Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

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Feng Qichang only passively defended and killed Shan Gutong, who was ranked fifth in Nankun's Tianjiao list.

The extent to which his cultivation strength has reached is beyond the imagination of everyone present. They knew that he was very strong, but they didn't know that he would be this strong.

Shan Gutong's strength is definitely enough to be among the top in the Human Domain, but he doesn't even have the qualifications for Feng Qichang to make a move.

Including Long Zaitian and Zhongli Qiongshang, they all looked at Feng Qichang in shock.

The problem is, Feng Qichang is already so powerful, but he only ranks second in the Yuqing Taixu Republic's Tianjiao list.

So what level will the number one Yueqinghe achieve?

The contestants who watched from a distance felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

Feng Qichang put away the Demon Sealing Golden Thunder Spear, stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Huan Qingsha and the strange woman, and then returned to his original position.

"Brother Feng, don't you plan to fight anymore?" Long Zaitian asked strangely.

"No, one battle is enough, let's go." Feng Qichang said lightly.

"Okay." Long Zaitian raised the corner of his lips, and immediately flew up, facing Huan Qingsha, "Come on, it's our turn."

The phantom green veil had a solemn expression, and was about to speak, when the veiled strange woman beside her said, "Let me do it."

Huan Qingsha glanced at the woman and nodded slightly.

The masked woman didn't see any changes in her breath, and her figure flashed, coming to Long Zaitian.

"Girl, a piece of advice from Long, do everything according to your ability, don't be brave, it's not good for you." Long Zaitian said seriously.

"Stop rambling, make moves." The strange woman said coldly.

Huh!

Li Daochong's eyes moved slightly, and he touched his chin. The tone of the strange woman seemed familiar.

With a movement of his mind, Li Daochong showed a light smile on his face, it turned out to be her.

Long Zaitian narrowed his eyes, and his expression turned frosty, an unknown person dared to talk to him like that.

"As you wish." Long Zai's balance and tone were full of murderous intent, and the aura around him burst out like a tumbling river.

The phantom of the black dragon maps the entire void, covering tens of kilometers, shocking all directions like a dragon god descending into the world.

Not to be outdone, the masked woman opened her breath. Although there was no phantom of the dharma, golden flames were burning all over her body.

The look is almost exactly the same as Feng Qichang's Jinlei, but the attributes are completely different, one is Jinlei, the other is golden flame.

The golden fire is like a sea of ​​clouds covering the sky, igniting the void.

On the one hand, the phantom of the black dragon, on the other hand, the sky is full of gold and fire, confronting each other.

The faces of Feng Qichang and Zhongli Qiongshang changed slightly, they both looked very surprised, they didn't expect that a masked strange woman could compete with Long in the sky without falling behind.

It is absolutely impossible to say that this woman is an unknown person.

It's just who it is, even though Feng Qichang has excellent eyesight, he still can't see the reason.

Among all the people in the audience, except for Li Daochong, no one could see the slightest clue, as if this woman appeared out of thin air.

The aura exploded, and the spiritual pressure covered hundreds of kilometers, but everyone, including Feng Qichang, was extremely unfamiliar with this powerful aura.

A black light flashed in Long Zaitian's eyes, and his heart was slightly turbulent. He did not expect that this strange masked nun would have such a powerful spiritual pressure field, which was far beyond his expectations.

"Interesting!" Long Zaitian licked his lips, showing a bloodthirsty look, two horns appeared on his forehead, and black scales appeared on his body.

He doesn't plan to stay strong, the best way to face a strange and strong opponent is to fight quickly to avoid long nights and dreams.

"The black dragon worships the sky, kill."

Long Zaitian let out a soft shout, and a dragon-headed sword emerged out of nowhere, turning into a black dragon and slashing at the masked female cultivator.

"Golden flame swallows the sky."

With a yell, golden flames rolled up like a tsunami, rushing towards Long Zaitian.

The two sides made moves and collided with each other.

The black dragon plunged headlong into the fire wave, and in the void for a while, a black dragon was seen tossing and turning in the tumbling fire wave, rolling up and down, jumping out of the fire wave for a while, and disappearing into the fire wave for a while.

The sound of the dragon's chant continued to come from the void,

The sea of ​​fire erupted with deafening buzzing sounds, and every sound indicated the endless vitality of the sea of ​​fire, which seemed to never go out.

Finally, with a dragon chant, the black dragon swallowed the sea of ​​fire.

"Long Zaitian's black dragon sacrifice to the sky is very powerful, did you win?"

Some of the contestants watching from afar exclaimed.

But as soon as the words fell, the black dragon writhed in pain, and the golden fire burned out from the inside out, burning the black dragon to death.

But the golden fire also dissipated at the last moment.

One move against each other, evenly matched.

"It's Long who underestimated you, can you tell me your name?" Long Zaitian stared at the masked woman Xiu and said loudly.

"Hit if you want, there is so much nonsense." The masked female cultivator said impatiently.

Well!

