reborn as emperor

Chapter 1029 1029. Immortal! [seventh more]

call!
Following Zhao Qianyang's big hand squeeze, a violent wind gathered in a horrified manner.The big ghost king who was smashed to pieces by Yang Mucheng's punch unexpectedly recovered quickly under countless black mist, as if he was not injured, he once again headed towards Yang Mucheng's position, crushing fiercely!

"This is?"

"not good……"

"Is it immortal?"

Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed in their hearts, and their eyes widened.

even.

Even Yang Mucheng couldn't help closing his eyes at this moment, revealing a hint of astonishment.

"Haha, Old Monster Yang, you didn't think of that!"

Zhao Qianyang smiled triumphantly while holding the Juzi Order. "This big ghost king is immortal..."

however.

What responded to Zhao Qianyang was Yang Mucheng's shocking blow.

Facing the crazy ghost claws of the reborn Great Ghost King and the strong attack of sixteen warriors with perfect spiritual thoughts, Yang Mucheng opened his eyes angrily, and a chill erupted in his pupils.Then, I saw him stretching his arms violently towards the surroundings.

"boom!"

A golden ripple visible to the naked eye rapidly spread out in all directions.At this moment, the attacks of the sixteen warriors with perfect spiritual sense were immediately knocked into the void.

When the ripples spread, a terrifying hurricane emerged from the turmoil.

The elders of the Pure Yang Guiyi Sect were directly blasted out by this hurricane!
more at the same time.

The golden ripples fiercely bombarded the body of the Great Ghost King.

"Boom!"

The big ghost king covered in black scales was directly sent flying by the terrifying ripples, and his body exploded in mid-air in an instant.

All around were dumbfounded.

powerful!
Looking at Yang Mucheng, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

Is this the strength of Old Monster Yang?
With his own power, he stirred up the entire evil way.Even in the face of attacks from all the high-level sects in the second-tier sect, they still acted in an understatement.This kind of strength is enough to make everyone palpitate.

"No wonder he never puts everyone in his eyes! If I can also have such strength, the world is big, where can I not go?"

At this time.

The warriors present all had such an idea.

"Old Monster Yang, do you think you have won?"

however.

At this moment, a cold laughter gradually sounded from one side.

This voice came from Zhao Qianyang!
"what?"

At this moment, everyone was shocked, and a bad idea appeared in their minds.

"Look!"

There was a cry.

Immediately, everyone looked forward in unison.However, it's okay if you don't look at it. Everyone couldn't help but gasped when they saw it.

I see.

The big ghost king, who had been completely exploded by the bombardment, actually recovered in a cloud of smoke.

Moreover, following the Yin Jue pinched by Zhao Qianyang, no matter the hands, feet or body of this big ghost king swelled up like a balloon.In an instant, the whole body grew to tens of meters high, and pieces of black scales emerged from his body.

But in a flash.

This big ghost king has already transformed into a 50 meters high, like a hill, with two sharp horns, blue-faced fangs, and a Jiuyou ghost in a black ghost armor!
"Old Monster Yang, my big ghost king is an immortal existence... If you want to kill him, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"

Zhao Qianyang looked at Yang Mucheng with a sneer on his face.

The warriors around were completely frightened by the scene in front of them.

Under the majesty of ghosts and gods, they couldn't help shivering, and retreated step by step towards the rear.

"How could this be?"

"If this ghost is immortal, who else can kill Zhao Qianyang?"

"This Juzi Ling is really terrible!"

At this time.

Everyone's eyes fell on the Token in Zhao Qianyang's hand.

"It seems that the rumors are true!" At this time, a martial artist in the crowd said in a deep voice.Feeling the suspicious eyes around him, he couldn't help but said: "This Juzi Token is a magic weapon for raising ghosts... According to legend, this Juzi Token is a magic weapon left by a big heavenly ghost when the fairy gate was not closed!"

Big ghost!
All the warriors around took a breath, their faces showing fear.That is the ghost race of the Supreme Realm!

"This Juzi Ling is made of the most yin and evil materials, and it is most suitable for raising ghosts. As long as it is killed by the owner of the Juzi Ling, the soul will be absorbed into it..." The warrior's eyes were full of shock, "There is a fault in the inheritance of Kyushu, and the power of this moment is beyond our imagination!"

Every time this martial artist said something, the complexions of the people around him turned pale.

but.

Zhao Qianyang was getting more and more complacent, as if everything was under his control.

"Old Monster Yang, no matter how strong you are, can you be my opponent?" Zhao Qianyang put his hands behind his back and looked at Yang Mucheng with a smile.It's a pity that Yang Mucheng is wearing a mask, so others can't see his expression clearly. Coupled with the starlight in his eyes, people dare not look directly at him.

Zhao Qianyang frowned secretly, but heard Yang Mucheng's voice came over:

"Is this the big ghost king? In my opinion, it's nothing more than that. It's just an embroidered pillow that's not very useful!"

"Embroidered pillow?"

Zhao Qianyang sneered, and asked back: "You may kill it? It is an immortal existence!"

Yes!

This big ghost king is immortal, if you can't kill it, you will definitely be killed by it!

"Immortal?"

Yang Mucheng shook his head.

"Even if it is really immortal, I will completely destroy it..."

boom!
As soon as the words fell, Yang Mucheng's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a divine light suddenly flashed from the pupils under the mask.

Almost at the same time, Yang Mucheng shot out swiftly and fiercely towards the big ghost king, and even pointed his fist at the big ghost king's blue-faced and fangsed head!
"boom!"

The crackling sound suddenly sounded.

Although, when the big ghost king faced Yang Mucheng's bombardment, he reacted quickly and tried his best to resist it.But Yang Mucheng's punch still smashed it to pieces...

but.

But within the time of turning around, the big ghost king who had already been exploded by the bombardment recovered again under the shocking eyes.

"It's useless!" Zhao Qianyang shook his head, mocking. "I've already told you that the Great Ghost King is an immortal existence, even if you exhaust all your cultivation, you still can't kill it!"

"Is it?"

Yang Mucheng frowned, and said with a sneer:
"Since once, I can't kill it, then ten times!"

"If it doesn't work ten times, then a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times..."

(End of this chapter)