Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 740
The old man who raised the ghost stepped out in one step, and the space shrank into an inch, and the distance of tens of thousands of meters was reached in one step.

He stood in the sky above Tianhe City, a gloomy light filled his body, and the oppression made the air suddenly drop
"It's a Taoist who raises ghosts, he's going to do it."

In Tianhe City, many powerhouses gathered together with heavy eyes.

The ghost-raising old man has long been famous in Tianjiyuan. Thousands of years ago, the sage made a move, but he escaped and is still alive and well.

Today, although they are not yet sanctified, they are the top group of powerhouses under the saints.

"Tianhe City is refined by a sixth-rank peak inscription pattern master. Although he has not yet become a saint master, he has already become a saint in martial arts. Even a saint would need a few days to break through. No matter how strong this old man who raises ghosts is, he will never No match for a saint."

On the city wall, there is a man wearing golden armor, erupting with holy energy all over his body, with endless sharpness, and he still has great confidence in this city.

"Don't be careless. The ghost-raising old man still has a corpse puppet. It's hard to guarantee that Tu Sheng didn't leave him a trick." A green robe exuding holy spirit said humanely.

But at this moment, a joking voice sounded, saying: "I really don't understand the emperor's dynasty. It's just a butcher, but it has been delayed until now. The Musheng palace is also full of waste. Several saints can't beat a butcher!" Holy, the Emperor still needs to intervene."

Suddenly, everyone looked at a young man with folded arms, his brows were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm.

"My lord, Tu Sheng is not an ordinary saint. I'm afraid he has reached the state of consummation, and he is not as easy to deal with as you imagined."

The green-robed man was the quasi-sage of Musheng Palace, and he felt displeased when he heard the young man's words.

If it wasn't for fear that he was the younger generation favored by a prince of Emperor Mu Xing, if he was so presumptuous, he would have slapped him away long ago.

You know, only saints can be called princes.

"Useless is useless, so don't make any excuses to cover it up."

The little prince chuckled, and didn't pay attention to the green-robed man.

Outside Tianhe City, there was endless turmoil.

"Heavenly Yin Ghost Collapsing Hand!"

At this moment, the old man who raised ghosts was already using his powerful martial arts to break through the formation. He slapped his hands away, and the wind gusts, and the palm prints turned into black holes, and immediately hit the large formation protecting the city.

The old man who raised ghosts was worthy of being one of the three quasi-sages, and his casual palm was ten times more terrifying than zhangshan quasi-sage's full force.

During a burst of shaking, the large formation of the city moat burst into several cracks in an instant.

The ghost-raising old man didn't give the big formation time to repair, and stretched out his withered palm like an eagle's claw, shaking the mountain in an instant, and the big formation cracked and collapsed one after another.

"Hurry up, use all your strength to launch the formation, and don't give the old man raising ghosts any chance."

Seeing that the ghost-raising old man was so powerful, they also panicked.

In mid-air, the old man who raised the ghost kept clapping his palms, and the holy power seemed to flow endlessly, each of which made the guard tremble crazily.

"This kind of strength, except that he has not survived the Holy Soul Tribulation, his strength can be compared with the weakest saint."

Lu Feng was also very surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a strong man hidden under Tu Sheng's command. He was even stronger than Wu Qingtian, a martial artist he had seen before. No wonder it gave Mu Xingdi such a headache.

"We're here to help you too!"

At this moment, the other three quasi-sages shouted loudly and rushed away.

Although they are not as good as the old man raising ghosts, they can't be underestimated if they work together.

Under the joint efforts of the four quasi-sages, the momentum was earth-shattering, countless mountain ranges split apart quickly, and even the long river was cut off.

Lu Feng's eyes moved slightly, staring at Tianhe City, the quasi-sage's destructive power is too great, and this large formation protecting the city won't last long.

"If you push with all your strength, you can persist for another two days. As long as you survive these two days, you can wait for the saint to rescue you."

The man in golden armor in Tianhe City had a gloomy complexion.

Originally, it was thought that relying on the large formation to protect the city could delay ten days and a half months, but in the hands of the old man raising ghosts, it was difficult to last even two days.

