Saint Ancestor of Void Extreme

This vast and ancient figure, which vaguely still maintained the appearance of its former life, was a ferocious ghost in golden armor. When rushing out, the surrounding void was reduced to a ghostland, and the cold wind was howling.

This yin wind is even colder than the yin and evil air, making people feel cold to the touch.

"Sun Yifan, you actually raise ghosts!"

Seeing this golden-armored fierce ghost, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

The growth of ghosts' strength cannot be separated from devouring, especially those fresh souls are a great supplement to ghosts.

Some people with crazy thoughts even use living people to raise ghosts. So in the world of martial arts, raising ghosts is always the same taboo. Even if there is, it is too sneaky to take it out. But who would have thought that Sun Yifan would be so upright in controlling ghosts and killing people.

"boom!"

This golden-armored fierce ghost was full of ghostly aura, billowing with black mist, and was three meters tall. A majestic dark golden armor, with mysterious ghost patterns written on the armor. Although those words are still, they exude an inexplicable aura, which makes people daunting.

"Beiliang Heavenly King, die for me!"

Sun Yifan shouted angrily.

At the same time, the golden armored ghost swung his right hand, grabbed a pitch-black halberd and slashed towards Chu Jingtian directly.

"Oh my God!"

Seeing the appearance of this golden-armored fierce ghost, some timid people ran away in fright.

Even some strong men from the four realms couldn't help trembling slightly.

This is the emissary of the Grandmaster of the Four Realms...

Some people seem to have seen the scene of Chu Jingtian being cut to death by this golden-armored fierce ghost, he must be doomed!

"It's really stubborn, death is not a pity!" Chu Jingtian snorted coldly.

He raised his head slowly, with a cold light in his eyes.

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might spare your life."

"But not only did you not, you dared to threaten me! If I don't let you die, how can you eliminate the hatred in my heart?"

"Is this golden armored ghost your reliance?"

Chu Jingtian said slowly,

Step forward.

Under everyone's shocked and puzzled eyes, he slowly raised his hand and patted forward. I saw a giant cyan palm like a cloud dragon probing its claws, directly emerging from midair. When it first appeared, it was only a few inches in size, but when it fell, it was already three or four feet wide, and when it was hanging on the head of the golden-armored ghost, it was already a radius of ten feet, like a giant spirit turned upside down on Buzhou Mountain, crashing down!

"Squeak!"

The golden-armored fierce ghost who rushed forward released infinite black light from the pupils, turned Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, and slashed a ghost light several feet long, blasting towards the giant palm.

But Chu Jingtian didn't even look at it, he raised his palm and pressed down.

The moves of the golden-armored ghost were shattered by this palm, and even under the eyes of everyone, it was like a flying mosquito being slapped to the ground by the giant palm from mid-air.

"Boom!"

The whole ground trembled.

When the shot fell, there was a gust of wind visible to the naked eye, blowing around the warriors watching the battle, and everyone turned their backs on their backs. These warriors got up from the ground in a panic and hurriedly looked forward.

I saw that Fang Tian's painted halberd of the golden-armored ghost had already been shattered by a palm, and his feet were pierced into the ground several inches deep, and there were dense cracks around the feet. Holding up the giant palm with both hands as if supporting the sky, it actually made the giant palm that was smashing down with such force come to a halt.

"Hold on?"

"This golden armored ghost is too strong..."

Seeing this scene, everyone was speechless.

With Chu Jingtian's palm, even a mountain peak could be smashed out of thin air, and this golden-armored fierce ghost actually stopped it alive.

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nbsp; "Heavenly King of Beiliang, do you think this ghost emissary I raised is so easy to deal with? Hehe, this is just the beginning!"

Sun Yifan smiled coldly, and his hands suddenly joined together in front of him, forming an extremely weird curse mark. At the same time, he started chanting words, no one could understand what spell he was chanting, sometimes it was like whispering, sometimes it was like a woman crying, sometimes it was like an old woman cursing, it made people's scalp numb and goosebumps all over their body.

But this is not the most important thing, the most terrifying thing is that as he chanted the spell, the body of the ghost envoy grew wildly at this moment.

"boom!"

Sun Yifan took a deep breath, the tip of his tongue trembled, and he yelled out:

"Yeah!"

Before everyone could react, they saw the figure of the ghost emissary soared by three points, and his strong muscles almost burst the wide armor. The armor burst out like locusts and rocks. In everyone's incredulous eyes, the body of this golden armored ghost has more than doubled.

And the giant palm pressing on him was also stretched away bit by bit!

"Heavenly King of Beiliang, why bother?"

Sun Yifan slowly folded his hands, this kind of secret method was very exhausting, even he was panting slightly at this moment. But he was in a very good mood, and looked at Chu Jingtian with a sneer.

"If you accepted my good intentions, you wouldn't be in the situation you are now. But when I came out with a golden-armored ghost, I couldn't turn back when I opened my bow. Not only you will die, but everyone present will have to be buried with him!"

Once the matter of raising ghosts is leaked, he will become a public enemy in the martial arts circle and fall into the situation of being hunted down by everyone.

So he can only do one thing and keep on killing people.

"what?"

"Sun Yifan, how dare you..."

A warrior scolded coldly.

