"Let your life be here. If you have the ability, come and take it." Seeing that the evil ghost Qianhuan Ghost King was so angry that he was furious, Ye Yangcheng smiled coldly and then shook his spear again. In the sharp power of the intermediate purification technique, his temperament also changed drastically.

If Yeyang City is generally like a quiet and bottomless pool of water, then now he is like a sea of ​​waves, and a majestic momentum gushing out of his body. One glance from a distance can give people a shock from the depths of the soul.

Perhaps I felt the change in Ye Yangcheng's temperament, or maybe I was scared by the white light column that kept waving out of Ye Yangcheng so much that I was afraid to emerge. Although the Thousand Illusion Ghost King was so angry that he screamed, he did not leave the dark clouds like a naughty person, but...

"Kill him for me" Just like before, the Qianhuan Ghost King never showed up when he died. He shouted loudly and drove tens of thousands of puppet ghosts to attack Yeyang City, while he hid in the thick clouds, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Faced with such a cautious but cruel evil ghost, Ye Yangcheng's murderous thought had already reached an unavoidable level. For the sake of the hundreds of thousands of murdered ghosts, Ye Yangcheng's heart was no longer as kind as merciful, and there was not much compassion in his heart.

Seeing a large black cloud falling off from the main body and then attacking him quickly, he took a deep breath, and in the midst of the howlings of ghosts and wolves, he suddenly mobilized the spiritual power in the Jiuxiao Divine Grid, and used three or five thousand spiritual power purification techniques in one breath.

"Boom...boom...boom..." Three sounds followed by the muffled thunder sounded, and three dazzling white light columns. In front of such an attack, the puppet ghosts who were already defeated had no chance to resist. Just a meeting was completely purified by Ye Yangcheng, and there was no trace of slag left behind.

Ye Yangcheng thought that after killing these tens of thousands of puppet ghosts, he knew that using these cannon fodder could not stop him, he would choose to take the initiative to fight to the death, but he still underestimated the endurance of the evil ghost, the Thousand Illusion Ghost King. After tens of thousands of ghosts were instantly purified, he actually called out tens of thousands of ghosts and pounced on Ye Yangcheng again.

"Hmph, I dare not teach you again." When Ye Yangcheng, who had gradually lost patience, was no longer retained. After a heavy snorting, two purifying techniques performed by more than 9,000 points of spiritual power, attacked the dark clouds that pounced on him, and the other... directly took the hidden base camp of the Thousand Illusion Ghost King.

"Hehehe...boy, your death is here." The two purification techniques exerted an attack power beyond imagination. However, just after Ye Yang City repeatedly killed the puppet ghosts mobilized by the Thousand Immortal Ghost King, the Thousand Immortal Ghost King not only showed any fear, but instead hid in the smaller and smaller clouds and made a burst of laughter of a conspiracy succeeding.

Hearing the laughter of the Thousand Illusion Ghost King, for some reason, Ye Yangcheng's first reaction was not to attack, but to look down at the evil ghost who seemed to be able to flatter. A cold murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

"Boom..." In the midst of lightning, the small dark cloud that left behind suddenly rolled up, then suddenly shrank, and then completely exploded with a rumbling sound.

A dazzling red light appeared out of thin air. Before Ye Yangcheng could see clearly the situation of this matter, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his side...

Red light continued to sprinkle from the sky, shining in the air between heaven and earth. A trace of scarlet gas slowly emerged under the red light. When the red light dissipated, the sky was already covered with these scarlet mist.

At this time, the Thousand Illusion Ghost King's smug laughed again: "No matter if you are a human, an immortal, a Buddha, or a god, if you fall into my blood ghost formation, you can only be allowed to be dealt with by the king. You are still too young."

Ye Yangcheng held a gun in his right hand and frowned. At this time, even if he was stupid, he would know that the puppet ghosts he had been killing before seemed to be the foundation of the so-called blood ghost formation. In other words, the more puppet ghosts Ye Yangcheng killed, the more powerful the formations the evil ghosts placed...

He knew that he was unknowingly being placed by this evil ghost, but for some reason, the scarlet gas in front of him that was slowly condensed gave Ye Yangcheng a very strange feeling, as if it was very strong, the strong were hard to shake, and it seemed very weak, and the weak could be destroyed at will...

"Drink" and wait for the other party to set up a large array, which is obviously something that the mentally retarded would do. While the red gas was still condensing, Ye Yangcheng had already activated the power of the Nine Sky in his body, covering the surface of the Panlong Silver Spear, and used the thunder spear technique, attacking the red gas that had quickly condensed in amidst the whistling sounds.

