Chapter 579
Facing the terrifying torrent, Tang Jue was about to explode.
But he saw Tang Xuan had already blocked him.
"Next, leave it to me!"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves lightly, and the terrifying energy that was enough to kill the God King was torn apart.
It was like a dream bubble, turning into ashes.
Only a hurricane was left.
"What! Impossible!"
Yan Xuzi's pupils shrank suddenly.
You must know that this attack of his was the power of the sin formation.
In this power, there are the original sin powers such as anger, madness, jealousy, etc.
Let alone confrontation, even if it is resistance, the sin power will cause the warrior's heart to be dark and fall into absolute madness.
However, Tang Xuan tore the sin power apart as if he was driving away a fly.
This!
How is it possible!
"Be careful, his strength is more terrifying than the rumors!"
Dan Qingsheng said with gritted teeth.
"We must go all out. If we are not careful, we will be the ones to suffer! Calm down!" Wujie Beihang said in a deep voice.
Among the three people, he suffered the most and had the deepest impression.
Tang Xuan glanced at him and then smiled.
"You have no chance of survival if you provoke me again and again!"
Although it was just a casual remark, it made Wujie Beihang shiver all over.
Obviously, he had an absolute advantage.
Why could Tang Xuan still say to kill him so calmly?
Wujie Beihang gritted his teeth.
"Lord of the Rebellion, don't be so arrogant. Although you are powerful, don't underestimate this great array of sins!"
Tang Xuan raised his eyebrows.
"It's just a small array, it can be broken with a wave of your hand!"
"You..."
Wujie Beihang was not calm again.
Dan Qingsheng hurriedly grabbed him.
"Calm down, he is deliberately provoking us with words, so that we lose our composure and defeat him in one fell swoop!"
"As long as we calm down, he can't do anything to us!"
Tang Xuan shook his head, and he was not in the mood to argue with the three masters.
In his eyes, they were just three bodies that were about to fall.
"Father, I am not defeated yet!"
Tang Jue said calmly, holding the Demon Flow Sword.
Although the power that Yan Xuzi had just activated was terrible, it might not be able to do anything to him.
Tang Xuan smiled.
"I know, it's just that your hands are itching and you want to move!"
Tang Jue didn't do it.
"Father, it's not right for you to take advantage of a child like this!"
Tang Xuan smiled embarrassedly.
"Be obedient!"
The father and son talked back and forth, and didn't take the three masters seriously at all, and even ignored the sin formation with terrifying fluctuations.
Wu Jie Bei Hang, Dan Qing Sheng, Yan Xuzi was so angry.
"This father and son are really abominable!"
"We must kill them no matter what!"
"Yes, we, the three Tiandao sects, will do our best to kill them!"
In a rage, the three masters directly used all their strength to activate the evil curse.
The huge sin array once again glowed with the light of hell.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and a roar like a beast came from hell.
Everyone was shocked.
"What a terrifying roar!"
"The breath is countless times stronger than the Yaksha ghost just now!"
"Did they summon a more terrifying hell creature!"
The sky and the earth darkened, and the land within a radius of ten thousand miles broke into pieces and rolled back towards the entrance of hell.
The terrifying breath slowly emerged.
A terrifying figure descended from the sky.
The man was dressed in black and had a dark skin, holding a soul-catching chain.
At one end of the chain was a terrifying blade like a barb.
Even if you look at it with your naked eyes, you can feel the pain of your skin breaking.
"Could it be... that is the Impermanence Ghost!"
The leader of the Demon Sword Sect, Chong Yuzhi, cried out in shock.
In hell.
Filled with a large number of wronged souls and zombies.
And the ones who manage these zombies are the Yaksha Ghosts.
Just like an army.
There are many Yaksha Ghosts, so they naturally need to be managed.
Their managers are the Impermanence Ghosts.
Not only are they more powerful than the Yaksha Ghosts, they also have the terrifying ability to capture souls.
