Chapter 576: Chapter 578 Yin Spirit Master Old Slave
A layer of sword fire like a red river.
Another layer of sword fire roared like a rampant wild dragon.
The final layer of sword fire was even more like teors striking molten lava, the tumultuous flas and fiery liquid that rose were extrely destructive!
The contemptuous Ground Immortal Ghost didn’t realize its Earth Spirit God powers had been stripped away, thinking to call upon the surrounding ancient rocks to withstand the Sword Spirit Dragon’s powerful twilight flas. When it discovered that it couldn’t move those boulders with its mind, it imdiately wrapped all the nearby corpses around itself.
Layer by layer, the bodies clung like clumps of mud, and under the impact of the fierce flas, they quickly turned to ash. There were tens of thousands of corpses here, the Ground Immortal Ghost’s eyeball-like gaze unnervingly turned, the bodies piling into a thick mound of flesh.
This mound of corpses soon beca a sea of fire, and the Sword Spirit Dragon incinerated their bones to nothing.
In such cremation, the Sword Spirit Dragon indeed did a good deed, not allowing the corpses of the Great Zhou Clan’s crossbow archers to lie here and be desecrated by Demonic Beasts.
“So we have a new guest, if I am not mistaken, Nan Xiong died by your hand?” A chilling voice ca through.
Atop those ancient pillars, a hunchbacked old man, unknowingly stood there, dressed in simple clothing, thin and tall, with eyes sharp as an eagle, his smile plastered across his face with an extrely insincere feeling.
A despicable old man, wicked to the core.
Zhu Minglang watched the old man, then glanced at the Ground Immortal Ghost, noticing a similar malicious aura emanating from them both.
It seems they have killed many here, not just now, but in the past as well.
“What’s your na?” Zhu Minglang asked indifferently.
“I am rely an old servant of this garden, having served so terrestrial reverends before, my na is not important. I am not the type who insists on making soone die on the Netherworld Road with clarity. After all, for a young person who has never seen how high the sky is, I’ve killed no less than a thousand in my lifeti,” the Eagle Eye Old Servant said with so haughtiness and disdain.
“I ask for your na so that the next person who encounters , the first thing they will probably say to is: ‘This garden’s old servant then is the one who died by your hand?'” Zhu Minglang’s tone was equally proud and contemptuous.
Verbal sparring, who can’t do that?
With this old man’s temperant, Zhu Minglang could verbally spar him to death even without using powers.
Of course, Zhu Minglang’s words already had a certain lethality; the Eagle Eye Old Servant’s gaze beca more sinister.
“Do you know what my Power of God and Mortality is?” the Eagle Eye Old Servant asked.
“I never care what others’ Power of God and Mortality is, whether it’s strong or not, because none are stronger than ,” Zhu Minglang said, as he beckoned with his hand, and the Sword Spirit Dragon tracing a stunning arc amidst the flas returned to his side.
The malevolent old servant’s gaze turned fiercer, initially like an eagle toying with its prey, looking down on the scurrying ground mice, but now it had transford into a frenzied, starving vulture!
This was probably the charm of Zhu Minglang’s words, altering soone’s heart in an earth-shattering way with just a few phrases.
“Take a good look at these corpses,” the Eagle Eye Old Servant’s eyes turned sinister red, the malevolent light even spilling over the open ground.
In the open ground, the corpses were nurous, most of them Great Zhou Clan’s crossbow archers. As the sinister gaze passed over them, these already dead archers slowly rose, each picking up crossbows and arrows from the ground, each bending their bodies like the old servant, and even their empty eyes emitted an evil red light!
“A Yin Spirit Necromancer??” Zhu Minglang was quite surprised.
It was actually a Yin Spirit Master!
I have no clue what kind of relationship this old thing has with the Yin Spirit Masters from Pear Blossom Gully.
This Yin Spirit Master’s cultivation base was clearly much higher; he could even control over ten thousand crossbow archers at once, as if any dead person in this area was at his disposal!
“Boy, you’ve seen so of the world, huh, since you know that I am a Yin Spirit Master, you should realize that death is rely the beginning of your suffering if you die by my hands!” the Eagle Eye Old Servant let out a strange laugh.
Seeing those who had died rise again, Zhu Minglang realized the importance of cremation. It was fortunate that the Sword Spirit Dragon had already burned a batch before, or else there would have been an entire twenty thousand crossbow archer army…
The people of the Great Zhou Clan are utterly brain-dead, sending Yin soldiers for miles.
“I’ll deal with these corpse soldiers; you take down this old beast,” Nan Yusuo told Zhu Minglang.
Such legions were truly difficult for the Sword Spirit Dragon to slaughter, whereas a powerful dragon like the Fire Kilin Dragon would be a reaper for the Yin corpses.
Zhu Minglang nodded his head.
Of course, it wasn’t just the crossbow undead army standing in their path, but also a Demonic Eye Ground Immortal Ghost. Although the Nuwa Dragon had suppressed its Earth Spirit Divine Skills, it seed to possess other bizarre spells.
The Fire Kilin Dragon was majestic, brave, and fierce. It forged a path of blazing fire, complenting the Sword Fire released by the Sword Spirit Dragon, and in a re mont, the Ancient Relics that were infested with Yin Spirit ghost corpses turned into a forest of fire!
Breathing out a breath, the Dragon Breath transford into a vast fire cloud. Those covered and engulfed by the fire cloud didn’t even get the chance to shoot their crossbows before they were burnt to a pile of ash!
Hundreds of crossbow corpse soldiers were annihilated by the Fire Kilin Dragon. Zhu Minglang followed the path cleared by the Fire Kilin Dragon to reach the location of the Eagle Eye Old Servant.
Straight away, a white sail Sword Wave!
The sword force unleashed by Zhu Minglang was like a white mast, sailing swiftly, splitting everything it passed like waves in the wake of a ship!
The pillar where the old servant stood split in two, the Eagle Eye Old Servant was shrouded with a layer of ghostly aura, making him float like a ghost, eerily.
Before the sword force reached, he had already left the top of the column, standing beside the Ground Immortal Ghost.
The Ground Immortal Ghost started to run on all fours, moving so fast it seed like its pieced-together body was flying towards Zhu Minglang, who promptly stepped on his sword to rise up and avoid the Immortal Ghost’s attack.
“Sword Piercing the Soul!”
Sharing the sa thought, the Sword Spirit Dragon produced many Ancient Swords, and as Zhu Minglang gently stepped on the sword shadow’s hilt beneath his feet, all the swords separated out fiercely nailed the ground.
The distribution of the sword nails ford an ancient script, like a huge talisman arranged by a sword formation, firmly pinning the Ground Immortal Ghost under Zhu Minglang’s feet.
“Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, attend with the Underworld Lamp!”
A tail, sinister and unexpected, stretched out from the Void.
It quickly sparked pale energy resembling lightning and channeled it into the tip of the tail. In a flash, the tail, like a lantern being lit, emitted a pale underworld glow that even more fiercely lted the Ground Immortal Ghost’s shell, including those surrounding corpses!
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