1094: C1094 Killing

C1094 Killing

White Tiger Demon!

This could be said to be Yang Junxiu's innate divine ability. Moreover, the more pure and refined her White Tiger bloodline became, the more battles she would experience. This White Tiger's baleful aura would also become more and more powerful.

Moreover, this baleful aura not only had an extremely strong impact on the spiritual consciousness of ordinary cultivators, but it also naturally had an extremely strong restraining effect on Ghost Clan cultivators. Even if the Ghost King sneaked into the vicinity of the three of them and suddenly faced the White Tiger Demon Spirit, he didn't want to face it head on.

The Ghost King moved, and the trail he was hiding could no longer be concealed. In fact, the moment Yang Junhao came out of seclusion, he had already discovered his trail and warned Yang Junxiu and Ning Bin in time. However, when the two of them truly discovered that the Ghost King was already so close to them, they couldn't help but feel a burst of fear.

However, now was not the time to show fear, although the body of the Spirit King had been forced out by the White Tiger, but the danger had not been eliminated. The Ghost Clan might be the weakest of the same level of existence, but they were still a Spirit King, comparable to Dao Realm experts, and Yang Junhao's side only had two Supreme Divinities and two Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns.

"What should we do?" Yang Junhao asked anxiously.

"Let's take it head-on. If we don't fight, we'll die!" Ning Bin sighed and said.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Yang Junxiu let out a loud shout as a huge blade that was wider than her waist suddenly appeared in her hand. She swung it around, and it was like she was chopping down on the head of a ghost king.

The Spirit King chose to avoid Yang Junxiu's attack for the second time. A pale saber light whistled, creating a three meter long ravine on the ground. All the rocks on both sides of the ravine were crushed into powder by the blade light.

"White Tiger bloodline?"

The Ghost King seemed to have confirmed Yang Junxiu's identity. His expression changed as he said in a deep voice, "You actually colluded with a group of natives!"

Just as the Spirit King's voice faded, seven sparks suddenly bloomed around him, turning into a sea of fire that engulfed him.

The Ghost King's surprised voice rang out again, "Dao Realm Heaven Flames. This makes me have a whole new level of respect for them."

A shadow swept across the sea of flames, and the sea of flames that passed by all parted to make way for him.

Yang Junhao's Seven Suns Flaming Fire Spell had always been ferocious. This was the first time it had been so easily broken during a battle.

During this period of time, Ning Bin had used Falling Mountain Strike, but it was once again easily neutralized by the Ghost King. When he turned into a shadow, his body seemed to be completely powerless, but Ning Bin's sacred art directly passed through his body, creating a huge crater on the ground.

The Spirit King let out a scornful sneer, instantly escaping from the trio's attack. Unexpectedly, just as the sneer faded, it suddenly turned into a stuffy groan filled with both anger and shock.

An invitation that looked like it carried a layer of flame appeared and stuck itself onto the shadow that had just rushed out of the sea of fire.

Before the shadow had materialized into a physical entity, even Ning Bin's attack could not harm him at all. Unexpectedly, the illusory and illusory invitation was firmly stuck to the shadow as if it had a substance.

"Who's that?" Is it that core descendant who colluded with outsiders to frame This King? "

The Spirit King let out a loud roar, and the shadow that was locked down by the Three Gods Sect began to ripple, and even the surrounding space started to wrinkle. Yang Junxiu's Soul Severing Blade hacked out in anger, but it was blocked by the void barrier layer after layer.

At this moment, the shadow seemed to have reached its limit. With a soft swish, it forcibly sent the three pieces flying like a chopping block of bones.

The [Three Spaces] transformed into a streak of light, shooting out from the Ghost King's spatial comprehension. It then crashed into an empty patch of grass near Yang Junxiu and the rest of her party.

A cry of pain rang out, and the fish wrapped in white light rolled on the ground more than a hundred feet away, just like a rolling gourd.

"Only the top ten core descendants of the Ghost Clan can practice this Yama Life and Death Paste. What is your surname? Why are you teaming up with these outsiders?"

Although the shadow formed by the Spirit King had broken through the deathtrap, looking at the Spirit King's pale face and the fact that it had lost weight, it was clear that it had paid a huge price.

Bao Yu'er didn't say anything. She got up from the ground and rushed towards Yang Junhao and the others. Yang Junxiu and the others also rushed forward to support her.

How could the Spirit King not have thought that he was just looking for the culprits that slaughtered the cultivators of the main clan, but he almost capsized. He was ambushed by a few judges, how could he not be angry?

What was even more unexpected was that the [Triple Slash] had consumed most of the energy he had recovered after recuperating. This was not only because of the might of the [Triple Slash], but also because of the suppression he had received from the bloodline of the person who cast the skill.