Long Zaitian was choked speechless, his eyes were even more murderous, if he didn't chop up this little girl today, it would be hard to let go of his resentment.

In a blink of an eye, the masked female cultivator made a move, a thumb-sized golden ball of light spun, and brought golden flames.

instigate!

With a sharp piercing sound, the golden particle fireball shot towards Long Zaitian.

when!

Long Zaitian blocked the horizontal knife with the dragon's mouth knife in his hand, and accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collisions, he felt a slight numbness in the tiger's mouth.

At this moment, countless golden particles condensed and surrounded the dragon in the sky.

"What kind of trick is this?" Zhongli Qiongshang looked confused, she had never seen or even heard of any of the supernatural powers used by the masked female cultivator.

Feng Qichang's eyes were flooded, and his divine sense was running rapidly. He searched his memory for relevant records of the trick in front of him, but found nothing.

"Golden flame, what kind of fire is it?" Feng Qichang seemed to have thought of something, but he was not sure, and then asked.

"Golden fire is divided into three types. Five elements golden fire belongs to spiritual fire; Samadhi golden fire belongs to real fire. Three kinds of spiritual fire are fused together; there is another kind that is more special." Zhongli Qiongshang's beautiful eyes moved.

"What's the other one?" Feng Qichang asked after seeing Zhongli Qiongshang stop.

"There is also the ancient mythical beast phoenix, which erupts from the ashes of fire when it is reborn in Nirvana, and is also called the real fire of Nirvana." Zhongli Qiongshang then replied.

"Phoenix Nirvana." Feng Qichang murmured as he thought of something, his eyes flashed, "Could it be that this woman is from the Yan family of the Phoenix bloodline?"

Zhongli Qiongshang raised her eyebrows slightly, and said doubtfully, "The Yan family inherits the blood of the Phoenix. Although they are tyrannical, they have always been Nankun Wang clan, but they have never stepped into the ranks of Nankun's real rich families. Some geniuses, but they have never entered the top 30 of the Nankun Tianjiao list. The strongest Yanfeng of this generation is only ranked in the forties. A few months before the start of the competition, Yanfeng has fought against others, and his strength is not far behind the previous rankings. Not too much, the strength of the woman in front of me is much higher than Yanfeng, Long Zaitian is the top talent ranked fourth in Qiancang Tianjiao list, if it is really Yanfeng, I am afraid that she will not be able to catch a single move."

After hearing Zhongli Qiongshang's analysis, Feng Qichang not only did not shake his guess, but a pair of brown-gold eyes showed a more solid and determined look,

"She is Yanfeng."

"What?" There was surprise in Zhongli Qiongshang's beautiful eyes. If it was true, wouldn't there be another powerful opponent in the battle for the second female cultivator.

But how did Yanfeng increase his strength so much in such a short period of time?

Zhongli Qiongshang bit her lower lip involuntarily, it seemed that she had misjudged the form a bit.

During the conversation between the two, Long Zaitian and the masked woman have already exchanged more than ten moves, and the two sides are back and forth, each showing their special abilities.

Long Zaitian obviously had some strength, from preparing for a quick battle at the beginning, he turned into a temptation.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Once the two moves were met, Long Zaitian knew that this masked woman was definitely not an opponent that could be defeated in a few moves.

If you don't pay attention, you may stumble and be killed by others, and you will be ashamed if you do so.

Long Zaitian is not afraid of losing, but he can't lose to an unknown person.

The masked woman is so calm and terrifying, no matter what kind of supernatural powers Long Zai Angel uses, she can resolve them one by one.

The power of the golden fire is inconceivable.

All the magical powers displayed by the masked woman are essentially different states of the golden fire.

It seems that the masked woman has no other method except to drive the golden fire.

But the seemingly single supernatural power can't be broken no matter what.

Long Zaitian's Dragon's Mouth Knife was forcibly resisted by the golden fire. Not only that, the surface of this top-grade Tianxuan magic weapon made of Gengjia refined iron actually melted under the continuous burning of the golden fire. .

Long Zaitian glanced at the slightly melting Longkou Knife, and his heart was bleeding. This magic weapon is very valuable, but it took a lot of high-level spirit stones. It was burnt to restore it to its original state. There are no tens of millions of high-level spirit stones. Forget it.

The supernatural power of real fire has a restraining effect on most magic weapons. After all, all magic weapons are smelted with various spiritual fires and real fires.

Fortunately, this is the Nine Profound God Realm, otherwise the loss would be great.

But even so, there is no need to use Longkou Dao because it is useless to the opponent.

Long Zaitian put away the knife, put his hands together, his fingers were bent, and the fingertips were slightly opened, which looked like a dragon with an open mouth.

"Swim the sea and dive into the dragon, break the water."

hold head high……

With a dragon chant, a black potential dragon jumped out of the dragon in the form of a sky hand, in the form of liquid.

Like a jet of water sprayed out under an overpressure state, it rushed towards the masked female nun.

"The fire lotus is blooming."

