Chapter 70 Demon Cultivation
The ghost sword palace in the desert of death was originally the ghost king's hall. Since the ghost swordsman fought with the ghost king and killed the queen of heaven and ghost, the ghost swordsman has taken over here and a group of ghost soldiers. This extraordinary palace has also become the ghost swordsman's palace - the ghost sword palace.
On this day, outside a secret room in the Ghost Sword Palace, more than a dozen ghost generals with three sharp and two-edged knives were being closely guarded. Several other little ghosts knelt to the ground and waited outside the door of the secret room.
Not long after, the stone door of the secret room creaked open, and in a flash of inspiration, a monk with a ferocious demon mask appeared in front of the ghosts.
"See the king!" The ghosts immediately visited a group, and the person in front of them was the lord of the Ghost Sword Palace and the most terrible demon of boundless purgatory - the ghost swordsman.
"What's the important thing to report?" The ghost swordsman said faintly.
"The king, who is so small that he is attached to the Red Tide Sea, has found the traces of the demon monks."
"King, there are also demon monks in the buried valley in the west, and there is more than one person."
"King, there are two demon monks flying in the desert of death, as if they are looking for the soul fruit."
The three little ghosts immediately reported one after another, and the information they found pointed to the demon monks.
"Oh, there are a lot of demon monks!" The ghost swordsman sneered and said calmly, "It seems that it is the day when the ghost sword comes out of its sheath again!"
With the sound of "so", a purple light flashed, and a purple five-eshen jian wrapped in thick yin air flew out of the cuff of the ghost swordsman and floated in front of him, trembling slightly, making a buzzing sound of the sword.
All the little ghosts changed slightly. Under the purple sword, I don't know how many terrible evil spirits have been killed, and I don't know how many famous monks and giants have died under this sword!
The ghost swordsman ordered coldly: "If the order goes down, all sentries will strictly adhere to the every move of these monks. In addition, the eight ghost kings will be ordered to lead 3,000 ghost generals to kill these monks with this swordsman, and set out on the same day!"
"Order, my king!" The ghosts had to leave.
The ghost swordsman gently wiped the body of the mixed five elements sword in front of him and muttered, "It's another round of fighting. I don't know when it will be the end!"
In the vast red tide sea, a group of large and small red tide ghosts surrounded two black-robed magic practitioners.
These red tide ghosts, proficient in water attribute skills, under the leadership of several ghost kings, rolled up the sky and covered the sky and surrounded the two magic practitioners.
The two magic practitioners used their skills. Under the joint hands, the magic light array forced back this layer of red waves, and instead attacked those ghost kings.
The red tide ghost did not mean to fight with the demon. Countless red tide ghosts fought and retreated, but rolled up the huge wave to trap the enemy but did not launch an offensive head-on.
This intentional delaying and teasing angered the two magic practitioners. In their anger, one of them sacrificed the palm of the sky, and the other sacrificed a dark ink jade gourd. Under the joint hands, the palm shadow was heavy and the magic was strong. Suddenly, the souls of several red tide ghosts were shot in the palm of the palm The ghost was not afraid to retreat, and was still entangled, delaying the action of the two magic practitioners.
"Well, since these little ghosts are looking for their own death, we will complete them and simply kill them!" A demon practiced anger, and the palm of the magic to cover the sky was more dense.
Another magic Xiu also nodded, and the ink jade gourd in his hand couldn't help ejecting lightning-like magic lights. Once a little ghost was hit by a magic light, his soul was immediately scattered.
Anyway, although there are a lot of red tide ghosts, their strength is average, which does not pose much threat to these two magic practitioners, but their entanglement is very troublesome, so these two magic practitioners simply stop to kill.
These red tide ghosts are well-trained. Under the command of several ghost kings, the red tide ghosts fought and retreated, keeping a certain distance from the two demon practitioners, but they never retreated. They were still entangled for a short time. There were hundreds of little ghosts who died one after another under the shadow of the two demon Many little ghosts flew out of this vast sea of red tide and participated in the siege.
The rise of the two magic practitioners killed for a while, and the magic light of the palm shadow became more and more proficient.
Suddenly, a long roar came from a distance, and it turned out to be the voice of a human monk.
"Someone is coming!" The two magic practitioners were stunned.
And those red tide ghosts, as if they had heard the sound of life, immediately fled desperately to the red sea in all directions or under them. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of red tide ghosts disappeared without a trace, and even those ghost kings fled dozens of miles away.
A monk with a ghost mask appeared here for some unknown time. He was stepping on a purple sword, quietly floating in the air, looking coldly at the two magic practitioners.
"Thank you for your relief. I don't know what you call it?" A demon Xiu also thought that this person had saved them, so he bowed his hand from afar and asked politely.
"Ghost Swordsman!" The grimace monk said lightly.
