"ghost" When Ding Xiang saw a real ghost, his cognition was already confused.
He was trembling all over.
He looked at a group of ghost soldiers with lanterns and said in a trembling voice: "What should we do?
No matter how powerful Ye Shaoxia is, he is still a mortal body.
How can he fight?"
After surviving these ferocious ghosts, it’s over, we really shouldn’t have come to the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.”
A group of heavily armored ghost soldiers laughed loudly and said: "The ghost soldiers with lanterns have already been dispatched, are you still afraid that this kid will not die?
Over the past thousand years, there have been so many strong men from the human world who have wandered into the ghost realm, and not one of them has been able to survive the ghosts with lanterns."
Finish this level" Ye Yang stood there, his breath calm, and said with a faint smile: "That's just because the practitioners who entered the ghost realm are not strong enough."
"Don't be arrogant, kid, just take the move."
A group of ghost soldiers carrying lanterns roared and surrounded them.
There were about hundreds of them.
The green flames on the ghost lanterns condensed into mist and filled the air, like tentacles.
In the blink of an eye, they tied up Ye Yang's arms and legs.
It's so tight that you can't move at all.
"Haha, you know how powerful our will-o'-wisps are, right?"
There was a clamor, and a capable ghost soldier held a lamp and laughed at Ye Yang.
But Ye Yang also laughed, and suddenly all the energy in his body burst out, and he shouted: "Bold kid, get out of here!"
The flames expanded as if they were exploding.
The green mist was like a will-o'-the-wisp, but Ye Yang knew it well.
It was just a trick to deceive the world.
It was not a will-o'-the-wisp, but a condensation of earth energy.
Deep in the ghost realm Underground, the earth element is very abundant, so people in the ghost realm either practice the scorching hell fire, or practice this powerful earth element.
Coupled with the richness of the ghost energy, the martial arts of the practitioners in the ghost realm will naturally appear.
It’s unique.
Pieces of will-o'-the-wisp energy fell to the ground, making a crackling sound.
Ye Yang looked at the ghosts, holding the Green Soul Sword in his hand, with whirlpools of flames flying around him.
He smiled slightly and said: "If you want to imprison me with just this little effort, , then you are looking down on me too much, right?
Now it’s my turn, take the move."
The blade of the sword was raised, flames bloomed, and whirlpools of flames surged out, sweeping up all the ghost soldiers with lanterns.
Ye Yang spread his fingers, suddenly closed them, and shouted: "Kneel down, all of you!"
“Bang bang bang” The flame cyclone suddenly shrank under Ye Yang's prompting, imprisoning the legs of each lantern ghost soldier.
Immediately, these ghost soldiers, all of whom were at the ninth level of the earth, knelt down one after another.
Their legs were trapped tightly, and the flames Burning, howling in pain, each one cried and shouted: "Young hero, spare our lives, we don't dare to do it anymore, young hero, please spare our lives."
Ye Yang smiled brightly and grasped the power very accurately.
These flame cyclones were only enough to burn the ghost soldiers, but they would not kill them.
In fact, they would only break their protective aura.
"You spineless guys, you have completely lost the face of Ghost Realm.
You are such a worthless thing.
You are so worthless."
Fu Jun was furious and looked at a group of kneeling ghost soldiers with lanterns.
He roared angrily: "Stand up, keep fighting, kill this brat, how can a mere human trample our Xiaoyao Realm?
You guys Where has the dignity of being a ghost gone?"
Unfortunately, a group of ghost soldiers with lanterns were still wailing.
No one dared to disobey Ye Yang anymore.
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In their eyes, the handsome young man in front of them was a god-like existence.
If he dared to disobey again, he would die.
At this moment, the sound of a flute suddenly came from the distance, floating in the night sky, just like the sound of a life-threatening flute, very tragic.
"What the hell?"
Ye Yang turned around and looked.
I saw more than a dozen sedan chairs floating in the night sky.
The sedan chairs with bright red curtains were floating in the night sky without anyone carrying them.
"Hahaha, you're dead, you're dead."
Mr.
Fu laughed loudly and said, "The ghost sedan chair is here, boy, you are doomed today, hahaha."
Seeing Fu Jun's madness, Ye Yang's heart was pounding.
What on earth were these ghost sedans?
He could vaguely feel that there was an aura of power in each sedan that was no less than the power of the starry sky, which was about the level of the third level of the starry sky.
These dozen ghost sedans are so weird, I don’t know what is hidden inside.
Ding Xiang's face became even paler, and the wind was messy, and he whimpered: "It's over, it's the ghost sedan chair that the ancestors once carried.
These are the life-threatening kings of hell in the Hall of Hell.
Oh my god, I thought they were the ancestors."
They scare us with the legends.
We didn’t expect that there really is a ghost sedan.
Ye Shaoxia, be careful.
Once you are dragged into the ghost sedan, you will definitely die.”
"brush"
In the breaking wind, a bloody sword light shot out from a sedan chair.
Ye Yang saw it clearly.
He swung the sword edge and made a "ding" sound, and forcefully shattered the sword light.
Sure enough, even his arms were a little sore and numb.
If there was someone hiding in this ghost sedan, then this Human strength cannot be underestimated.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen ghost sedans launched an attack together, with swords blazing everywhere.
"Brush brush brush" The sword lights were intertwined, and no matter how strong Ye Yang was, he would not be able to withstand so many attacks by himself.
"Puff" sounds were heard continuously, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sword lights penetrated Ye Yang's body and tore it into pieces.
"Hahaha, die, die well, die well," Mr.
Fu laughed.
A group of ghost messengers also laughed jeeringly: "I thought this kid was indestructible, but it turns out he can be killed, hahaha, well done."
Ding Xiang sat on his knees on the ground, tears swirling in his eyes: "Are you really killed?
I told you long ago that Wangui Cave is not a place where you can come just when you want.
If you don't listen, boy, please be okay.
Even if you die without a whole body, who can collect the body for you and me?
I’m sorry to heaven, and I’m sorry to my parents.
It’s really frustrating to just die in the underworld.”
At this moment, suddenly, there was a huge fire in the sky, and the three ghost sedans suddenly caught fire.
"Ahhhhh" The scorching star flames started to move, and in a blink of an eye, the outer fabric of the ghost sedan chair was burned away.
Inside, there was a person sitting upright, with his body supporting the entire ghost sedan chair.
The man was covered in starry sky armor and was screaming miserably as he was burned by the star flames.
Incessantly.
"Ah, young hero, he's not dead yet" Ding Xiang was overjoyed.
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Right above his head, Ye Yang held the Green Soul Sword and slashed it down suddenly.
"Hong Hong Hong" fire swords fell on the ghost sedan chair.
Then, Ye Yang suddenly threw the Green Soul Sword out.
"Bang" The sword blade went straight into the earth and penetrated the rock formation.
Ye Yang danced with his palms and shouted: "Suppress the Dragon!"
"Hong Hong Hong" Dragon shadows emerged from the ground one after another.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen ghost sedans were all broken.
They fell to the ground covered with injuries.
They were no longer mysterious.
They were just a group of ghost realm practitioners controlling the sedans.
And , although his strength is tyrannical, he is destined to be subdued when he encounters an unparalleled powerhouse like Ye Yang.
"Gudong" His throat suddenly twitched, and looking at Ye Yang's handsome figure in the sky, Fujun suddenly knelt down on his knees, knelt down before Ye Yang, and shouted loudly: "Young hero is so powerful and majestic, from now on you will be the master of our Xiaoyao Realm, You are our king”: