Chapter 180 Ghost King, defeated!
At the top of Qingfeng Mountain, the wind is howling.
The sky was as dark as ink. The Heavenly Demon Banner turned into a sky-covering curtain, completely obscuring the sky on the top of Qingfeng Mountain. Dark clouds were rolling inside, and the air was filled with gloomy air, with bursts of ghostly howls and wolves howling.
In mid-air, Qin Mo and the Ghost King stood facing each other.
The two most brilliant men in the Demon Cult over the past hundred years, the meritorious ministers who reorganized the Demon Cult, and the rivals of the time, have now completely fallen out with each other and are set on a battle to decide life and death.
Everyone held their breath.
Although everyone is optimistic about the Ghost King in the late stage of Spirit Transformation, no one will really underestimate Qin Mo, who is constantly creating miracles.
What's more, Qin Mo had just performed a great show of breaking through to the God Transformation level in the battle.
Qin Mo has no way out.
The moment he broke through to the God Transformation stage, he received a reminder from the Heavenly Dao, because to advance to the God Transformation stage, he had to leave the Zhu Xian sub-continent within three days.
The wind suddenly stopped...
The Ghost King's eyes were gloomy. He had already made up his mind to use all his strength to suppress Qin Mo as quickly as possible, and use Qin Mo as a stepping stone to establish his supreme prestige in the sect.
At the same time, taking advantage of the momentum of this battle, they attacked Tianyin Temple in one fell swoop and exterminated the righteous.
Unify the world.
Thinking that his hegemony was about to be accomplished, the Ghost King was eager to fight. Without any hesitation, he made a hand gesture and the Sky Demon Banner suddenly rolled up with black clouds, transforming into a nine-headed black dragon over a hundred meters long, with fangs and claws bared, and swooped down.
Although the giant dragon was formed by black air, it was vivid and lifelike.
The blood skull that Liu Hao used just now is completely not on the same level as the black dragon.
While the black dragon was still in the air, everyone on the mountain felt a chill, as if they were about to be swallowed by the black dragon.
I was shocked.
Qin Mo was not afraid. The Jiutian Xuansha Tower rose into the air, facing the black dragon, emitting dazzling golden light, and instantly turned into a Buddhist pagoda for subduing demons.
Eighteen golden arhats who could subdue demons were condensed and went towards the black dragon.
"When did the leader learn Buddhist techniques?" Wei Tianli and the others were stunned and subconsciously asked, "Could it be the Mahavairocana Sutra?"
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head.
He could tell at a glance that the Demon-Subduing Arhat was formed by the condensation of a pagoda. Qin Mo himself had not practiced any Buddhist techniques, let alone the "Mahayana Prajnaparamita".
only,
When the Sanskrit sounds came from the pagoda, the Mahabrahma Prajna true energy in Zhang Xiaofan's body was actually attracted and became slightly excited.
I was stunned.
He deduced that the pagoda must be the most precious treasure of Buddhism.
Even so, Zhang Xiaofan still did not think highly of Qin Mo, because the black dragon used by the Ghost King was condensed from the power of "The Heavenly Demon Strategy", while Qin Mo only used external objects.
Comparing the two, the difference is obvious.
As expected, facing the demon-suppressing formation formed by the eighteen golden arhats, the nine-headed black dragon showed no fear at all. It swooped down and fought with the golden arhats.
For a moment, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, roars, and rolling devilish clouds.
It’s so lively.
By the time all the Eighteen Arhats had disappeared, only four heads of the Black Dragon were broken, less than half.
"good!!!"
Some disciples of the Blood Refining Hall cheered loudly, but they stood firm on their position and stood against Qin Mo.
The others looked strange.
The remaining five black dragons continued to pounce, their target being Qin Mo himself.
Qin Mo stood still, making hand gestures, and one hundred and eight demon kings flew out from the second floor of the pagoda, forming a Tiangang Disha formation in the air and dragging the three-headed black dragon into the formation.
at the same time,
The Yin-Yang Mirror and the Nine-Yang Ruler hanging on the door of the pagoda turned into light and flew away at the same time, facing a black dragon respectively and fighting with each other.