However, the power of the Nine Sky, which was previously used to kill puppet ghosts, seemed to have lost its effect when targeting these scarlet gases. No matter how Ye Yangcheng waved the silver spear, he could only break it up at most, and then he watched the dispersed red gas fuse into other gases around him, which made him stronger.

Such a strange situation made Ye Yangcheng frown involuntarily. But at this moment, the Thousand Illusion Ghost King might have been too proud and actually smiled strangely: "Hehehehe... This is the foundation for me to settle down in the eighteenth level of hell. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape from the palm of my hand. The thunder energy in the underworld is extremely scarce. You always have all kinds of means, and you can't even send out even a small electric current... Hehehehe... die obediently..."

"Electricity?" The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. A sentence from the Thousand Illusion Ghost King immediately opened a door for Ye Yangcheng. Yes, why didn't I expect it?

Thunder and lightning have represented the main punishment for the gods to punish human sins since ancient times. The combination of its own noble energy and electrical elements is definitely the absolute nemesis of the filthy things in the world.

When Ye Yangcheng thought of this, his eyes lit up immediately. Without saying a word, he put away the Panlong Silver Spear in his hand, smiled kindly at the Thousand Illusion Ghost King who was shrouded in red clouds and said, "Thank you for reminding..."

"What?" Qianhuan Ghost King was stunned.

"Divine Thunder Technique, break it for me" grasped the key to the matter. Ye Yangcheng would no longer worry about this issue. The divine Technique with more than 9,000 points of spiritual power was combined with the 600% spell increase brought by transforming into a combat form...

"Boom..." A thick, dark golden lightning that was unimaginable appeared in the world where lightning shouldn't have appeared in the completely dull state of the Thousand Illusion Ghost King.

The dark golden lightning is hundreds of meters in diameter. When it falls from the sky, it looks like the Himalayas in the world are uprooted and thrown down again. The majestic power is accompanied by a deafening roar. Only bursts of sharp sounds that make people tinnituate...

"Boom..." Lightning slashed on the so-called blood ghost formation placed by the Thousand Illusion Ghost King, just like an iceberg melting, and the red gas was instantly evaporated.

And this lightning bolt also broke the blood ghost formation under the precise control of Ye Yangcheng, and then disappeared between heaven and earth. It appeared very suddenly, and it also disappeared very suddenly.

"This...this..." The Qianhuan Ghost King couldn't laugh anymore. The vampire formation, which he regarded as the biggest reliance and the biggest trump card, was actually broken by the opponent using the most unlikely method.

There is electricity energy in the underworld, but because it is filled with a large amount of Yin spirit power, even if someone stimulates lightning to attack, it is still Yin thunder affected by the Yin spirit power. It is impossible to destroy anything in the underworld.

But this ancient law that has existed for many thousands of years has expired today...

When the lightning appeared out of thin air, the Thousand Illusion Ghost King was already stunned. At the same time, the entire underworld also experienced a magnitude ten-magnitude earthquake due to the lightning. It immediately shocked hundreds of millions of ghosts and was shocked.

Lightning, with the powerful and righteous lightning, actually appeared in the underworld dominated by the power of the ghost? More ghosts would rather believe that the underworld collapsed than believe that the lightning was real...

Similarly, because of the appearance of this lightning, the evil ghosts who are kings began to contact frequently, and the sky above the entire underworld began to spread a tense pre-war aura...

Lightning with a righteous spirit is definitely the nemesis of most ghosts. Although the effect may not be as good as the purification technique, the shock it brings is by no means comparable to that of the purification technique.

Of course, Ye Yangcheng doesn’t know so much at this moment, nor will he think so much.

Just when the Thousand Immortal Ghost King was shocked by this sudden change, Ye Yangcheng gently stepped in the void and appeared in front of the Thousand Immortal Ghost King.

There was a slight playful smile on the corner of his mouth and said to Qianhuan Ghost King: "Sorry, it seems that you can't take my life away, so... I'll take your life first."

"No" Qianhuan Ghost King was shocked, and the mist covering him suddenly rolled violently. He retreated to a position more than ten meters away from Yeyang City. Until this time, he could not accept the fact that the vampire formation was broken.

Looking at Ye Yang City, Qianhuan Ghost King shook his head suddenly and said in a lost voice: "Impossible... This is impossible."

"You have to believe in this world, there is a miracle." Ye Yangcheng chuckled the corner of his mouth and raised his right hand to the Qianhuan Ghost King, and whispered: "I've had enough trouble, so... the barrier technique, seal it up for me."

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[Chapter 3 is delivered, Lao Zui is going to worship his ancestors... Although it is thunder and raining... Well... please give me a ticket next month, recommend tickets~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~]

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