Chapter 2040 Siege
A low voice came from afar, which startled Liang Yan slightly.
Before entering this space, he deliberately used a secret method to cover his aura. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the other party.
"It seems that the prison masters on this level are not simple either!"
After pondering for a moment, Liang Yan decided not to hide anymore, and used all his strength to activate the escape light and fly towards the mountain range. .
After reaching this level, he no longer needs to pretend to be the ghost-hand scholar, because even if the ghost-hand scholar himself comes, he is not qualified to enter the lower nine floors.
From now on, all he can rely on is the sword in his hand!
Soon, Liang Yan arrived in front of the mountain wall.
He released his spiritual consciousness and looked at it secretly for a moment. He found that this strange face was just an appearance. He didn’t know where the opponent’s body was hidden. Moreover, the person’s aura was very strange. It seemed to be integrated with the mountains and rivers. Everywhere!
Liang Yan did not take action immediately. He pondered for a moment and said coldly: "Are you the prison master of the ninth floor? As long as you take the initiative to open the passage, I don't have to kill you."
After hearing this, the strange face showed an expression of laughter and laughed: "What day is today? Cats and dogs dare to come and make noise! I, the 'Guishan Ancestor', have been practicing in Fengdu City for more than 1,300 years, and I have never I’ve seen such an arrogant boy like you! Anyway, I’m going to relieve my boredom today and add a solitary grave to my mountain!”
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the hillside sliding and countless boulders rising into the sky.
These stones are not ordinary stones. They exude a cold air inside, and are wrapped in ghostly energy on the outside, like balls of black fire, suspended in the air.
“Go!”
The strange face snorted coldly, and thousands of boulders came through the air. I saw ghost mist filling the air, and the evil spirit soaring into the sky, like a torrent rolling in, and it was quickly blocked. Liang Yan's entire escape route!
Facing this overwhelming offensive, Liang Yan had a calm expression.
With just a thought in his mind, he drew out a purple shock wave from his sleeves, spun it in mid-air, and instantly released thousands of thunderous sword energy.
Pfft! Poof!
Between the vertical and horizontal sword aura, the huge boulders that were flying towards were split apart one by one, and the huge ghostly aura also dissipated in the sword light, and soon turned into nothingness.
Seeing countless The gravel fell to the ground, and the strange face showed a look of surprise, and shouted in a dull voice: "You obviously only have the cultivation level to overcome six difficulties, how can you have such strength?"
Liang Yan sneered, how could he talk nonsense with it?
Pinching the sword technique in his hand again, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword let out a deafening roar, fell from the sky, and struck the strange face on the mountain wall with one sword.
This sword contained the power of the evil-killing divine thunder. It was so powerful and indestructible that it frightened that strange face.
“Stop trying to be cruel!”
With a low cry, the entire mountain range began to change. Countless stone pillars emerged from the ground and transformed into huge ghost claws, blocking them tightly. The sword energy dropped from the sky.
At the same time, the mountain wall also cracked, and countless vines as thick as water tanks emerged, extending upwards, locking the sword light like chains.
The Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword finally stopped, hanging less than ten feet above the mountain wall, but it could no longer fall.
“Hmph!”
Liang Yan kept attacking, clenching his right hand into a fist, golden light blooming, and punching forward fiercely.
I saw the mighty shadow of the golden fist, bombarding the mountain wall, and immediately burst out with a loud noise, shaking the surrounding space into distortion and shattering.
However, when the dust dispersed, the mountain wall was still intact, without even a single crack.
Seeing this scene, Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally a look of solemnity appeared on his face.
"What is the origin of this prison master?"
"Return to the master" Zhao Xunzhen replied via voice transmission: "I have only been here once and don't know much about this place. But I am here Gui Yu heard a rumor that the Lord of Fengdu City was filling in the wheel. When I returned to the gap in the world, an extra stone appeared. After a long period of time, this stone slowly opened up my spiritual wisdom. After a long period of time, I cultivated and became the current "Guishan Ancestor"."
After hearing this, Liang Yan looked thoughtful.
"This guy's defense ability is indeed not weak. It seems that he can't hold back."
Thinking of this, with a thought in his mind, Zi Lei Jian Wan once again burst out with powerful sword intent, and a series of thunderous sword energy flew in the air. The explosion cracked the ghost hands made of rocks.
At the same time, the Black Lotus Sword Pill also flew out, spinning around in mid-air, blooming countless sword lotuses, involving thousands of vines, tearing them apart bit by bit
< br>The power of the two swords is greatly increased!