The Yin-Yang Mirror emitted black and white light, which directly immobilized the black dragon and prevented it from breaking free.
The Nine Yang Ruler transformed into a ray of pure yang flame, which shot into the black dragon's head, piercing through the black dragon's body in one fell swoop, igniting a raging flame, and instantly transformed into a fire dragon, wailing incessantly.
Everyone on the mountain was dazzled by the sight.
"That... isn't that the Yin-Yang Mirror used by the hall master?" A disciple of the Changsheng Hall had a gloomy expression.
"How many magic weapons does the leader have?" someone sighed quietly.
The most puzzling thing is not this, but that Qin Mo can actually drive these magic weapons at the same time and operate them freely. How powerful his soul and how strong his magic power does it require?
Everyone unconsciously had a higher opinion of Qin Mo's strength.
in this way,
The nine black dragons released by the Ghost King were completely destroyed, and the two sides ended in a draw.
"Humph, you do have some tricks."
The Ghost King sneered, this was not just a warm-up, he raised his right hand, turned into light and went straight into the black clouds above and disappeared.
Just as everyone was wondering, the black sky changed again.
Huh~~~
A huge ghost claw separated from the clouds.
"Ghost Claw of the Netherworld!" Qin Mo's expression was solemn.
After practicing "The Heavenly Demon Strategy", the Ghost King's iconic Netherworld Ghost Claw became more and more proficient, and naturally more powerful and breathtaking.
The key is that there is more than just one ghost claw.
But countless...
One after another, ghost claws from the underworld condensed and emerged from the clouds, just like thousands of evil ghosts stretching out their hands from the black clouds, with their fangs and claws bared.
In the blink of an eye, the black sky was occupied by densely packed ghost claws from the underworld.
For trypophobia,
This is definitely a lingering nightmare.
Everyone on the top of the mountain also felt their scalps tingling and their breathing quickened. It seemed like it was the first time they saw the Ghost King go all out and display the horror of a powerful late-stage Spirit Transformation expert.
The human world collapsed, the heaven and earth turned upside down, and it turned into an endless hell.
Liu Zheng, the leader of Qingfeng Sect, has gone mad, muttering to himself: "The Tao disappears and the devil grows, the Tao disappears and the devil grows..."
“Roar~~~”
It was like the drums of war, countless ghost claws from the underworld gathered together, like a black waterfall, flowing down from the sky, or like a giant black tornado, seeming to sweep away everything.
Devour everything and destroy everything.
The sky got darker.
The wind started blowing quietly again without me noticing when.
But the wind no longer makes people intoxicated, but instead makes them bone-chilled and terrifying.
It's like hundreds of ghosts parading at night and demons dancing together.
In mid-air, Qin Mo's face was solemn. The Ghost King was indeed a powerful cultivator in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. When he got angry, the heaven and earth would change color. He should not be underestimated.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo also turned into a stream of light and entered the top floor of the pagoda.
Everyone held their breath, realizing that this fight had reached its final showdown.
The Ghost King still firmly holds the upper hand.
The black storm swept down. Qin Mo tried his best and used all his means. He made seals with his hands frequently. In a flash, he set up four large formations on the top of the pagoda.
The Four Spirits Demon Formation...
The Vajra Subduing Demon Formation...
Tian Gang Di Sha Formation...
Five Spirits Array...
Or there may be bright colorful lights and strange beasts roaring towards the sky.
Or there may be golden light filling the sky and Buddha chanting sutras.
Or there may be the roar of the devil and gusts of cold wind.
Or the five spirits gather together and turn into a vortex of spiritual energy, which lasts forever.
It's really spectacular.
Everyone was dazzled. The level of this fight was beyond everyone's imagination. Even Qin Mo, who was in a weak position, no one dared to underestimate him.
That was a being that could easily crush them to death...
Thinking of this, everyone felt heavy.
There were also neutral disciples of the Demon Cult who sighed with regret. If these two extremely talented and extraordinary people could live in harmony, how powerful would the Demon Cult be today?
