Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 244: The Two-Horned Ghost King
Nie Zhaonan did not answer when he heard this, but just smiled slightly.

While Nie Zhaonan and the other two were communicating through voice transmission, the black-robed man on the opposite side was also observing them.

"Why is there one person missing? Did he go to get reinforcements?" A man in black robe saw this scene and asked in surprise.

"We are just missing a female Jindan cultivator. It won't be a big deal. With the speed of Jindan cultivators, it will take more than a moment to get back to Tianyi City." Another person glanced coldly at Nie Zhaonan and the other two, and said in a cold and hoarse voice.

It was obvious that these two people were of very high status. They talked without any scruples next to the leader of Yinluo Sect, without even using the art of voice transmission. Of course, these words fell into the ears of Nie Zhaonan.

It was naturally impossible for Song Yu to ask for reinforcements, but his cultivation was too weak and his body was not in good condition, so he was not suitable to participate in the next battle. So he was sent to the Zixiao Cave by Nie Zhaonan to recuperate.

"Master Fang, do you want to take action against me?" Nie Zhaonan raised his eyebrows when he heard the conversation between the two men in black robes.

The leader of the Yinluo Sect also came to his senses at this time. The black energy on his body suddenly dissipated, revealing a young face that looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, but his complexion was extremely pale, and his eyes were flashing green light, looking extremely weird.

"I will give you one more chance today. As long as you hand over the Guiluo Banner, all the grudges between you and our sect will be written off." The face of the Yinluo Sect's leader changed several times, but out of fear of Nie Zhaonan, he still took a step back and said.

After all, Nie Zhaonan easily killed two cultivators at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage in the battle, so it was impossible for him not to be afraid, otherwise he would not have summoned all the guardian elders who came to Tiannan here.

The spiritual power displayed by Nie Zhaonan just now was incredibly powerful. Even though he had been in a high position for hundreds of years and had experienced countless ups and downs, he temporarily gave up his original plan to surround and kill him.

"Master, how can you do this? Are you going to let Protector Song's life and death feud just go like this?" The black-robed man questioned in a hoarse voice, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Upon hearing this, the other men in black robes looked at the Yinluo Sect leader with unbelievable eyes, their faces green.

As one of the ten great demon sects in Dajin, when have they ever given in like this? If today's events were reported back to Dajin, wouldn't they be regarded as demon leaders?

Moreover, twelve Yin Luo Banners are gathered here. As long as a large formation is set up, although its power is not as strong as thirty-six Yin Luo Banners gathered together, any Nascent Soul cultivator can only die with hatred in the formation. This is their confidence.

Otherwise, if they were asked to face Nie Zhaonan alone, they would definitely not have the courage at all. After all, no one can be so willing to die.

"Come on if you want to. I have never voluntarily handed over the treasure in my hand before." Before the leader of Yinluo Sect could say anything else, Nie Zhaonan replied calmly, without a trace of timidity in his tone.

"In that case, fellow Daoist, you can go on the journey to the underworld, and your two wives will be taken care of by me, the monks of Yinluo Sect!" When the leader of Yinluo Sect heard what Nie Zhaonan said, his eyes suddenly lit up with green light, and he suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly.

He was the famous old demon Fang in Dajin, who could stop children from crying at night. He was extremely furious when his first concession in his life resulted in such a result.

He also figured it out. It seemed that only by using the most cruel and violent means, extracting souls and refining spirits, could he make the enemy timid. Retreating would not achieve any results.

"Hehehe..." A group of men in black saw their leader's evil power returning and laughed wildly at him, while looking at the two women with malicious eyes.

"It seems like you've lived enough." A frightening cold light flashed from Nie Zhaonan's eyes. The murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all, and it swept through every black-robed man like a knife.

His voice was not loud, but it was extremely cold, and it was transmitted extremely clearly into the ears of every black-robed monk, making people feel as if they fell into an icy cave.

Even the leader of Yinluo Sect felt a chill that seemed to be rising from deep within his heart. Alarm bells immediately rang in his mind, and he ordered without hesitation: "Set up the formation!"

Then the leader of the Yinluo Sect was seen spinning around, and a large amount of black gas suddenly appeared around his body. In the blink of an eye, his body was submerged in it. Then a sound of ghosts crying was heard from inside, and several tall figures emerged strangely from the black gas.

