Chapter 275: Kill all enemies

The other five were all puppets, and they were smashed by Yu Zecheng with one blow. The opponent was immediately shocked. At this time, Cheng Lan entered the crowd, and four fang swords flew through, like four giant claws, wandering around the crowd.

After the flying sword hits the target, it will automatically teleport back. Yu Zecheng continues to use the sword to find the six targets for the next attack.

The enemies immediately divided into two groups, one surrounded Cheng Lan and attacked, and the other carried hundreds of evil ghosts to pounce on Yu Zecheng.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng shot out six light columns, and two consecutive explosions in the space were suddenly bursting. These six sword lights hit six people, but one of them was a foundation-building disciple of Hejian Sect. In an instant, others turned into ghosts and turned into a state of natal gods and ghosts. The light column passed through his body and only had slight damage to him.

The other five foundation-building puppets, two of which were blown up by Yu Zecheng, and the remaining three blocked the deadly sword light attack.

At this time, the disciples of Qi Refining Stage arrived at the battlefield one after another. They landed on the ground and began to arrange magic circles outside the battlefield. Suddenly, two large arrays were arranged, and hundreds of strange puppets rose from one magic circle. They used spirit stones as energy to fire shock waves into the air and attacked into blue.

Another large formation can be laid out, and the ghost realm can be formed within several miles, and the evil ghosts can be summoned infinitely to participate in the battle. Even the injured disciples of the Hejian Sect can recover quickly in this ghost realm.

The formation was about to be built. Suddenly, everyone began to cover their chests and lower their heads to vomit, and their abdomen grew up like something. Then the more than ten disciples in the Qi Refining Stage began to vomit hard. One of them became bigger and bigger, and with a sudden burst, one of them rushed out of his body. The man was the same pattern as the bones.

He pointed to the other disciples, all of whom were bulging huge bags on their chests, and then they "exploded, bloated" and burst blood. Even if they were immortal, Gu Lun Qiwen added a sword when they went up, and all the enemies' disciples in Qi Refining Stage died, and the two large formations were destroyed without attack. Then Gu Lun Qiwen forgot about the mountain village and disappeared instantly.

Cheng Lan was surrounded by people in the air, and the ghosts slowly surrounded him. Yu Zecheng fired six sword lights again, and immediately exploded a puppet. At this time, the enemy had already rushed to his eyes.

Yu Zecheng put away his flying sword and looked at the enemies rushing towards him. Eighteen golden-winged swords appeared behind him. A ray of light soared into the sky. The human and swords merged into one and rushed into the enemy group in an instant. The enemy blocking his eyes was immediately smashed into another puppet in the air.

Then Yu Zecheng turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Cheng Lan, instantly cutting through the other party's encirclement like a pillar of light.

Cheng Lan Shenjue shouted:

"There are problems with these puppets. Even if they are broken, they will be automatically repaired. This is the secret method of Gengjia Sect. It will automatically reply and will never be damaged. I only killed one foundation-building monk of Hejian Sect. Those four foundation-building monks of Gengjia Sect are not here."

The divine sense of the bones is coming:

"They handed me over."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

“No problem.”

Because the puppets that were crushed by him were completely broken and could no longer be restored, because they were all penetrated and corroded by the extreme energy, unlike if they were all blue, they were chopped with swords, which were easy to recover.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng discovered the opponent's tactics. The opponent now has seventeen enemies left, including only three of the foundation-building cultivators in the Hejian Sect. They hid in the puppet group and used these puppet groups to protect themselves.

At the same time, they used the magic method of ghost hunting to drive evil ghosts to attack. They created the space ghost domain and in turn protected the magic puppets of Gengjia Sect. They covered each other. If the disciples of the Qi Refining Stage on the ground were not killed and the ghost domain formation was set up, there would be victory or defeat.

They are accumulating strength. As long as Yu Zecheng and the other two are a little relaxed, the accumulated ghost energy will be used to send a fatal blow with several magic puppets.

They are accumulating, and Yu Zecheng is also accumulating. Ten of these fourteen puppets have already hit their own extreme light. Now the harder they use, the faster the penetration of this extreme light.

In fact, the other party also had the advantage this time. A foundation-building cultivator of the Hejian Sect can transform into a ghost to avoid Yu Zecheng's sword light attack. Because it is not a living creature, Yu Zecheng is only in the foundation-building cultivation level and cannot reach the level of the dead body. The other party will not be eroded by the light of the extreme essence. Only part of the body of those magic spirit puppets is physical, and the speed of this extreme essence can reproduce in their bodies is extremely slow.

In an instant, countless ghost energy and phosphorus talismans and magic weapons were impacting, sweeping towards Yu Zecheng and the other two like bullets, while the eight magic spirit puppets were slowly aggregating as if they were going to arrange some formation and kill them with one blow.

Yu Zecheng sent a voice to the divine aware:

"You and I use the method of sacrificing life to seek the foundation-building monks of the Hejian Sect. After finding them, I will attack them. When they turn into ghosts, you will attack them with the shocked gods."

After Cheng Lan narrowly avoided the opponent's three magic spell attacks, he said:

"Can the spells in the Qi Refining Stage be effective?"

Yu Zecheng shouted:

"One doesn't work, just two, two doesn't work, just one hundred."

During this process, he kept using the method of sacrificing life to obtain righteousness. Any puppet who was hit by this method would not react. Finally, Yu Zecheng discovered a foundation-building cultivator of the Hejian Sect.

