"Give my disciple his life."
With a clear shout, Murong Yue fell from the sky and stepped on the ground with her feet.
The ground was undulating like waves, and the blood light that had been hidden underground exploded in an instant, turning into faint blue smoke and dissipating in the air.
"Well, fake."
Murong Yue frowned, anger flashed in her eyes.
Obviously, the target she was chasing was a cover-up, and the real Su Jie was not here.
"Elder Murong, Su Jie can't escape. Sect Master Liu and Elder Zhong are still chasing him."
"Although this little devil has some strength, he is facing three Taoist realms. He will definitely not be spared this time."
"Let's meet up with Sect Leader Liu and Elder Zhong to check out the news from them. Maybe we can also see Demon Tou Su's head."
The eight secret realm elders who followed Murong Yue also saw this scene and shared their opinions with each other.
"Sister, Su Jie is doomed this time, and his revenge will definitely be avenged."
Xu Gu stood next to Murong Yue. He understood Murong Yue's current mood. The death of his most beloved and talented disciple Zhang Xinming was a huge blow to Murong Yue. He wanted to tear Su Jie into pieces.
"I want to kill this devil with my own hands."
Murong Yue's eyes were full of unwillingness, and she wanted to take Su Jie's life herself instead of letting others do it for her.
As she spoke, Murong Yue turned around and planned to go find Liu Guanlin and Zhong Xinpeng. Maybe she could catch the end of the battle and kill Su Jie with her own hands to avenge Zhang Xinming.
"Kill my husband? Are you qualified?"
But just when Murong Yue turned around and before she had time to move, an indifferent voice spread throughout the audience.
"Who!!!"
The secret realms on the scene were shocked, and Murong Yue looked towards the end of the earth with a pair of cold eyes.
There, a red sedan chair appeared in view.
Eight fierce ghosts who were more than ten feet tall were carrying the sedan chair. The paper figures transformed into maids, maids and servants were dressed in festive clothes. They lit wedding lanterns and sprinkled wedding candies. There were loud gongs and drums in front of the sedan chair, and bursts of joy.
"Where did the ghost come from? It's looking for death."
An elder from the third level of the Secret Realm held a golden bell and flew towards the sedan chair.
The bell of the high-grade magic weapon in his hand jingled and swayed with bursts of heavenly sounds, trying to frighten these ghosts and then seize the opportunity to subdue them and use them as materials for refining the magic weapon.
"Noisy!"
An indifferent voice came out from inside the sedan chair.
The next moment, I saw a snow-white wrist lifting the curtain of the sedan window and shaking it slightly in the direction of the elder of the secret realm.
The expression of this emerging elder from the Vault Realm instantly froze.
Tear!
His physical skin automatically separated from his body and turned into a pale paper man.
The skin peeled off all over the body, the pain was so intense, the elder of the secret realm let out a piercing scream.
But before it lasted two seconds, his screams suddenly stopped.
But his bloody flesh seemed to have been cut by countless sharp knives, shattered into pieces, and turned into pieces of meat the size of fingers, covering the surrounding ground.
This shocking scene shocked the entire audience.
"What a monster!"
All the elders of the Secret Realm had their scalps exploded. This scene was really too terrifying.
The person who died was a strong man in the secret realm, not some cat or dog. He didn't even resist a single move and was instantly killed by the ghost.
"My husband asked me to kill you, so are you ready to die?"
The sedan stopped, and the fierce ghost carrying the sedan knelt down. The paper figures around him turned into red paper money, forming a red carpet that was spread in front of the sedan.
The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, revealing a graceful figure. She gently lifted the hem of her skirt with her jade hands, stepped onto the red carpet, and walked out slowly.
The person who stepped out of the sedan chair was a young woman. She was wearing a phoenix crown, gold embroidered phoenix, and a bright red wedding robe. She looked like a wealthy lady traveling.