Although the black air was extremely dense, with a flash of blue light in Nie Zhaonan's eyes, he was able to clearly see the monster that emerged from the black air.

They were actually three tall refined corpses dressed in black armor. They were huge in size, each of them was more than ten feet tall, and their arms alone were thicker than an ordinary person's body.

One of them held a pair of short axes glowing yellow, one held a green spear, and the last one carried a black square hammer as big as its body, which was surrounded by demonic energy.

The fangs of these three refined corpses were exposed, and their eyes were constantly flashing green light. They all looked like the corpse kings among the bronze-armored corpses, but the powerful aura they had was definitely not comparable to the corpse kings in the previous battle against the Jindan corpse kings. They were all refined corpses at the Yuanying level, especially the corpse with the giant hammer on its shoulder. The corpse aura on his body was abnormally thick, and it seemed that he had already reached the middle stage of cultivation.

However, as soon as these three refined corpses emerged from the black air, they rushed out without any hesitation under the command of the Yinluo Sect's leader and pounced directly towards Nie Zhaonan and the other two.

Seeing the corpses coming, Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian looked at each other and said to Nie Zhaonan in unison:

"Leave these three refined corpses to us two sisters to deal with." There was no trace of fear in her tone.

"Be careful." Although Nie Zhaonan knew that the two girls were quite powerful and had many treasures to protect them, he still gave them a warning.

"Husband, don't underestimate us. In the previous battle, we also killed cultivators of the same level. Now, we don't have to be afraid of this refined corpse." Along with a gust of fragrant wind, the figures of the two women were no longer there, leaving only the lingering sound.

After hearing the order from their leader, the twelve men in black robes were somewhat puzzled as to why the leader directly used his trump card without even trying. However, they acted without any hesitation and sacrificed the Ghost Banner in their hands.

Twelve small flags, about an inch long, shot out into the air at the same time, rapidly growing larger against the black wind. In the blink of an eye, twelve giant black flags spanned the sky, forming a mysterious magic circle and began to rotate regularly.

The flag seemed to be spinning slowly, but black whirlwinds appeared out of nowhere, with a whistling sound of wind. At the same time, dark demonic energy continued to gush out from the flag. In just a breath, it covered an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius and quickly spread to the surroundings.

Faintly one can see ghosts wandering in there, their number is too numerous to count, and the ghostly howls that come out of their mouths from time to time merge into one, making it like a city in the ghost domain.

The outline of a huge head appeared in it, and a ghost king was being conceived inside, but it seemed that it would take quite a while.

The surrounding sky also became dark at this moment. A large patch of dark clouds appeared in the sky at some point, and the sunlight could not penetrate directly into it at all.

At this time, Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian also fought with the three corpses.

The three black-armored corpses opened their mouths and spewed out three streams of green air. Before they even reached the two women, a foul smell that made people want to vomit came from them. It turned out to be the poison that had been accumulated in the stomachs of the three corpses for who knows how many years. If an ordinary cultivator was hit by this poison, he would probably be immediately poisoned and lose most of his cultivation.

But without any warning, a chaotic light screen appeared on the two women's bodies, and they did not dodge or avoid the emerald green corpse poison that attacked them.

The two women looked as if they were oblivious to the corpse poison and didn't care at all.

At the same time, Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian waved their sleeves, and all the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud swords suddenly shot out, turning into countless sword lights, and slashed towards the three corpses fiercely.

More than a hundred green flying swords flew together, like an unstoppable green torrent. Not only did it disperse the corpse poison, but it also surrounded the three corpses in one go.

In this way, the thinner corpse poison could not break through the light curtain released by the Divine Wood Treasure Robe and was completely blocked outside, unable to affect the two women at all.

The Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, flying and circling up and down, would occasionally shoot out sword lights, or slash down at the three corpses with its original form without any hesitation.

The three black-armored corpses possess amazing divine powers and bodies as strong as steel, so they can easily deal with these attacks.

There was no need to block the sword light. When it fell on the body, it only left a shallow white sword mark and could not cause any harm at all.

Facing the attack from the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, the black-armored corpse seemed to sense the threat instinctively and did not take it head-on. Instead, it wielded the magic weapon in its hand with great force, knocking away the attacking flying sword, and for a moment it seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

Just as the two women made hand gestures and chanted spells, golden electric dragons suddenly shot out from the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, which hit the three corpses fiercely.

The golden electric dragon was only an inch long, and compared to the ten-foot-tall refined corpse, the two seemed to be not on the same order of magnitude.

