Chapter 1012 The Void Talisman Shows His Power Again

The middle-aged monk looked at Mo Li, the handsome ghost, through the ghost soldiers, and frowned deeply: "The other side has a handsome ghost, as long as we use up all the talismans and let him kill him, it will be regarded as a ghost." You and I can't beat him together!"

"How many talismans are there, and how much time can it support?" Xu Ziyan frowned slightly.

"One quarter of an hour!"

"Okay! Try to delay as long as possible! Protect the law for me!"

When Xu Ziyan finished speaking, he sank the whole soul into Ziyan's space. This is her unreserved trust in the other party. For some reason, Xu Ziyan feels in her heart that the other party is a trustworthy and respectable person, and it has nothing to do with whether it is a friend or an enemy. It's a feeling, a feeling of trust.

When the middle-aged monk saw Xu Ziyan standing in front of him, he seemed to have entered the brewing of an advanced spell. For Xu Ziyan's belief in himself, he couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, and his eyes showed pride. A person who can be trusted by the enemy is definitely something to be proud of!

Tightening a green bamboo in his hand, he said softly: "Okay, the old man will personally protect you. Any Raksha ghost cultivator who wants to hurt you must step on my corpse first!"

Xu Ziyan's primordial spirit is standing in Ziyan's space at this time, stretching out a finger to pull out a very blurred afterimage, and the white life energy between heaven and earth rushes towards Xu Ziyan crazily.

A series of mysterious lines formed in Xu Ziyan's hands, and then these lines quickly formed mysterious patterns, and these mysterious patterns gradually formed a huge mysterious pattern. It was Xu Ziyan who used the white life energy to Void character.

A quarter of an hour passed, and all of You Ming's treasures were used up. These talisman treasures are all specially made, not the kind of talisman commonly used in the world of cultivating immortals, so even if there are talisman treasures on the body of the cultivation base in the nether world, they cannot be used as light bullets.

The middle-aged monk suddenly shouted: "The No. 1 Squadron will line up with me for..."

I remembered that I didn't know Xu Ziyan's name. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed: "Protect her! The second, third, and fourth squadrons each line up and swear to protect Netherworld to the death."

"Boom~~~"

The two teams collided. Instantly. The sound of fighting and howling. The sound of explosions of spells and the impact of weapons gathered in one place. The scene was chaotic and tragic. Hundreds of thousands of monks and Rakshasa gathered at the junction of the Netherworld and the ghost world. Tragic to the extreme.

Li Li and two high-level ghost generals flew from the sky and swooped down on the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk led more than 10,000 people to lay a huge inverted seven-star formation.

Seeing Ghost Commander Mo Li rushing towards him, he yelled, "Seven stars are fighting for glory!"

Seven thick beams of light suddenly condensed from the tens of thousands of people, extending towards seven directions. Then it quickly spun around the center of the formation, sweeping towards the pounced ghost soldiers.

Countless ghost soldiers were turned into powder under the sweep of the beam of light. The ghost commander Mo Li and the two ghost generals each released a huge bone stick, filled with black air, and slammed it towards the beam of light viciously.

"Boom~~Boom~~"

A series of explosions, mutual forces collided in one place, and the seven beams of light began to spy quickly under the bombardment of Guishuai Moli and the two ghost generals. The violence generated by the mutual bombardment of the two forces shattered countless human monks in the formation. However, those human monks quickly changed their positions. Although the inverted seven-star formation is shrinking, the formation is still strong. Although the seven beams of light are weakening rapidly, they are still sweeping continuously.

The middle-aged monk in the center of the formation glanced at Xu Ziyan who was still standing with his eyes closed, gritted his teeth, raised his hand and threw the green bamboo in his hand into the air. The green bamboo suddenly released green light, full of infinite vitality , inserted into the eye of the formation, the middle-aged monk flipped his hand and pointed at the green bamboo in the eye of the formation. The true essence in his body was continuously transported into the green bamboo, and his face turned pale rapidly.

Suddenly, the seven beams of light lit up again, and there was still a trace of green in the beams of light. The surrounding ghost soldiers died more quickly. Gui Shuai Mo Li's face was filled with black air, and the black air on his body suddenly faded, and the black air that was drawn away rushed into the bone stick in his hand. The bone stick became huge in an instant, and smashed down continuously towards the beams of light.

The two ghost generals standing next to the ghost commander Mo Li were just like Li Li, but they were not as powerful as Li Li, but that was also the strength of a high-level ghost general, and they smashed down the beam of light non-stop.

"Boom~~"

A beam of light dissipated, and the monks who formed the inverted seven-star formation were all ordinary monks, far from Guishuai Moli's cultivation base. The most important thing was that the monks in the seven formations did not have the five elements in Taixuanzong Square. The host of the big formation is Wuming, Xu Tianlang and others are so perverted.