Her appearance is even more peerless, her skin is like snow, as warm as jade, and her pair of catkins are like lotus flowers emerging from the water, not stained by any dust.
But after seeing this woman, these secret realm elders felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Because as the woman stepped out of the sedan chair, a strange and cold force spread like a tide. The earth was corrupted, the sky was stained with blood, and everything withered.
This ability to change the celestial phenomena is like the power of heaven in the Taoist realm, but now it is seen in a ghost. That kind of strong curse makes people feel frightened.
"My husband said, you will all die here."
Han Ruyan looked around the audience, with no change or fluctuation in the expression on his face. It seemed that killing these powerful monks present was just a trivial matter.
"Arrogance, let's all come together."
Many people in the secret realm were angered by Han Ruyan, but after learning the lesson just now, they did not go up one by one to kill him, but chose to attack in groups and surrounded Han Ruyan.
"Everyone, be careful. This is a ghost controlled by Su Jie. It's called the Wedding Dress Ghost. It's extremely powerful. Don't be careless."
Xu Gu reminded on the side that the information about the Wedding Ghost is not a secret. Many people know that Su Jie has a powerful female ghost, but not many people have actually seen Han Ruyan's true appearance, because most of the people who have seen it are dead. .
"Did you put this strange power and the curse on my disciple?"
At the same time, Murong Yue seemed to have noticed something. When Zhang Xinming died, the curse power on his body was exactly the same as the one on Han Ruyan now.
"I will send you down to reunite with your disciple."
Han Ruyan has recovered many memories. Although her expression is still cold and her eyes are dead, she obviously talks a lot more than before. In the past, she probably wouldn't be able to explain.
"Okay, okay, I can't kill Su Jie, so I'll take action with you, the monster first."
Murong Yue was angered by Han Ruyan's words and the impact of Zhang Xinming's death. She took action with anger, turned her jade hand over, and a Qibao Glazed Pen appeared in her palm.
This Qibao Glazed Pen is a middle-grade magic weapon. It is engraved with dense runes and has the power of luck to destroy demons.
As Murong Yue waved the Qibao Glazed Pen, she traced words in the void, and the letters shone brightly, like bright stars, shooting down towards Han Ruyan.
Facing the siege of a group of righteous monks, Han Ruyan's bloody wedding dress fluttered, her red lips opened slightly, and she blew lightly.
boom!
The ground in front was like a carpet, blown up by Han Ruyan in one breath, and then the ground was quickly deformed. Red textures were intertwined and gold threads were entangled. It turned into a huge blood-colored wedding dress, like a giant wave hundreds of feet high. Exploded head-on.
The attacks launched by a group of righteous monks, all kinds of magic weapons, talismans, spells, flying swords, and spiritual objects were blocked by the bloody wedding dress, and fell on it, just like a mud cow entering the sea, without making any waves.
The expressions of all the monks in the Secret Realm changed one after another. What is the background of this female ghost, so she is so terrifying.
"Give it to me!" Murong Yue's gold letters fell, and the gold letters hit the bloody wedding dress one by one, as if falling into a hot oil pan, causing the bloody wedding dress to react violently.
None of this blocked the coverage of the bloody wedding dress. Like a surging tsunami, the huge curtain of blood-colored wedding dress fell. The three secret realm elders ran away a little slower. They were wrapped in the bloody wedding dress, and their entire clothes instantly It turned into white mourning clothes, staggered on the waves of blood-colored wedding clothes, and became a living corpse.
"What a female ghost, let me die."
Murong Yue was furious, her beautiful face was slightly distorted by anger, and the Qibao Glazed Pen in her hand suddenly pointed towards Han Ruyan.
"Those who come, fight, and fight are all in formation, array, advance, and march!"
Murong Yue held the Heavenly Constitution in her mouth and wrote nine words of mantra in succession. The words were like mountains and mountains, and their power was like stars.
