Chapter 62 The Styx

The dry bone was shocked when he saw that the ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts really took action, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Everyone retreated to the cave."

Like an amnesty, all the disciples present either use escape techniques or control magic weapons, with various colors of escape lights, and flee into the cave in a panic. Of course, the reason why they can escape was because the ancestor Wangui did not really want to make things difficult for these juniors. Otherwise, the tenth ** would die here. The gap between the Qi Refining Stage and the Golden Child Stage was too big.

The old ancestor of the Dead Bone has been famous for many years and has killed countless people in his life. He is definitely not an easy person. When he saw the army of evil ghosts coming towards him, his face calmed down and he smiled without anger: "Good it, look at my Dead Bone**."

As he finished speaking, a layer of white and cold light suddenly emerged from his body, and within a few feet, he completely protected his whole body within it.

When the ghost tide hit the cold light, it was like the tide was blocked by the embankment, and waves burst out, and some were directly hanged by the white light. However, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners were not an ordinary thing to be famous in the world of cultivation. Countless evil ghosts rushed forward and surrounded the white light and dry bones. The black air and white light were entangled and depleted.

The pale white light that could almost be seen at a speed visible to the naked eye was slowly decreasing. Anyone knew that once all the white light was swallowed, the next time the dry bones were to welcome the real soul devouring of thousands of ghosts. However, the dry bones were also very powerful. In the white light, they leisurely pinched the magic tricks, and countless white lights burst out from him, transforming into skulls that were hideous and terrifying, like living creatures.

The skulls aimed at ghosts. Some swallowed the ghost with a slight sound, while others were torn into pieces by the ghosts. However, when facing the nearly endless ghosts, the skulls with only a few thousand were too cold. The ancestor of the Dead Bone shouted again, and the miserable white light gradually became distorted.

With a dull "bang", it turned into a flame of light all over the sky, with a surging momentum. The slightly worse ghosts were burned to ashes by the flames in a few breaths. Even those more powerful ghosts were running around all over the field.

Lei Dong was a little worried when he saw this scene, not only because his ancestor was at a disadvantage.

"Hehehe~ I didn't expect that you could have used the magic flames of dry bones, but I want to see you. With your cultivation level, how long can you burn?" The ancestor of Wan Gui laughed instead and continued to urge Wan Gui to pounce on the dry bones. At the same time, he waved his hand several times, and several natal ghost servants appeared in the air. The one who was leading the head, holding two halberds in his hand, and his body was ferocious and domineering. It was the top nine-level ghost general that Lei Dong had seen before. Lei Dong could not see the depth of the four next four, but from the momentum, he was more than one step worse than the ghost general, and perhaps he was just a relatively powerful ghost guard.

Under the command of thousands of ghosts, the five ghost servants began to rush towards the dead bone. Especially the ninth-level ghost general, they moved rapidly, just like a meteor sliding across the sky, almost passing through the surging demon flame in the blink of an eye. The two halberds in their hands merged and collided heavily into the large white light.

Boom ~

The large white light trembled violently, and it instantly dissipated half of it.

The domineering impact force made Du Jian almost dizzy, and the surging demon flames also shrank. Such fierce and powerful attack and killing power made Du Jian's heart shrink. He hurriedly waved his hand to separate the skull that was fighting with the ghost, and surrounded the ghost general. At the same time, with his hand raised, a phantom condensed into a solid body, which was also a ghost general, with a fierce dress all over his body, and his temperament was not inferior to that of the top ghost general.

As soon as he appeared, the ghost general also waved his weapon and rushed towards the four ghost guards who followed him out of nowhere. The four ghost guards were middle-grade spirit ghosts and had been following the ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts for many years. Now they are already at level ten and eleven, which is no less than ordinary middle and late-stage foundation-building cultivators. However, compared with the second-level ghost general, they are much worse.

The Four Ghost Guards, who had not yet made contributions, could only barely deal with the situation when they encountered the Dead Bone Ghost General, and were beaten to retreat step by step.

"Dry bone, I didn't expect you to have a top-grade ghost general." The ancestor Wangui changed slightly, but then he sneered: "It's a pity, it's a pity that it's only the level of a second-level ghost general." After that, he bounced his finger again, and his last level-four-level ghost general condensed out of thin air. His figure suddenly rose up and directly inserted into the middle of the Four Ghost Guards. His shield raised and hit the second-level ghost general with a bang.

The poor second-level ghost general was directly beaten away. Unfortunately, the ninth-level ghost general was surrounded by skeletons and gnawed around, and he also became furious and made an unpleasant sharp roar. The ghost's feet stomped, and translucent ripples stormed from its body to all directions. All the skulls who dared to surround him were shaken into mist, and then disappeared without a trace. Thousands of skeletons were wiped out under its attack. Its rage seemed to have not yet dissipated. When the dry bone second-level ghost general flew backwards, they directly grabbed it in the air, and a huge claw that became bigger and bigger stopped it and suddenly grabbed it back.

Scream~ No matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape the courage of the Nine-level ghost general. It was dragged in front of it in an instant. The Nine-level ghost general seemed to have seen some delicious food in the world. Scream opened its mouth and bit it in one bite. Poor that second-level ghost general, half of his body was gone, but he was still struggling. With another bite, the entire second-level ghost general was swallowed up.

Lei Dong was also excited when he saw it. The top-quality ghost general was really powerful. Several talented spells were also extremely powerful, such as ghost attack, acceleration technique, ghost claws, and the devouring. Combining it, it was really terrifying.

Seeing that the second-level ghost general was eaten directly, his heart was about to be broken. It was a ghost general refined by a top-grade spirit ghost, and had been secretly cultivated for many years. I originally thought that even if it was defeated by the ninth-level ghost general, it would not be easy to die. But what I never expected was that it was so vulnerable in front of the top-level ninth-level ghost general.

The ancestor of Wan Gui also laughed wildly: "Dry bones, dry bones, what's the point of saying you? Playing with ghosts in front of me, are your head broken? The top-grade spirit ghost is simply a waste of resources when you follow you. But it's good, if you eat your second-level ghost general, my top-grade ghost general will be promoted to level 10."

"Ten thousand ghosts, you bully people too much, I'm fighting with you." The old ancestor of the dry bone shouted loudly, and a ferocious expression appeared on his face, which was like a zombie. He put his claws together and looked forward, and a giant white hand exploded, like a mountain, catching the level 4 ghost general. At the same time, the remaining skulls rushed towards the ghost general desperately.

It is obvious that after losing a top-grade ghost general, this guy was furious. He wanted to kill one of the ghosts at the same time and take revenge and turn it over.

However, if the ancestor of Ten Thousand Ghosts had been playing ghosts for so many years, it would be a joke if he could succeed so easily. He immediately snorted coldly and threw out a thing that seemed to be a painting but not a painting, or a picture but not a picture. The picture became bigger and bigger as it flew, and finally formed a river that was about a long and winding. It wrapped the top-grade ghost away like a bond.

Boom~ While the huge white hand hit the river, a miserable and cold light burst out. The skull army had just arrived, but was absorbed by the river and exploded into countless pieces. But the ghost general was safe and sound.

"The Styx Map? You, how could you have such spiritual treasures?"
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