Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 88: Yinsha Cult
The Imperial Palace of the Fog Kingdom was even more eerie and terrifying than what Zhang Tianliu saw before.
Ghost shadows filled the sky floating in the black mist, and powerful evil spirits let out ghostly howls.
On the ground, groups of walking corpses were wandering aimlessly. Many broken corpses and broken bones were piled nearby, and some mutated ghost beasts were biting the corpses.
In the collapsed palace hall, the Ghost King sat on the dragon chair. With every breath he took, the yin energy he was looking at was spit out, forming a black mist floating into the air.
No one knows how terrifying the Ghost King is today, because no one dared to challenge it as early as half a year ago!
In the past, everyone only thought that he had the strength in the early stage of returning to true nature, but as he kept fighting, he found that he had reached the middle stage of returning to true nature, and then kept fighting, and found that he had reached the late stage of returning to true nature!
One step away is Yingtian!
Who dares to be hot?
Only the old guys from the four major sects, or the National Master, General Yu Qiong and other figures can fight against him.
As for the Holy Emperor, there is no doubt that he will win.
The leader of the Fog Country is no match for him alive, and even less so dead.
But they either maintain their identity or have other important matters, and they will not come to this ghost place to deal with such a trivial matter.
A group of people were able to arrive in front of the main hall of the Fog Kingdom Palace right under the nose of the ghost!
"The rumors are true, this ghost king's corpse is really terrifying." It was Dai Yezong who spoke.
Mr. Su Zheng walked up to him and looked at the Ghost King in the dilapidated palace with deep fear in his eyes. He said softly: "Sir, please look at the door behind him. It is where the Ghost Gate is, and the edge of the Ghost Gate is The bronze frame is the back of the dragon chair. The two seem to be connected, but in fact they have no connection with each other."
Dai Yezong frowned and stared at the Ghost Gate for a long time. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. He shook his head and said, "No, I didn't see it..."
Speaking of this, Dai Yezong felt a wave of air coming from behind him. Before he could react, he was hit by a palm and threw himself into the hall. When he was hit by the palm, he could not detect Su Zheng. The gentleman quickly picked up something on the ground and stuffed it into his belt.
At the same time, the Ghost King became furious and rushed towards Dai Ye Zong with a roar.
"You..."
Dai Yezong didn't understand why Mr. Su Zheng did this. The Ghost King had turned into Black Wind and rushed in front of him. He couldn't allow him to question Su Zheng. He could only condense his true energy with his palms and slap it at Black Wind. The figure paused, but Dai Yezong spurted blood from his mouth and flew out.
Although he flew out of the hall, the Ghost King obviously had no intention of sparing him and turned into a black wind and swept towards Dai Yezong.
Dai Yezong roared, his robes bulged, and the Yinsha cloak on his body was shattered. In an instant, all the ghosts woke up and rushed towards him at the same time. His powerful protective energy showed its essence. While keeping distance from the Ghost King, he slapped his palms in all directions, shattering countless corpses and ghost beasts that rushed towards him. At the same time, he asked angrily: "Su Zheng, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Dai Yezong, although we have no enmity or grudges, on the contrary, you have shown kindness to me, but the blood feud of Zongtian Mansion to destroy my Yinsha Sect is irreconcilable!" After saying that, Su Zheng turned around, and at the same time, The six swordsmen who followed them turned around at the same time, and walked to the dragon chair with Su Zheng. Each of them took out a jade bottle from his waist, and dripping red blood fell on the dragon chair. In an instant, the dragon chair began to tremble. , cracks appeared in places stained by blood.
The ghost king's claw-like hands easily cut through Dai Ye Zong's protective energy, leaving a **** wound on his left shoulder. The wound slowly turned black, and the blood that flowed out actually turned dark green. .
Dai Yezong knew that he had been infected by corpse poison. If he did not stop exercising, the corpse poison would soon spread throughout his body. Even if he could run away, he would still be dead!
Dai Yezong kicked away an approaching evil corpse, turned over and landed behind a huge half-section of a stone beam. He immediately picked up the stone beam and crashed into the approaching Ghost King.
