Chapter 153 Purgatory Death

The strange breath spreads, and the dark and dark atmosphere permeated this space, covering the sky and the sun, crying and howling.

The four ghost figures shown by Meng Yan flew forward with a low roar. The speed was not fast, but it gave people a feeling in their hearts, like being in the dark night of hell, and many people's faces had turned white.

These four illusory figures look so horrible no matter from each aspect!

"Roar!" In mid-air, the slender bodies of the seven dragons flowed with all kinds of light, and their momentum was as majestic as a towering mountains, towards the front**.

The center of the two immediately became a battlefield, with strange screams and strong waves sweeping all directions.

Meng Yan stood motionless and raised the dark red sickle in his hand. His bright red color was like blood, as if there was a fishy smell, which made people timid.

A rolling dark cloud appeared above his head, which spread dozens of feet in an instant. He only heard the wind howling and wrapped his whole body in it, disappearing.

Ying Yu originally planned to step forward and frowned slightly. He did not have the ability to see through the fog. When he entered the thick fog, he might lose his way and fall into the wind.

For Meng Yan, he will not despise him at all. He clenches the cold King of Chu's sword in his right hand and casts the Buddha lotus seal in his left hand!

"Woo..." A burst of frozen cold wind swept through the heart and lungs, and Meng Yan's hidden clouds suddenly poked out one dark huge sickle after another, like a continuous phantom falling from the sky, crossing the four ghost illusions and seven-color dragons in the fight, and pounding the direction of the rain.

"Boom!" The Buddha's light golden lotus imprinted by the Buddha lotus god immediately soared into the sky, becoming the size of a hill, golden light, dazzling, spinning to meet Meng Yan's attack.

Only heard the successive roars in mid-air, and the attacks on both sides were drowned in nothingness, and the earth trembled violently.

"If the enemy doesn't attack me, why should I rush to fight with him? With the characteristics of Wanhua Xianjue, it is also more suitable for long-term continuous fighting." Ying Yu thought in his heart, and his feet generally stopped in place.

The heartless and heartless piano!

Ying Yu's five fingers hooked in front of him, transforming into an empty guqin with his own spiritual power, suspended in front of him, and the power was slowly and powerfully bouncing, and the rhythm curled around.

This magic power has been used for the first time since he learned it, and it has an immediate effect on the spot!

In the middle of the two, the four ghost shadows and the seven dragons occupied a great advantage in fighting with each other, defeating the seven dragons. Whether the seven dragons were united or scattered, they could not do too much harm to the four ghost shadows, even extremely embarrassed, and gradually leaving only moves left. The strength of the frame.

Because the height has been judged, Ying Yu helped with the first performance of the ruthless heartless piano. The seven-color arc blades are overwhelming, each with different effects, and the joint exhibition is terrible and shocking.

This is the first ruthless chapter in the ruthless heartless piano. Yun Qingwu has also used it when dealing with demons in the tomb of the demon emperor, and his power is extraordinary.

Under the endless seven-color arc blade attack, the four ghost illusions can no longer attack flexibly, and their whole body is covered with bombardment and withstands various attacks. They can't cope with it for a while, making the situation begin to change again.

Seven divine dragons took this opportunity to roar and fight back. In an instant, they cooperated with a dragon, with a seven-color luster shining on the lifelike scales all over their bodies, flashing alternately and powerful.

"Boom!" The seven-color dragon swings its tail and passes through the space as if there is a thunder. It directly bombards the blue ghost with wings on its back and pulls it into the cloud of the other party from afar.

"Hmm!" Meng Yan's cold hum followed, and a dark and huge sickle was cut out in the cloud, and began to compete with the seven-color glossy arc blade.

For a moment, the two showed extremely extraordinary and powerful strength one after another, and the monks who looked around were frightened and shocked.

"How can I bear to have such Taoist strength at such a young age?"

"I remember that the young masters of the previous generation were not so shocking, and the gap was really not small."

"Times are changing, and this generation is more and more terrible!"

People are talking about it and sweating coldly. At the same age, most people may still wander in the mysterious and secluded world, and people are simply incomparable.

The blue ghost, which had been knocked away, flapped its wings and flew out of the clouds again. There was no injury on its body. The body looked very tenacious and joined the battle again and waved the halberd.

"Bang!" As a result, another dark red ghost with long horns and tails was slapped by the seven-color dragon and fell to the ground heavily, cracking a big hole.

The seven-color dragon has the control of the rain, showing its power, and continues to rush to the three-headed and six-armed ghost. The two front paws control it and violently tear it to both sides!

However, this dark and foggy ghost got rid of the suppression of the seven-colored dragon in the blink of an eye. Each of its six arms waved a weapon and hit the seven-colored dragon. There were knives and swords, maces and hammers, axes and hooks. With a loud noise, it directly bombarded the seven-colored dragon.

"Hey hey, the four gods summoned by Purgatory Death are so easy to be defeated. You are too conceited." Meng Yan's sneering voice came out of the clouds, and waves of offensives became more and more intense.

At the same time, the last one was stained with flames, and the armless ghost suddenly opened many eyes on his body. The dark pupils were extremely concentrated, suddenly bursting out pieces of brilliant golden light!

"Woth!" The golden light point flew out endlessly, and the speed reached the limit, dissipating the arc blades of different colors, suppressing them in absolute quantities, and then taking the upper hand for a while.

The golden light swept ahead, like a golden torrent, dense and quite amazing, breaking the seven-color arc blade moving forward, and even the seven-color dragon was penetrated and directly dissipated in nothingness when it could not be avoided.

The colorful dragon seal was broken, and Ying Yu's face immediately turned white. Even the ruthless piano played in his hand couldn't help but pause. He couldn't help but be surprised by the power of this attack.

The people around them have changed their faces. Except for some people who break through the sky, no one believes that they can survive under such a dense attack. Even those strong people who broke through the chasm also showed surprise.

Ying Yu raised his head, and the golden light all over the earth has come to his face!