Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 245 A flash in the pan

At this moment, this giant banner is the core of the formation.

The horned ghost king looked up nonchalantly, ignoring the falling green lotus. There was no emotion in his eyes. He opened his fang-filled mouth and the voice of the Yinluo Sect leader rang out:

"Under the absolute suppression of strength and cultivation, even this sect master is not afraid of the Evil-Repelling God Thunder!"

There was an extraordinary confidence in his tone, as if he was sure to win.

This two-horned ghost king was condensed from the souls in the Ghost Luo Banners. There are more than a million ghosts in the twelve Ghost Luo Banners. In addition, since he has cultivated his magic skills to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and has taken control of them, the strength that the ghost king can exert has increased by more than times.

At the same time, the two-horned ghost king suddenly raised the giant banner in his hand, and a black beam of light shot out from the cone on the top of the giant banner, like a pillar supporting the sky, which immediately held Qinglian in the air and prevented it from falling any further.

At the same time, the black light emitted from the black light column also enveloped the green lotus, as if it was going to engulf it and turn it into a demon.

Let's not talk about whether Wu Guang can demonize the flying sword made of golden thunder bamboo. Even if he can do it, it won't be accomplished overnight.

Therefore, Nie Zhaonan remained calm, without any sign of worry. Instead, he showed a little interest and murmured in a low voice, "A magical power close to the Spiritualization Stage? It seems that I have to show my true cultivation level."

Since he achieved the Nascent Soul stage, he has killed countless Nascent Soul cultivators. Even two late-stage cultivators from the Chaos Star Sea fell at his hands, and this was before he advanced to the late stage.

After advancing to the late stage, he has not been able to fight with all his strength. Now, Nie Zhaonan is naturally eager to test his true strength with such a powerful Ghost King.

With one thought, he communicated with Zixiao Cave Heaven and took back the clone created by the secret technique of "magic clone". An invisible aura emanated from Nie Zhaonan.

"You are indeed not an early-stage cultivator! You have been hiding your realm and acting in a way that is too cautious, Fellow Daoist Nie, and have lost your sharpness." The voice of the Yinluo Sect's leader was heard again, as if confirming his own guess, but at the end he expressed his strong disagreement with Nie Zhaonan's style of doing things, and his tone was full of disdain, with his huge ghost head swaying from side to side.

Nie Zhaonan did not answer either, but just uttered the word "fall" softly.

As the words came true, the green lotus that had been motionless suddenly flashed with light, and an unusual emerald green halo burst out from the green lotus and spread out. The black lights disappeared without a trace under the impact of the emerald green halo.

The halo was so dazzling that even the Ghost King below was stunned and closed his eyes. When he opened them a moment later, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The green lotus was only a few feet in size before, but now it has turned into over a hundred feet in size. The flying sword swimming in it also disappeared. Instead, the green lotus became as crystal clear as glass, lifelike, and as if it were real, spinning rapidly in the air and slowly covering him.

The previously strong black light column was twisted by the holy lotus petals and turned into wisps of black gas that drifted in the air, unable to stop the effort for even a moment.

Although it seems slow, it actually only takes less than a breath of time for it to fall on the Ghost King.

This was just an appearance. Before the Green Lotus came near him, the Ghost King felt an indescribable oppression, and even the movement of his demonic energy became slow.
"Blood sacrifice!"

The tone of the command from the Two-Horned Ghost King was extremely firm and did not allow for any questioning.

Upon hearing this, the twelve guardians all showed a look of struggle on their faces, but without hesitation, they all bent their arms, clenched their fists, and struck their own chests hard.

A groan of pain was heard, and the twelve Yinluo Sect guardians opened their mouths and blood mixed with internal organs spurted out. The black light that appeared on the Yinluo Banner in front of them increased, and it all was absorbed into it at once.

Suddenly, the phantom of the small flag turned into black and red, and then a two-colored sphere formed from outside the small flag. It grew silently and firmly protected the man in black robe.

This shield is alternating between black and red, one black and one red, overlapping and echoing each other like clouds in the sky, and it looks very strange.

After performing the blood sacrifice, they could only end up with serious damage to their vitality. It can be said that they were at their weakest and most afraid of being attacked. Fortunately, they could use secret techniques to form a shield to protect themselves.

The defensive power of this shield is enough to withstand the attacks of late-stage monks without any problem, because it is originally connected with the big formation. It can be said that as long as the big formation is not broken, their lives will not be in any danger.

