Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 167: Flames of the Dead

The thick yin energy seemed to have turned into ice, freezing everyone on the spot. Blue flames suddenly shot out from Changying's hands, forming countless lines of fire, and rushed into the sword formation.

The disciples in the sword formation immediately let out shrill screams, and the formation began to loosen again. Countless red-clothed disciples fled in fear, avoiding the burning of the blue flames.

However, as soon as he moved to escape, he was immediately possessed by the blue flame. His entire body was first frozen into an ice sculpture, and then the flame penetrated his body and completely burned his internal organs to ashes.

These disciples who were wrapped in blue flames could not even utter a scream as they died.

Bai Zhi's eyes were bloodshot, the strength of this powerful ghost cultivator was really hard to guard against. The previous ghost cultivators and evil cultivators were all at the fifth or sixth realm, and there were almost no ghost cultivators at the seventh realm in Nancangzhou. There were really too few strategies to deal with this strange magic.

Looking at such a tragic scene, Bai Zhi suddenly remembered a page of ancient book that she had read in Pinjiange when she was a child, which seemed to have recorded something about it.

This blue flame is not a real flame, but a kind of refined poisonous insect, which was later used by ghost cultivators and evil cultivators to bring disaster to the world.

Thinking of this——

Bai Zhi suddenly shouted loudly:

"Don't move, or you'll die. This flame is made of insects. As long as you don't move, they won't be able to sense your presence!"

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, countless Longyuan disciples gritted their teeth and persevered, enduring the pain of being burned by the cold flames. However, they did not move, and the flames continued to circle around them and could not fly into their bodies.

The powerful men from Jiuzhou who were watching felt cold all over.

This is not an invitation to a sword fight, but a battle to destroy a sect.

With the power of one person, he can wipe out an entire great sword sect.

As a great pillar of the country, Changying's method today is to completely wipe out the Longyuan Sword Sect from the map of Nancangzhou.

Seeing that his magic was not working, Chang Ying suddenly sneered:

"Lord Baihuang, do you think this is the so-called Flame of the Dead? You are wrong. You shouldn't underestimate the abilities of a Ninth Realm expert!"

In the gloomy and cold wind, Chang Ying's whistle suddenly sounded:

The whistle was very light and soft, so quiet that many people could not hear it, but the blue flames were stimulated by the whistle, and wisps of dark purple death energy emerged from the flames and roamed in the formation.

Changying closed his eyes, raised his hands to the sky, and chanted softly:

"Servants of the Shadow, possess me, harvest their souls, and bring them back to the soul land of my people!"

This dark death energy suddenly became violent, flying everywhere.

This shadowy death energy was like a long snake, constantly cruising and devouring in the sky sword formation. Wherever the death energy passed, countless elites of the Longyuan Sword Sect suddenly turned pale and lost their blood color. Then, their arms and bodies that were waving the sword energy froze at the same time.

In their immortal sea of ​​consciousness, souls fled from their physical bodies in terror, as if there were some extremely terrifying insects inside their bodies, driving their souls out.

However, before these white ghosts could find their way, they were swallowed up by the purple death energy and turned into nothingness.

The sky was filled with twisted, uncomfortable, and painfully screaming faces. These faces gradually disappeared in the shadow of death, screaming and groaning.

Such a gruesome method of killing was the first time seen not only by Du Fang but also by many others. Everyone had an expression of disbelief and surprise on their faces.

Many people are discussing:

"Is this the true power of great power? The ghost cultivators of the Ninth Realm are so terrifying. They kill people not with sword energy, but with sword light. It is so terrifying and strange that it is impossible to defend against it!"

Many of the people who came were from the seven major sword sects.

Having spent their entire lives practicing swordsmanship, everyone was now covered in cold sweats at this horrific and terrifying method of killing.

Bai Zhi watched as a massacre had begun.

I can't sit still anymore.

If this continues, even if she wins today, the Longyuan Sword Sect will be destroyed. What's the point of her being a hollow commander?

As he thought of this, a clear whistle suddenly sounded.

He swung his sword towards the sword tomb.

The nine rays of light in the sword tomb became stronger and stronger. After merging into Bai Zhi's sword body, they began to surge, and the space in the sky began to make a tearing sound.

Bai Zhi's blood-red eyes were fixed on the coffin matrix.

That is the real imperial weapon, and also the key for the Great Pillar State to launch the shadow death energy and bone storm.

She directly sacrificed the Nine-Eyed Star Sea Bead.

The bead was filled with the blood of the ancient beast and flew into the blood-red hilt of the magic sword.

The entire space began to become chaotic, and Bai Zhi's expression was cold and stern, and she was still constantly absorbing the nine rays of light rising from the sword tomb.

At this time, everyone could see clearly that Bai Zhi was gathering strength and was about to strike down with the sword.

The coffin matrix of the imperial weapon of the Great Pillar State Changying will surely be shattered.

Even as she gathered her strength, the slaughter continued.

Seeing that one, two, and countless red-robed disciples' souls were devoured, finally two sword-wielding elders of the seventh realm could no longer sit still.

They were considered to be the offerings invited by Baizhi.

Strictly speaking, they are not the direct descendants of the sword sect.

At this time, the Nine-Level Imperial Weapon of the Great Pillar State erupted, and they were slaughtered like ants. The two could no longer sit still and let out a long roar at the same time.

His body suddenly flew out from the sword formation, like an arrow shot from a bow, and fled directly into the distance.

Bai Zhi, who was gathering strength, saw this scene, gritted her teeth, glared angrily, and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

The nine rays of light in the sword tomb seemed to contain divine power. She was trying hard to hold on, but she didn't expect that someone would defect.

As the leader of the sword sect, Bai Zhi knew that if she didn't stop it now, the army would be defeated and the sword formation would immediately fall apart.

She screamed:

"Traitor! Deserter!"

A distant voice came from the two of them, saying, "Lord Baihuang, we are in our prime and haven't lived enough. Today, Longyuan shed blood on the mountain. It will be a legend in the world. We have made mistakes. We will come to burn incense and sweep your graves next year!"

The sword formation immediately began to waver after losing the support of its two most powerful warriors.

At this time, in the area where they left, hundreds of red-clothed disciples were pierced through the body by the shadowy death energy, and their snow-white souls were plundered by the purple energy.

Hundreds of twisted and painful faces were screaming in pain in the purple clouds.

Disappears quickly.

The two positions on Longyuan Sacred Mountain immediately became a purgatory on earth. The people whose souls were extracted had their bodies frozen into ice sculptures by the blue flames.

Sixteen black-robed elders stepped out of the crowd at the same time, flew to Bai Zhi, and bowed down:

"Master, hurry up and leave! Today's battle is not going well. We will risk our lives to get you out of this space!"

Looking at the anxious faces of these sword sect elders, Bai Zhi suddenly laughed:

"Do you think that Longyuan, after thousands of years of existence, only has this much ability? Hehe, you not only underestimate the Qinghua Empress, you also underestimate me!"