Become a fairy alone

Chapter 5389: Thousand Killings Arena

On the road that must be passed through Ghost Crying Gorge, there are evil winds wrapped in soul-devouring fog on both sides. Countless ghosts and monsters who enter it have been killed.

Every time the immortal-demon battlefield was opened, the immortal army stationed here, which was one of the checkpoints that the ghost army could not cross. The majestic pass across the canyon, with ghosts crying, is the origin of the Ghost Crying Gorge.

However, the Yang Sha Gangfeng in Ghost Crying Gorge does not never stop. Every few decades, the Yang Sha Gangfeng will weaken for a period of time.

Although there was still a breeze, it was not enough to affect the movement of the ghost army. The fog-eating Ganoderma lucidum, fog-cooling grass, Xunyang fruit, and evil yang wandering spirit in the Ghost Crying Gorge became the reason why countless ghosts flocked to it.

The checkpoints where the immortal army is entrenched also pose the most difficult tests because they block the ghosts' needs in this regard.

In the past few thousand years, the Immortal Army City Pass has experienced hundreds of tests of varying sizes, and countless battles with the ghost army.

The majestic pass stood tall, and the mottled walls outside were filled with various claw marks, swords, and axes, showing the frequency and intensity of previous battles.

Outside the city wall, there are seven giant pillars standing, some of which are like the scorching sun, emitting light that is difficult to look directly at.

  Some of them rolled like ripples, and various rhythms came out from time to time. Some of them emitted a blue halo, and there were surging waves inside.

These seven pillars have stood outside the pass for hundreds of battles and have gone through countless tests, like a gateway to the pass. Therefore, the Immortal Army Pass is also called Jianmen Pass by countless ghosts.

As the Yangsha Gangfeng weakened, dark clouds were already rolling outside the pass, and countless ghost soldiers were riding on the clouds and mist, as if a dark cloud was covering the city.

"Seven swords formed a formation to form the gate of this fairy city. Over the past thousand years, they have killed countless ghosts of our clan.

Today, the Yangsha Gangfeng has weakened to a level not seen in nearly 100,000 years. We have been attacking this pass for thousands of years and have made no progress. If we cannot seize this rare opportunity to capture this city in one fell swoop, we will still be in danger of losing our lives at any time if we want to take the treasure here later."

Above the dark clouds, a white-haired old ape stood stroking his beard, with his cloak fluttering behind him. He looked at the portal formed by the seven flying swords with a gloomy look in his eyes.

“This Taixiao Sword Master has killed dozens of powerful men in our ghost world. It is said that since he obtained the Holy Soul Sword Monument from the Sea Soul Palace, his sword skills have been unmatched. He is one of the most promising people in the fairy world in recent years to reach the level of a fairy monarch.

It would be difficult for one or two of us to deal with this beast, we must work together to suppress it. If we can kill it, the benefits will be indescribable."

The other three-legged monster, with a green body and red eyes, stared at the opposite side greedily.

“I’m afraid the group attack method is not very effective. Someone has already tried it in the last war.

The Taixiao Sword Master has already comprehended the Mirage Sword Realm in the Holy Soul Sword Monument. Since his cultivation is not as good as the other party's and he is not proficient in the art of illusion, once he enters the Mirage Sword Realm, he will be caught in a situation of fighting each other.

Five hundred years ago, the Falcon Bone Ghost Immortal and several of his sworn brothers joined forces to besiege the Taixiao Sword Master, but were defeated by the Sea Mirage Sword Realm.

As a result, only the seriously injured Falcon Bone Ghost Immortal escaped, while several of his sworn brothers were killed by the flying swords.

The Falcon Bone Ghost Immortal has not yet recovered his vitality, and is tortured by the sword energy entering his body every day. The Taixiao Sword Master is no longer someone who can be dealt with by a simple group battle."

The other one had a pale face and was a scholar in a green Confucian robe. He was gently waving a folding fan, and he stood out among the ghosts.

"Fighting alone won't work, and joining forces to siege won't work either. So what should we do? We can't just watch the other side entrenched here.

It's fine that my clansmen are blocked from collecting all kinds of treasures here, but if the task assigned by the Ghost King cannot be completed, what will they do when the time comes?" The three-legged red-eyed monster snorted.

"It's not that we won't fight, we have to think of a way. It is said that the War Slaughtering Ghost King has a mid-grade Xuantian-level treasure, the Thousand Killings War Drum.

We can use this drum to set up a thousand-killing war arena. The murderous aura of this war drum can naturally suppress the Mirage Sword Realm, which is also quite beneficial to our ghost clan.

Wuming is a master swordsman, but he is arrogant. If we set up the arena, he will most likely accept the challenge. As long as he is willing to take the stage, he will definitely be doomed. "The white-faced scholar said.

"Your idea is terrible. The Thousand Killings War Drum is the pride of the War Slaughtering Ghost King. How could he possibly give it to us juniors?" The three-legged, red-eyed ghost said disapprovingly.