Seeing the shield formed, the twelve guardians all breathed a sigh of relief. Even if they would end up in a miserable state after this battle, their own lives were safe.

Without any pause, the moment the shield was formed, twelve arms flew out.

The arm was broken at the root, and the fracture was as neat as a plane. There was no white bone in the cross section, but instead it was bright red like blood. However, there was no sign of even a drop of blood dripping from it, which looked extremely strange.

At this time, a number of two-horned ghost heads appeared from Xiaofan at some point in time. They looked exactly like the Two-Horned Ghost King, but their bodies were only the size of a palm.

But what was surprising was that the little ghost opened his mouth, chewed with his sharp teeth a few times, and swallowed the arm that was several times larger than himself in an instant. It was really incredible.

With a sharp ghost howl, the ghost head re-entered the small flag and disappeared.

Instead, the two-horned ghost king's emerald red eyes glowed fiercely, like a demon star shining in the night sky. His aura increased by several levels, and even his magic armor became swollen.

Seeing this change, Nie Zhaonan's expression remained unchanged. He just operated the Taiyi Divine Thunder Technique even faster to stimulate the power of Qinglian even more. He did not make any other moves.

At this time, the face of the leader of the Yinluo Sect among the two-horned ghost kings was as gloomy as the evil energy rolling around him, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped silently.

After receiving the arms sacrificed by the twelve guardians, the strength of the Two-Horned Ghost King controlled by him can be said to have greatly increased. Logically speaking, there should be no problem in breaking free from the restraining force around him.

However, as the green lotus got closer and closer to him, a ray of light enveloped him unexpectedly, and then a powerful force that he could not escape came over him.

Not only did this lock all his magical powers firmly inside his body, like a rock, so that no matter how he tried to mobilize them, he was unable to do anything. He didn't even have the slightest bit of strength left, and couldn't even make the slightest movement, let alone fight back. He could only stand there passively and stiffly.

He had no time to think at this moment. If he hesitated for a moment longer, he would be trapped in the petals of the green lotus and would really have no power to resist. His defeat was inevitable.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering explosion.

The majestic black gas swept around like a tsunami and soared into the sky, reaching thousands of feet into the sky. For a moment, the area was filled with demonic energy and dark clouds, like a real devil's purgatory.

The twelve guardians of Yinluo Sect had just retracted their hands that were as sharp as knives, and before they had time to practice internal energy to heal their wounds, they all spat out a large mouthful of blood and were thrown backwards like rags. They fell heavily to the ground dozens of feet away and stopped with a muffled sound.

The two-color shields they relied on disappeared as silently as they came at the same time as the explosion. The twelve guardians did not care about their injuries and backlash, but immediately looked towards the center of the explosion.

Some were lying sideways, some were looking up, or they were lying down in a mess, but they all supported their bodies with one remaining arm, and their eyes were full of confusion.

After seeing Nie Zhaonan's late Nascent Soul cultivation level and his true strength that surpassed that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, they were already prepared to sacrifice all four limbs. Now they were about to sacrifice one arm, and it was just the beginning.

The subordinates wanted to fight him, so why did the leader explode himself? This is the most true portrayal of them at this moment.

After all, they had not personally experienced the feeling that when the Yinluo Sect's leader faced Qinglian, he had no power to resist and was as desperate as a mortal.

From the appearance of the two-horned ghost king to Nie Zhaonan's backhanded flying sword, which transformed into a green lotus and forced the ghost king to self-destruct, it seemed like a long story, but in reality it only took a few breaths.

The Ghost King, whose strength is close to that of the Spirit Transformation Stage, can be said to be unstoppable in Tiannan, but in Nie Zhaonan's hands, he is ultimately just a flash in the pan.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan had recalled the Taiyi Divine Thunder Sword and stored it in his dantian to nourish it.

The power of the two-horned ghost king's self-detonation was extremely great. Not only did it break free from the restraining power of the Green Lotus, but because the distance was so close, it also shook the Green Lotus apart and transformed it into flying swords again.

Fortunately, the Taiyi Divine Thunder Sword was made of ten thousand year old golden thunder bamboo, which is extremely strong. After more than a hundred years of careful nurturing by Nie Zhaonan, the power of the flying sword is even greater than that of the top ancient treasures.

In addition, most of the power of the self-explosion was offset by the Green Lotus, so he did not suffer any substantial injuries in the self-explosion, but only lost some spiritual power, which he would recover after a period of training.