Once the soul-catching rope in their hands touches the body, the soul will be completely torn apart and pulled into hell, which is extremely terrifying.
"I didn't expect that they could even summon the Impermanence Ghost! This... this is trouble!"
Jian Feidao murmured.
"This kind of ghost is beyond the limit of what mortals can bear. Even if I use that sword, I will never be able to defeat the ghost of hell!"
Under the eyes of the crowd, the ghost of hell holding the soul-catching rope slowly descended into the world.
The wind was blowing, and the ghosts were crying and wailing.
The chill in their hearts spread through everyone's body.
"Fly over the gate of hell, and catch the soul of the ghost!"
The ghost of hell spoke, the sound was like a bell.
Wherever he passed, the wailing and dancing wronged souls fell to the ground, trembling.
"Hmph, Lord of the Heaven, I don't believe you can deal with the Impermanence Ghost!"
Wujie Beihang said triumphantly.
The Impermanence Ghost's strength has exceeded the range that the Prison of Sin can bear.
Unless the Sinner Ghost is reborn, the Impermanence Ghost will have no opponent.
"Really!"
Tang Xuan chuckled.
He smiled lightly when facing the Impermanence Ghost.
"The soul power is good, just in time to replenish the soul power for my son!"
As soon as these words came out, everything was silent.
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched, and their faces were dull.
What did Tang Xuan say just now?
Want to destroy the Impermanence Ghost and replenish Tang Jue's soul power?
What a joke!
"Nonsense!" Wujie Beihang spat fiercely.
He didn't believe that Tang Xuan could defeat the Impermanence Ghost at all.
Tang Xuan stretched out his hand and touched the void.
Crack!
The void shattered, and a long sword broke through the air and floated in front of him.
"My sword can kill immortals, kill gods, and destroy Buddhas. What can a mere little ghost do to me!"
While chuckling, Tang Xuan stretched out his hand and grasped the sword.
The Falling Immortal Sword trembled slightly.
It was excitement!
It was even more anger!
It was an anger that urgently needed to prove its power.
"Chaos begins again, overturning the original creation, the universe belongs to me, and the sword falls to the immortal!"
A sword stabbed out.
There was no earth-shattering power.
There was no sharp and vast sword light.
There was only a sword that returned to the original.
There was only the power that turned into the origin of the sword.
In the pupils of the crowd, it seemed as if a mysterious stream of light was plundered.
When they raised their eyes again!
It seemed as if something had changed!
And it seemed as if nothing had happened!
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Yan Xuzi frowned.
Wujie Beihang touched his body, felt the flow of spiritual energy, and then laughed wildly.
"Hahaha... It's just a show, used to scare people. Do you think our three Tiandao sects are scared?"
Just as he laughed wildly, his sleeves moved.
"What's wrong?"
Wujie Beihang frowned and turned his head to look.
But he saw Dan Qingsheng staring at a certain place with a dull face.
Wujie Beihang looked subconsciously, and his whole body was numb.
The terrifying Wuchang ghost stood stiffly, and the fierce light in his pupils disappeared.
A sword mark extended from his forehead.
Puff!
It was like a piece of paper was torn in half.
The Wuchang ghost was neatly divided into two halves.
Wujie Beihang seemed to be pinched by someone's hand, and he couldn't breathe at all.
What was that?
That's the Impermanence Ghost that even the Emperor of God can kill!
It has no entity, is immortal, and is a terrifying ghost from hell.
No power in the world can hurt it.
An invincible existence!
Just gone like that?
Tang Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the torn Impermanence Ghost shattered and turned into the most primitive and pure soul ball.
"Jue'er, take it and play with it!"
After saying that, he threw it to Tang Jue.
Tang Jue didn't hesitate and stuffed it into his mouth.
His eyes lit up.
"Wow, such a rich soul power, father, can you get a few more?"
Tang Xuan smiled and looked at Wujie Beihang.
"Don't ask me, ask them!"