"That's right. Even if we really borrow the war drum, given the power of the Thousand Killings War Drum, we may not be able to drive it with our cultivation level. And if it comes to fighting alone, who among us can defeat Wuming?"

The woman who had been silent until now said in a soft voice, "Mingyang Scholar, your idea is as bad as it can be."

“You all don’t know that this great weapon of Zhan Tu Gui Jun was damaged in the battle with Hao Fang Yao Jun, and it is difficult to repair. It is useless to Zhan Tu Gui Jun.

However, the Thousand Killings War Drum only caused some damage to the Immortal King, and its power was greatly reduced, but it was more than enough to restrict Wuming.

I heard that you, Ghost Lord Sangyue, have a close relationship with Ghost Lord Tuzhan. If you can go and ask for this item, it shouldn't be difficult. As long as Wuming enters the battle arena, we will have the final say on whether it will be round or flat. "Scholar Mingyang said.

Several other Yuanshen Ghost Body Realm experts also expressed doubts, "Is this true?"

"I'll go ask Lord Ghost." The plump woman, Lord Ghost Lord Sang Yue's eyes lit up when she heard this. She used to be one of the concubines of Lord Ghost Zhan Tu.

Although the Ghost King Tuzhan is fickle, there is still a past between them after all. If the Thousand Killings War Drum is intact, she cannot borrow it. But if it is damaged, it will not be a big problem.

As long as the Taixiao Sword Master Wuming, who is famous in the fairy world, dies on the battlefield, even if she doesn't kill him personally, he will definitely take away a lot of his luck, and the benefits to her are obvious.

"We will just wait for good news from the Ghost Lord of Sangyue." The ghosts including Mingyang Scholar said in a chuckle.

A few months later, the ghost energy surged, and countless bones emerged from the inky black ghost energy. These bones piled together to form a vast and open battle arena. The mountains around the battle arena were continuous.

The Scholar Mingyang, the Ghost Lord Sangyue and other powerful soul and ghost body realm masters fell from the void and landed in front of the bone arena.

“Wuming, I heard that you have killed dozens of strong men with your sword since you took charge of Jianmen Pass, and countless people from my ghost clan have fallen under your sword.

Today, we have joined forces to set up this battle arena, and we want to invite you to fight and see whether your reputation as the Taixiao Sword Master is well-deserved or just a false reputation. I wonder if you dare to step into the arena and fight?"

The scholar Mingyang shouted across the pass, and his voice was so loud that it instantly spread throughout the Jianmen Pass.

"You can't see the Sword Master whenever you want. So many people are challenging the Sword Master to a fight. How shameless!" Xun Yangzi shouted loudly while standing on the city gate.

"This is the famous Thousand Killings Arena in my ghost world. Both sides are fighting fairly. The Taixiao Sword Master has a high level of cultivation, so what is there to be afraid of?" Mingyang Scholar laughed coldly. "Since the various tribes in my ghost world have set up this arena, they will not give up easily. It's fine for the Taixiao Sword Master to fight in this battle. As long as he defeats us, the ghost army will retreat this time.

If you don't fight, I will use this thousand-kill war drum to break through your Jianmen Pass. Wherever I pass, no one will be left alive." The three-legged red-eyed monster said sternly.

"Thousand Killing War Drum?" Just when Xun Yangzi was about to speak out to refute, an indifferent voice sounded.

Then a sword light came across the void and landed directly beside Xun Yangzi. The one who came was the lotus clone.

Viewed with the naked eye, this Thousand Killings War Drum is indeed worthy of its reputation. Even though it has some damage inside and does not look that complete, it is still quite powerful.

It is not easy to directly capture the fairy city with this thing, but the ghost army outside the fairy city is indeed large in number. If they attack with all their strength, it will be difficult to deal with them. The Taixiao Fairy Army under his command will probably suffer heavy casualties.

The Lotus Clone has been operating in Honghao Heavenly Court for a long time, and the most important thing is naturally to improve its own strength.

However, if he wants to have enough influence in the fairy world, his own strength alone is not enough, he also needs to have a sufficiently elite army under his command.

For example, although the evil dragon Motuo of the Dragon Seeking Division was quite powerful, he could not compare with Chen Fufeng in terms of influence.

The two old monsters had disappeared into the Devil's Pond at the same time. The Lotus Clone had not met the original body for a long time, and did not know the specific situation of the original body, but the two old monsters disappeared without a trace, and the speed of the original body's improvement was really shocking.

Now the Lotus Clone is almost at this level. It will be more difficult for him to break through, as he has killed quite a few enemies at the Soul Realm.

Logically speaking, the luck gained from plundering was already enough. It should be a natural progression to impact a higher level, but the Lotus Avatar's sword skills had been improving over the years, but he had always been stuck at the level of Immortal Lord.

In recent years, Honghao Heavenly Court has transferred him to Guiku Gorge to guard the pass in order to quell the anger of Nandan Heavenly Court.

