e-booksonline Chapter 905 Ghost Cultivator, Another Mingyutian?
Chapter 905 Ghost Cultivator, Another Mingyutian?
"Jiang Lingtian, we are being targeted!"
There was no need for Jiang Lingtian to say anything, Xin Ziran realized the danger.
"Well, if I'm not mistaken, the strange changes in this sky burial place should be related to the things in the temple."
"As for the things that are staring at us..."
Before the sound transmission landed, Jiang Lingtian turned around abruptly.
He was still turning around, but his fists were already clenched.
Turn around and punch!
It hit the unknown and weird behind him hard!
boom!
This punch full of killing intent was Jiang Lingtian's full force.
The power of one punch can be described as earth-shattering.
The fist wind suddenly rose, destroying the weird thing in front of him like a cripple.
Even, this punch was too ruthless.
Jiang Lingtian didn't even see clearly what the hell was standing behind them.
After the shocking changes in the ancient city, the Divine Sense couldn't be deployed, which was beyond Jiang Lingtian's expectations.
However, being unable to see things with Divine Sense does not mean that Jiang Lingtian's acuity is reduced.
He could still clearly sense that there was something behind him.
Although it was blasted into dross by that ghost with one punch, it disappeared without a trace.
But this punch still gave Jiang Lingtian a feeling.
He hit a real object, actually is not a ghost or something...
Wait, ghosts? !
Suddenly, Jiang Lingtian realized something.
"It turns out that this ancient city hasn't changed, and we haven't traveled through time. It's impossible to go back to the past."
"The changes in this ancient city are nothing more than a blindfold."
"Ghost!"
"These people are all ghosts!"
soul!
The soul of a practitioner can also cultivate, to the extreme, and can even reach the level of Tianzun.
Existing in the world with the body of the soul is a different kind of practice.
In the Immortal Domain, there is also a common name for this kind of practitioner, called Ghost Dao! Ghost repair!
At this moment, the residents of the town below noticed Jiang Lingtian and Xin Ziran.
Thousands of people nearby suddenly froze in place.
He stared fixedly at the two of them.
That sluggish look, combined with the expressionless eyes, made it as creepy as it could be.
Xin Ziran was so frightened that his legs went weak.
In fact, she is not afraid of the sky or the earth, no matter how awesome she is, Xin Ziran does not panic.
But this little girl is afraid of ghosts.
"Ghost...ghost...ghost repair..."
Xin Ziran's lips trembled.
Being stared at by thousands of people, in fact, let alone this little girl, I am afraid that a normal person would feel a wave of fear.
This feeling is really weird.
Jiang Lingtian didn't feel anything.
After he realized the reason for the change in the ancient city, chaos suddenly surged around Jiang Lingtian's body.
These chaotic qi turned into a bunch of chaotic long swords in the void!
"Aww~"
Suddenly, the familiar voice sounded again.
It was the shrill scream that came from the pitch-black temple when the ancient city hadn't changed.
After this sound, the residents in the city suddenly changed.
A person, whether male, female, old or young, has a hideous look on his face.
There was a little girl in a flowered padded jacket, holding a red candy Calabash in her hand, but her mouth was grinning directly to the base of her neck.
With a weird smile, he let out a terrifying silver bell laugh.
"Fuck! Ghost!"
"Are these all ghost cultivators?!" "Hiss~ not good, ghost cultivators are very sinister, don't let them get close!"
In an instant, changes occurred everywhere in the ancient city.
Some practitioners who hadn't reacted were immediately grabbed by the ghosts around them.
A woman screamed in horror, surrounded by a group of silver souls, as if countless hands were drowning her and tearing her apart!
In the blink of an eye, the woman was divided and eaten by a group of ghosts.
Eat clean! Not even a splash of blood...
The area where Jiang Lingtian is located is even more severely affected by ghosts.
After all, close to the weird black temple.
People from the city also gather here.
Thousands of people were staring at Jiang Lingtian and Xin Ziran, but now, a group of ghosts flew from the sky!
The ghosts below, no longer pretending, each with a strange smile on their faces, stretched out their hands, as if wanting to touch Jiang Lingtian.
The densely packed smiling faces seemed to gather into an ocean.
It's so weird!
Xin Ziran was so frightened that he sat down on the eaves, trembling.
Jiang Lingtian also frowned.
There are quite a few ghosts here.
But he didn't intend to get entangled with these ghosts.
The chaotic Sword Qi shot out suddenly.
Whoosh whoosh!
Amidst bursts of piercing sounds, Jiang Lingtian emptied all the ghosts around him in the blink of an eye!
The ghosts flying from all directions from the sky were also directly isolated by Jiang Lingtian with the chaotic energy.
Chaos all over the sky Sword Qi, on the street, shuttling constantly.
Jian Jian collapsed! Take the enemy's life with the sword!
"These ghosts are not difficult to deal with except for some strange undead substances."
"But, it's time for the petty fights to end."
"What the hell are you, you hide your head and show your tail, don't you even dare to show your face?"
Jiang Lingtian's eyes fixed on the pitch-black temple.
And at this moment, there were shrill hisses piercing the sky from all over the ancient city.
For a moment, the entire ancient city was filled with this strange sound.
The sound is annoying.
Jiang Lingtian frowned, and immediately stopped waiting.
Black and white flashed in his eyes!
Great Yin & Yang!
Divide life and death!
Jiang Lingtian slapped towards the pitch-black temple with a palm.
In the void, a big hand slammed it down!
Palm edge birth and death!
Palm life and death!
Even ghosts! That also has to die!
boom!
A huge roar sounded.
This palm was blocked in mid-air by an equally huge hand.
This huge palm is completely black, and is completely composed of strange undead substances!
But this hand is indeed as real as it is.
The two palms collided in mid-air, and a terrifying aura erupted!
In the pitch-black temple, an old man in a black robe, with a strange grin on his mouth, came out slowly.
The moment Jiang Lingtian saw the old man, he was surprised.
This old guy? !
Xin Ziran also noticed the black-robed old man, and the little girl immediately widened her eyes.
"what?!"
"what happened!"
"Ming Yutian?! Is he Ming Yutian??"
That's right!
The appearance of this black-robed old man is exactly the same as that of Ming Yutian!
If there is any difference between Ming Yutian and Ming Yutian, it is that Ming Yutian is wearing a white robe, while the old man in front of him is wearing a black robe.
"Ming Yutian..."
"No, is it another Ming Yutian?"