Not only did this mean that there was a Ghost Clan within the opponents, but there should be a rare core bloodline within the Ghost Clan, and this person's bloodline must be extremely pure, otherwise it would be impossible for a mere judge to suppress him. Although he was not a core bloodline, he still had a surname that the Ghost Clan could be proud of, how could this not scare him?

Seeing that both sides were about to meet, the Spirit King who was filled with shock and anger would naturally not let them succeed so easily. He shook his hand, and a black metal chain wrapped around the back of the fish's neck with a "hualala" sound.

Bao Yu'er was not in a good condition. Her supernatural ability had been broken and had suffered some backlash. Since she couldn't use sixty to seventy percent of her power, she could only hope that Yang Junxiu would help her.

Yang Junxiu understood the current situation of Bao Yu'er. She knew that she wouldn't be able to avoid the Spirit Linking Chains of the Ghost King, so she simply channeled all of the Tiger's Fury Qi from before into Bao Yu'er's body.

Bao Yu'er's momentum surged, she suddenly turned her head and stretched out her hands, actually wanting to catch the Spirit King's Soul Linking Chains with her bare hands.

The Spirit King sneered. From his point of view, wrapping up the fish was suicidal.

However, in the midst of the Spirit King's incredulous gaze, Bao Yu'er extended both her hands, and two gigantic tiger shaped claws extended, grabbing the pitch-black iron chain in her hands at the same time.

In the distance, Yang Junxiu let out a loud snort and her face turned pale. The Spirit King opposite him also retracted the Soul Linking Chains like a snake or scorpion, and the moment she came into contact with the tiger shaped front claw, the Spirit King suddenly felt the platinum Qi within the Soul Linking Chains suddenly leak out, which made the Ghost King have a bad guess.

"Undead ghost, you've actually become the Undead Ghost of this tiger demon, a dignified core descendant of the Undead race. You're actually going to be a Undead Ghost!"

The Spirit King screamed: "What a shame, what a shame! This King will grind your bones and scatter your ashes! "

Bao Yu'er took advantage of the moment when the Soul Linking Chains was withdrawn to reunite with Yang Junxiu and the others, and was still in a state of shock. Yang Junxiu stepped forward, put Bao Yu'er behind him, and said in a cold voice, "What's wrong with Undead Ghost? If you have the ability, come at me!"

"Good, good, good. This king originally only wanted to find the culprit who killed my Ghost Clan, but I didn't expect to find a White Tiger Demon that dared to take my Ghost Clan as its Undead Spirits." Good, good, good, I originally only wanted to find the culprit who killed my Ghost Clan's cultivators, but I didn't expect to find a White Tiger Demon that dared to take my Ghost Clan as its Undead Spirits.

Yang Junxiu didn't have any respect for the Ghost King. She sneered and said, "With just you?"

The Ghost King gave Yang Junxiu a deep look. He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but there was a faint trace of fear in his eyes. Then, his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Be careful of his waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack!" Ning Bin turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Thirteenth Young Master?"

Yang Junhao's eyes lit up and he said, "Let's go!"

Ning Bin was startled. "What? He left?"

Yang Junxiu sent a questioning glance to Bao`er. Seeing her nod, she said, "It seems she really left."

The red light in Yang Junhao's eyes faded as he said in disbelief, "He actually left? That can't be. That's the Ghost King! An existence at the Dao Realm is actually retreating in front of us?"

"No, he's only temporarily retreating. He won't let us go and will definitely stay around us. Once we show any flaws, the Ghost King will definitely attack us!"

Yang Junxiu agreed, "That's right. Now is the time of true danger. The Ghost King will definitely not let us off. If we stay here, we will just wait for death. But if we leave, there will be danger everywhere."

"No, it's not …"

Yang Junhao was clearly not truly awake, and said: "I'm asking why the Spirit King did not directly take our lives, he is the Spirit King! He can do it! "

"He can't do it!"

"He is not confident in defeating the four of us, and he is especially afraid of Sister Xiu-Er. He might even be afraid of her, which is why he left. Of course, just as Elder Ning said, he will definitely come back to kill us."

"What? You're saying that the Spirit King was scared off by our alliance?"

Yang Junhao suddenly became excited, "We actually forced back a Ghost King, that's the Ghost King!"

Ning Bin smiled. It seemed like he had long since gotten used to Yang Junhao's unusual train of thought. Yang Junxiu, on the other hand, patted her forehead, seemingly speechless.

Ning Bin passed Yang Junhao and spoke to Yang Junxiu, "What does Lady Xiu-Er think we should do next?"

Thirteenth Brother has trained the Eye of the Lotus, and Yu'er can also see through his tracks. To a certain extent, Yu'er can also see his stealth movement, so the Ghost King will definitely not come alone. We originally chose this place to avoid danger, but now, we are even farther away from the True Sun Palace.

"This is the only way. However, I am afraid this journey will not be easy!"2

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