Chapter 5389 Thousand Killings Arena

On the only way to the Ghost Crying Gorge, there are Yangsha Gangfeng threatening the soul-devouring mist on both sides, waiting for ghosts, and countless demons entered it and their souls were scattered.

Every time the battlefield between immortals and demons is opened and the immortal army is stationed here, it is one of the insurmountable hurdles for the army of the ghost world. Xiongguan crosses the canyon, and a group of ghosts are crying, which is the origin of Ghost Crying Gorge.

However, the Yangsha Gang Wind in Ghost Crying Gorge does not stop forever. Every few decades, the Yang Sha Gang Wind will weaken for a period of time.

Although there is still a breeze blowing, it is no longer enough to affect the actions of the ghost world army. The mist-eating Ganoderma lucidum, Mist-eating grass, Xunyang fruit, and Evil Yang wandering spirits in Ghost Crying Gorge have become the reasons why countless ghosts flock to it.

The level occupied by the fairy army faced the most difficult test because it blocked the needs of ghosts in this regard.

In the past few thousand years, the Immortal Army has gone through hundreds of tests, including hundreds of battles with the ghost army.

The majestic pass stands tall, and the mottled city wall outside is filled with all kinds of claw marks and marks from swords and axes. It shows the frequency and intensity of wars in the past.

Outside Guancheng, there are seven giant pillars standing, some of them are like the blazing sun, emitting light that is difficult to look directly at.

Some are rolling like ripples, with various melodies coming from them from time to time. Some emit a blue halo, which is like a surging wave.

These seven giant pillars have endured hundreds of battles and have always stood outside Xiongguan. They have gone through countless tests and are like the gateway to Guancheng. Therefore, Xianjunguan City was called Jianmen Pass by countless ghost tribes.

As the Yangsha Gang wind weakened, dark clouds were already surging outside Xiongguan, and countless ghost armies came in the clouds and mist, as if black clouds were threatening to overwhelm the city.

"Seven swords form an array to form the portal of this fairy city. Over the past thousand years, they have killed countless of my ghost clan.

Today, the Yangsha Gangfeng has weakened to an extent that has not been seen in nearly a hundred thousand years. We have not made any progress in the thousands of years we have been attacking this pass. If we cannot take advantage of this rare opportunity to capture this city in one fell swoop, we can still find treasures here at any time. There will be danger for life. "

Above the clouds, a white-haired old ape stood with his beard stroking, his cloak fluttering behind him, and his gloomy eyes flickered as he looked at the portal formed by the seven flying swords.

"This Taixiao Sword Master has killed dozens of powerful men in our ghost world. It is said that since he obtained the Holy Soul Sword Monument of Sea Soul Palace, his swordsmanship is rarely matched by anyone. He is the most promising person in the immortal world to aspire to the level of Immortal Lord in recent years. One of existence.

I'm afraid it will be difficult for one or two of us to deal with this beast. We must work together to suppress the other party. If we can kill it, the benefits will be even more wonderful. "

Another three-legged monster with a green body and red eyes stared at the opposite side greedily.

"I'm afraid the group attack method is not very effective. Someone has already tried it in the last war.

The Taixiao Sword Master has already understood the Mirage Sword Realm in the Holy Soul Sword Monument. If his cultivation level is not as good as that of his opponent and he is not familiar with the magic of illusion, once he enters the Mirage Sword Realm, he will fall into a situation of fighting on his own.

Five hundred years ago, the Falcon Bone Ghost Immortal and several of his sworn brothers joined forces to besiege the Taixiao Sword Master, but were defeated by the Mirage Sword Realm.

In the end, only the seriously injured Falcon Bone Ghost Fairy escaped, and several of his sworn brothers fell under the flying sword.

The Falcon Bone Ghost Immortal is still far from recovering, and is tortured by the sword energy that enters his body every day. The Taixiao Sword Master cannot be solved by a simple group battle. "

Another pale-faced scholar wearing a blue Confucian shirt gently waved his folding fan, standing out among the ghosts.

"We can't fight alone, nor can we join forces to siege. So what should we do? We can't watch the other party entrenched here.

It's okay if the people under his command are blocked from collecting various treasures here. The task assigned by the Ghost Lord cannot be completed. What will they do when the time comes? "The three-legged red-eyed monster from before hummed.

"It's not that we won't fight, we have to find a way. It is said that Zhan Tuguijun has a middle-grade Xuantian-level treasure, the Thousand Kills War Drum.

We can use this drum to set up a thousand-kill battle. The killing energy of this war drum can naturally suppress the Mirage Sword Realm, which is also quite beneficial to our ghost clan.

Wu Ming is an extremely skilled swordsman, but he is a proud and arrogant person. If we set up an arena, the opponent will most likely challenge us. As long as the other party is willing to take the stage, they are absolutely doomed. "The white-faced scholar chuckled.

"Your method is too bad. The Thousand Kills War Drum is the pride of the Ghost Slaughter Lord. How could it be handed over to us juniors?" The three-legged and red-eyed ghost said disapprovingly.