The masked female cultivator fiddled with the orchid, golden light flashed, and a golden fire lotus condensed into a bud, ready to bloom in the blink of an eye.

However, the golden fire lotus flower, which looks beautiful and moving, is like a giant man-eating flower in an instant. The blooming petals turned into a huge mouth, and with raging flames, it swallowed the rushing black water dragon in one gulp, leaving not even a drop of water .

"What!" Long Zaitian stared at this scene with wide eyes in disbelief, and when he cast the first form of "Dragon Emperor's Art", he was broken just like that.

"The black dragon jumps into the sky, the storm."

Long Zaitian was startled and hurriedly used the second type of supernatural power. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and a whirlwind black dragon broke through the air, colliding with the golden fire lotus.

boom!

There were waves of fire and strong winds.

The dragon flew back a few kilometers in the sky, and the masked woman was not much better and also flew back a few kilometers.

Seemingly evenly matched.

In fact, Long Zaitian lost a move, and he used his magical powers twice at the same time to tie the opponent.

"Damn it." Long Zaitian cursed, flew up with a bang, and returned to the original position.

The masked woman has already stepped back quickly, revealing a pair of beautiful eyebrows on her forehead, no change can be seen, and her eyes are as flat as water.

In terms of momentum, Long Zaitian also fell behind.

The arrogance and aloofness in Long Zaitian's expression had long since disappeared, and he looked at the masked female cultivator in fear.

Although "Dragon Emperor's Art" still has more powerful supernatural powers that have not been used, Long Zaitian does not want to expose all his trump cards so soon, and the competition is still far from over.

Long Zaitian snapped his hands hanging down on both sides of his body.

Hum, three black long swords appeared around his body, and two black daggers appeared on his hands.

At the same time, the black scales around Long Zaitian's body became more prosperous, and he looked like a humanoid monster, with two horns on his forehead extending several inches, the white of his eyes changed from white to yellow, and his pupils changed from round to yellow. Into a slender oval shape.

The whole process was completed in an instant, and Long Zaitian didn't even stop flying, rushing all the way to the masked nun.

The latter is as light as a breeze, and there is not much change except for the golden flames burning around his body. There is a colorful long whip in each of his hands.

Long Zai Tianshen thrust out his long black sword through the rainbow on Wednesday, and shot at the masked female cultivator with a black awn like black lightning.

Hum... bang...

The masked female nun flicked one of the seven-colored long whips casually, and the space seemed to be split open.

Three black long swords were blocked.

Holding two daggers, Long Zaitian appeared behind the masked female nun, stabbing the latter's vest with two rounds of black brilliance.

This trick is making a lot of noise, and it looks like it will succeed.

The other seven-colored long whip of the masked female nun swept backwards automatically as if it had eyes.

Encircling Long Zaitian's wrists, golden flames spread from the colorful whip to Long Zaitian's arms.

The dragon moved horizontally in the eyes of the sky, and loosened his hands. Regardless of the golden fire burning his arms, two daggers shot out quickly, and continued to stab the masked female cultivator's vest.

Injury for injury.

This all-out play is the most troublesome.

The masked female nun frowned slightly between her brows, which were always calm.

The two daggers were right in the middle of the vest, piercing right through.

The corner of Long Zaitian's lips hadn't raised yet, and the masked female nun who was hit gradually disappeared, and what was stabbed by the dagger was just a phantom.

The colorful long whip wrapped around Long Zaitian's wrist was loosened, but he grabbed it.

"So what about the real fire, the black dragon scale armor is the strongest dragon armor comparable to the magic weapon for transforming immortals, why be afraid of real fire."

Speaking of which, Long Zaitian let the golden flames on the seven-colored whip, and grabbed the whip tightly.

The masked woman who dodged away disappeared.

Wang Ling, who had been watching the fierce battle by Li Daochong's side in the void, was sweating profusely.

To her, a battle of this level is like a fight between gods and gods.

"Where is the person?" Wang Ling wondered where the masked female cultivator had gone, and she couldn't find anyone when she looked around.

"Behind you." Li Daochong said unhurriedly.

Wang Ling turned her head and saw the masked female cultivator floating in the air less than ten meters behind her, she was startled.

"Li Daochong, how do you know?" Wang Ling swallowed.

"Guess." Li Daochong replied casually.

"It can be guessed, you are really amazing." Wang Ling sighed.

Li Daochong shrugged noncommittally, and looked at the masked woman with a smile on his eyes.

The latter also looked at Li Daochong, their eyes met each other, as if they saw something in each other's eyes.

"The black dragon worships the heavens and kills."

Long Zaitian let out a roar from below, and the three black flying swords rushed towards him with black flames.

Wang Ling was shocked when she saw the black flames coming from the mountains and seas.

The masked woman floated there as stable as Mount Tai, as if she hadn't seen Long Zaitian's attack, she just looked at Li Daochong indifferently.

Li Daochong curled his lips, and the corners of his eyes flashed.