Chapter 159: this is……

Ghost King Wuya is very strong!
Thousands of stone wolves confront more than six hundred ghost guards, and the stone wolf, which possesses 30% combat power, certainly has an absolute advantage, directly overwhelming the ghost guards, so that the ghost tigers will have to lead the team to resist.
However, Ghost King Wuya exploded with a terrifying aura, like a wave of air emptied, it was a black wave, rushing the stone wolf into the air, carrying a black immeasurable sword, and rushing to kill.
His sword faintly has an extremely weak holy light, and it is in the process of advancing to the holy artifact.
This is undoubtedly from Da Rifeng Ruins.
Even if the Guishentai is rich, it is impossible to equip the Ghost King Wuya at the fifth level of the ascending realm with the immeasurable divine sword in the advancement to the holy artifact.
"kill!"
The two roared at the same time.
They are all fighting passionately.
Ghost King Wuya is the heart of revenge.
Zhang Yang is the stimulating boiling of blood. Although it has gradually subsided, there is still turbulence, which makes his desire to fight more than strong.
call!
The rods blessed by the ten divine powers are like billions of junks of power, like a star in the sky smashed down, cracks appear in the smashed void, it is obvious that after he stepped into the ninth level of the touch of the sky, his combat power surged That's awesome.
Extremely powerful.
Unparalleled speed.
The most basic and the most domineering display.
Intrepid like the ghost king Wuya, he is far better than the ghost wind, is a genius who can handle the ghosts and gods, but is still shocked by the power of this blow.
The ghost king Wuya also released without reservation, the black glow all over his body was like a sea, and the immeasurable sword in his hand rained on the sky, killing it towards Zhang Yang.
His sword is equally terrifying.
However, the rain of swords that splashed the sky was torn apart in the hunting wind caused by the smashing of the gods, only the real immeasurable godsword was hit by the gods.
A stick!
The immeasurable sword trembles with a deep trembling sound of the sword, and through the power of the sword, the trembling ghost king Wuya's tiger's mouth cracks, the hand holding the sword is in pain, and the sword flies out. With a muffled sound, he took a step back, and the ground he had trampled on cracked.
"Neither can you!"
Zhang Yang laughed, even though Ghost King Wuya is much stronger than Ghost Wind, he is still much inferior to him at the ninth level of Touching the Sky.
He is excited and wild.
The magic stick came out again.
In short, it's smashing, smashing!
Ghost King Wuya looked dignified, he was terrified that the power of Zhang Yang and touched the sky was so abnormal, and even more terrified at the speed of Zhang Yang, so that he had no chance to dodge or escape.
At a critical moment, he waved his hand and a mirror flew out.
Immeasurable mirror!
This is also from Da Rifeng Market.
when!
The Immeasurable Mirror just shimmered, and before it exerted its power, it was hit by the magic stick and flew out more than three hundred meters.
Ghost King Wuya’s face was hurt by the hunting winds brought by the terrible magic stick, but he himself seized the opportunity of the magic stick falling, opened his mouth and drank, a black light shot out, a small thing quickly enlarged, unfolded, and it was surprisingly A picture.
The picture is full of ghosts.
A hundred ghosts!
This is the ghost king Wuya refining into the body, intending to become the immeasurable treasure of his life.
This treasure does not have the slightest light, but this treasure has great power and great mystery.
The hundreds of ghosts in the Hundred Ghosts roared, roared, and were struggling to get out.
"Or not."
Zhang Yang sneered, holding the magic wand in his left hand and making a fist in his right hand, hitting Baiguitu.
Supernatural power!
This is the divine power that he does not use easily, and it is also the only one that specifically targets souls and the like outside of the ten divine powers.
call!
With a punch, the ghosts in the Hundred Ghosts wailed, retracted one after another and turned into patterns, and the Hundred Ghosts flew out with a blast, and his fist never stopped moving forward.
boom!
Right in the chest of Ghost King Wuya.
Originally, Ghost King Wuya was prepared to fight back with the help of Baiguitu, and he also had this confidence, because one of the secrets of Baiguitu was that one hundred ghosts could be born, and they all possess terrible power. He pulls the Baiguitu into a ghost, and can be suppressed at the worst, so he takes advantage of the trend and moves forward.
Where did I think that Zhang Yang had the power to calm the soul, but I was still fearless.
As a result, this punch containing the power of calming soul hit the chest of Ghost King Wuya.
Ghost King Wuya trembled, a cloud of soul light on his body suddenly disappeared, his eyes straightened, his body stiff, and he slowly fell to the ground.
The soul is destroyed and turned into a walking dead.
Openly grinned: "Unhappy! Unhappy! The soul-suppressing power is really unhappy."
He dissipated the soul-suppressing power, lifted the magic stick, and then rushed in, aiming at the ghost tiger.
The ten supernatural powers still bring energy, fists to the flesh, the look of bones and blood flying is just so enjoyable.