"That's right, even if we really borrow the war drum, with the power of the Thousand Killing War Drum, we won't be able to drive it with our cultivation. And when it comes to fighting alone, who among us can beat Wu Ming?"

The round and round woman who had never spoken a word before said softly. "Scholar Mingyang, your idea is extremely bad."

"What you all don't know is that the great killing weapon of Zhan Slaughter Ghost Lord was damaged in the battle with Haofang Demon Lord, and it is difficult to repair. It is already useless to Zhan Slaughter Ghost Lord.

However, the Thousand Kills War Drum only caused some damage to the Immortal Lord, and its power was greatly reduced. It was more than enough to restrain Wuming.

I heard that you, Ghost Lord Sangyue, have a very close relationship with Ghost Lord Tu Zhan, so it shouldn’t be difficult if you can go and get this thing. As long as Wuming enters the battle arena, it's not up to us to decide whether he is round or flat. "Scholar Mingyang said.

Several other powerful people in the Yuan Shen Ghost Realm also asked suspiciously, "Is this really happening?"

"I'm going to ask Mr. Ghost Lord." The plump woman Mang Yue Ghost Lord's eyes lit up when he heard this. She was once one of the concubines of Zhan Tu Ghost Lord.

Although Tu Zhan Guijun likes the new and hates the old, after all, there is still a past. If the Thousand Kills War Drum is intact, she cannot borrow it. If it is damaged, it will not be a big problem.

As long as Taixiao Sword Master Wuming, who is famous in the immortal world, dies in the battle ring, even if she does not kill him with her own hands, a lot of luck will definitely be shared, and the benefits to her are obvious.

"I'll wait for the good news from Jinghou, the ghost master of the dead moon." Scholar Mingyang and the other ghosts said happily.

A few months later, the ghost energy surged, and countless white bones emerged from the pitch-black ghost energy. These bones were piled together to form an open and huge battle arena. During the battle, the mountains were rolling.

Scholar Mingyang, Ghost Lord Sang Yue, and other powerful masters of the spirit and ghost realm fell from the void and landed in front of the Bone Battle Arena.

"Wu Ming, I heard that you have killed dozens of strong men with your sword since you took up command of Jianmen Pass, and countless people from our ghost tribe have fallen under your sword.

Today, we have joined forces to set up this battle, and we want to invite you to fight in a fight to see if you, the Master of the Taixiao Sword, live up to your reputation or live up to it. I wonder if you dare to take part in a battle? "

Scholar Mingyang shouted across the barrier, and his voice vibrated, instantly spreading throughout the entire Jianmen Pass.

"You can meet the Sword Master whenever you want. It's so shameless for so many people to invite the Sword Master to fight." Xun Yangzi stood on the city gate and shouted loudly.

"This is the Thousand Kills Battle, which is famous in our ghost world. Both sides are fighting fairly. The master of Taixiao Sword is extremely skilled, so there is nothing to be afraid of." Scholar Mingyang smiled coldly.

"Since we, the tribes of the ghost world, have set up this battle, they will not stop easily. The Taixiao Sword Master will fight in this battle. As long as we are defeated, the ghost army will retreat this time.

If you don't fight, I will use these thousand-kill war drums to break your sword gate. Wherever it passes, no chicken or dog will be left behind. "The three-legged and red-eyed monster said sternly.

"Drum of Thousand Kills?" Just when Xun Yangzi was about to refute, a calm voice sounded.

Then a sword light came across the void and landed directly beside Xun Yangzi. The person who came was the Lotus clone.

To the naked eye, this Thousand Kills War Drum is indeed worthy of its reputation. Although there are some damages inside and it does not look complete, it is still very powerful.

It is not easy to directly capture the Immortal City with this object, but the ghost army outside the Immortal City is indeed large in number. If they attack with all their strength, it is really difficult to deal with. The Taixiao Immortal Army under his command will probably die a lot.

The Lotus clone has been operating in Honghao Heavenly Court for a long time, and the most important thing is to improve its own strength.

However, if he wants to have enough influence in the fairy world, his own strength alone is not enough. He also needs a sufficiently elite army under his command.

For example, although the Evil Dragon Demon Tuo from the Xunlong Division was quite powerful, his influence was incomparable to that of Chen Fufeng.

These two old monsters have disappeared into the Magic Pond at the same time. The Lotus clone has not met the original deity for a long time, and does not know the specific situation on the original deity's side. However, it is an ironclad fact that these two old monsters have disappeared without a trace. The rapid improvement of the deity is really surprising.

Now that the Lotus clone is approaching this level, his breakthrough will be a little more troublesome, and he has already killed a lot of enemies in the Soul Realm.

Logically speaking, the luck of plundering is already enough. It should be natural to hit a higher level, but the Lotus clone has been improving in swordsmanship over the years, but it has always stopped at the mountain of the Immortal Lord level.

In recent years, Honghao Heavenly Court openly transferred him to Guiwei Gorge to guard the gate in order to calm down the anger of Nandan Heavenly Court.