But every time an electric dragon landed on the black-armored corpse, it would stagger, stomp heavily with its big feet, and take a few steps back. At the same time, the corpse aura on its body would also dissipate a little.

After just a few strikes, the original ferocious appearance disappeared, and the bodies of the Three Corpses suddenly became extremely slow, as if they were extremely restrained and seriously injured.

"The divine thunder that wards off evil!" The face of the Yinluo Sect's leader became extremely ugly!

He never imagined that the three black-armored corpse kings, whom he had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of years from tens of thousands of bronze-armored corpses, had divine power and strong bodies, but were so vulnerable that they were suppressed by two early-stage female cultivators. Under the restraint of the evil-repelling divine thunder, they had no time to display even a little bit of their magical powers.

This is the case when the two women's cultivation is not high and the evil-repelling divine thunder they unleashed is not powerful enough.

At the same time, he glanced at the more than one hundred flying swords with a sharp gaze. They were all golden thunder bamboo magic weapons. He really couldn't understand when the golden thunder bamboo, one of the three sacred trees, became so prevalent!
But before he could think about it, he watched as Nie Zhaonan waved his hand and seventy-three green flying swords appeared.

"So many golden thunder bamboo magic weapons again!" A man in black robe exclaimed in shock when he saw Nie Zhaonan summoning the flying sword, with a hint of fear in his words.

As the words came out of his mouth, the shadow of a small flag in front of him shook a few times unsteadily, but fortunately he quickly used the magic formula in his hand to stabilize the small flag.

The ability of the Divine Thunder to Repel Evil to restrain the magic skills they practiced was far greater than those of the righteous skills. Facing the Divine Thunder, they were simply unable to exert the true power of their magic skills and were suppressed tightly.

The leader of the Yinluo Sect turned his head and stared coldly at the man in black robe, with no concealment of warning and anger in his eyes.

At present, the twelve guardians of Yinluo Sect were sitting cross-legged in the void, with a phantom of a Yinluo banner in front of each of them. They were making hand gestures and chanting spells to activate the formation. Seeing that some of them were distracted, how could the Sect Master of Yinluo Sect not be angry?

When the man in black robe saw the sect leader's green gaze, his heart suddenly turned cold, but now was not the time to consider the subsequent punishment. Instead, he urged the small flag in front of him to emit a brighter black light.

The same was true for the others, who worked even harder to activate the spells in their hands.

"quack!"

At this moment, an extremely strange laugh came from the huge head in the black air, and the eyes, which were several times larger than those of ordinary people, began to flash red.

When Nie Zhaonan saw this scene, his eyes narrowed and his expression became serious.

I could see him making mysterious and obscure hand gestures in his hands at an incredibly fast speed. I could only see a few residual images and couldn't see more clearly.

The Yi Mu Divine Thunder Sword, which was motionless all around, suddenly shot out. Seventy-two flying swords crossed the sky, circling along a specific trajectory. A green lotus phantom quietly formed and slowly flew towards the unknown monster in the black air.

The green lotus crossed the sky, silently and without leaving any trace wherever it passed, but there was an indescribable pressure.

Seeing this, Yin Luozong said without any fear: "Humph, if you can display such a great magical power, I admit that I cannot defeat you, but the reason why our Yin Luozong has been able to stand firm in Dajin for thousands of years is not just because of this."

After saying that, his figure flashed and turned into thick black mist and fled towards the ghost head in the black air. In a flash, he disappeared into it without any hindrance.

There was a flash of red in the ghost's eyes, and suddenly a emerald green color appeared. The red and blue lights in his eyes intertwined, looking very strange.

When the ghost opened its mouth, a sharp ghost howl came out from the cave-like mouth, piercing people's eardrums.

The ghost howl did not stop there. As the sound came out, the black air around it rolled back towards it. In a blink of an eye, a set of ink-black armor appeared on its body.

At this time, it also revealed its true appearance. It had a pair of antelope-like horns on its head, but they were pitch black in color, and there were circles of white rings on them.

The ghost's body was extremely huge. At a glance, it was more than thirty feet tall, with exposed fangs, but its face was surprisingly flat and did not resemble a human's face at all.

In his hand he was holding a giant black banner of the same height as himself, which was the Guiluo Banner that had been magnified countless times. The power of the Guiluo Banner at this moment was incomparable to before.

(End of this chapter)