Yan Chitian and Yuan Tianzun were also shocked. If they went on like this, their results were not optimistic.

”What about the three little bastards? Why didn't you see them? Is he dead... ”

Yuan Tianzun is worthy of being the third terror figure in Jingwu Academy. All kinds of powerful fighting skills emerge in endlessly and are extremely powerful. In addition, the king of qingjiao is like a dragon incarnated in the group of spirits, and the Demon power is all over the sky, and those spirits turn into Yin Qi when they touch.

”Ladies and gentlemen, there are too many ghosts here. I hope you don't hide your secrets and take out your cards. Otherwise, the people we bring will be killed and injured...”

Yan Chitian yells at the moment. Seeing that he has brought more than ten masters of Tiandu holy land, almost half of them are dead, and others are seriously injured. They have no power to fight again. Their eyes turn red. They suggest that they turn their palms, and there is a purple mountain like thing in his hands.

”Amethyst mountain? Unexpectedly, brother Yan brought out all the treasures of the Holy Land... ”

The Buddha dust, like a thousand spiritual sword, shoots at those evil spirits, but the figure is extremely wandering in the crape myrtle holy land. Seeing Yan Chitian's hand, he is stunned slightly and says in silence.

Yan Chitian shook his head: ”Liu Xianzi, you are welcome. Amethyst mountain is the most precious treasure of Tiandu holy land. How can I bring it out? This is just a fake that can't be produced by the powerful master's spiritual power.” Yan Chitian said modestly, but his eyes were arrogant.

Although it was only a copy, it was also powerful, which made him confident. Driven by his spiritual power, Zijing mountain instantly enlarged and revolved around him, while he was rushing towards those ghosts. All of a sudden, those spirits were hit by the purple mountain and turned into Yin Qi in an instant.

”Fellow citizens, please follow me if you want to live, and you are safe and sound at the moment.”

Yan Chi Tian looked at some strong men of other forces being chased around by the spirits, so he yelled at them.

”Thank you very much, brother Yan.”

Suddenly, there are some strong people, desperate to Yan Chitian, seeking his shelter, hiding under the purple crystal mountain.

”Since all the people in Tiandu holy land have done so, let's show our true abilities...”

Although the king of qingjiao didn't ride a magic elephant, his green clothes, with his towering head and scales on his face, also gave people a sense of Demon power. Seeing Yan Chitian's hand, he took out a replica treasure from their holy land. He couldn't help but drink and spit out a fist sized bead. The green color was almost jadeite. It was very beautiful, No The Demon power above is also extremely amazing.

Driven by the spiritual power, the blue light circle after circle spread, covering the place, those spirits suddenly disintegrated, dissipated in the invisible.

”Qingjiaodan, I didn't expect that brother qingjiaowang had trained the inner elixir to be so terrible. If you expect it well, you'll soon have a real transformation and become a real human body.”