The Lotus clone killed countless people with a flying sword, and spent more time meditating in the fairy city. Although it still failed to take the crucial step, the Lotus clone had a little more understanding of itself.

The problem did not lie in his own realm cultivation, but probably originated from the Holy Soul Sword Monument. Through some twists and turns, he had finally assembled the Holy Soul Sword Monument.

It's just that this sacred object from the Sea Soul Palace has been severely damaged after it was broken in the early years. The main body was even broken, and the luck was seriously damaged.

The Lotus clone obtained this object and integrated it into his own swordsmanship. The foundation of the sword monument was damaged, which indirectly affected his own foundation.

He has seen a lot of half-step Xuantian level treasures over the years. Speaking of a complete Xuantian level treasure, this is the first time I have encountered it at the level of the lotus clone.

In other words, the Thousand Kills War Drum in front of him made the Lotus clone feel very hungry. It seemed that the Holy Soul Sword Monument that he had integrated into the way of swordsmanship had the desire to devour it.

The Holy Soul Sword Monument represents the inheritance of the Supreme Swordsmanship of Sea Soul Palace. The Lotus Clone only integrates it into its own swordsmanship, which does not mean the complete disappearance of this thing.

If not, the Lotus clone that was concentrating on training would not easily appear on the tower before the war started.

"Wu Ming, do you want to fight in the ring?" Scholar Mingyang shouted again.

"This ghost treasure of yours has some flaws. You openly invite me to fight in a fair way, but you do some shameful things in private.

However, I do have some opinions on the Thousand Kills War Drum, which is famous in the world of numbers. Let's see what means you have, just use them. "The lotus clone smiled upon hearing this.

"Sword Master, be careful of these ghosts playing tricks." Xun Yangzi advised.

"It doesn't matter. If the Thousand Kills War Drum is not damaged, I will not enter easily. The gap inside is not small. Even if the other party has a plan, I can withdraw at any time."

The lotus clone shook its head. Before he finished speaking, the lotus clone turned into a sword light and flew towards the bone battle ring in the distance. Submerged directly into the gray and transparent barrier.

"Haha, he is worthy of being the master of the Taixiao Sword that moves the world of immortals. He does things with pride." Scholar Mingyang and other powerful Yuan Shen Ghost Realm masters were overjoyed when they saw this. They each transformed into a piece of ghost light and entered the battle arena.

At the same time, the ghost fog outside became thicker and thicker, making it difficult for the naked eye to see through the barrier to see the specific situation.

"Sword Master!" Xiao Yu and Guan Yuehe rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Sword Master has entered the battle ring." Xun Yangzi sighed.

"This is obviously a trick of the other party. Why didn't you persuade the Sword Master? Now he has fallen into the calculation of the other party. These ghosts are insidious and cunning, and they will definitely not abide by the rules." Guan Yuehe stamped her feet and said.

"I did persuade him, but once the Sword Master has made a decision, he is not someone who can be persuaded." Xun Yangzi looked depressed. How could he not know this truth?

"Aunt Yue, don't be too anxious. The Sword Master has fought countless powerful enemies and his battle experience is far beyond you and me. Since he is sure, even if he can't do anything to the other party, it's not a big problem to retreat.

We should be careful that these ghosts don't keep their promises and take the opportunity to capture the Sword Gate while the Sword Master is being restrained." Xiao Yu looked at the ghost army on the opposite side, and said cautiously.

"If you want to knock on the gate, you have to fill these seven sword gates with corpses." Guan Yuehe is quite confident in the defense of the fairy city.

The seven gates outside the fairy city are the formations built by the Lotus Clone with the seven swords of Jiuyang City as the framework.

This sword formation has been broken several times since it was established outside the fairy city, but it was quickly repaired. In the past thousand years, countless ghosts have fallen under the sword formation.

The sword formation has gone through hardships, and as the Lotus Clone's understanding of the sword has gradually deepened, it has also been improved. In addition, the Taixiao Fairy Army is trained based on these seven swords, and it is not easy for the ghosts to capture the sword formation.

After these years of war, Honghao Tianting has also provided a lot of support to the fairy army. Although Guan Yuehe and Xun Yangzi did not break through for a long time, they can also use the sword intent inside to defeat the enemy within the sword formation, and they are not afraid of fighting with the ghosts.

Roar! As the traces in the Thousand Killing Arena were completely hidden, the ghost army on the opposite side kept shouting, and it was not known whether it was to cheer for the ghost warriors who were about to fight inside, or the prelude to attacking Jianmen Pass.

"You can't go back on your word more than this. Are you planning to fight in a round-robin battle?" The Lotus clone stood quietly above the White Bone Battle Arena, scanning the group of Yuanshen Ghost Body Realm masters in front of him. The situation was turbulent, but his eyes were calm.

"All is fair in war, Wuming, since you have entered this Thousand Killing Battle Arena, don't even think about going back alive today." Mingyang Scholar gently waved his folding fan, and everything was running according to the expected track.