Campus belle's cultivation master

The fierce wind of hunting almost condensed into a black mist to block out the sun, in which the chaotic ghosts were whistling, twinkling, entangled and expanding, and the sharp and shrill wails were endless.

This is the top martial arts of the ghost witchcraft sect, which is full of ghosts and demons. It is refined by the resentment of countless people who died miserably. Today, it is used by the old ghost of Wushan and other powerful demigods, and its power is even more terrifying.

Every wisp of black gas spread like the ferocious tentacles of a huge monster, and the miasma contained can even corrode steel.

"Sacrifice your ancient artifact and die!" The old ghost of Wushan looks like a Jiuyou devil. His bloody cheeks are twisted and ferocious. His eyes are full of scarlet blood. He roars and pushes his palms forward.

The strange black fog spread all over the sky moved violently, and the dense ghosts also convulsed and struggled in the extreme pain. Then the frightening force converged into a majestic black river, carrying endless resentment across the sky, just like a huge disgusting worm, rumbling away.

The shrieks and howls that make people feel numb and numb resound through the mountains and ravines. The ghosts imprisoned in the black river are twisting and roaring, and their faces are gloomy and terrifying, male or female, old or young, but without exception, they are full of cruelty.

This is the last ray of resentment before his death. He is no longer mentally intelligent. He is the most vicious and cruel. Maoshan school calls him "Sha".

Gradually, the dense ghost entangled and torn, condensed into a huge sinister face, leading the black river formed by the endless bitterness of the dead, opened the towering mouth that spread for tens of meters, bared its sharp fangs, and swallowed it to the young man opposite!

Full of martial arts strong people look up at the sky, body trembling, cheeks with extreme pale. Those who are not strong minded and less powerful are even paralyzed on the ground, curled up in a ball, and scared into incontinence and tears.

"The evil method of the ghost witch sect is so terrible!"

"This... This is simply not the power that ordinary people can have. How can Lin Zixuan come next?"

The thousands of elders and deacons of Tianlan sect are all cold at the moment, and their hearts are full of sadness and despair.

The Lord yuan Luochen is not good at his own skill. The old ghost of Wushan is in trouble. Is it the end of Tianlan immortal sect today?

"Alas." Sun Zhong, the eldest husband, no longer holds any hope. He chokes his wrist and sighs with a bleak look. "Lin Zixuan died for Tian LAN. After today, there will be no more grudges and disputes..."

"Shut your crow's mouth, my husband will be fine!"

Gongsun Zhong's body suddenly stagnated. He turned his head in amazement and looked at the saint Zhang Biyao not far away.

I'm over 100 years old. You scold me. Do you know any etiquette?

It's a pity that Zhang Biyao didn't pay any attention to the meaning of this old thing. Her eyes were fixed on the rampant ghost on the void, and her lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

Her two white and tender hands hidden under her fur robe clenched quietly. Because of too much tension, her fingernails even penetrated into her delicate palms, and her blood trickled along her fingers.

"Sir, sir, you can't do anything... Otherwise, ah Yao won't live..."

The wind is howling and the shadows are heavy. It's like the end of the day, the whole sky is dark.

"Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha! What are you going to take to fight against the supreme magic of the ghost witch sect? " The old ghost of Wushan laughed wildly, with thick black fog all over his body. He looked like a ghost. "Damn little dog, you're going to die!"

The fierce wind blows on my face like a knife. Facing the evil face, Lin Yu slowly raised his pale palm and opened his five fingers.

"You want my life? I'm afraid you can't afford it... "

His calm and handsome cheek was chilly, and at the same time, two small black whirlpools whirled in the bright pupil.

Boom!

As vast as the vast sea of smoke, the ink Lingli soars to the sky, cleans up the four fields, sets off waves, and sweeps away on the sky. A little closer to the ghost evil spirit, there is no resistance, a little touch will be broken, scattered into nothingness.

Wushan old ghost's crazy grin gradually converges, staggers backward two steps, in the scarlet blood eyes, clearly filled with unprecedented panic.

His body trembled, and an unspeakable amazement appeared on his wrinkled cheek: "how... How..."

Click! Click! Click

With the sound of cracking, there appeared a ray of cracks in the space around him, which spread like a spider web, making the field of his demigod force have a tendency to collapse.

"Don't you want to see the most powerful means of the Buddha?" Lin Yu slowly raised his cold face, with a smile of disdain in the corner of his mouth, "this skill, may I kill you?"

As he spoke, his arms suddenly opened, and his palms seemed to hold ten thousand tons of weight, inch by inch, slowly raised.

Boom!

In Wushan old ghost's terrified gaze, the huge black magic wheel slowly rose from behind Lin Yu, quietly rotating.

Among the mountains and gullies, countless practitioners stare at this vision, all of them are so scared that their hearts and souls are broken.

"Then... What's that!"

Before that, everyone thought that the biggest card of Tianjiao linzixuan should be an ancient artifact, but it turned out that everyone was wrong!

The black magic wheel is nearly 100 meters high, and the mysterious runes are stacked on it. It looks like the gate of the nine hell, and faintly exudes the soul stirring power of swallowing.

The sinister face that roars in drags the huge tail made by the resentment of innumerable creatures, which is opposite to it. At that time, it is strangely twisted, and it has the trend of turning around and running away.

The ghosts struggling among them, the shrill wailing is more acute, and they collide wantonly in fear, trying to get rid of the shackles and chaos.

"Ah The old ghost of Wushan threw the sleeve of his robe like a madman and roared with a roar of fury, "little dog! Don't bluff in front of me. Go to hell

Space trembles and cracks interweave. The sinister face no longer hesitated, carrying endless power impact and down, and the rising black magic wheel collided.

The two terrible energies collide and erode with each other, and the deafening explosion rumbles. The great energy sweeps the earth like a river pouring backward. All the energy along the way is blown into dust, bringing up the earth waves and dust.

At this moment, time seems to stop. Darkness, endless darkness. In a moment, it was like being torn by a big hand. The deep night, the bright light on the sky, turned into cascading ripples, rippling in all directions