Guihu was already very embarrassed to deal with more than fifty stone wolves. In the face of publicity, how could he contend, and he was beaten to death.
Without him, the remaining ghost guards resisted for a while, and they were all killed by the stone wolf.
Since then, there have been no ghosts and gods in Darifeng Market.
This scene made Zhang Yang barely enjoyable. When he took away the ghost king Wuya, Guihu and other storage bags, he glanced at it and saw the sky above the clouds. There was a fire shadow. Look carefully, it is the fire of Luan Youer. Blazing eagle.
"Hiss~~"
The flaming eagle screamed when he was stared by Zhang Yang, and fleeing frantically.
You know, the ghost city led by the king of ghosts Wuya has fought for so long with the Fengcheng led by Luan Youer, and there is always no difference between the winner and the loser. Now the ghost city is completely destroyed, how can he not scare him.
The flaming eagle flew like crazy, and it flew as high as possible, disappearing into the clouds.
At this height, even if it is publicity, it is difficult to lock it.
The Fire Eagle returns to Fengcheng.
Fengcheng is like fire, the whole body is made of flame stone, and the forbidden method carved on the surface, like a phoenix soaring, faintly echoes the big sun phoenix soaring in the sky.
Rushed into the city.
The flaming eagle trembling, hissed in fear.
This also alarmed Luan Youer.
As the owner, Luan Youer could understand the meaning naturally, and her discoloration could not help but change.
"Zhang Yang releases the holy corpse and enters the ghosts and gods platform?"
"Zhang Yang three strikes to kill Ghost King Wuya?"
"Everyone in the ghost town is wiped out?"
Luan Youer's face was pale and frightened, she felt dangerous, extremely dangerous.
After destroying the ghost city, isn't Zhang Yang's next goal to be Fengcheng?
She rushed into her residence and painted patterns on one side with a phoenix pattern carved in blood.
The pattern glowed, and the wall began to evolve, as if the water was rippling, a hazy figure appeared inside.
Luan Youer knelt down and said hurriedly: "Fengcheng, please help!"
The hazy figure slowly became clear, and what emerged was a beautiful and moving woman. She was invisible to her age from the surface, she was very beautiful, very colorful, more powerful, and her eyes were powerful.
She is the relative sister of Mu Yaotian, the current emperor of Great Xia, named Mu Wanqiu. She is truly infinite, and even one of the imperial imperial families who is close to the saints. She is as famous as the Jinding Holy Land in autumn. The beauties of Jiangqiu have a character for autumn, and they are all talented and unparalleled in combat power.
She is in charge of many secret forces in the empire.
She is in charge of Darifengxu.
"What happened?" Mu Wanqiu said indifferently.
Luan Youer hurriedly recounted what the Huo Lie Shen Ying had seen, and finally added: "Just now I discovered that the Da Ri Feng Ruins seem to have changed. I am afraid that it is caused by the birth of the Holy Corpse. The Heavenly Forbidden Law can only be activated once. I implore the princess to give her the strongest strength and kill Zhang Yang."
Mu Wanqiu snorted coldly: "An ant dares to ruin me for a serious matter, so he should be blamed!"
Luan Youer squatted on the ground, afraid to respond.
Mu Wanqiu said: "Open the ban on the sky, and I will arrange for the Eighteen Emperor Guards to support you."
"Yes!" Luan Youer was overjoyed.
The 18 imperial guards were formed by selected offspring of the imperial family. They accompany a generation of princes to grow up. They will become the shadow guards of the new emperor when the new emperor is enthroned. Before the new emperor is enthroned, they can only practice and obtain the full power of the empire. Support, so each one is powerful and terrible.
Luan Youer immediately started the forbidden law of the sky.
Eighteen Emperor Guards came soon.
The sky-reaching forbidden method was also dim and unusable temporarily.
Luan Youer allocated the eighteen emperor guards, and the nine emperor guards sat at the entrance and exit, guarding strictly to prevent Zhang Yang from telling the secrets of the Da Rifeng Ruins.
At the same time, he transferred back Murong Bai and his hundred silver phoenix war slaves.
The remaining nine imperial guards sit in Fengcheng.
She has to wait for Zhang Yang to throw herself into the net.
It's a pity that she didn't know that the publicity that frightened her was a road idiot.
The flaming eagle flew into the sky and disappeared without a trace. Then Zhang Yang, who was looking for it on the way, lost his way and didn't know where to find Fengcheng.
He was ready to give up.
The earth changed again.
Flame streaks appeared, and his heart moved slightly, and he immediately followed along the direction where the flame streaks converged, and he saw the ghost city that was turned into ruins, and flame chains emerged, and the broken screen was once again intertwined with fragments into a black vortex. Spin, run through the ghost and platform.
Nearly a hundred chains of flames gathered and rushed into it together.
Zhang Yang looked at the heart violently, and whispered: "This is..."