After a whole day of bombardment, the three quasi-sages needed to pause and stop their hands to recover their holy energy, but the ghost-raising old man didn't need it. This shows the gap between them.

Boom!

There was a thunderous commotion, and Tianhe City had long been dilapidated. With the palm of the old man raising ghosts, the space quickly reversed, turning into a screaming force and collapsing a corner of the city again.

"One more day, hold on to the last day, the saint is already coming!"

The man in the golden armor roared wildly in his heart.

However, the old man raising ghosts would not give them this day, he frowned, and murmured in his heart: "It's almost there."

He swung his sleeves away, a burst of black light burst out, and suddenly expanded into a huge nine-curved black lotus. The nine-petal blade slowly rotated in the void, and jets of jet-black light blasted away crazily.

This nine-curved black lotus is far from comparable to Wantai's. It covers the entire city. I am afraid that even if the quasi-sage is trapped, he will be wiped out instantly.

Click!

The nine-curved black lotus landed on the large formation protecting the city, and pillars of light shot up into the sky, the twisted vortex reached the limit and split, and the power of the sky poured down.

At this moment, the moat formation was cut apart like tofu, and with the rotation of the nine lotus, almost half of Tianhe City was blown into a ball of powder.

The formation was broken, and huge cheers erupted from the side of the pilgrimage city.

The Tianhe City side fell into a panic, and the man in the golden armor looked extremely ugly.

Once there is no protection of the city, they have to go out to fight, and it is very likely that they will lose this stronghold, which is an unbearable loss.

"kill!"

But he couldn't allow him to think too much, the hoarse voice of the ghost raising old man sounded, and he grabbed the palm forward. Amidst a burst of screams, at least hundreds of people were instantly reduced to dust.

Seeing this, Lu Feng also clicked his tongue. The power of this top quasi-sage is almost comparable to the destructive power of a saint.

"Old man who raises ghosts is really powerful. If you can take refuge in my Emperor Mu Xing Dynasty, as long as you can make great military exploits, the emperor will definitely help you survive the holy soul tribulation."

The man in the golden armor appeared in front of the ghost raising old man, with a burly body, holding a battle gun, and showing a cautious expression.

The greatest hope of every quasi-sage is to become a saint, and he doesn't believe that this old man who raises ghosts won't be moved in the slightest.

What he said is true, the emperor is already a strong ancient sage, if he is willing to pay a big price, he can make the quasi-sage at the peak [-]% sure to break through the holy realm.

But he miscalculated.

The ghost-raising old man had no expression on his face, no expression in his eyes, and did not answer. His body flashed, and a palm containing majestic holy power shattered the ten thousand-meter space, and fell forward.

There was a loud bang, and the man in golden armor stepped back, and a palm print filled with cold air appeared on his chest.

"You are really strong, but if you want to win this Tianhe City, you must first pass my level."

The man in the golden armor was also a pinnacle quasi-sage. When the spear exploded, a long rainbow pierced out, and the void shattered in response, like a shooting star passing by, and fell fiercely towards the old man raising ghosts.

"on!"

The other three quasi-sages were not willing to be lonely, their holy power swept up and rushed straight.

Boom!

From Tianhe City, which was only half in ruins, there were also several quasi-sages who greeted them and fought together directly.

There is almost no difference in the number of quasi-sages between the two sides, and the rest is the fight between the subordinates.

"Eliminate Tianhe City!"

Wan Shuai was the first to lead the army to Tianhe City. Surging golden light burst out from his body, turning into a huge saber, splitting the void in front of him in half, and immediately hundreds of people turned into blood mist and exploded.

Hundreds of thousands of horses gathered together. Under the leadership of various commanders and generals, the momentum was monstrous, almost densely packed and occupying a large space.

The fighting spirit rises vigorously, and anyone who sees it will be terrified.

"on!"

Lu Feng glanced at the battlefield like a millstone, then turned his head to look at the tiger and wolf army, and waved his hands forward as if a fighting spirit rose from one body.

(End of this chapter)