But before the words were finished, a ghost envoy jumped out of Sun Yifan's arms, the blade slashed, bringing out a gloomy light, and under the terrified eyes of everyone, the warrior's head flew up, blood gushing like a fountain.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Even at the same time, several black shadows jumped out, each of which was a fourth-order ghost. The body is condensed, as if covered with a layer of black ghost armor, each head is not inferior to the red-clothed old ghost that Chu Jingtian refined before.

These ghost emissaries rushed out like tigers entering a flock of sheep, rampaging and unscrupulous, no one could stop them.

"Haha, none of you can escape."

Sun Yifan stomped his feet fiercely, and with a wave of his right hand, he saw eight streaks of black light. The black lights were actually skeleton heads, they didn't fall down when flying in the air, and a cold light flashed in the dark eye sockets.

"Eight Gate Soul Locking Formation!"

Sun Yifan shouted in a deep voice, his mana circulated to the extreme, and a large black light suddenly shot out from the eye sockets of the eight skull heads, completely sealing off this space. Those fleeing warriors collided with the black light, but were unable to break through, and were bounced back again.

"Take Sun Yifan and force him to let go of the formation!"

With a thought, some warriors directly charged towards Sun Yifan. But when he opened his mouth to spit out, another blue-faced fang flew out of his throat, and the wolf-headed ghost guarded him by his side.

The ghost envoy held two sabers, brought up a piece of forest light, and beheaded the two warriors who rushed to kill them in the air.

Seeing this scene, everyone was horrified in their eyes, and boundless despair arose in their hearts.

"Hehe, Heavenly King of Beiliang, do you regret it?"

Sun Yifan grasped the situation and continued to focus on the golden armored ghost. Supported by all his mana, this ferocious ghost has already grown to seven or eight meters in size, like a hill, and its body has condensed into a substance, no different from a real person's body.

"What do you regret?"

Chu Jingtian chuckled.

Ignoring Sun Yifan's gloomy complexion, he shook his head and said:

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p; "Just because you are a ghost, are you worthy of making me regret it? With all your strength, a ghost that can only block my palm is also qualified to make me regret it?"

"Beiliang Heavenly King, you really don't know good from bad! Today, I will let you see what is the power of ghosts and gods!"

Sun Yifan's eyes were full of coldness, and he shouted:

"Kill him for me!"

At this moment, the already huge figure of the golden armored ghost increased by three points in this instant. It was even bigger than the palm of the hand, and the ferocious ghost let out a roar, wrapped its arms around the giant palm, and exerted its ghost power to the extreme.

Rumble!

There was only a loud sound resounding, and the giant palm condensed by Chu Jingtian's mana, blood, and true energy was actually smashed to pieces by him.

The huge uncontrolled energy suddenly exploded from the void, turned into a cloud ring, and spread out towards the surroundings!

At the same time, the golden-armored ghost suddenly opened his right hand, covering Chu Jingtian's head. His palm is more than one zhang in size, even if it is not as big as before, it is still very terrifying. If he caught it in the palm of his hand, he would probably be crushed like a matchstick.

"You dare to call yourself the power of ghosts and gods just because of your stuff? It's a laughing stock!"

Chu Jingtian shook his head slowly.

He didn't make any movements, his body trembled, and a black shadow suddenly rose. The black shadow didn't leave his body, as if attached to Chu Jingtian's body. Everyone looked forward in horror, only to see that the appearance and figure of this black figure were almost exactly the same as Chu Jingtian.

"what is this?"

As soon as such an evil picture appeared, it immediately caused bursts of exclamation.

Only Qin Haoran's body trembled, his eyes full of horror.

This is the Undead Demon God Festival!

When Chu Jingtian used it for the first time, he was still in Wanmoyuan. At that time, his cultivation base was not high, and his phantom was illusory and blurred, which made people look down on his face. But now his strength is many times higher than that at that time.

The phantom of the demon god condensed in this undead demon god sacrifice is almost carved out of the same mold as him.

"Roar!"

When the phantom of the demon god appeared, the golden-armored ghost came to kill with a roar. But Chu Jingtian was expressionless, turned his right hand over, and raised his palm again to take a picture.

"Boom!"

The rushing golden-armored fierce ghost was immediately patted down by the giant palm. The golden-armored ghost's eyes closed, and he stretched out his arms again, trying to hold up the mountain-like giant palm.

"Boom!"

There was a loud, earth-shattering sound, and the golden-armored ghost's body sank, smashing into the ground from below its knees.

What's more, this giant palm didn't mean to stop at all, and it was crushed head-on. Amid horrified gazes, he pressed the golden-armored ferocious ghost, which had soared to a height of more than ten meters, under the palm of his hand.

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't resist the power of this giant palm until he was crushed to pieces.

Boom!

Under the shocking gaze of countless people, Chu Jingtian's palm landed on the ground. The terrifying palm wind brought a hurricane-like power and swept away recklessly. Everything around was crushed, and when Chu Jingtian withdrew his right hand, there was only a deep palm print left on the ground.

While Sun Yifan was dumbfounded, Chu Jingtian said lightly:

"Did you see it? This is the power of ghosts and gods!"

ps: Thank you 152******70, Wandering Tianya, 130******06, Mengxi, people are not calm but the heart is dead, and the six big guys who are flying like a horse for their rewards...

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