The smooth forehead even cracked open, mobilizing the power of the power of heaven, the Yuanshen in the realm of Heshen connected with the long river, and also vaguely connected with the power of the stars deep in the starry sky, forming a starry sky array in mid-air.
On the formation diagram, nine gods wearing golden imperial robes and crowns appeared on their heads, resembling the emperors of the stars. They looked at Han Ruyan with cold and emotionless eyes, and the glowing spiritual power that reflected the stars exploded and turned into nine gods. The hundred-foot-long Heavenly Sword seemed to be cutting the heavens and the earth as it came down to kill Han Ruyan.
It was a heavenly sword condensed by borrowing the power of the stars. Its power was terrifying. It was one of the secret arts of their Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, called the Star Sword Formation.
Han Ruyan looked at Murong Yue, a black moon was rising slowly behind her, she stepped on the black moon with her jade feet, and the person also rose into the sky, hanging high in the sky, the blood-red wedding dress on her body was making a sound, and the sword array was holding her The ultimate move, the body does not feel any restraint.
Tear!
The black moon instantly collided with the Constellation Sword Formation, and a huge shock wave dispersed the clouds in the sky, and countless trees on the ground were uprooted.
Several tearing cracks appeared in Han Ruyan's blood-colored wedding dress, and cracks appeared in his body at the same time, but that was all. Black Moon was unstoppable, breaking through the star sword formation all the way, and together with the nine-ray star sword, the sword body was also wrapped in layers of blood-colored wedding dress. , it is difficult for North Korea and South Korea to launch a strong attack on Ruyan.
"How could it be? How could this female ghost be so strong?"
Murong Yue Yuyan was filled with shock. Her Xingxiu Sword Formation had killed Taoist monks before, but now it could not trap a fierce ghost.
Boom!
Han Ruyan's revenge came quickly. She looked down at the bloody wedding dress that was slowly healing, showing her victorious attitude.
The sky was filled with happy lanterns, which illuminated the ground with blood, like blood paving the earth.
On the ground, dressing mirrors that are as tall as a person are like a forest, densely packed, reflecting the figures of the righteous monks.
On the battlefield, a secret realm elder looked at the lanterns in the sky. He felt that each of those lanterns were like evil eyes, staring at him all the time, making his heart beat wildly and a feeling of uneasiness sweeping over his body and mind.
"No matter what the hell it is, just smash it first."
This person from the Secret Realm thought so, and did the same thing. He controlled the flying sword, like a string of candied haws, to continuously cut through the lanterns in the sky.
But the secret realm elder didn't notice that when he looked at the Daxi Lantern, the Daxi Lantern was also looking at him.
thump!
But at a certain moment, without any warning, his head suddenly detached from his neck and turned into a lantern of joy and floated up into the sky, becoming one of the lanterns hanging all over the sky. The headless body staggered to the ground.
"Run away, this ghost is too scary."
An elder from the Vault Realm turned around and wanted to escape, but his figure was illuminated by the dressing mirror, and a strange scene happened. His figure reflected in the mirror smiled, slowly raised his hand, and pointed it like a sword, inserting it into his heart. .
In reality, the secret realm elder's heart was in severe pain, and a large transparent hole appeared in his heart simultaneously. He fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.
Then, with a strange smile on his face in the mirror, he stretched his hand to his head, slowly exerting force, and squeezed his head to deform it little by little.
"No, don't"
In the desperate cry of the secret realm elder, his head exploded with a bang, and red and white things splashed all over the floor.
"Senior sister, the information is wrong. This is an eighth-grade ghost, and it is much stronger than ordinary ghosts. We can't fight it. Let's retreat quickly."
Xu Gu was also running away, running towards Murong Yue, his face full of panic. It was obvious that Han Ruyan's fighting power far exceeded their expectations.
Murong Yue's expression changed again and again. Just before she could decide whether to fight or run, Xu Gu, who was running towards her, suddenly stiffened and fell to his knees.
