Chapter 594 Repressing the Ghost Lord

In front of the neatly arranged Zhuge Fuliang, the twelve bronze warriors formed a copper wall and an iron wall, and the bronze body emitted a dark blue light.

"Boom!"

The huge palm pressed down and was fiercely printed on the iron wall of the copper wall. With a violent sound of metal, the twelve bronze warriors did not fly out or break as Zhuge Buliang imagined, and surprisingly took over the violent blow.

"When we are vegetarians?" Gutong laughed, but his voice seemed to tremble a little. It could be seen that the blow just now was not so easy for them.

"Gutong, retreat quickly!" Zhuge Butang shouted that although the shocking blow of the ghost owner was blocked by Gu Tong and others just now, it can be seen that Gu Tong and others are quite difficult.

The Qinglong knife was held in Zhuge Fuliang's hand. Zhuge Fuliang rose to the sky, and seven stars bloomed above his head, and a Beidou curtain fell down. Zhuge Bu Liang crossed the bronze twelve generals, and the Qinglong knife cut the milky white palm that had been much darker.

"Hum!"

The blue light collapsed in the green dragon's big knife, and the cyan knife flew out like a green dragon going to sea, and went straight to the milky big palm.

"I'm scolding!"

This green dragon knife is worthy of being a magic weapon comparable to Xianbao. The cyan knife light almost instantly tore the big milky palm.

"Hm?"

In the distant air, the old man's face was slightly stunned, looking at Zhuge Fuliang and the Qinglong knife in his hand with great interest. A moment later, the old man's face was twisted like a reflection in the water, and the milky white light flashed. An old man in a white robe stood in mid-air. His hair was white, and even his eyebrows were white. His eyes shot out a scorching light, staring at the green dragon knife in Zhuge Fuliang's hand.

"Is this man who wears filial piety the ghost master?" Zhuge's eyes contracted, and he held the Qinglong knife tightly and retreated.

Gu Tong and eleven bronze warriors stood behind Zhuge Butang. Zhuge Butang looked back at the bronze sword with only the hilt left in Gu Tong's hand. He casually threw a black ancient seal to Gu Tong. Suddenly, he turned over the seal and said, "Protect yourself and find a chance to escape."

Gu Tong took the sky-turning seal and held it in his hand, and the golden light in his eyes was extremely solemn. This is equivalent to the existence of a half-step immortal. If it is placed in the heyday, it will naturally not be in the eyes. But now it has been sealed underground for more than 20,000 years and has lost most of its cultivation. Naturally, its strength cannot be compared with the past. For a strong man who is higher than his two realms, he will hate him if he is a little careless.

"Are you from the Honghuang Fairyland?" At this time, the ghost owner spoke and stared at Zhuge.

Zhuge Fuliang frowned and said, "The ghost master, the younger generation unfortunately fell into the ghost gate and entered here. Now I only hope to leave early, and I hope that the ghost master will complete it."

"Ha ha ha ha~~~" Hearing Zhuge Butao's words, the ghost owner laughed and said, "Do you think it's so easy to leave? No matter what your purpose is to enter the ghost world, but the sinners who helped hell before killed so many ghosts and fairies. To this point, you can't forgive if you have offended.

Zhuge Buriang frowned more tightly, and the joints of his hand holding the Qinglong knife were a little white. He took a deep breath and sneered, "So, isn't the ghost master going to let the boy go?"

The ghost owner did not say anything, and the soul power fluctuated like a sea, and a trace of pressure was exposed. The sky trembled, second only to the half-step immortal-level strength riot.

"This old boy..." Gutong's voice trembled a little.

"Hahahaha!" On the contrary, at this moment, Zhuge Buteng laughed wildly. Even the ghost owner was slightly stunned by this laughter.

In everyone's stunned eyes, Zhuge Fuliang raised the green dragon knife in his hand and pointed it at the ghost master and said, "Since the ghost master's predecessor is not pleasing to face, the younger generation can only be rude!"

When the words fell, the spiritual power in Zhuge Buliang's body was madly instilled into the Qinglong knife in his hand. The Qinglong knife buzzed violently in his hand, and a cyan dragon shadow wrapped around the knife, and the knife was fiercely swallowed, trying to tear the sky.

Feeling the momentum emanating from the Qinglong knife, the ghost owner's eyes were even hotter. Suddenly, he shouted, and the milky white light on his body surged, condensing into a huge skeleton face. The skeleton's face roared and rushed to Zhuge Fuliang.

"En..."

At this time, Zhuge Fuliang also snorted. A cyan beam of light beams flew out on the green dragon knife, wrapped around Zhuge Fuliang's body, and condensed into a tall figure behind Zhuge Fuliang. This tall figure seemed to be integrated with Zhuge Fuliang. At this moment, Zhuge Fuliang felt that there was something in his body. After the power, the Qinglong knife also buzzed excitedly in his hand.

