Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 388

"Woo woo woo~~"

Hundreds of ghosts cried together, wailing and screaming, as if they were suffering great pain.

The surrounding Yin Qi became more and more dense.

Jiang Chen was trapped in the ghost wall and could only watch it all happen.

The elder of the Refining Ghost Sect in the distance sneered, pinched his fingers, and accelerated the operation of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation.

"Damn it, how could you treat them like this?"

"Didn't you hear? They are crying, they are crying so sadly..."

Jiang Chen tried twice again, and found that he could not get out of the ghost wall, so he stopped and looked at the miserable ghosts, clenched his fists, and his eyes were red.

The sadness on his body was very strong.

This kind of emotion was not fake at all, which surprised the ghost Maitreya beside him.

"This young friend has a sincere and kind heart. I didn't expect that in this pedantic land of Jiuzhou, there are still people like me who treat ghosts as human beings!"

He clasped his hands together, his face full of compassion: "What a pity, if you hadn't blocked our plan, I would have let you go."

What he didn't know was.

Jiang Chen's pain was of course very sincere.

A large group of ghosts, all suffering from the pain that penetrated into their souls, their pale faces twisted and throbbing.

If this was caused by me, how much ghost energy would there be?

Unfortunately, it wasn't.

In his eyes, it wasn't these ghosts who were crying, but himself. A lot of his white ghost energy was stolen right in front of him!

Elder Zhang, that's the thief!

As soon as he thought of this.

Jiang Chen stood there, with a gloomy face, and suddenly a very strong murderous intent burst out of his body. His clothes moved without wind, and his demon eyes all looked straight ahead.

The cold light on Bai Guang's precious sword flickered, and a terrifying sword intent was accumulating.

"Divine Sword Pass"

It knows the strongest sword in the world.

Nothing can be broken, nothing can be cut!

The powerful sword intent in his heart was spreading, and the precious sword in his hand burst into a buzzing sound, and the cold light was overflowing.

A group of people around couldn't help but look sideways. At this moment, this young man looked a bit dazzling. He seemed to have turned into a divine sword.

Sharp, sharp, and unparalleled!

"Good sword! Yoshi, it's really a good sword!" On the mountain, the top grandmaster Yamamoto Xingxiong was flushed and spoke with uncontrollable excitement.

He was an expert and could see the extraordinaryness of this sword at a glance.

If he hadn't been suppressed by the Taishan King's son, he would probably have been unable to bear it and rushed over to take the sword.

This side.

Elder Zhang's face also changed a little. He stopped making seals in his hands and hurriedly took out an ancient bronze tripod, looking at the young man in front of him with fear.

He seemed to feel that it was not safe yet. He thought about it, lit three more incense sticks, and carefully inserted them into the ground in front of him.

Just after doing all this.

Jiang Chen over there had already moved, throwing the sword in his hand.

"Evil cultivators are unrighteous, and they are thieves in front of you."

"Punish!"

The last word was spit out, turning into layers of sound waves, constantly echoing around.

Accompanied by a cold voice like a dragon's roar.

A thick silver-white dragon appeared in the field.

The strong sword energy instantly destroyed everything around, leaving a terrifying gully on the ground.

Elder Zhang's eyes widened, his hands shook violently, and he quickly threw the bronze tripod in his hand, which quickly enlarged and turned into the size of a house.

"Bang"

Under the long dragon, it shattered.

There were two more objects behind him, which also blocked him for a very short time. The silver-white dragon, wrapped in terrifying sword pressure, crashed into Elder Zhang.

He thought about hiding and tried to use various secret methods.

But it was useless.

The terrifying sword intent locked him tightly.

In the end, the dragon disappeared in the depths of the fog, and only Elder Zhang's feet were left. The three incense sticks under his feet were almost burned out in an instant.

It seemed that his feet were able to stay because of these three incense sticks.

The whole place was dead silent.

Even the battles of several grandmasters stopped.

Nothing else.

From this sword, except for a few top grandmasters, everyone else felt a strong threat of death!

"This..."

"What a powerful sword!"

"Can Yamamoto Oshio swing such a sword?"

"Of course he can, but he is a top grandmaster!"

"I can't do it. I have been pursuing the realm of swordsmanship! The power of this sword is beyond your comprehension!" On the top of the mountain, Yamamoto Oshio was shaking with excitement, staring at the young man in the field.

"This kid, used the sword talisman?" Daoxuan muttered to himself in the distance, and was also a little unbelievable.

"It's not bad to be able to use the sword talisman to this extent."

Finally, he made such a judgment.

"No! Why is the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation still there? Jiang boy, be careful!"

He shouted.

Daoxuan was probably the only person who was not surprised, so he was very calm and found the problem at the first time.

