Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 976

"Ghost clan...how did you do it?" Looking at the ghost clan in front of him, the Supreme Elder of the Blade Sect turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The monster army alone has made him helpless, and he can only watch the disciples and elders of the Blade Sect die with the enemy by choosing the method of self-detonation.

However, the appearance of the ghost clan now almost broke his will, and his dilated pupils were full of despair.

"Jie Jie! What do you think of old things?"

"Don't you really think that by uniting those small forces and families of the human race that are not noticeable, you can compete with my ghost clan? It's a joke!" The ghost general and strong man sneered.

"Go, my child, and devour the souls of these human gods to your heart's content. The so-called human race is nothing but ants born by heaven to let my ghost race evolve." After finishing the words, he waved them out suddenly.

"Hoohoho!!!"

"Howling, howling!!!" Immediately, the ghostly aura covered the sky, turning the whole nothingness into a gray mist, without any space for color.

The ominous ghosts in the ancient realm and the realm showed their ferocious sharp teeth, and their pupils were full of greed.

"What? What the hell is going on here?"

Buzz buzz! !Also at this moment, the faces of many Blade Sect disciples and elders changed drastically, because their life weapons trembled violently, sending out a sense of fear.

Not only that, at this moment their hearts trembled, and an extreme sense of fear welled up from the bottom of their hearts.

As the gray ghostly aura poured over the sky, as the terrifying roar sounded, many people's hairs stood on end, feeling a chill.

"Is that a ghost?"

"Not good! That's the ghost race..."

"Damn it! How could this be? Could it be that the eastern or southern battlefields have fallen?"

Many disciples screamed when they saw fierce ghosts and grieving ghosts killing them, their wide eyes were full of fear, and there was no trace of blood on their faces.

Over the years, the ghost clan has been aggressively attacking the east and south of the Blade Sect, trying to slaughter all the gods and occupy the entire Blade Sect.

But under the strong counterattack of the crowd, even though they couldn't repel the ghosts, they still remained in a stalemate.

However, they never thought that the army of ghost clans that should have appeared in the east or south would appear here now. After all, only the ghost clans have attacked from the west and north in recent years.

"Could it be that the old suzerain and the others lost?" A disciple suddenly screamed loudly, showing a look of panic.

"What? The old suzerain lost?"

"No...it's impossible! The old suzerain will not be defeated!"

"That's right! Although he is old and doesn't have the courage of the past, he is still a strong god king, and he has been king for many years, so it is impossible to lose so easily, unless... unless the ghost clan dispatches not only a A ghost king." An elder said in shock.

The Blade Sect was ranked second in the Seven Sects not only because they were craftsmen, but also because of their profound background. Whether they were the previous suzerain or the modern suzerain, both of them were god-king powerhouses, and they were stronger than Xingguan and Lei Guangxuan. People become kings earlier.

The attack of the two races of demon and ghost alarmed the old suzerain, and he even brought some troops to guard the east and south of the Blade Sect to prevent the army of ghosts from entering the Blade Sect.

The modern suzerain is responsible for guarding the west and north sides, confronting the monster army, and now that the ghost tribe appears here, the only explanation is that the old suzerain has lost!The ghost clan is about to enter the Blade Sect!

Thinking of this, no matter the disciples of the ancient gods or the elders of the realm, they all felt extremely hopeless, and their minds seemed to be completely overwhelmed by the evil laughter of the monster race and ghost race.

"Jie Jie! When did our ghost clan say that there is only one ghost king who attacked this time? How can a mere group of ants know the background of our ghost clan?"

"That's right, our ghost race was indeed not as good as your human race back then, but the terrifying battle between the monsters cost you many powerful people, while our ghost race took this opportunity to continue to grow and surpass your human race."

"Stop talking nonsense! None of them can escape today! Soon this world will no longer belong to the human race, and will be ruled by the three races of demons, demons, and ghosts!"

Puffy! !The ghostly aura is raging, countless grieving ghosts and fierce ghosts fight out with their teeth and claws, coupled with the fierce fighting of the monster clan, hundreds or thousands of disciples and elders of the Kung Fu Blade Sect fell in just an instant.

"Could it be that the Dao of Heaven really wants to destroy my Blade Sect and my human race?" Standing in the highest emptiness, the Supreme Elder looked down at the blood-stained ground and corpse-strewn battlefield below. He cried out in grief, as if there was an invisible beast Big hands are tearing his soul apart, thousands of ants are gnawing at his heart.

It's not that he doesn't want to make a move, but that he can't make a move at all. If he could hold on to the idea of ​​death and fight to the death before, then he is now at the end of the road.

A peak monster general and a peak ghost general are by no means something he, a peak god general, can compete with. Besides, monsters and demons of the same level are already above humans and gods.

At the same time, there was a man on the battlefield who was fighting like crazy, his whole body was already covered in blood, his blood eyes were filled with terrifying bloodshot eyes, he held a short blade, and shot out a sharp aura.

"Damn it! Fight them!"

"What about the monster race? What about the ghost race? Don't want us humans to succumb!" He looked crazy and let out a roar full of hatred.

He turned out to be the descendant of Elder Mo Yang. Mo Yu, whom Wentian knew at the beginning, did not expect that his cultivation base had reached the peak of the ancient gods.

Of course, let alone one peak ancient god, even if a hundred or a thousand ancient gods reappeared today, they would not be able to distort the universe and change the entire battle situation.

"You're looking for death! The ants of the ancient gods, I can crush you with just one hand!"

"Roar!" A fierce monster roared, and when it roared, he swung the monstrous beast claws and crushed it down.

In an instant, a terrifying power enveloped Mo Yu, causing his face to change suddenly, only the short blade in his hand buzzed, as if he was struggling.

"Boundary monster!" Looking at the huge monster claw that was crushed down, he muttered in a daze, and a strong sense of unwillingness welled up in his heart when he was desperate.

He hates himself for not being strong enough!

He hates that his talent is not as good as the son of the sword, the son of the five elements and other geniuses!

He hated himself for not being able to slaughter all the ghosts, demons, and demons with his own hands!
"If it were Brother Lin, with his talent and strength, he would be able to suppress and kill this demon with a single stroke of his hand!" For some reason, facing death, the figure of Wentian appeared in his mind.

Because of this, he showed a bitter smile, as if he had accepted his fate!
"Senior Brother Mo Yu, run away!"

"Monster! Stop it!" Not far away, many disciples and elders rushed madly, screaming heart-piercingly.

But the fierce monster who shot still looked disdainful, as if his shot was nothing more than crushing an ant to death.

"Buzz!" But at this critical moment, the void somewhere on the battlefield suddenly split, and countless regular forces and space forces surged, finally condensing a slender figure with fluttering white clothes and long hair.

(End of this chapter)