C3135 Ghost Slaying Emperor
C3135 Ghost Slaying Emperor
Jia Luo's main body cried like it was crying. A pitch black ghost shadow suddenly released a ghost aura long knife and abruptly chopped down.
How terrifying was the Martial Emperor's attack!?
If they really did fall down, then most of the wraiths surrounding the mountain would die or be injured!
"Hmph, if you want to beat me up, then go up!"
"Underworld army, annihilate these Ghost Clan!"
He used boundless ghost aura to form a giant shield, blocking Jia Luo's blade, and then rushed up to the sky.
"Hmph, tea time, I, Jia Zhuo will definitely behead you today!"
Jia Luo's ghostly shadow also rushed forward.
For a time, the battlefield was left to the two armies.
The evil spirits surrounding the Mausoleum of Peaches roared as they charged forward, just like wild beasts from hell.
"Lu Kui, Ming Yue, you guys follow the Ghost Clan army and fight together, I'll go watch from above!"
Ling Tian's feet shook and he disappeared from the spot.
"Humph, so it was you bunch of bastards who captured my Abba. I, Lu Li, will kill you all!"
Lurker had been impatiently waiting for a long time, he raised the ancient Emperor Armament Great Halberd and rushed down, it was even fiercer than a ghost.
Under the situation that the Martial Emperor s did not participate in the battle, with the participation of Lurker and the rest, the Ghost Clan's combat power still held the advantage.
But in the end, the only thing that affected the outcome of the battle was still the victory between the Martial Emperor s.
Ling Tian arrived above the blue dome of heaven.
With Jia Luo, the million strong Ghost Clan army, and his own concealed aura, it seemed like this Shen Zhu really didn't notice the arrival of Ling Tian and the others.
Moreover, Jia Luo also said that although this Ming Si was strong, his aura couldn't surpass the eighteenth level of hell.
As a result, they did not know that Ling Tian and the rest were here.
Jia Luo also said that he never thought that Ling Tian would come so soon.
And the battle between the two Martial Emperor s, was extremely terrifying.
Shen Nu and Jia Luo didn't keep their combat power, and they fought until the space split apart, wailing like ghosts and howling like gods.
Although Jia Luo looked delicate and weak, he wielded a Ghost Emperor Armament long knife. Each slash carried the might of endless laws and was incomparably violent.
However, that Shen Chuan wasn't weak either.
Even though Jia Luo's combat power was much larger than it was six hundred years ago, the divine tea did not stop.
His tall and sturdy body was like a mountain, and he wielded the Long Spear's giant shield in his big hands, killing Jia Luo and retreating from time to time.
It seems that Jia Luo is no match for him.
This scene, made Ling Tian feel rather surprised.
Obviously, Jia Luo had prepared quite a lot for this day, but the other party seemed to be even more so.
And this so-called tyrannical strength of the Eastern Martial Spirit Emperor also caused Ling Tian to place importance on Ming Si in his heart.
Since the First stage were already like this, then it could be imagined just how strong the next three stages would be.
Bang!
Puff!
The two Martial Emperor s fought a great battle in the sky for three hundred rounds, but in the end, Jia Luo's long knife was still no match for Shen Nu's spear shield, and it was struck down by the shield.
A mouthful of black blood spurted out.
This Jia Luo of the Martial Emperor was actually injured just like that!?
"Hehe, Jia Luo, Jia Luo, I admit that your Ghost Weep training is beyond my expectations, but it seems like this Ghost Clan's ancient cultivation method is only mediocre."
"You are so pitifully weak. With just this level of combat power, you still dare to come and act presumptuously at my Peach Blossom Mountain? You are truly courting death!"
"Die! From today onwards, I, Ming Si, will take over the 18 Hells!"
"Your good days have come to an end!"
Shen Wu smirked, the hundred thousand foot emperor soul on his back, as the Long Spear stabbed down.
He wanted to kill Martial Emperor in one shot!
"Damn it! Ling Tian, you have watched enough for three hundred rounds! "
Looking at the descending spear, Jia Luo howled out in blood.