Sure enough.

At this time, blood kept coming out of Elder Zhang's bloody feet, and they pieced together bit by bit, turning into a brand new body.

Naked, with a dull face.

When the three incense sticks on the ground were completely burned out, his eyes regained their spirit, raised his hand and grabbed, and the clothes on a ghost floated over and were draped on his new body.

Wiped the blood off his face.

His expression was obviously filled with fear, and there was a hint of viciousness: "What a powerful method! Good boy!"

"Your talent and strength are more than ten times stronger than I imagined!"

"Your threat in the future may not be much worse than Wei Wudi."

"Hehe~~"

"What a pity, with such a method, do you still have the strength to do it again? Even if you still have enough strength, where is your sword?"

As if he had survived death, Elder Zhang shed his previous gentleman appearance, revealed his most crazy side, and laughed loudly.

"Today, I almost died, but it was a blessing in disguise. I killed you, and after I go back, I will get unimaginable merits."

He was not talking nonsense.

Because at this moment, after seeing Jiang Chen's true talent and strength, the ghost Maitreya who had always remained unmoved on the side, was eager to move forward a few steps.

"Ghost monk, don't waste your efforts, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation is about to start."

"This man is mine!" Elder Zhang laughed wildly.

Jiang Chen stared at him with a gloomy expression: "You still don't repent after dying once, and you still want to detonate these ghosts."

"It's not a pity to kill a person like you tens of millions of times."

He pointed his fingers like a sword at the other party.

Everyone was stunned, and some were confused.

"Sword!"

With a deep shout, there was a buzzing sound in the mist, and the terrifying sound of something approaching at high speed.

Then.

In the eyes of everyone who was dumbfounded.

A silver-white sword dragon, thicker than before, flew out of the mist, and hit Elder Zhang's body with a "bang", and a handful of blood mist exploded.

The wailing of the ghosts stopped.

This time, Elder Zhang was completely gone.

A great master of the upper level died.

The whole audience was silent.

The Baiguang Zhibao Sword fell back into Jiang Chen's hands.

He looked at the ghosts around him with pity.

Just when everyone was guessing that he was going to let the ghosts go, he raised his hand and held it in the air, and the Yin Shen Hammer flew over. The names on it kept twisting, and a series of terrifying figures with dull faces and death written all over their bodies appeared in the field.

"What a pitiful group of ghosts."

"You have no home anymore, it doesn't matter, I will give you a new home, come and join us! We are a warm big family, here, no one will hurt you!"

Jiang Chen smiled and said.

After carefully observing the group of ghosts with numb expressions and obviously lost their self-awareness.

The people and ghosts around couldn't help but stare.

This is obviously worse than falling into the hands of the Refining Ghost Sect!

After all, in the Refining Ghost Sect, ghosts are still ghosts after all, and they can move by themselves. When they come to you, it's not certain what they will become.

So you were so sad and angry just now, not for these ghosts, but just because you wanted these ghosts not to be in your hands, right?

This time we stood in the fog and couldn't tell people from dogs...

Jiang Chen also felt the gazes around him. He didn't care about the prejudice of the world and continued to smile gently, accepting a group of homeless ghosts.

"Everyone looks a little shy, it's okay, Xiao He, take your family to accept our new family!"

He waved his hand.

The two half-step evil spirits led the way and rushed up to hunt a group of ghosts.

As for the evil spirit, seeing that the situation was not right, it turned around and fled, and appeared a thousand meters away.

Jiang Chen didn't let it go either.

He murmured in his mouth.

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Shattering, turned into divine thunder..."

The Baiguang Supreme Sword was wrapped in a layer of blazing white thunder.

"Slaughter God!"

A sword was swung out, and a thick thunder light swept past. The space around the evil spirit began to twist strangely, but it was ineffective and could not be stopped.

Thunder can break illusions.

Jiang Chen could have broken the so-called ghost wall long ago.

I didn't use it before, just because I was afraid of hurting innocent ghosts.

"Bang"

The evil spirit was seriously injured, Jiang Chen came forward with the Yin Shen Hammer and personally took it into the big family.

But so far.

He was also very exhausted, and his eyebrows were exhausted. He was obviously a little slower in his speed.

He stood in front of Lao Wei's coffin again, with a hammer in one hand and a sword in the other, looking at the ghost Maitreya vigilantly.

The other party showed obvious murderous intent at the last moment before.

But heThe speed at which he summoned the sword dragon was too fast, so he didn't have time to attack.

At this time, he saw the two allies die.

Although the young man in front of him did not show any signs of fatigue, the vigilance on his face actually said it all.

The smile that Gui Maitreya had always maintained became even more intense.