Chapter 592 Fighting the Ghost Lord

Hundreds of ghosts and immortals surrounded Zhuge Fuliang, their swords were drawn, and the atmosphere was obviously keen. The ghost leader shouted, "I don't care who you are? But since you help the rebels in hell, you are a dead end. Array!"

Under the order of the ghost fairy leader, hundreds of ghost immortals criscrossed in mid-air, surrounding Zhuge Fuliang tightly. Hundreds of ghost immortals spewed out a strong soul power, and hundreds of white light flew out of the heavenly spirit cover of these ghosts and intertwined into a huge array to cover Zhuge.

In the array, the terrible tide of soul power surged, as rapid as a surging river. With this momentum, even Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help frowning. Because he felt that the attack of this array was beautiful enough to compare with a cultivation who could not be too virtual.

"Rumble!"

The array is shrouded, and the tide of soul power submerges the world and spreads to Zhuge Fuliang.

"Open!"

Zhugebuliang hit his fist, and the purple gas gushed, turned into a purple real dragon and flew out and rushed into the array. The peak-level dragon whirlpool burst in the array, making the whole array vibrate and sway. But it is still difficult to avoid this offensive.

At this time, there was a loud dragon roar in the bricks, and a golden dragon flew out and wrapped around the bricks. The brick turned into a monument and was shot up.

"Dong!"

Under the pressure of the map, the bricks bombarded it, like thundering the sky drum. The map shook violently, and the strong soul power eroded Zhuge Fuliang.

Almost at the same time, the purple gas in Zhuge Fuliang's body surged out to compete with this powerful soul power. Purple gas formed a nebula vortex above Zhuge's head, and the surging soul power was constantly absorbed by the nebula vortex.

"Spiritual power! This person is really not my ghost world. The ghost fairy leader's eyes shrank and stared at the purple spiritual power gushing out of Zhuge Fuliang's body.

"Break it for me!" Zhuge Fuliang slapped several times at the pressed array with his face, and then waved his big purple palm flew out. He tore the array in half with his bare hands. The soul power in the array was also sucked up by the nebula vortex above Zhuge Fuliang's head.

"It's not good! Formation again!" The ghost fairy restrained his face and changed, and he said loudly.

He has seen that Zhuge Bright's cultivation is extraordinary. It is difficult for these people to compete with him. He can only form a large array to trap him and wait for rescue.

But how could Zhuge B no Liang give him a chance? The brick in his hand shook, and the gold chain connected to the brick rattled. One end of the chain was grabbed by Zhuge B no Liang, and the brick was shaken by him like a meteor hammer.

The bricks are the size of a monument, and the whole body is golden, but all the ghosts and fairies hit by the bricks scream, and their bodies turn into smoke and dissipate. Ghost cultivation is different from human beings. If you receive fatal damage, you will be lost.

"Wo-hoo~~~"

The roaring wind spread out, and within a radius of hundreds of meters with Zhuge Bright as the center, a golden tornado hurricane was formed, connecting heaven and earth. The scene was spectacular. Countless ghosts and fairies were sucked into the tornado hurricane, and their souls were scattered on the spot.

At this time, Zhuge Butliang is like a meat grinder. It is difficult for ordinary ghosts to get close to it. If you enter it a little, you will be crushed into smoke.

"This..." The ghost leader was stunned and his body kept trembling. This kind of battle was no different from simple slaughter.

"Brush!"

The golden tornado hurricane disappeared, and Zhuge Fuliang's figure moved. The next moment, he appeared above the ghost leader, and the bricks patted head-on, bringing a sound of wind and thunder.

The ghost fairy leader's facial features are violently distorted at this moment. Under this momentum, his legs can't help trembling. He almost instinctively urged all the soul power on his body to gather on his arms and slapped his hands against the falling bricks.

"Bum!"

"Oh~~"

After the muffled sound, there was a roar like a wild wolf all his life, and the ghost leader's arm collapsed and dissipated into a cloud of smoke. And the body of the ghost fairy leader has also become much weaker, as if his soul will be scattered at any time.

"You... You can't escape the sanctions of the ghost world!" The ghost fairy leader's facial features were distorted, and he gritted his teeth and stared at Zhuge.

"Humph!" Zhuge Buteng snorted coldly. His whole body jumped up in the air, and his feet collapsed heavily. The two huge purple footprints pressed down like mountains, with great momentum.

" Stop it!"

At this time, there was a scream from the distant sky. Zhuge Bright's eyes immediately contracted slightly, and the two figures quickly came out, and everyone's body emitted a strong fluctuation of soul power. This fluctuation even felt a trace of fear from Zhuge Fuliang.

If it is placed in the Honghuang Fairyland, these two ghost immortals will definitely challenge the strength of those who can't be too virtual.

