Chapter 229 Final Battle of King Shura - Ghost Demon VS Xiaoqing

This is a sea of blood, which is red in the eyes. Even the land, trees, flowers and so on are all red. This is the most frightening endless bloody prison in the Yin Sifu.

In the center of the endless bloody prison, there is a pool of water. At this moment, the bloody water in the pool suddenly boiled, and a dark shadow slowly emerged from the bottom of the pool. If Mu Yunfei could recognize it here, this was the Shura king who almost killed him before.

"Roar!"

A shocking roar came from the mouth of King Shura. The low-level and timid monsters in the endless blood prison had crawled to the ground and did not dare to move at all, while those high-level monsters fled far away to the periphery for fear that they would lose their lives slowly.

A blood mist rose from the feet of King Shura and gradually enveloped him. When the blood mist dissipated, a black cloak enveloped him all over.

"I didn't expect that Meng Po's cultivation was not as good as mine, but she had the power of death. Although she defeated her in those years, she didn't expect me to spend nearly 20 years to recover! If it's not... hey, Meng Po, you can wait to die!"

A cloudy wind blew, and King Shura disappeared in place!

King City of Yanluo, outside the city

The cavalry army and the Shura army opened the posture of attack!

"Boom! Rumble!"

The sound of thunder was like ringing in everyone's ears, shocking everyone's mind. A gloomy wind blew, and everyone trembled a little.

The ghost demon's eyes saw the girl in blue standing in the air swinging her tender lotus-like arms repeatedly, and her face changed greatly. An unprecedented sense of crisis oppressed her chest, and she no longer hesitated. She roared and stabbed the sword in her hand fiercely.

"Thunder falls from the sky!"

The girl in blue was bathed in a blue light, and then the cyan thunder light cut through the sky and chopped down the top of the ghost's head. The thunderfall is really terrible. Such a unique talent and magic power can't be avoided. It is the body of the ghost and demon Shura, copper skin and iron bones, and a top-quality magic weapon to resist, but it is still painful to be bombarded.

The ghost demon was furious and roared in his heart:

"Why is the Yin Sifu so strong?"

Although he was a little angry, the ghost demon was not weak. He was one of the four kings under the throne of Shura. In a moment, he calmed down and saw a black fog on his body. This black fog was like substance!

Huh? Is it more murderous?" The girl in blue suddenly smiled strangely.

The ghost is the original ghost Cao, specializing in the punishment of ghosts. I don't know how many ghosts have died in his hands. The murderous spirit accumulated for ten thousand years is really strong. The low cultivation is touched by this real murderous spirit, and can be scared to death without the need for ghosts and demons to take action.

However, the woman in blue did not pay attention to this murderous atmosphere, because her whole body also set off a fog-like murderous atmosphere, but the murderous atmosphere of the woman in blue was mixed with an extremely strong smell of blood.

The ghost is about to collapse:

"How many souls has this woman killed in front of her? How can there be such a strong blood atmosphere?

Who is the girl in blue? That's Xiaoqing, the younger sister of the King of Hell! Xiaoqing is now a demon in the Yinsi Mansion, and he was also a demon before his death. He was also a monster born at the end of the ancient mythical beast era. In such an era, how many lives were swallowed up by her in order to survive?

Fight against the enemy, and once the mind is taken away, it will undoubtedly be defeated.

And the ghost has been confused!

The murderous spirit around Xiaoqing is getting thicker and thicker, as thick as clouds. In addition, the fighting spirit of the ghost has been shocked by the bloody gas released by Xiaoqing.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Three delicate sounds sounded from Xiaoqing's mouth, and the thunder fell again, and the momentum was like a rainbow, which was really invincible.

The ghost demon's body is not good, and his cultivation is weaker than Xiaoqing. It's almost only a matter of time to fail!

In the eyes of both sides watching the battle, Xiaoqing is like a monster that chooses people to eat, thunder and lightning, and constantly bombarding ghosts. And the ghosts and demons support hard and retreat steadily, and have no power to fight back.

Such a scene is really shocking.

"It seems that there is only one way to use it!"

The pale ghost still flew high in the sky against the continuous bombardment of thunder and lightning. He threw out the sword in his hand, read the words in his mouth, and suddenly opened his hands. The sword suddenly burst. No, to be precise, it turned into a little black light and scattered around, forming a huge cage.