The spell of "Old Ancestor of Ghost Mountain" could not withstand it, and soon its flaw was revealed. It was broken by the purple and black swords, destroying everything along the way!
Boom!
Just a loud noise was heard, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Black Lotus Sword were slashed on the mountain wall at the same time, and the entire mountain range was trembling.
But Liang Yan's expression was not relaxed. Instead, he frowned slightly.
"Can't this break his defense?"
Liang Yan murmured to himself.
Looking into the distance, I saw the light of the sword passing by. Although it left deep sword marks on the mountain wall, it did not cut off the mountain range, nor did it find the hiding place of the opponent.
"No. He seems to have become one with this space!"
Liang Yan once witnessed the battle of Zhenru Tianzun refining the entire small world. Looking back at this time, it seems that this The "Prison Master of Ghost Mountain" also has the same purpose.
He can use every plant and tree in this small world to fight for himself. He can distort space with a single thought, and even condense the power of the small world to form a defensive barrier.
With the power of the flying sword, it can't even be destroyed!
"It seems like there is no way to leave this small world without killing him," Liang Yan thought to himself.
"It hurts so much!"
The strange face on the mountain wall roared twice, and then smiled: "I have long heard about the power of sword cultivation, and now it seems that it is well-deserved. . But it’s a pity that you, Stone Patriarch, are better. If you can't break my defense, just stay here and don't think about going to the tenth floor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the void suddenly opened in the distance, and only the sounds of killing could be heard one after another, and individual figures appeared one after another! Emerging from the space node!
“It’s broken!”
Liang Yan's expression changed, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand urgently, trying to activate the sword light to kill these monks who had just emerged but had not yet established a firm foothold.
The ancestor of Guishan took the opportunity to cast a spell, gathering the mountains and rivers and surrounding him in the middle.
Although it could not block Liang Yan's sword light, it could delay his offensive. It only took a moment. The monks all poured out of the space nodes and gathered together.
Looking around, there are a hundred thousand monks, a dense mass of darkness!
The first seven people all have the aura of the Tribulation Realm, and there are two acquaintances among them, namely Qing Beiwang and Lord Ma.
"You little thief, how dare you pretend to be Judge Cui, don't you know how powerful my Lord Ma is?" After saying that, a vertical eye split open on his forehead, emitting streams of green light, looking very powerful.
Qing Beiwang also sneered: "I bear the humiliation and bear the burden just to capture this kid so that I can avenge my broken arm!"
But he said that Liang Yan let Qing Beiwang go on the seventh floor. , the latter immediately went to gather manpower. There were a large number of monks in Fengdu City, more than 400,000, but they could not gather them all in a hurry, and only a quarter of them were gathered.
Even so, there are still 100,000 monks, many of whom are True Lord Tongxuan. Under the command of the seven Ancestors of Transformation Tribulation, they are also a powerful force!
“Little thief, you killed my disciple ‘Bai Tongtian’, and you will have to pay with your blood today!” A female cultivator in white clothes with a pale face said coldly.
"Are you the soul-absorbing ancestor?" Liang Yan frowned. "Yes, it's me! You can't escape today, so you'd better surrender and avoid suffering the humiliation!"
"Alas."
Liang Yan sighed and thought to himself: "We can't hide from what is coming. Although Even though I quickly came to the ninth floor as a ghost-hand scholar, I was still chased by them. But this is good, it saves me having to deal with them one by one."
Thinking of this, his face turned coldly. He glanced at everyone and said calmly:
"Forget it, since you are all gathered here, let's go on the road together."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the Ghost Prison was angry, especially the soul-absorbing ancestor, who sneered and said: "You are not ashamed to speak! I have just survived six difficulties. What ability do you have to face us 100,000 ghosts? "Everyone!"
"That's right!"
Master Ma also shouted: "You used blind methods to deceive me, how can I spare you?"
After hearing this, Liang Yan showed a smile on his face.
"Excellent! I didn't expect you two to be so impatient, so I'll take action on you first."
As soon as the words fell, there was a thunder in the air, and then a sword light fell from the sky like a dragon, and with a sword He slashed at the soul-absorbing ancestor.
Qing Beiwang was very aware and immediately reminded him: "Friend Jihun, this person's swordsmanship is unfathomable and cannot be fought forcefully!"
The ancestor Jihun was full of satisfaction. He didn't care and said with a smile: "Sword cultivator again How about it? I have been practicing the "Soul Absorbing Demonic Art" for more than 800 years, can he still kill me with one sword?"
After saying that, he made a fist with his hands, and seven groups of milky white glow appeared in front of him, each other. They are linked from beginning to end and circulate quickly.