While collecting the flying sword, Nie Zhaonan glanced ahead, with a blue light as bright as dust in his eyes. He looked through the heavy black fog at the place where the two-horned ghost king had originally stood.

But there was nothing there except a huge circular pit several dozen feet deep with black gas swirling in it. Not even any limbs or broken arms were left. The ghost king with his swollen body seemed to have never appeared and disappeared completely.

Suddenly, something strange happened, as if it had sensed Nie Zhaonan's gaze. A black light flashed out from the deep pit, and after flashing a few times in the black air, it quickly fled into the distance without looking back, without even looking at the Twelve Guardians.

Nie Zhaonan saw the black light clearly and it was the leader of Yinluo Sect.

At this time, his aura was obviously much weaker, but he seemed to have used some secret technique to escape. His escape speed was so fast that it was shocking. In the blink of an eye, he had escaped a hundred feet away, and his speed was still accelerating.

At this moment, after a thunder, a pair of green wings appeared behind Nie Zhaonan. With just a slight flap, Nie Zhaonan's figure turned into a flash of lightning, with silver and red gold interweaving, flashing towards the leader of Yinluo Sect.

At the same time, several streams of light shot down from the lightning. They were of different shapes and colors, and carried countless gold powder. They were exactly Nie Zhaonan's spirit beasts and insects.

When the Blood Jade Spider, Earth Armor Dragon, and countless Gold Devouring Bugs appeared in the air, Nie Zhaonan's faint command came from a distance:

"Kill all the guardians of Yinluo Sect, leaving no one alive!" His tone was light, but the murderous intent was pure.

"Yes! Master!" Three powerful voices came out, but they all sounded like those from children of four or five years old.

The gold-eating beetle could only respond with a buzzing sound.

After receiving the order, the spirit beasts did not say much, and attacked the twelve Yinluo Sect guardians with clear division of labor.

At this time, the Yinluo Sect guardians who were fleeing in all directions exclaimed one after another.

"It is extremely difficult to breed gold-eating bugs and lay eggs. How come so many of them appeared all of a sudden?"

"Hundreds of thousands of gold-eating bugs! This is impossible!"

"what!"

"Blood Jade Spider!"

"Earth Armored Dragon!"

"I am willing to surrender, and I only ask my master to spare my life!"

The voices might be filled with despair, disbelief, or pleading, revealing the tragedy of life, but they were all drowned in the bloody yellow sand, and the golden sea of ​​insects, without causing even a single ripple.

At this time, Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian also relied on the evil-repelling divine thunder to subdue the three black-armored corpses, and then joined the ranks of killing the black-robed men.

The guardian of the Yinluo Sect lost an arm and suffered a severe backlash. Without the Guiluo Banner to protect him, it was difficult for him to protect himself when facing the extremely powerful spiritual beasts and countless gold-eating insects.

With the joining of the two women, the evil-repelling divine thunder showed its power. Within a few moments, the guardian of Yinluo Sect was seriously injured and was about to die.

The leader of the Yinluo Sect, who was fleeing alone, has now escaped several miles away and has been using his spiritual sense to observe the situation behind him.

Although most of his attention was on Nie Zhaonan who was chasing him, he also saw the situation of his subordinates. While feeling sad, he couldn't help but regret this ambush.

Not only will all the guardians accompanying him be destroyed here, but even his chance of escaping will be extremely slim.

Although the escape technique he has activated now is extremely powerful, the longer it is used, the faster the escape will be, but the corresponding consumption of his magic power and essence will also become greater and greater. It can be said that the more he flees like this and the longer it lasts, the more unfavorable the situation will be for him.

Moreover, Nie Zhaonan behind him used some kind of strange escape technique, which was somewhat similar to the Thunder Escape, but he transformed into a tangible lightning. His speed was not slower than his at all, and he looked relaxed, as if he had no pressure or burden at all. Seeing this, he felt his heart sink.

The escape technique that Nie Zhaonan is performing now is the improved magical power that he made by combining the Thunder Escape and the Green Thunder Wings.

Although it is not as strange as the Lightning Escape and can move instantly, its overall speed cannot be compared with the Lightning Escape which can only cover short distances.

Moreover, this was the first time he used this magical power, and because he wanted to experiment with it, he did not use his full strength to unleash the power of this escape technique.

(End of this chapter)