"Mm!?"
However, this scene also startled Shen Chuan.
Ling Tian!?
Why did Jia Luo suddenly call out that name?
Could it be a coincidence!?
However, before Jia Luo's voice fell, a figure suddenly stepped out of the Void.
"Heh heh, if Your Highness doesn't say anything, how would I dare interfere?"
"I also did not expect that you would be no match for this First stage!"
The figure chuckled.
However, in the instant that the voice rang, he suddenly made his move. The Immortal Sword in his hand was unsheathed, and thousands of stars condensed to form the Emperor Star Sword as it soared into the sky.
Clang!
An explosion.
Spear and sword collided.
A thousand kilometers of Void had collapsed.
However, what caused Shen Zhu's face to change greatly was that not only was his spear blocked, the terrifying power from the Sword Intent swept over like a tsunami, and actually forced him to retreat!
The existence that had suddenly appeared was actually stronger than Jia Luo by no means!
What was even more terrifying was that this person was actually a Human Race. From the looks of it, this person only had the cultivation of a quasi-emperor.
"Ling Tian, you are the Ling Tian from Human Race!?"
"You actually came to these eighteen levels of hell!?"
The God of Tea, the Ghost Emperor, roared in succession, his face full of surprise and suspicion.
"Hur hur, what, are you surprised?"
"Or perhaps, you've already thought of letting me come, right?"
Ling Tian held the Star Sword and walked forward.
Shen Zhu could be considered a good opponent, and was much stronger than ordinary Martial Emperor, but he was under the vast sky.
On the combat power, it should only be slightly weaker than Haotian's clone.
But to Ling Tian, it was not a threat.
"Jia Luo, so it's you!"
"You actually dare to bring them into the Eighteen Hells? I think you've hardened your heart to oppose Ming Si!"
That divine tea cup roared.
"Humph, I've already brought over a million of Ghost Clan's elites, do you think I've made up my mind?"
"Ling Tian, cut the crap with him. Let's join forces and eliminate him as soon as possible!"
Jia Luo rushed over at this time, the ghost head long knife in his hands continued to hack down.
"Hmph."
Ling Tian snorted, and the two sword slashes continued to descend.
With Jia Luo on the left and right.
The 'tea' from before was just a little stronger than Jia Ruidao.
Now that Ling Tian had joined them, the balance was out of balance, which was the same as facing off against the two Martial Emperor s.
If not for the time it took to brew a cup of tea, he would be defeated.
"Damn it, Ling Tian, now that you've entered the Eighteen Hells, you're only here to die!"
"I'll wait for Ming Si to kill you in this hell!"
The God of Blood wept blood as he continuously retreated. He actually wanted to flee.
"Humph, don't worry. If you really have the ability, I will accompany you anytime."
Ling Tian unleashed another Eight Extreme Heaven Punch, suppressing that divine tea cup.
"Cooperating with Jia Luo was your worst decision, haha!"
"Help others!"
That Shen Chuan already knew there was no hope for him to escape.
"Enough of your rubbish. The Ghost Emperors of all four directions will be killed. As for you, you are merely the first. Disappear!"
"Weeping Ghost Blade, Destruction!"
At this time, Jia Luo had brewed an astonishing divine ability. After a full ten breaths of time, the long knife descended, and millions of souls condensed the divine ability. It was terrifying to the extreme.
"No, no!"
That divine tea cup roared, unwilling to perish.
But this cut from Jia Luo was too terrifying, as if it was the only thing left under the firmament.
Bang!
The blade landed on the Ghost Emperor's body, and the Ghost Emperor was killed in body and spirit, disappearing from this world.
Dust billowed as the blade beam tore through the sky and appeared above the group of ghost and evil spirits' heads. For a moment, the evil spirits and the ghost army were dumbfounded. 3
Such a powerful divine ability caused the sky to collapse.
"The Celestial Tea has fallen, the Ghost Clan's War God, exterminate all of these Nether Realm trash!"
Jia Luo dragged the ghost tower down to the peak of Mount Taoshan.