Otherwise, it is impossible to suppress a ghost Lord who is comparable to a half-step fairy.
Otherwise, it is impossible to suppress a ghost Lord who is comparable to a half-step fairy.

Otherwise, it is impossible to suppress a ghost Lord who is comparable to a half-step fairy.

Thought of here, Zhuge Liang couldn’t help secretly surprised that what strength this demon ancestor had in its heyday, just a remnant left in Qinglong broadsword had such terrible strength that it could fight a fairy in half a step.
"hey!"
Step closer to the ghost Lord, Zhuge Liang cut off the Qinglong broadsword in his hand, and suddenly cut off the ghost Lord’s body.
But this is not a fatal injury to the ghost master who has the level of half a step fairy. The two mutilated bodies are folded together and restored again, but his soul body has become more bleak.
"Hey!"
Long Touzhang hit the sky, the red spar in Longkou flashed, and a sharp edge went straight to Zhuge’s dull head.
"broken!" Zhuge drank lightly before he lit his mouth, and two iridescent lights came out of his eyes, smashing the edge.
Blue knife mans fly out, aside, suddenly and violently. Ghost Lord waved Long Touzhang in his hand accordingly.
Long Touzhang collided with the knife mans, accompanied by a crunchy sound of "click", and the red spar contained in the Longkou was broken and burst like broken glass. This red spar seems to be the key to this Long Touzhang. The spar is fractured, and Long Touzhang is also split in two under the knife awn.
"poof!"
Knife mans will ghost Lord’s half shoulder off, ghost Lord miserably hum 1, stumbling backwards out, soul body flickering, compared with just now, seems to be more bleak.
"Shit!" And this time, Zhuge is not bright in the heart is also dark shout a loud, he felt his crazy power is gradually weakening, slowly passing. He knew that this demon ancestor’s residual thoughts only helped him for a while, and now the obviously limited time is coming.
When Zhuge gritted his teeth, he tried his best to urge the Qinglong broadsword in his hands, and a loud dragon song came from the Qinglong broadsword. The dragon knife turned into a thousand-meter-long dragon. The dragon was like a solid, with a thick body like a mountain, blue scales flashing with a faint luster, and the dragon head was high, and it suddenly rushed towards the ghost master.
"ouch!"
Tsing lung wagged his head towards the ghost master, and Zhuge felt a sense of collapse at the same time, but he fought back and didn’t show it.
The ghost master finally changed his color completely at the moment, pale and embarrassed, and frantically mobilized the soul force in the body, condensing a milky white mountain in front of him, trying to stop this dragon.
At the same time, the ghost master’s body began to distort like a reflection in the water, and his body gradually became blurred.
He tried to escape!
"wipe!" Zhuge secretly gritted his teeth before dawn and clenched his fist.
"Boom!"
The wagging dragon crashed into the mountain condensed by the soul force, and the mountain was shattered under the impact of the dragon, but in the end it didn’t catch up with the ghost master, watching the ghost master disappear in the same place.
Qinglong sang a long song and returned to Zhuge’s dim hands again.
Holding the Qinglong broadsword backhand, Zhuge sighed with a long sigh. At this moment, the demon ancestor’s residual thoughts have disappeared from his body and returned to the Qinglong broadsword. Zhuge didn’t shine brightly, but the essence of the mountain flashed. Just now, when the demon ancestor was possessed, Zhuge didn’t shine with great heroism. If the ghost master didn’t run fast enough, Zhuge might really be able to slay a half-step fairy today.
"I depend. How did you let him get away? It’s useless. " Gutong came up and said disgruntled.
"It’s not easy to beat him away." Zhuge not bright said with a wry smile, eyes glance, saw Yamaraja and Yan Jun two brothers.
Come into contact with the various ge not bright eyes, Yamaraja Yan Jun immediately a thrill of soul. Just now, Zhuge Liang’s fierce power against the ghost Lord was witnessed by them, and they were able to draw with the master of the ghost world and scare the other side away. This strength is by no means something they can compete with.
Yamaraja and Yan Jun brothers look at each other, but they fall back, ready to escape.
"Cut ~ ~" Zhuge light with a snort, suddenly take a step forward, towards Yamaraja and Yan Junchong.
"Go!"
Two people yelling at each other, turned around and flew desperately towards the sky, and filed an extremely soul force to flee for life.
"Hoo!"
Zhuge shook his hand before dawn and knocked out the plank brick, which turned into a golden light stream and flew out. At the same time, Gu Tong also received an order from Zhuge Liang that he would throw the seal in his hand.
"bang!"
"bang!"
Two flips, the plank brick and the sky seal were thrown high, which directly hit the back of the head of Yamaraja and Yan Jun’s two brothers. The two men staggered and almost fell from mid-air.
Zhuge stepped forward without a bright step, and the Qinglong broadsword was cut out horizontally, and a blue knife was cut across the square. Yamaraja and Yan Jun were directly cut off by a stretch, just because they were soul bodies, so there was no blood floating out.
Zhuge Bu Liang and Gu Tong rushed up at the same time, stepping on Yamaraja and Yan Jun.
"Don’t … don’t, don’t kill us!" Both of them have been scared to death, and they are struggling violently. In this case, they have no way to reshape the soul body.
"Do me a favor, buddy." Zhuge smiled, raised his hand and put it on Yamaraja’s head, and began to deprive him of his memory. He still doesn’t know where the reincarnation road is. If pressed, I’m afraid these two grandchildren won’t tell the truth, so they might as well just deprive them of their memories.
"ah!" With a scream, Yamaraja’s body twitched violently. Without a moment’s effort, Yamaraja’s eyes wandered, and his memory was deprived by Zhuge’s lack of light. At this moment, Yamaraja is undoubtedly like a stupid baby.
Zhuge Liang sneer at 1, lift a shock, and crush Yamaraja’s soul completely. On the other side, Gu Tong also raised his big feet and shattered half of Yan Jun’s soul into wisps of smoke.
"The reincarnation road is two Wan Li away from here." Zhuge said before dawn, staring at the distance.
Next, Zhuge Buliang directly collected the twelve bronze warriors such as Gu Tong into the magic city of mixed times. In order not to panic the Zhuge family who were hiding in the magic city, Zhuge Buliang directly placed them in the phoenix flower forest and asked them not to show up.
Pack everything properly, Zhuge didn’t bother to take care of some residual ghost immortals who were still hiding in the distance and flew towards the south of the ghost world.
There are many cities and villages around this Yan Magic Ridge, but because of the war between the ghost world and hell, these cities and village heads were baptized by war and have now become broken. Zhuge didn’t light up and didn’t want to stay here. After a little inspection, he left.
For almost half a day, Zhuge came to a surging Yellow River before dawn. The excrement-yellow running water was swift and stinking, and the air was filled with an unpleasant stench. This yellow river is the real yellow river, far from the yellow river at the foot of the mountain.
In the sky above the Yellow River, thick clouds rolled and dark lead clouds gathered together, faintly revealing a strong depressive atmosphere.
In this lead cloud, a vortex like a cosmic black hole covers this world, and it is like a giant mouth of a demon, which seems to devour the world. Just standing under this black whirlpool gives people a sense of oppression.