"Ghost Swordsman! You are a ghost!" The faces of the two magic practitioners changed greatly in an instant. One of them immediately quietly sacrificed a black jade charm in his sleeve and immediately stimulated it.
After inspiring this jade charm, the demon monk breathed a little relieved. He calmed down and said calmly, "Your Excellency is the overlord of this place - the ghost swordsman of the ghost sword palace? Why did you want to chase and kill us and other magic practitioners? We just entered here, and there were five monks who were killed by you one after another!"
"Five? No, it's seventeen. Plus the two of you, it's nineteen." The ghost swordsman said calmly, as if he were just counting a few worthless spiritual stones.
The two magic monks were cold in their hearts when they heard the words, and they couldn't help looking at each other, both of which were in awe.
"Ready, I'm going to get out of the sword!" The swordsman said coldly.
"Your Excellency, don't be arrogant. There are also powerful people in our magic cultivation. He is coming here. If you don't want to find your own death, it's better to leave quickly!" In Mo Xiu's words, he unconsciously revealed the meaning of fear.
The ghost swordsman sneered and said, "It's better to come here, saving the time for the swordsman to chase one by one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost swordsman suddenly put his fingers together and gently touched the two magic practitioners.
Although the ghost swordsman played two tricks, it was still a hundred miles away from the two magic practitioners. Both of them frowned and could not see through each other's tricks.
However, at this moment, they only felt a cold behind them, and a silent sword spirit appeared out of thin air, tearing the void apart.
The two were shocked and hurriedly used their own means. However, whether it was the magic palm or the ink jade gourd, it was cut into two by this invisible sword spirit. The unstoppable sword spirit then cut the bodies of the two magic practitioners and the void nearby, and suddenly there was a blood fog.
The two magic babies escaped from the blood fog and looked at the ghost swordsman in horror, but saw the ghost swordsman a hundred miles away, pointing to them again.
The magic baby was in a hurry, and his body flashed and was about to escape instantly, but the invisible sword spirit was born again out of thin air. Suddenly, the void condensed. Before the magic baby could escape, it was split in half by the sword spirit and then broken, and scattered into wisps of pure black magic gas, and the two magic
The essence of the two fists with dark magic light rose from the place where the two fell, and was ingested by the ghost swordsman. After looking at it for a moment, he swallowed it into his stomach.
These two magic practitioners, in terms of strength and cultivation, although they can't be compared with the ghost swordsman, they also barely have the power of a battle, and they would not have been killed between one or two swords. However, the ghost swordsman's ghost swordsmanship is ubiquitous, but it is sharp and unripicable. The two magic practitioners have never seen this kind of swordsmanship at all. One of them accidentally fell directly.
After killing the two magic practitioners effortlessly, the ghost swordsman grabbed them emptyly and put away the storage rings on the two people.
He separated a wisp of divine thoughts, immersed it in the storage ring, and explored the treasures in it. Before long, he put the storage ring in his arms and ignored it.
At this time, several ghost kings also rushed here, crazily devouring the blood fog of the bodies of the two magic monks, and occasionally some scattered rubble fell into the sea, and was immediately robbed by a group of red tide ghosts.
The ghost swordsman looked at this scene coldly and frowned slightly.
In this boundless purgatory, strength is the only standard. If today's strength is not good, it is his ghost swordsman who is killed. At this time, the one who was robbed by the evil spirit is the corpse of his ghost swordsman.
The bodies of the two magic practitioners were quickly swallowed up. The ghost swordsman asked coldly, "Where is the next target?"
"The king, it's in the sea ahead, not too far from here." Before he could wipe the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, a ghost king visited respectfully and replied.
"Oh? Then I don't have to wait." The ghost swordsman said faintly.
"King, why is this?" The ghost king was stunned, and it was a pity to lose a chance to taste the delicious blood food in his heart.
"Because they have come!" The ghost swordsman sneered.
The ghosts were shocked when they heard the words and tried their best to explore their thoughts into the distance, but how could their thoughts be compared with the ghost swordsmen? The ghost swordsmen had just found that they naturally could not detect anything.
After a while, these evil spirits found that there was a strong enemy approaching and began to ** without the order of the ghost swordsman. Under the leadership of the ghost king, these little ghosts lurked in the nearby red tide sea ghost swordsman and stepped on the sword, floating motionless in mid-air. Only the clothes swung gently with the wind A few magic lights flashed, and then landed more than a hundred miles in front of the ghost swordsman.
The bodies of four or five magic practitioners flashed out. These people were old and young. As soon as they appeared, they cast different eyes at the ghost swordsmen.
Maybe it's because there are still two Mo Xiu who have just been killed here. Except for one of the young Mo Xiu, the other people's eyes seem to have deep fear.
(First update)