It seems that a second has passed, and another hundred years has passed. Time, at this moment, has no concept.

The black light ball broke away from the hands of the Yin Ghost King, and between the sword fairy's hands, a huge long sword with countless runes flashed from the blue light column, landed on top of his head, and flew out against the black light ball in his long drink.

Zhuang Lin on the ground suffered an undesirable disaster. He wanted to hide, but lost control of his body. In the encounter between the two non-human beings, he flew backwards like a leaf, flying dozens of meters in the air, and finally fell nearly a hundred meters away from the Blood River.

Lying on the ground, he wanted to get up, but the bones in his body seemed to be shattered and could not support them at all. Then, his head was dizzy and the whole world fell into darkness.

In the sky, the inhuman war began to enter a state of white heat. The immortal-like sword immortal instantly disappeared from a distance. When he appeared again, the person had already reached the huge skeleton. In his hand, a long sword lingered in green light and slashed towards the Yin Ghost King.

From the place where he just stood to the place where the Yin Ghost King was, the distance was more than a thousand meters. He almost crossed this distance in an instant. I am afraid that even the powerful monks in the secret realm could hardly achieve this speed. This speed was several times the speed of sound.

If you look at the simple and unpretentious moves with your naked eyes, they will almost be random chopping. However, in this move, there will always be a stream of gorgeous green light flowing out from the void, just like the rainbow after the rain, extremely dazzling.

On the other hand, the Yin Ghost King had a ferocious long sword in his hand. Black mist was swept across the blade. When the long sword slashed, countless ghost heads would always rush out of the blade, roaring, ferocious, and rushing towards the sword immortal.

The long sword in the sword fairy's hand slashed away, and a dazzling sword light flew out. In just a moment, all the ghost heads flying out of the long sword were annihilated.

"Hmph, I still haven't made it so much. Is it like this six thousand years ago and it's still like this now. Haven't you comprehend one or two new moves?" After annihilated all the ghost heads with one sword, the sword immortal floated between the void, and said coldly as the long sword pointed.

"Sword Immortal, you forced me, then, today, you will go to hell." The Yin Ghost King was angry and angry, and almost roared.

In the sound, endless anger surged into the sky, and the huge skeleton under his feet suddenly jumped into the sky from the sea of ​​blood. Until this time, the true face of the huge skeleton appeared, and it turned out to be an existence similar to a dragon.

Of course, compared to the dragon in Zhuang Lin, this huge skeleton is many times larger, and the aura on the body is dozens of times, hundreds of times larger than a dragon.

This huge skeleton, pale bones, surrounded by black mist, flew incredibly in this void, carrying the Yin Ghost King to the sky.

In the sky, black mist surged, covering the entire sky, and the whole world came into darkness. In this darkness, a huge portal emerged from nothingness, and on this huge portal, there were countless hideous ghost faces carved.

The huge portal slowly opened, and a terrifying shadow came out from it, like the god of death, and the whole world was trembling.

"Just-shaped tricks. If what you summoned today was the projection of the God of Death, maybe you might really leave me here. A phantom of the God of Death also wanted to hurt me, and I was delusional." Seeing the shadow coming out of the huge portal, the sword fairy snorted coldly.

"Since you are so stubborn, then let me die." A cold snort came from the sword fairy's mouth. As the sound echoed, a green phantom broke out from his body, and another him transformed into the void.

Unlike the so-called phantom, he, who escaped from his body, was lifelike, and even the expression on his face was exactly like a real person.

"You have actually cultivated this external incarnation. Have you taken that last step in six thousand years?" When I saw a sword immortal, the Yin Ghost King completely changed color, and there was a hint of fear in his voice and shouted hysterically.

"Hmph, how could that last step be taken so easily? In this big world, there are only two people who have taken that step in tens of thousands of years." The sword immortal stood in the void, with a sneer on his face and spoke.

"Slay" With the sword fairy's long shout, the other sword fairy that walked out of his body raised the long sword in his hand and disappeared instantly.

With the Yin Ghost King as the center, up, down, left and right, and in all directions, countless phantoms appeared. There were countless sword lights mixed between the phantoms. This was the phantom left in the void when the speed reached the extreme.

The Yin Ghost King above the huge corpse waved the long sword in his hand like crazy.

However, no matter how crazy he was, every minute and every second, the wounds on his body were increasing, and the huge corpse under his feet, the black mist bones, were cut off one by one, falling from the void.

In another direction, the phantom of the Death God who walked out of the huge portal also fought with the incarnation that came out of the Sword Immortal's body.

Although the Phantom of Death was wearing ink armor and holding the Scythe of Death in his hand, it was indescribable, but the Phantom was a phantom after all. Facing the powerful incarnation of the Sword Immortal, it was infinitely suppressed from the beginning, and could not even cause any trouble to the incarnation of the Sword Immortal.

These were almost two unequal wars. The phantom of the god of death was first defeated. The heart was pierced through the green light, and the mighty body gradually turned into black mist and returned to the huge portal.

On the other side, the figure of the sword immortal finally appeared in his sight. The long sword in his hand came out of his hand, flashing in the flowing light, disappeared in the air, and then appeared again. By the time it appeared, it had already penetrated the body of the Yin Ghost King.

"No..." Amid the desperate and unwilling howl, the Yin Ghost King's body began to decompose with the wound as the center, and a trace of black mist floated out and turned into nothingness.

"A thousand years of evil thoughts have finally come to an end." Looking at the black fog that had returned to nothingness, the sword fairy sighed and said slowly.
Chapter completed!