Hundreds, thousands, thousands......

Boom!

Almost as soon as the words fell, under the mask, Yang Mucheng's pupils became radiant again. Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed his right hand, as if grasping the wind. Then, slam downward!

Whew-

A sharp whistling sound resounded rapidly, and then everyone saw it, and a piercing sword qi slashed down directly from the sky.

'Ahhh~'

There was a sharp tearing sound, and it resounded violently.

A huge slash mark spread from Yang Mucheng's feet to the front of the Great Ghost King. And the big ghost king was directly cut in half!

"It's useless, it's useless...... Old Monster Yang, even if you kill it a thousand times, a hundred times, it won't die!"

Zhao Qianyang sneered and shook his head, his eyes full of inexhaustible mockery.

Moment order in hand.

He didn't even need to pinch any seals, and the Great Ghost King, who was cut in half, was restored in an instant.

Almost at the same time.

Yang Mucheng slapped it and slapped it again.

Boom! Boom!

Bursts of terrible popping sounds kept ringing. All the warriors around him stared at the front with round eyes. The Great Ghost King was shattered again almost as soon as he recovered.

Once, twice, three times!

Ten times, twenty times, thirty times!

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred!

The martial artists present, including Zhao Qianyang, had already gone from the previous shock to numbness. They couldn't even count how many times this big demon king had been killed by Yang Mucheng.

I just knew that almost when this big demon king was resurrected, he was bombarded and killed by Yang Mucheng.

But gradually.

The doubts around quietly stopped.

Because, the big ghost king, although he has still been able to recondense back into his body. But the body is no longer as substantial as before, but has become more and more blurry and transparent.

The previous resurrection can be done in a single thought. Until now, it is getting longer and longer, and even this time, it took half a column of incense. Everyone can see clearly that it is only a matter of time before Yang Mucheng kills this big ghost king!

"Eat My Last Blow......"

Just after the transparent Great Ghost King, which was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, recovered again, Yang Mucheng let out a cold voice.

Then he grew up, his eyes were fierce, and the Phaseless Tribulation Divine Finger suddenly pointed at the center of the Great Ghost King's eyebrows.

"Whoa!"

A burst of brocade silk tearing sound came impressively.

Then.

I saw that the big ghost king was like a balloon that had exploded into countless pieces, and countless fragments flew in all directions.

This time, though.

The Great Ghost King never recovered......

"Finally dead!"

At this time, the martial artists present couldn't help but have such a thought in their minds.

After Yang Mucheng pointed out to kill the Great Ghost Queen, his eyes also turned slowly and fell on Zhao Qianyang's body.

This moment.

Zhao Qianyang's face was already pale, and he found that Yang Mucheng looked towards him, pinching the seal in a panic, as if he wanted to reunite the great ghost king.

But at this moment, the Great Ghost King is like a stone ox entering the sea, and he doesn't have the slightest reaction, and he still doesn't have the slightest reaction depending on how he pinched the seal, as if he was completely dead.

"Whew!"

Yang Mucheng grabbed it with his right hand.

Suddenly, Zhao Qianyang only felt a suction force surge, and the moment order trembled violently, flying directly to Yang Mucheng's palm.

"This is the Moment Order?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

When he started, he only felt a chill to his bones, surging rapidly, making his whole person shiver uncontrollably.

"I don't know, is this order really as terrible as rumored?"

Yang Mucheng looked at Zhao Qianyang.

At this moment, Zhao Qianyang only felt that his scalp was numb, and a bad feeling surged into his heart quickly.

can become the sect master of the second-tier sect, Zhao Qianyang is not Sun Lie's one-tendon goods, he can bend and stretch. He tried every means to kill Yang Mucheng before, how could Yang Mucheng spare him now?

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Qianyang's body turned and fled. He stretched out his arms, like a white crane hanging its wings, soaring up, but in an instant, he had already escaped thousands of feet, and some of the weaker ones couldn't even see Zhao Qianyang's figure clearly.

"Escaped?"

At this moment, everyone was only surprised.

But when I think about it, I think it's normal. Now, Zhao Qianyang has no successor. His mixed yuan was smashed by Dao Qing Yan Wanghu. Juzi Ling was not only taken away by Yang Mucheng, but even the big ghost king inside was killed, if he didn't flee at this time, would he wait for death?

"It's easy to come, but it's hard to go!"

"You want to kill me, but you just give up halfway? Not to mention ......"

Yang Mucheng dragged out his tone, glanced at the moment order in his hand with a smile, and said:

"I'm going to try this order with you!"

As soon as he heard the order, Zhao Qianyang's frightened three corpse gods jumped violently, and the cold hairs on his body exploded, and he couldn't wait to use all the strength to eat milk, and flew away desperately towards the distance.

"Go!"

However.

Yang Mucheng only had a little right hand, and only heard a piercing whistling.

The sword of the blue lotus brought up a gorgeous sword light, and everyone only saw a cyan lightning, surging rapidly. Then, Zhao Qianyang in mid-air was already trembling violently, and the whole person was immediately pierced by this sword......

This moment.

Time seemed to have stopped, and Zhao Qianyang's body seemed to be immobilized, and it was nailed to the spot. Plumes of black smoke slowly poured out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then converged into a ghost in mid-air.

And that ghost shadow is exactly what Zhao Qianyang looks like.

Almost at the same time as the ghost was formed, I saw this ghost shadow, under the control of a huge force, and quickly threw it into the moment order in Yang Mucheng's hand. The moment made a violent tremble, and a ripple was formed, and Zhao Qianyang's soul was included in it.

Then.

At the same time, a teardrop-like trace also appeared.

"Sect Master!"

Seeing this scene, the elders of the Pure Yang Returning Sect exclaimed one after another.

This order has been kept by them for so many years, how can they not know the horror of this token. Once the soul is included in the Moment Order, it will become a slave of the Moment Order.

In other words, although Zhao Qianyang died in the hands of Yang Mucheng with his own hands, after Zhao Qianyang died, he still had to obey Yang Mucheng's orders.

"It doesn't seem too powerful!"

Yang Mucheng withdrew his gaze from the order, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied. "It doesn't seem to be very strong...... I don't know, what will happen with the souls of you elders?"

(End of chapter)