Chapter 8： Immortal Emperor in White, 1 Sword Comes from the West

With the manifestation of the world and the recovery of demons everywhere, there are gradually high mountains in the city, and the Tianhe River manifests in the city, and even some strange ancient buildings appear in the city. The ancient and modern buildings are mixed together, forming a A very eccentric style.

The news of the ghost's resurgence was widely spread on the Internet, TV, text messages, and various communities, and spread to thousands of households. When people heard the news, they panicked and began to communicate the situation in their own cities online.

"What? Before the lakeside outside Jianghai City was a mass grave, where 100,000 evil spirits were resurrected?"

"The news is solid, there are pictures, facts, and videos. I can see the heavy armored ghost general at the head."

"My God, what do they want to do? Do they want to destroy the city?"

"Alas, I knew that the consequences of the game world's manifestation would be a catastrophe."

"Don't panic, everyone, we still have an army of monks, as long as the monks are there, don't be afraid."

The first lesson of the world's manifestation is that ghosts are rampant, and many people's mentality collapses directly.

In a luxury office building in Jianghai City.

"Mr. Bai, can you solve those ghosts outside the city with your strength?"

"I'm afraid not, I can feel that there is a very powerful aura outside the city, even a lot stronger than me, I am afraid it is a ghost emperor. And this is not as simple as one or two ghosts, but the entire ghost country has manifested. Come out. The ghost emperor's strength has reached the realm of the fairy king. When they are in the game, they are not a BOSS that players can resist. "Bai Yanbing helped her golden eyes, and a dignified expression appeared on her beautiful face.

At the same time, Qin Mu had just learned the news that the ghost country had come and the army of 100,000 ghost soldiers had landed in the city. He couldn't help thinking about whether he should take action to save this crisis. But after thinking for a moment, he still decided to wait. It would be best if he could solve this crisis without himself.

He waited and watched for a while before talking.

A hundred miles away from Jianghai City

The yin evil spirit is extremely strong, and there are dense ghosts everywhere, covering the world, and there are even several ghost kings on the black cloud.

One of them is wearing a red robe palace skirt. Under the slender jade neck, the waves are like anger, and it is extremely full. Under the skirt, there is a thigh with perfect proportions, which is white and attractive. Xiang Jianghai City, his eyes are full of brilliance.

"There aren't many powerful cultivators in this world, and the strongest one I sense at the moment is the Taiyi Jinxian." Another tall man in black armor said.

"Mortals naturally don't need to be afraid, but it's best to be careful when we come to the new world." The third person had a black face and white eyes, looking very strange. In his opinion, having landed in this world for no reason, it is best to be careful.

"Baiyan, you are also a general under the command of Lord Ghost Emperor, but you are a little less courageous in changing the world." The red-dressed ghost king laughed.

The Heijia Ghost King nodded in approval: "Tian Ji is right, this world is not like the previous world. Before, there was an invisible barrier in the world that blocked us from the ghost country, and there was no way to get out. Now is different, today's Although the world looks different, the barrier has disappeared, which means that we can work hard and have a good meal!"

Soon the ghost soldiers approached the city and stopped at the city gate.

"It's so popular, I'm already hungry and thirsty, Lord Ghost King, give me an order!"

Many ghost soldiers have green light in their eyes, and they can't wait.

In front was Jianghai City, a city with a population of over one million. All the ghost soldiers were red-eyed and impatient. They felt like hungry lions seeing their prey.

Tianji Ghost King licked his bright lips with his tongue, and said two cold words: "Tucheng."

All the ghost soldiers charged forward, looking from the sky to the ground, rushing towards Jianghai City like a black tide.

In a short while, several figures appeared in the void, all of them with strong cultivation, they were immortal cultivators. Standing in the first place is Uncle Yan. His cultivation has reached Taiyi Jinxian, which is comparable to the strength of several ghost kings. At the same time, there are also other monks who have reached the fairyland. From a distance, there are dozens of them. , are at least the powerhouses of the real fairyland.

"It turned out to be you guys." When the ghost kings saw this, they didn't panic at all, but instead showed excited smiles, knowing that the souls of immortal cultivators are more delicious.

"Stop ahead. If you want to enter the city, step over our bodies first."

Although Uncle Yan is simple and honest, his words are righteous and awe-inspiring. As an important member of the Yuxian Division, he must protect the safety of the city.

Uncle Yan condensed a whisk in his hand. His occupation in the game is a Taoist priest, and he specializes in restraining these ghosts.

Sure enough, Tian Ji, Bai Yan and the other ghost kings immediately showed disgust when they saw Fuchen's figure. The one they hated the most was the Taoist priest.