Looking around the world, who can match him?
But in the end,
There can't be two tigers in one mountain.
Boom~~~
The black torrent composed of ghost claws from the underworld swooped down without slowing down.
One after another, the ghost claws were annihilated by the formation, but more ghost claws swept in, seemingly endless and indestructible, which was simply despairing.
Bang!
The Four Spirits Demon Formation is broken...
Following them were the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil Formation and finally the Five Spirits Formation, which were all swept away by the black torrent one after another, leaving only spiritual debris all over the sky.
Careful people will find that in order to break through the four magic arrays set up by Qin Mo, the black torrent was weakened by half and was obviously not as strong as before.
But in the end, the Ghost King won.
The black torrent continued to sweep down, transforming into a black sky curtain that surrounded the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sha Tower that had been enlarged to the extreme, and flew up.
It's like a giant black cocoon hanging in the air.
The Jiutian Xuansha Tower was completely swallowed up by the black torrent, and no trace of it could be seen.
“Hey~~~”
Someone let out a meaningful sigh.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the outcome of this battle has been decided.
The disciples of the Blood Refining Hall had even celebrated in advance, praising the Ghost King for his wisdom and bravery. The remaining disciples of the Qingfeng Sect were all disheartened and waiting in agony for the decision of fate.
The wind stopped again.
"You, look!" someone pointed up into the sky.
Everyone looked up suddenly.
Purple light, an extremely faint purple light, suddenly and stubbornly squeezed out from the black torrent, mysterious and unpredictable.
"That's the Purple Palace Heavenly Thunder!" Liu Zheng was horrified.
Boom~~~
Thunder rumbled again in the sky, seemingly far away but actually near, growing louder and more frequent, as if knocking on everyone's heart.
It makes people feel scared.
Thunder and lightning represent destruction and imply punishment!
It is the nemesis of all evil things.
Under the gazes of everyone, countless purple lightning bolts burst out from the depths of the black torrent, and the Netherworld Ghost Claw was turned into ashes as soon as it touched the lightning.
The lightning became brighter and brighter, as if there was a purple sun in the center .
Or maybe it was the arrival of Lei Chi.
Purple lightning broke out completely, and the whole sky was covered with purple light. Thunder rolled in the sky and the light was brilliant. The torrent of Netherworld Ghost Claws, which had been so arrogant and domineering before, melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A teeth-grinding wail could be heard in the air.
In a flash, the black torrent that was so thick that it seemed eternally indestructible was completely swept away by the purple thunder.
The dark sky was then filled with light again.
It seems like a lifetime ago.
When the black torrent completely dissipated, the Jiutian Xuansha Pagoda appeared. It was actually intact, but with only purple lightning flashing, making it look extremely noble.
It makes people worship it unconsciously.
“Wow~~~”
On the other side, as the black torrent dissipated, the figure of the Ghost King appeared. The Heavenly Demon Banner in his hand became tattered, and blood was spitting out of his mouth, staining his black Taoist robe.
His face was as pale as paper and his eyes were full of disbelief.
It has suffered a severe blow.
On the top of the mountain, Biyao's eyes were full of worry.
Everyone shut up subconsciously.
On the top of the huge mountain, with thousands of people present, there was complete silence.
The Ghost King looked ashamed and angry, and he glanced at the Jiu Tian Xuan Sha Pagoda with fear. A trace of determination flashed across his face, and he used the last bit of magic power in his body to escape and find a place to heal his wounds.
At this time, there is no time to care about face.
Saving your life is important!
As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.
How could Qin Mo let the Ghost King get his wish? The Jiu Tian Xuan Sha Pagoda instantly turned into light and disappeared, hanging high above the Ghost King's head, dropping colorful rays of light to trap him.
It was exactly the same as the previous suppression of Liu Hao from the Blood Refining Hall.
The Ghost King looked up suddenly with cold eyes.
Qin Mo had also come out of the pagoda. He was spotless and holding the Chixiao sword. He stood on the top of the pagoda, looking down on the world with indescribable arrogance.