Within a moment, a huge white shield condensed into shape, with lights all around and a ferocious face in the middle.
“Can you break my ‘Soul Heavenly Shield’?”
Ancestor Jihun laughed several times, but the next moment, her laughter stopped abruptly
I saw that purple shock falling on the Soul Sky Shield, without any hindrance at all. It split the shield with just one sword, like a thunder dragon unsheathed, destroying everything along the way!
“How is it possible!”
Ancestor Jihun was greatly shaken, and the smile froze on his face.
This "Soul Sky Shield" is her strongest defense method. It took 98,000 souls to be refined before it was condensed into form. Not to mention that the opponent is just a monk who has overcome six difficulties. Even if she faces A master of overcoming the second disaster, she is also confident that she can block the first one.
But the reality is that the "Huntian Shield" was ruthlessly split apart, and it could not even stop the opponent for a moment.
In front of Liang Yan's sword light, her "strongest "Defense" is like paper!
“Not good!”
Ancestor Jihun's pupils suddenly shrank.
At this moment, she finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly activated the escape light, trying to avoid this fatal sword.
However, "Tianzi Sword Art" integrates the law of thunder into the sword. Not only is the destructive power astonishing, but the speed is also extremely fast. At this time, it is already too late for the ancestor of the soul to run away.
< br>Boom!
There was a thunderclap in the air, and the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword was already behind her.
Ancestor Jihun's face turned pale, and he frantically activated his magic power, sacrificing all three of his strongest defensive magic weapons, hoping to gain a glimmer of hope for himself.
Unfortunately, these magic weapons cannot stop the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword.
Thunder Sword Qi spread out and roared in mid-air. In just a moment, it shattered the three defensive magic weapons of the Soul-Absorbing Ancestor.
Brush!
The sword light flashed across and blood splattered everywhere.
Ancestor Jihun was stunned for a moment, and then she felt the world spinning, but her head rolled down from her neck.
Before she died, she saw Qingbei Wang and others who wanted to come to rescue but were too late to take action. People also saw Lord Ma cowering in the crowd with a panicked expression.
Suddenly, she remembered what she had just said: "Can he still kill me with one sword?"
"One sword. It seems, really just one sword."
This thought flashed across my mind. The soul-drawing ancestor had completely lost his breath, and his soul and true spirit were shattered by the sword energy!
The entire ninth floor fell silent at this moment.
All the monks who participated in the encirclement and suppression of Liang Yan were sweating on their foreheads and slightly panicked in their eyes.
"What is this man's background? Why is he so strong? He killed the soul-jibing ancestor with just one sword." Someone whispered.
“Yes, the ancestor of Jihun is capable of overcoming five difficulties. Even if he is defeated, he will not be killed with one move.”
“This is an evil star! We There are so many people surrounding him, but he doesn’t change his expression, maybe he really wants to kill us all!”
Seeing the power of Liang Yan's sword, hundreds of thousands of ghosts began to talk about it, and they were obviously timid.
“Oh, stupid!”
Qing Bei Wang’s expression was very ugly.
He only survived from Liang Yan's hands by cutting off his arms. He thought everyone would be cautious, but he didn't expect that the ancestor Jihun was so trusting that he dared to take Liang Yan's sword light.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Qing Bei Wang immediately released the pressure of the Transformation Realm and shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen! This kid has already reached the ninth floor, let him go down again. We have entered the core area of the ghost prison. If we don't kill him here, we will be more miserable than death when Tiangong City investigates him later!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Ghost Prison seemed to think of something, and their eyes showed horror.
Indeed, if you are punished by Tiangong City, life will be worse than death
As soon as Qing Bei Wang finished speaking, Lord Ma also shouted loudly in the crowd: "Everyone, come together, this kid No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person. We still have six fellow Taoists and hundreds of thousands of ghosts, and they will kill him!”
“Not bad”
A few. The ancestors of Huajie all nodded in agreement.
One of them was a tall man with several skeletons hanging on his waist. He was holding an evil ghost Zen staff and shouted in the crowd: "Everyone obeys the order and is only allowed to step forward to kill the enemy. No retreat is allowed. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"
After saying that, he waved his Zen staff, and twelve rays of black energy flew out, turning into skeletons in mid-air, and soon caught up with the twelve lone monks.
These twelve people all had the intention of retreating and hid quietly behind the crowd. However, they were unable to hide from the consciousness of the Ancestor Huajie. They were caught up by the black skeleton and began to chew on them.
“Ah!”
With several shrill screams, these twelve people turned into blood one after another.