In the following time, the casualties of human monks intensified, and the beams of light were extinguished one after another. When the last beam of light broke, the middle-aged monk raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was full of despair, and he looked back at Xu Ziyan behind him.

Now there are only more than 6,000 monks in the No. 1 Squadron standing around. Everyone is looking at the middle-aged monks with puzzled eyes. They don't know why their captain has to swear to protect him to the death. The woman in the middle is also full of anger towards Xu Ziyan. They don't want to be beaten passively in order to protect Xu Ziyan. They want to rush out and fight ghost Xiu to the death.

And at this moment, Xu Ziyan opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the situation in his field of vision, and also saw the condition of the middle-aged monk. With gratitude in his heart, he said softly, "Leave it to me!"

Although the voice of these words was soft, they clearly reached the ears of the middle-aged monk amidst the thunderous fighting. And the middle-aged monk also seemed to firmly believe that the other party can solve the crisis in front of him, nodded and said: "I'll leave it to you!"

Xu Ziyan smiled faintly, turned his head to look at Gui Shuai Mo Li who was flying towards him, stretched out a slender finger, and pointed at him.

From Xu Ziyan's fingertips, a very bright white light magnifies quickly, and the void symbols that Xu Ziyan has carved in Ziyan's space are projected from her fingers, releasing a surge of life. An extremely mysterious pattern covers the entire sky.

From the extremely mysterious pattern, densely packed white lotus flowers fluttered down, full of holiness and vitality. White light was released, hovering in the air, spinning out a piece of white light, and the whole sky seemed to be raining white flowers. It was silent, but in this silence, those ghost soldiers melted away. But the body of the human monk was swept by the white light, but he felt that his spirit was revived, and the consumed cultivation base was gradually recovering, and the injured wound was recovering rapidly.

"Ah~~~"

The entire Netherworld resounded with shrill screams, and the ghost general Mo Li and the ghost general frantically fled towards the ghost world, but before flying out a few positions, the ghost general began to dissolve, amidst the mournful wailing sound Dissolved between heaven and earth.

When Ghost Commander Mo Li heard the mournful wailing of the two ghost generals behind him, his heart trembled, and he swung his arms and flew towards the ghost world even faster. However, after a few more movements, he realized that something was wrong, and when he looked down, his two arms had disappeared.

"Ah~~"

With a shrill scream, Guishuai Mo Li's head disappeared, followed by his upper body, but his two legs were still running in the air, but they also disappeared into the air before taking a few steps.

It took half a quarter of an hour for the mysterious pattern to be released before exhausting the last trace of energy, and the scene of white lotuses in the sky gradually disappeared. However, in this short period of half a quarter of an hour, more than 20,000 ghost soldiers around the inverted seven-star formation disappeared without a trace.

Xu Ziyan raised a palm high, and a huge palm appeared in the sky, and shot towards a group of ghost soldiers with two ghost generals.

The wind roared, the space oscillated, and there was a loud rumbling noise. A big handprint was printed on the nether world. Two ghost generals and thousands of ghost soldiers were smashed into powder by Xu Ziyan's palm. The two ghost generals on the other side led the remaining ghost soldiers with a cry, and fled towards the ghost world desperately.

At this time, all the Nether cultivators finally woke up from the shock, each of them cheered up, roaring and chasing after the Raksha Ghost Cultivator.

Xu Ziyan didn't chase it out, and neither did the middle-aged monks. There were only two of them left in the defense line of Nether, and the rest of the monks chased out of Nether and rushed into the ghost world.

The middle-aged monk turned his head and looked at Xu Ziyan with complicated eyes. After a long time, he let out a breath and said, "My name is Liu Yu!"

"My name is Xu Ziyan!" Xu Ziyan will naturally not hide it at this time, even for a hero like Liu Yu, Xu Ziyan will not hide it anymore.

"Xu Ziyan?"

Liu Yu exclaimed, followed by bitterness on his face. Xu Ziyan's name is now famous in the vast continent, how could he not have heard of it. It's not like he didn't know about his son's virtues. At this moment, he understood that his son had kicked the iron plate, and it was a huge iron plate. Even standing in front of this iron plate, he could do nothing.

With a vigorous spirit, he looked at Xu Ziyan and said solemnly: "Patriarch Xu, you can kill me now, otherwise I will definitely seek revenge from you."

Xu Ziyan's face could not help being bitter. He took a deep breath and said softly: "Liu Daoyou, your son, you should understand!"

Liu Yu's face was a little embarrassed, he turned his face slightly and said: "I understand! But..."

He turned his face again and said: "But, he is my son, and he must avenge his murder!"

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