The moment the Ghost King smashed into the stone beam, Dai Yezong pressed his fingers near the wound to control the spread of the corpse poison. He did not dare to fight, and pushed the broken stone powder back to the Ghost King with a palm wind .
As soon as the Ghost King opened his claws, a gust of wind blew the gravel powder to the left and right. Just when it was about to tear Dai Ye Zong into pieces, a "click" sound behind him made it stiffen!
Under the erosion of blood, the cracks on the dragon chair finally broke open, and rays of light appeared inside the bronze. Then wisps of gas came out of the cracks. As the gas passed by, the cracks on the dragon chair became more and more. Soon it covered the entire chair and spread to the back of the chair that imprisoned the ghost gate.
The ghost king was so angry that he howled again and again, ignoring Dai Yezong and pounced on Su Zheng and others, which relieved Dai Yezong's pressure.
Without hesitation, Su Zheng led a group of people into the ghost gate, leaving the ghost king to miss.
Dai Yezong felt very uneasy when he saw this, but he couldn't stop it. What's more, the ghost king was so angry when he saw Su Zheng entering the ghost gate that he attacked him again. He could only run away!
The ghost king pursued him relentlessly and did not stop even after jumping over the palace walls.
Hearing an angry roar behind him, Dai Yezong was shocked. Looking back, he found that the Ghost King, covered in black smoke, had actually chased him out of the palace!
Since the appearance of the Ghost King, many strong men have fought against it, leading to the realization that the Ghost King will not leave the palace!
But this time it is obviously different!
It seems that because of the damage to the dragon chair, it has lost its obsession with protecting the treasure, and it wants to tear Dai Yezong's accomplice into pieces.
Dai Yezong escaped desperately. He rushed over the ancient city wall, ignoring the craftsmen and guards who were building the wall. He jumped to the top of the wall and disappeared into the mist outside the wall.
Before the craftsmen and soldiers could react, a gust of black wind passed by. The craftsmen and soldiers who could not avoid it were killed and injured. Looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuuan. com was screaming for an instant.
At night, Zhang Tianliu and Boss Mo came to practice martial arts near Yin Niang Temple again.
"The veins in my legs have been opened, but I seem to have been injured a little. It hurts when I get lucky." Boss Mo said after running for a while.
Zhang Tianliu had noticed it a long time ago, but he just ignored it to see how long Boss Mo could keep pretending.
"My offer is half a million gold." Zhang Tianliu rolled up his sleeves and said.
"A free meal, cure or not." Boss Mo looked sure that Zhang Tianliu was convinced.
Zhang Tianliu despises, strongly despises!
If it weren't for the fact that the Wushan Sect would have a master in charge in the future, he would have kicked this guy away.
With one move, Zhang Tianliu not only healed the tendons in Boss Mo’s legs, but also cured all the minor injuries he had suffered these days due to damage to his Qi.
"Sure enough, it's much easier." Boss Mo took a few steps, jumped, and then started the Wind Step again.
Zhang Tianliu also practices swordsmanship on his own. Today, his control over his body is improving day by day, and his swordsmanship is impressive, but unfortunately, it is just superficial.
But this is not the case at first. Practicing martial arts never happens overnight. Of course, if you practice Liuying Sword until it is as pure as fire, you will have achieved this pass. With the foundation, you can practice other sword techniques, footwork, and even other techniques in the future. Kung Fu will be easier with fists and kicks.
Zhang Tianliu stabbed straight with his sword. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword made a slight afterimage. Then the afterimage shook bigger and bigger. It was difficult for others to distinguish the real sword in the shadow of the sword. Zhang Tianliu could see it clearly. Chu.
After practicing one sword technique ten times, Zhang Tianliu stopped to rest and just lit a cigarette when he suddenly heard a ghostly cry from the distance. He subconsciously turned his head and looked, his pupils shrank, and a halo suddenly appeared. The halo of light rotating along the edge of his pupils seemed to help Zhang Tianliu focus. In a moment, he could clearly see the form of Qi three miles away, and he was so surprised that the cigarette fell out of his mouth.