"Oh~~~"

The skeleton face roared and flew, opened its mouth, and a strong suction swept out and spread to Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Butiang held the Qinglong knife and stepped out. The huge cyan figure behind him also took a step, and a torrent-like momentum broke out in an instant.

"Ah~~~ Kill!" Zhuge Fuliang roared wildly. The Qinglong knife was raised high and cut it down hard. The blue blade tore the sky and was cut in half. A nearly 10,000-meter-long void crack appeared on the sky.

"Cock!"

Under this cyan knife, the skeleton's face was cut into two and split from the middle.

"What!" The ghost owner was shocked, and an incredible look appeared on his face.

Zhuge Buliang waved the Qinglong knife and approached step by step. The cyan figure behind him seemed to wake up at this moment. He opened a pair of eyes, and two substantial rainbows shot out of his eyes, as if even the law of the ghost world was trembling at this moment.

"Rumble!"

The sky and the earth are buzzing, and the eyes seem to be able to forget Taixu and penetrate Liao Yu, which makes people scared.

"This... What is this!" The ghost owner was shocked. Facing the eyes of the cyan figure, even he, the master of the ghost world, felt the fear from the depths of his soul.

"Cut!"

Zhuge Bushang roared and cut off the green dragon knife in his hand. The cyan knife turned the sky and the earth, tore Liao Yu, and cut it at the ghost master.

At this moment, the ghost owner's face is extremely solemn, and the soul power gushes out of the crazy body, condensing into a surging river. The milky white soul power crosses the sky like the Milky Way, rushing towards the flying knife.

"Wo!"

The cyan knife light turned into a green dragon at this moment. It took advantage of the wind and waves, tore a gap in the Milky Way condensed by the soul power, broke through the obstacles, and rushed to the ghost master.

"Puff!"

The green dragon rushed with its teeth and claws, and the ghost owner slapped it again. The milky white palm flew out, but it was torn apart by the green dragon like paper paste. The green dragon knife directly pierced the ghost owner's body, leaving a bright gap between the front and back under the ghost owner's chest.

"Aha!" The ghost owner roared sadly, and his body flew out backwards, with his white hair dancing wildly. At this moment, his soul suddenly faded and flew thousands of meters away.

"Huh! Little devil, you dare to show your strength!" Zhuge Bliang's breath changed greatly at this moment. His eyes were frightening, and two substantial rainbows were also emitted from his eyes.

The ghost's body was dim, and the blow just now directly hurt his original soul. At this moment, the ghost owner stared at Zhuge Bright with ferocious eyes. He could faintly see a trace of fear and shouted, "You... Who are you!?"

Zhuge Fuliang did not answer him again and continued to rush up with a knife. The Qinglong knife pointed directly at the ghost owner, and his momentum was irresistible.

The bright gap between the front and back of the ghost's chest was quickly repaired. With a wave, more than a dozen skeleton faces condensed in front of him and flew towards Zhuge Buliang. At the same time, a dragon head stick appeared in his hand. The golden light of the dragon stick flashed, and a red crystal was inlaid in the mouth of the dragon. The crystal emitted a palpitating soul power.

More than a dozen skeleton faces were torn like pieces of paper under the Qinglong knife. Zhuge Fuliang rushed to the ghost owner, raised the knife and split it. The Qinglong knife split with a dragon's roar.

"Dang!"

The ghost owner also raised the dragon head stick in his hand. The dragon head stick resisted the green dragon knife, and the red crystal contained in the dragon's mouth spewed out a strong soul power.

Zhuge Fuliang turned around and cut out a knife again, and the cyan knife surged, almost submerged the ghost owner.

The dragon's stick seemed to have turned into a spear in the hands of the ghost owner. In the red crystal in the dragon's mouth, the soul power condensed into a drill, and the soul power spewed out in a spiral, which actually resisted the unparalleled knife of the Qinglong knife.

In an instant, Zhugebuliang fought with the ghost master more than a hundred times. The cyan knife light was entangled with soul power. The sky was wolf, the sky was completely collapsed, and the dark void cracks spread out.

Yan Luo and Yan Jun, as well as some ghosts and fairies in the distance, were stunned, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words. The ghost master is a dominant figure in the ghost world, which is the supreme existence that they look up to. But at this moment, such a sudden hairy boy can challenge the majesty of the ghost owner. It seems that he still wants to suppress the head of the ghost owner.

"It's incredible that this boy can control the fairy treasure." Gu Tong also shook his head in surprise, and the sound of "tut" came from his voice.

"Brother, what are we doing now?" A bronze warrior behind him asked.

"I can't do anything. Let's watch the play." Ancient channels, indeed, they can't be plugged in at all at this time.