With a long roar, the blood-burning technique was activated, and the eighteen flying swords began to shake greatly. The infinite sword waves rose, and Yu Zecheng, one of them, roared the sword waves at the other seventeen people.

In an instant, a platinum-gold sword light spread throughout the space. At this moment, there was only one color in the world. The single platinum-gold light had a colorful feeling. In this sword force, an indescribable violent, powerful and fierce aura rose, just like the surging sword intent that ruled the world exploded in this sword technique.

A foundation-building monk across the street shouted:

"Hold on, hold on, this sword force cannot last for a long time, hold on."

In an instant, the sword light had arrived beside him. He immediately turned into a ghost body. The powerful sword light suddenly penetrated. He breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt a severe pain all over his body, as if countless pointed needles pierced into his body.

The sharp needle was increasing, and his natal ghost body was about to collapse. He had to return to his original body this time. Before returning, he deliberately chose a place without sword light, and his body was restored. Suddenly, the feeling of the sharp needle being pricked disappeared, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the sword energy flashed, and he found that he had already had a different body and head. A sword energy that didn't know where he came from beheaded him with a sword and a sword with scales and a winged sword.

Another foundation-building cultivator of the Hejian Sect who was stared at by Cheng Lan also turned into a ghost body in this endless sword wave and was instantly killed by Cheng Lan.

Yu Zecheng's sword wave seemed to have stopped for a moment, and the only remaining foundation-building monk in Hejian Sect shouted:

"He can't do it anymore, everyone get on."

When he looked left and right, he was the only one left in the puppet group. All the other brothers were killed. They couldn't help but look pale and turned around and ran away.

Yu Zecheng shouted:

"What's wrong with the world? You're all human beings, they're all human beings. Why do you do this? You're not human beings, animals, animals, animals, and animals. If you die, you're all going to blow it up."

When Yu Zecheng was shouting, the sword energy was continuous, the sword force was surging, and the sword light had already exploded like a tide. Yu Zecheng was hypnotizing himself, using his love to the sword and hatred forever, and the stormy waves created a tide sword, urging the sword waves to the point of the sword roar.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with this dazzling platinum sword light. The thirteen magic puppets "boomed" like fireworks in this sword light tsunami. The remaining foundation-building monk of Hejian Sect turned into a ghost body and wanted to escape.

However, surrounded by this endless sword light, even the ghost body will be damaged. Although the damage is very small, it is unbearable to accumulate together. He makes a ghost cry, and with a "boom", the ghost body is broken, and a stream of blue smoke turns into a roar of swords.

Yu Zecheng put away his sword and looked around in a daze. Except for him and Cheng Lan, there was no living creature. The puppets were completely stirred into powder by the sword light, and there was no possibility of recovery.

Cheng Lan looked at this scene in surprise. Yu Zecheng's combat power was too unexpected and shocked him.

Yu Zecheng waved his hand and said:

"There are four foundation-building monks in Gengjia Sect that have not been dealt with, let's go."

After saying that, the two rushed towards the village and flew into the village. They saw that houses collapsed everywhere. Gu Lun Qiwen surrounded a black shadow and cast spells silently. The black shadow was like a ball of mucus, spitting left and right on the ground, while Gu Lun Qiwen slowly rotated around him, constantly casting spells.

However, Gu Lun's appearance was a bit terrible. Half of his head and half of his front chest that connected his right arm all disappeared, but he was not dead yet. Countless insects were climbing on his body, and a insect worm sprang out of the remaining half of his mouth and nose from time to time. It fell to the black shadow on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zecheng and Cheng Lan were shocked. This was simply a battle between two monsters. The sound of the bones in the divine sense came from:

"I escaped a foundation-building cultivator of Gengjia Sect. This person is a disciple of the Black Witch Demon Feather Sect. I will be able to torture him to death immediately."

Cheng Lan shouted:

"I'll go chase."

He activated the glare and searched through the heavenly book, stood up with his sword, and chased him far away. Yu Zecheng had a strange battle against this, and could only watch it, slowly recovering the true energy he had consumed.

The bone-length pattern rotated while chanting the ancient spell, suddenly stopped, and then said to the black shadow:

"The essence of Bing Ding, the vital energy and yang, are powerful and powerful in the world, eliminate the fire god, and are urgent and as directed as the law.

You are dead, what are you doing here?"

As soon as he said this, the black shadow suddenly began to shrink sharply. He struggled desperately and shouted:

"I curse you in the name of Akama, the ancestor of the Black Witch. You will face the endless pursuit of the disciples of the Five Thousand Black Witch Sect, and the endless witchcraft attacks. I..."

Yu Zecheng said from the side:

"Five thousand disciples, just swing five thousand more swords. Even if your demon ancestor is reincarnated, you will only swing one more sword."

This sentence is filled with infinite true essence, and it is said firmly, and every word is striking, and the sound is shaking the world, and the righteous spirit is vast.

The witchcraft that the other party used was suddenly shaken away. The black shadow screamed and turned into a stream of light and merged into Gu Lunqi's body. Immediately under the influence of the sacrificial arts, Gu Lunqi's body's injuries began to recover and instantly became what it was.

He said:

"This is a disciple of the Black Witch Sect. They have two of them secretly attacked me. I killed one person and refined one person. I will depend on you from now on. I want to rest for a while."

After saying that, Gu Lunqiwen fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter completed!