"A group of ants dare to challenge the ghost country, are you worthy too?"

Tianji Ghost King sneered.

At this time, someone posted the live broadcast of this **** scene on the Internet, and netizens immediately discussed it.

"This is the pillar of my Daxia Xiu Xianjie!"

"If I can survive this time, I will definitely cultivate immortality."

Many people hold expectations, hoping that these monks can repel these ghost kings. This is the first large-scale melee since the world manifested.

The cultivation of the six ghost kings has reached the realm of golden immortals. Among them, the generals of the three ghost kings have reached the Taiyi golden immortal, but the strongest on the human side is only the Taiyi golden immortal, Uncle Yan.

Uncle Yan had a solemn expression on his face. The strength of several ghost kings was too strong and there were too many. The outcome of this battle might be unknown.

"Today, even if I fall here, I can't let you step into the river and sea for half a step!"

Every time he took a step, his aura became stronger, and ripples appeared under his feet, forming golden lotus flowers. He lifted the whisk and swung it, and a strong and domineering energy shot forward.

The Heijia Ghost King, Tian Ji Ghost King, and the White Eyed Ghost King shot at the same time, easily resolving them.

Afterwards, they joined forces to launch the Great Ghost Realm Formation. Ghost Qi rose up and turned into a **** hand, grabbed Uncle Yan directly, and slammed it to the ground.

He didn't keep his hand at all, and as soon as he came up, he gave a dead hand.

"The Thirty-Six Ghost Arrays of Earth Demon?" Uncle Yan fell to the ground, barely stood up, and suddenly spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and the hand holding the whisk was trembling non-stop.

He didn't expect that the other party would come to three people at once, and he also used a large formation. This was something he didn't expect. The other party didn't talk about martial arts at all.

Tianji Ghost King sneered: "You think we will give you a chance, we have already learned a lot of experience, this time we will not give humanity another chance."

Seeing Uncle Yan's astonishment, the Heijia Ghost King couldn't help laughing: "Everything should be over, are you ready to die?"

In just one round, Uncle Yan, the strongest fighting force on the Terran side, was completely trapped, and he lost his fighting ability.

The human camp is completely one-sided. Without magic weapons, it is impossible to defeat these ghost kings!

At this time, the hearts of the netizens watching the live broadcast were sticking to their throats.

If he loses, it means that Jiang Hai is about to fall, and there are millions of people!

Ghost clouds are all over the place, black barriers are all over the eyes, and the morale of the ghost country army with the blessing of the skeleton vision is extremely strong. On the other hand, on the human side, all faces are bleak, and the cloud of sorrow is in everyone's heart.

Netizens from other countries saw the imminent fall of Daxia Jianghai City, and they all commented:

"Is this Daxia? With so many people, even a few supernatural beings can't handle it?"

"I'm dying of laughter, aren't there a few strong people standing up?"

"Ohmygod, why don't you believe in our God?"

...

Many people have seen that UU Reading is powerless to argue, because the situation has completely collapsed, and Jianghai City is about to fall!

At this moment, a dazzling divine light shot out from between Jianghai City and penetrated the heavens and the earth. The cloud of skeletons and ghost fog accumulated over the city all collapsed, forming a giant white hole.

A terrifying breath descends on the world!

"Om!"

The humming of the sword came from the sky.

The white-eyed ghost king felt this breath, his face changed instantly, he raised his head sharply and looked into the distance, his eyes were full of surprise.

Uncle Yan and the few true immortal cultivators around him were also stunned, and looked back.

People also looked up at the sky in the west.

In the gap between the dark clouds and ghosts, golden light penetrated the white hole in the sky, and a dazzling beam of light descended from the sky. Over the dark city, this light ripped apart all the darkness.

In the black and white glow, a man in a white robe and plain clothes, holding a three-foot green front, was walking slowly in the void.

"That's..." In the army of human cultivators, Xia Qiushui stayed where he was, looking at the familiar white clothes in the game, his body could not help trembling, and there was unprecedented excitement in his eyes.

When the man arrived, the sword intent on his body was like a cloud, piercing the black clouds in the sky, like lightning in the dark night, flashing by, and the great formation of the ghost kings was instantly shattered.

At this time, the black clouds in the sky dissipated directly, revealing a clear sky.

The ghost kings looked at each other in dismay, unable to see through the realm of this white-robed sword immortal.

"Who are you?" The white-eyed ghost king looked at the white-robed sword fairy in front of him. He seemed to have seen this person in the previous world, and a bad thought flashed in his heart.

"Qin Ming - Immortal Emperor."

In the rays of the sun, a deep voice echoed between heaven and earth, stretching for thousands of miles.