The people who came are two middle-aged men, dressed in white, which is the unique dress of ghosts and immortals. One of the ghost immortals raised his hand and slapped it, and his strong soul power turned into a rushing dragon and rushed to Zhuge Fuliang.

"Two adults, please help me!" The ghost leader seemed to see the hope of life and shouted desperately.

But there was no choice. Zhuge Fuliang did not intend to let him go. Under the two big footprints, the ghost fairy leader even screamed in time, and his soul flew away under the big footprints.

"Wo!"

At the same time, the dragon condensed by the soul power also rushed behind Zhuge B no Liang, and Zhuge B no Liang patted the brick with his backhand. The bricks with hot golden light collided with the dragon condensed by the soul power. After a shocking noise, the dragon condensed by the soul power collapsed, and Zhuge Buliang also took two steps back.

At this time, the two powerful ghosts and immortals arrived were gloomy. They had an extraordinary status in the ghost world, and few ghosts dared to refute them, but Zhuge Buteng just stepped on a ghost fairy leader in front of them, which was absolutely unforgivable for them.

"Are you the outsider? Humph, no matter what your intention is to go to the ghost world, both of us will take you to the ghost lord to plead guilty.

These two ghost immortals are superior in the ghost world. They are a pair of brothers, named Yan Luo and Yan Jun. They are also two disciples of one of the ghost masters in the ghost world.

Zhuge Fuliang stared at the two people and frowned slightly. He could feel that the cultivation of these two people could compete with the masters who could not be too empty. If it is put in the past, Zhuge Bright can win by casting a dual field to suppress these two people.

It's just that time is in a hurry now. In case it takes too long, it will be troublesome to provoke a ghost owner.

Thinking of this, the purple rune in Zhuge Fuliang's heart flashed, and twelve bronze figures stood in front of Zhuge Fuliang. He is a bronze general of the Twelfth World War led by Gutong.

The appearance of these twelve bronze men made the Yan Luo and Yan Jun brothers slightly stunned, and their eyes solemnly glanced at the twelve bronze people.

"Is this the ghost world? It's a little different from what I imagined~~" Gu Tong twisted his neck and turned around and looked around.

Zhuge Buliang said, "Don't talk too much. Now I'll give you a task. The two grandchildren in front of you have seen it. You twelve people should be able to hold back one together, and leave the rest to me. Be careful, they all have the cultivation that can't be too empty.

Gu Tong turned his neck around, and there was no expression on the bronze face. The golden light in the air flashed a few times and he sneered, "It's nothing to be too virtual. If it was in the heyday of the master, a person could be put down."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If you have the ability in your heyday, you don't have to do it yourself. The black line on Zhuge Buliang's forehead floated and scolded angrily.

Yan Luo and Yan Jun's faces were gloomy, and the soul power in their bodies gushed out. They shouted, "Pret to be a ghost, die!" When the words fell, the two brothers had already burst out in unison. Their targets were all Zhuge Fuliang, and the two stormy waves of soul power fluctuated overwhelmingly.

"It's you ghosts who are doing it~~" Zhuge Butang said with a smile and picked up the bricks to greet him.

"Boom!"

The brick bombarded the powerful soul power fluctuation, and it seemed that Liao Yu trembled twice. But after all, both Yan Luo and Yan Jun have the strength that can't be too virtual. Under the blow, Zhuge Bulao staggered back, his eyes flashed purple, and the bricks turned into a huge mountain and pressed on it.

Gu Tong looked back at the eleven bronze generals behind him and said in a majestic voice, "Brothers, this is the first battle we broke through the seal. This battle is of great significance to us. It has been silent for more than 20,000 years. We want to reproduce the supreme demeanor of the twelve bronze generals. Although we have regressed now, I believe that our brothers can overcome any difficulties together. Show some strength to the boy surnamed Pig. We don't want to be scrap iron!!"

"Revitalize your prestige and don't be scrap iron!"

"Revitalize your reputation! Don't make scrap iron!"

The remaining eleven bronze generals also raised their bronze weapons in their hands and shouted excitedly, as if they were used to cooperate with Gu Tong's oath.

"What's wrong with you? What oath do you read at this time, Ma Liudi!" On the other side, Zhuge Buting's lungs almost exploded. Now he is fighting alone against two masters who can't be too empty. Gu Tong actually vowed to do some "recitation" on one side.

"Add a few more words, wait a minute."

Gutong's voice continued to be serious and generous: "Brothers, although we have been sealed for 20,000 years, our fighting spirit must not be destroyed by this. Next, let me divide the work... Who, who, who, you are responsible for pestering each other's actions, and who, you are responsible for blocking the other party's back road, as for who, you and I attack from the front. Remember, we must not retreat and weaken the prestige of the Twelfth World War II generals!"

Zhuge is not clear: "..."