Dominator System of Myriad Realms

Chapter 107 Threatening the Ghost King
As light and shadow flickered, several figures had already appeared at the gate of Yuqing Hall.

There are two old men in the lead, a woman as beautiful as a flower, and a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe.

Seeing the middle-aged moment, Zhang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

The suzerain of the ghost king sect, thousands of people go.

As for the rest, they are 'Yuyangzi', the master of Changshengtang, 'Poison God', the master of Wandumen, and 'Sanmiao Fairy', the current head of Hehuan Sect.

At this moment, the Poison God said with a strong smile, "Old friend Daoxuan, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, are you okay?"

Daoxuan's body shook, and he said in a cold tone: "Thanks to you, it's very good."

"Hehe, thanks to Master Cangsong, otherwise we would not have been able to attack Tongtian Peak silently."

The God of Poison stroked his white beard, his tone full of sarcasm.

Following the shouts of killing outside the Yuqing Palace, more than a dozen members of the Demon Sect stepped into the Yuqing Palace one after another.

Among them, some of the elders of the Qingyun sect have seen it.

Qinglong, Youji from the Ghost King Sect, Baiduzi from the Wandu Sect, etc. are all on the list. As for the others, they are all masters of various sects of demon sects.

The roaring and killing sounds became louder and louder. Qingyun Mountain, which used to be like a fairyland, is now shrouded in blood, like a hell on earth.

Daoxuan took a deep breath and calmed down. Today's misfortune came to Xiaoqiang, and foreign enemies drove straight in. This is the most critical moment in the Qingyun sect's history in a century. As the head of Qingyun sect, if he lets this foundation be destroyed in his hands, he will be a sinner. Hell also has no face to face the ancestors.

"Amitabha!"

The divine monk Puhong stood up, pronouncing the Buddha's name with a solemn face.

"Junior Brother Daoxuan, since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over righteousness. I belong to the Tianyin Temple. Back then, I fought against evil spirits with Qingyun Sect. If you are sent, please do so."

Hearing this, Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Tianyin Temple would recede now, and with the help of Puhong Divine Monk, the odds of winning would be higher.

"Demon Cult monster, dare to be so rampant!"

When the Demon Sect attacked the mountain, the heads of all the veins couldn't be hot, Tian Buyi led each of them to sacrifice their magic weapons.

Daoxuan's pale face was full of solemnity, and he said: "The imminent moment is imminent, all junior brothers, you should hold off for a while, and the poor Taoist will go get the Zhuxian sword now."

"Yes, Senior Sect Master."

As soon as the words fell, the first magic weapon of each vein was radiant, and immediately collided fiercely with the master of the Demon Cult.

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In the hall, looking at the white jade steps stained red with blood, Zhang Chen sighed softly.

The beautiful scenery has now turned into this.

Seemingly noticing Zhang Chen's figure, the ghost king looked coldly, and said, "Really Lingyu, I won't see you in ninety days, I miss you very much."

In three months, he searched the Wanbat Ancient Cave all over. Although he found the Dripping Blood Cave, the entire cave was completely changed.

Ghost King Zong spent a lot of resources to open the blood-dropping hole, but he couldn't find the ancient scroll he wanted.

Definitely on him.

"There are too many people who think about my beauty in the prosperous age. One more you is not too much, and one less you is not much."

Holding the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, Zhang Chen's eyes were sharp, and he took advantage of this opportunity to grab the second volume of the heavenly book.

Looking at Zhang Chen, Wan Wan sneered and said, "Last time I didn't have a good time in the Wanbat Ancient Cave, this time let me learn the tricks of Master Lingyu."

"Ghost King, there's no need to fight a kid yourself."

Glancing at Zhang Chen, Poison God said: "We have to deal with the ancient sword of Zhu Xian later, so it's better to let the masters of the sect deal with it."

Ten thousand people stepped forward slowly, and said in a deep voice: "This person's strength is not much weaker than Daoxuan."

After the last battle, he was very aware of the power of the young man in front of him, and he couldn't ignore it.

"Yin-"

The dragon-slaying sword was unsheathed, with a dazzling blue light, and a sharp aura emerged from Zhang Chen's thin body.

The God of Poison narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The robe fluttered, and amidst the flickering lights and shadows, Zhang Chen's figure shot out quickly, slashing down with the dragon-slaying sword in his hand.

The figure of the ghost king retreated, and the two appeared in front of the clear water pool in a blink of an eye.

"Life Gate, open!"

Facing a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm, even though Zhang Chen's strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past three months, he still dare not underestimate the enemy.

The third door of the Eight Doors Dunjia, the door of life opened, and his aura instantly became equal to that of the ghost king.

Thousands of people danced wildly with evil spirits, and Zhang Chen's sword intent soared into the sky.

The energy swept out centered on the two of them, causing ripples on the clear water pool.

"Yin-"

The sound of the sword's cry fell, and Wan Wan raised his hands slightly, the zhenqi barrier collided with the blade, sparks shot out, and the white jade floor under his feet exploded immediately.

Ten thousand people sank into their bodies, their solemnity lifted a bit, their eyes were cold, and they said: "This time, I can't keep you."

"Give me the Heavenly Book, or when the Sword of Immortal Execution comes out, I will specifically pick and kill the disciples of the Ghost King Sect. If you don't believe me, just try it."

I can't do anything to you Ghost King, I can always kill your Ghost King's disciples.

Even if you don't care about the loss of Ghost King Zong, anger can kill you.

"court death!"

As soon as the words fell, the veins on the foreheads of thousands of people twitched, comparable to the breath of the early stage of the second stage of the Nascent Soul gushing out crazily.

Immediately, the evil spirit condensed the palm prints and came out, heading straight for Zhang Chen's chest.

Zhang Chen reacted quickly, with the dragon-slaying sword across his chest.

"Clang!"

There was a sound of metal impacting, and the figure floated back, tens of thousands of people pursued him closely, and all their moves were aimed at the door of his life.

Zhang Chen became more and more courageous as he fought, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand was stronger with each sword.

Opening the Eight Doors Dunjia, the explosive power, the sharpness of the magic-sealing sword, and the bravery of slaying ghosts and gods, even if it is a bit overwhelming for thousands of people.

The aura of the two raged on the clear water pool, and the terrifying aftermath hovered around.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar from the green water pool resounded through the sky, and then a giant beast that was more than several feet tall and covered in scales stepped out of the pool, its vertical pupils filled with a fierce color.

Water unicorn!
Since the death of Patriarch Qingye thousands of years ago, Shui Qilin has been at ease in the clear water pool, and has never really shown his power. Even the battle between righteous and evil at the foot of Qingyun Mountain a hundred years ago, Shui Qilin has never participated in it.

Therefore, this generation of Qingyun sect disciples, including Cang Song, do not know how terrifying the water unicorn is.

The battle between Zhang Chen and the ghost king, and the smell of blood around woke up the sleeping water unicorn, and he was immediately frightened and angry, and he shot in a rage when he stepped out of the clear water pool.

In front of the clear water pool, tens of thousands of people were the first to bear the brunt. Looking at the oncoming water column, they had no choice but to retreat.

However, how could Zhang Chen let him get his wish? The Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand bloomed with green light and slashed down fiercely.

"Tear it!"

The sleeve robe came off the robe, and the corners of Ghost King's eyes twitched a few times. If he moved a row slower, his entire arm would be cut off.

Compared with the last fight, this kid is much stronger.

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