"The soul is imprisoned!"

The dark color in the ghost's eyes shines, laughing and roaring:

"Go to hell!"

"It's actually the confinement of the soul!" At this moment, everyone was shocked and even in a trance.

Soul confinement. Once the soul is trapped in it, it will be burned for seven or 49 days, and then it will be extinguished. This is the most throbbing and hateful kind of confinement for ghost practitioners! It's just that this kind of vicious confinement has already banned cultivation. Who would have thought that this ghost demon would secretly practice, and looking at this situation, it is close to great success!

Looking at the cage hitting her, Xiaoqing didn't care at all, and even had disdain on her face. After slightly wrinkled her lovely little nose, she said softly:

"Transp!"

The ghost only felt a heartbreaking pain from his chest. He couldn't help looking down, and a tender lotus-like jade hand grabbed his chest! The ghost demon couldn't imagine how Xiaoqing escaped the soul confinement, and not only escaped, but also suddenly appeared in front of him.

Under this grasp, he actually tore off a large piece of flesh and blood from the ghost's chest. The ghost demon shouted in pain, and his heart almost stopped beating under such a heavy blow. A mouthful of blood immediately spewed out wildly. The aura was retrograde, and a fierce man fell from the air

The ghost held the wound on his chest with his left hand and fell on the ground not far from the gate. There was a trace of blood gushing out at the corners of his mouth. At this moment, his eyes were a little straight and he was sweating coldly:

"You, who the hell are you? It forced me to such a field. Is it already the Mahayana period? No, it's impossible. If it's the Mahayana period, I can live!"

What the ghost said is indeed. The gap between the disaster period and the Mahayana period is by no means the gap between the Yuanying period and the combination period, the god period and the disaster period, which is the gap between heaven and earth.

"Ghost Cao, don't you really know your aunt?" When the words fell, Xiaoqing suddenly disappeared, and a 100-meter-long green snake appeared in place. At this moment, it was facing the ghost and kept spitting out a bucket-sized tongue.

"You, you are the green snake outside the Temple of Equality!" The ghost showed a stunned face. He really didn't expect that it was the little green snake he had often seen before!

The king shook the black folding fan in his hand, smiled and sighed:

"I didn't expect that Xiaoqing's sister had also reached the end of the disaster, but the demon soul is really powerful, and her strength is probably comparable to the Mahayana period of human monks!"

It's hard for Cao and other ghosts and demons to believe everything they saw! In their eyes, strong people such as ghosts and demons are the existence they look up to. How can they think of being beaten by such a delicate and childish beautiful girl in blue, who doesn't even have the power to fight back. In particular, the thunder and lightning controlled by the girl made them cold and their liver and gallbladder were cracked.

Nowadays, this beautiful girl in blue has turned into a cyan python. Such a contrast is really shocking!

"Is it true that I can't escape today? No, you can never die here. I want to be the king of hell, and I want to be the master of the Yin Sifu!" The ghost muttered and stood up suddenly, and a deep pain almost suffocated him.

"That's right, you can still stand up. You can die!" Xiaoqing appeared in front of the demon again and stretched out her arm.

With a close blow, the seriously injured ghost can't escape anyway. Just when everyone thought that the ghost and demon must die, a figure suddenly appeared between the ghost and Xiaoqing.

"Kka!"

The sound of the broken chest bone sounded, but the ghost stood there safe and sound, while Xiaoqing fell ten feet away, his face was extremely gray, and immediately sprayed blood.

Xiaoqing wiped away the blood from the corners of her mouth and breathed a little short. She turned her head and stared at the figure that suddenly repelled herself in front of the ghost and shouted harshly:

"Bastard, who are you? How dare you seriously hurt me!"

The figure ignored Xiaoqing. He pulled off his cloak, and his muscles bulged like a steel body, causing his neck to roar towards the sky. A pair of bloody bat wings spread from his back and gently came to the air. He glanced at the king of Yan and others, and said loudly:

"Who are you waiting to fight with me!"

And Cao and others saw the real face of the person who saved the ghost and demon. After a closer look, they were immediately surprised. Shura knelt down at the head of the city of Yanluo at the same time and shouted:

"See the Blood Demon Lord!"