On the clothes behind Xu Gu, a word "Happy" slowly appeared. His clothes also turned into a red wedding robe, but his vitality was stripped away, and all his flesh and blood was integrated into the red wedding robe. His eyes were filled with horror. despair and helplessness.
Xu Gu didn't know when he was cursed, and he couldn't resist the curse of Han Ruyan, an eighth-level ghost, and died on the spot.
"Junior brother."
Murong Yue was extremely sad, her eyes were full of irresistible malice. Regardless of the damage to her own soul, she fully mobilized the power of Dao Changhe and used the power of heaven to bless the Star Sword Formation to kill Han Ruyan, the female ghost.
Han Ruyan looked at the suppressed Xingxiu Sword Formation and did not choose to resist again. Instead, she reached out and grabbed her chest. She took out a hunting-sounding Ten Thousand Souls Banner. It was the Million Souls refined by Su Jie. banner.
"Your formation won't work."
Han Ruyan's eyes were lifeless and she waved the Ten Thousand Souls Flag.
Boom!
In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a cold and winding Huangquan River fell from the sky.
The earth shook, and eighteen bone mountains rose up one after another, forming the Huangquan Bone Mountain Formation.
Millions of ghosts are entrenched on the eighteen bone mountains, forming a terrifying army of ten thousand souls, which makes the sky pale and the mountains tremble.
Compared with the past, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner has been strengthened even more. From the Million Soul Banner, the number of ghosts inside has been increasing. Now there are millions of ghosts stored in it, and the power has increased several times. As soon as it is waved, the ghosts are revived. Everyone trembled.
As soon as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared, it completely covered Murong Yue's Star Sword Formation, and the Yellow Spring River swept in, directly disintegrating the nine Star Swords.
Eighteen bone mountains, and even more so under Han Ruyan's strange power, the bone mountains continued to condense, and millions of ghosts merged into them, turning into eighteen bone soul swords, treating others in their own way, and moving towards Murong Yue Biao shot away.
After the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was waved by Han Ruyan, Murong Yue trembled physically and mentally, feeling a great terror of death enveloped her heart.
After the Xingxiu Sword Formation's biggest trump card was broken, Murong Yue finally realized that Han Ruyan was too terrifying and could not be dealt with by herself, so she turned around and tried to escape from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
But her speed is nowhere near as fast as Han Ruyan's control of the Ten Thousand Soul Flags. The Bone Soul Sword will penetrate her in an instant.
"You, this female ghost, should not be so arrogant."
Seeing that Murong Yue was about to die, Zhong Xinpeng arrived in time. Seeing this scene, he roared fiercely, and the flying sword was about to break into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and rescue Murong Yue.
"Madam, please do it safely and send her down to reunite with her disciple."
Almost at the same time, another voice sounded from the sky.
A huge shadow covered it, and Su Jie, who was driving the Thousand-Handed Centipede, stood in front of Zhong Xinpeng.
Without any interference, the Bone Soul Sword turned into flashes of light and passed through Murong Yue's body.
Murong Yue's eyes were lifeless and her body was trembling continuously. Her physical body was intact, but her soul was being bitten by millions of ghosts. Fragments of her soul were constantly flying out of her brain and integrated into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, completely lost. the power of resistance.
Han Ruyan floated down from the sky and patted Murong Yue's forehead with her jade hand.
But the soul was bitten by the ghost, and Murong Yue, who was already a candle flame, could not react at all and could only watch the palm fall.
Bang!
The next second, Murong Yue's head exploded, and his soul completely disintegrated, becoming the nutrients that nourished the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
"Husband, there is only one left."
After Han Ruyan finished all this, he raised his head, controlled the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and came to Su Jie's side.
Su Jie and Han Ruyan stood side by side and looked at Zhong Xinpeng with a bright smile: "I heard that you are the Supreme Elder of Guanchao Pavilion. Are you ready to accept our mixed doubles as husband and wife?" (End of Chapter)