The Lotus Clone killed countless people with a flying sword, and spent more time in meditation in the Immortal City. Although he still failed to take the key step, the Lotus Clone had a better understanding of himself.

The problem was not with his own realm of cultivation, but most likely originated from the Holy Soul Sword Monument. After some twists and turns, he managed to complete the Holy Soul Sword Monument.

However, this sacred object of the Sea Soul Palace had suffered severe damage after being broken into pieces in the early years, and even the main body was shattered, so its luck was severely damaged.

The Lotus clone obtained this item and integrated it into his own swordsmanship. The foundation of the sword monument was damaged, which indirectly affected his own foundation.

He had seen many half-step Xuantian-level treasures over the years, but this was the first time he had encountered a complete Xuantian-level treasure at the level of the Lotus Clone.

That is, the Thousand Killings War Drum in front of him made the Lotus Clone feel very hungry. It seemed that the Holy Soul Sword Monument that he had integrated into the sword path had a desire to devour it.

The Holy Soul Sword Monument represents the supreme sword tradition of the Sea Soul Palace. The Lotus Clone simply integrated it into its own sword art, which does not mean the complete disappearance of this object.

If not for this, the lotus clone who was concentrating on cultivation would not easily appear on the city wall before the war.

"Wuming, do you want to step up to the ring for a fight?" Mingyang Scholar shouted again.

"This ghost treasure of yours is damaged. You are inviting a fair fight in the name of fairness, but you are secretly doing some shameful things.

But I do have an opinion on the Thousand Killings War Drum, which is famous in many worlds. Let's see what methods you have, just use them. "The Lotus Clone smiled when he heard this.

"Sword Master, be careful of these ghosts' tricks." Xun Yangzi advised.

"It doesn't matter. If this Thousand Killings War Drum is not damaged, I will not easily enter it. There is a big gap inside. Even if the other party has some plans, I can withdraw at any time."

The Lotus clone shook his head. Before he finished speaking, the Lotus clone had already transformed into a sword light and flew towards the White Bone Arena in the distance, directly sinking into the gray transparent barrier.

"Haha, you are worthy of being the Taixiao Sword Master who is famous in the fairy world. You are heroic in doing things." Mingyang Scholar and other powerful people in the Soul and Ghost Realm were overjoyed when they saw this. They each turned into a ghost light and entered the battle arena.

At the same time, the ghost fog outside became thicker and thicker, and it was difficult for the naked eye to penetrate the barrier and observe the specific situation inside.

"Sword Master!" Xiao Yu and Guan Yuehe rushed over after hearing the news.

"The Sword Master has entered the battle arena." Xun Yangzi sighed.

"This is obviously a trick of the other party. Why didn't you persuade the Sword Master? Now you have fallen into their trap. These ghosts are insidious and cunning and will definitely not abide by the rules." Guan Yuehe stomped her feet.

"I did try to persuade him, but once the Sword Master makes a decision, he cannot be persuaded." Xun Yangzi looked depressed. He knew this truth very well.

"Aunt Yue, don't worry too much. The Sword Master has fought against countless powerful enemies and his battle experience is far beyond what you and I can match. Since he is confident, even if he can't defeat the opponent, it won't be a problem for him to retreat safely.

We should be careful that these ghosts do not keep their promises and take advantage of the Sword Master being restrained to seize the Sword Gate Pass." Xiao Yu looked at the ghost army on the opposite side who were ready to move, and said cautiously.

"If you want to break through, you have to fill these seven sword gates with corpses." Guan Yuehe is quite confident in the defense of the fairy city.

The seven gates outside the fairy city are the large formation built by the Lotus Clone using the seven swords of Jiuyang City as the framework.

This sword formation was established outside the fairy city. It was broken several times, but was quickly repaired. In the past thousand years, countless ghosts have fallen under the sword formation.

The sword formation has gone through many hardships, and as the Lotus Avatar's understanding of the sword has gradually deepened, it has also been improved. In addition, the Taixiao Immortal Army is trained based on these seven swords, and it is not easy for the ghosts to capture the sword formation.

After all the wars over the years, Honghao Heavenly Court has provided considerable support to the immortal army. Although Guan Yuehe and Xun Yangzi have not been through for long, they can use the sword intent inside the sword formation to defeat the enemy and are not afraid of fighting the ghost clan.

Roar! As the traces in the Thousand Killing Arena completely disappeared, the ghost army on the opposite side kept shouting. It was unknown whether it was to cheer for the ghost warriors who were about to fight inside, or as a prelude to attacking Jianmen Pass.

"There is nothing worse than going back on your word. Are you planning to fight in a round-robin battle?" The lotus clone stood quietly above the bone battle arena, glancing at the group of powerful Yuanshen and Ghost Body realm masters in front of him. The situation was turbulent, but his eyes were calm.

"All's fair in war, Wuming. Now that you've entered this Thousand Killing Arena, don't even think about going back alive today." The Mingyang scholar waved his folding fan lightly, and everything was going according to plan.