Chapter 316: Thunder Snake

The ghost generals Qing Niu, Li Jiao, and Purple Lion formed a formation facing inward and activated their kung fu at the same time.

"Superimposed ghost realm!"

The three masters came out of the same sect, and each released ghost realms with the same fluctuations centered on the body. The next moment, the ghost domains of the three were superimposed together, forming a more powerful domain power.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them used the art of controlling the air and flew up.

The three of them produced uniform spells with their hands and chanted the same obscure mantra.

"Mimi...Zeda...wuwu...Chiye..."

The three mantras harmonized together, and the loudness revealed the mysterious ritual sense unique to ghost magic.

At this time, the three thunder snakes of golden scales, red fire, and sandstorm that descended from the sky had reached the edge of the superimposed ghost realm where they were released.

"Ghost Escape—Ghost Beast Territory!"

The three of them roared in unison, and raised their palms upwards like a fire burning to the sky, pouring mana into the surrounding superimposed ghost realm like a river flowing into the sea.

In an instant, the superimposed ghost domain rolled and quickly expanded to a size of several hundred feet in radius, forming a spherical, light black field high in the sky.

In the ghost realm, the wind is strong and ghosts are wandering.

Immediately afterwards, groups of light gray bubbles emerged from the huge ghost realm. These gray bubbles are transformed by soul power. They crowd, expand, twist, and transform into different shapes.

After a while, these bubbles gradually revealed the appearance of wild ghost beasts, becoming more and more solid and lifelike. If you look carefully, you can see that there are only three types of appearance of these ghost beasts, namely the sky-stepping green bull, the purple-maned lion and the one-horned ghost rhinoceros.

Each of them is three feet in size. Ten heads, one hundred heads, one thousand heads, one after another. The roars of beasts one after another were mixed together, shaking the whole world, and the sound was extremely powerful. The legendary tide of thousands of beasts is nothing more than this.

Just like the ghost generals Green Ox, Purple Lion and Lijiao, they are shouting in their hearts not to admit defeat. This is the unyielding and tenacity of life.

Looking at the three ghost generals again, their eyes were completely red, and the muscles on their cheeks were trembling. Their own soul power was constantly being sucked into the territory of the ghost beasts.

Performing this technique is quite costly for the three of them. The secret technique of "Ghost Beast Territory" is a desperate move for the three ghost generals. When this move is performed, the soul power will be continuously sucked into it, which will consume at least a dozen of cultivation of each person. If not, it may even shake the foundation of cultivation.

Therefore, the killing move of Ghost Beast Territory would not be used easily unless absolutely necessary. The current crisis is a game between life and death. Of course, the three of them must use their full strength.

"Boom!"

Three thunder snakes with golden scales, red fire, and sandstorms that were dozens of feet in size pounced on the ghost beast's territory.

All of a sudden, hundreds of beasts roared, hoofed up, charged, bit, or stabbed with their horns, swarming up to attack, just like a battle formation of hundreds of beasts, their power was awe-inspiring and earth-shattering.

But the three snakes of thunder and calamity are even worse. They twist their bodies dozens of feet in size, rush left and right, roll up and down, and conjure magic attacks with their own attributes.

Golden light is like a sword!

Red fire flowing wind!

Sandstorm buried!

The numerous blue bulls, purple-maned lions and one-horned ghost rhinoceros in the realm of ghost beasts were either cut apart by sword light, burned red, or drowned by sandstorms. The scene was extremely tragic.

The turbulent pressure set off an unrivaled wind that swept across the void for thousands of miles, and its appearance was terrifying.

The two were in a stalemate for dozens of breaths.

"Bang!"

The ghost beast's territory was finally defeated by the attack of the Thunder Tribulation Snake, and collapsed like an exploding comet, releasing streaks of shredded ghost energy.

But the size of the three Thunder Tribulation Snakes shrank again, remaining only twenty feet in size. After a pause of momentum, he pounced towards the people below.

But the hell caused the three figures to fall straight from the sky. At this time, their meridians were severely damaged, their soul energy was overdrawn, and they fell into a coma. .

Cheng Luyi, who was on the ground, saw this and nodded three times in the air with one hand.

Immediately, three strands of silver threads flew out, weaving three white butterflies about ten feet in size high in the sky. Pink Butterfly spread its wings lightly, catching the falling bodies of the three ghost generals, and landed slowly and smoothly.

Xu Yang, Huang Jiu and Bai Shaojie were in slightly better condition before. They could barely stand up after falling to the ground. Their physical strength had also reached its limit and they could no longer launch attacks as powerful as before.

Just as Cheng Luyi was preparing to take the lead in launching the planned third formation.

At some point, an extra person appeared out of thin air in the open space not far away from a few people.

This person's appearance was not noticed by everyone present.

The person who came was tall and tall, with a handsome young face, a pair of tiger eyes that revealed a calmness and confidence that was not commensurate with his appearance, and a heroic spirit between his brows.

Behind him was a cloak with a flying tiger pattern embroidered with gold thread, and in his right hand he held a golden tasselless spear.

This gun is two feet long. The long barrel is engraved with simple tiger-shaped patterns. Circles of golden spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye emanate from the surface of the gun body.

The visitor raised his eyes to look at the fierce battle in the sky, then thrust the golden gun in his hand forward, releasing a dazzling golden light. Artifact character!

This man's movements made Cheng Luyi aware of his existence.

Cheng Luyi was surprised at first, because being able to appear without her noticing proved that this person's cultivation level was much higher than her own.

When Cheng Luyi saw the golden gun in this man's hand, he completely understood.

There is no doubt that the golden gun is the "Golden Tiger" gun, and the person holding the gun must be Lord Youfeng.

Originally, Venerable Youfeng did not intend to take action. If he helped everyone resist the attack launched by Heiyang in his current peak state, he would be detected by the hidden will of the Hades Emperor in the power of Heiyang.

After all, he was once one of the Hades Emperor's Hades Generals, and in this forgotten land, he was the only one who could reach the level of Heavenly Tribulation Realm, except for the Hades General Tianfeng. As a subordinate of the Hades Emperor, the consequences of directly confronting the will of Heiyang would be disastrous, and it would be almost impossible to get away with it.

When he saw that Xu Yang and others did not sit back and wait for death, but worked together to gradually weaken the three lightning snakes created by the Black Sun Heavenly Tribulation through effective and batched defense methods.

The opportunity he had been waiting for came.

Venerable Youfeng performed a secret method and took a "Hidden Spirit Pill" to temporarily change his appearance back to his youth, and his cultivation was also suppressed to the level of half-step Heavenly Tribulation Realm. The so-called half-step Heavenly Tribulation Realm is infinitely close to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The timing was just right.

Without saying a word, Venerable Youfeng activated his Yuan Gong, and his cloak fluttered behind him. The flying tiger pattern on the cloak leaped in the wind like a real tiger.

He hadn't made a move yet, but his momentum was already there.

Then, he held the Golden Tiger Spear in his right hand and soared into the air.

In midair, Venerable Youfeng held the Golden Tiger Spear horizontally in front of him, gently scratched his teeth with the tip of his left index finger, and then wiped the spear with his index finger.

A flash of red light, the power of blood essence dyed the spear shaft of the Golden Tiger Spear red, and was completely injected into the Golden Tiger Spear.

With a "hum" sound.

The surface of the Golden Tiger Spear sprinkled with dazzling golden light, and the sound of a tiger roaring on the mountain could be heard faintly from it.

"Ah--"

The fighting spirit increased sharply!

"Golden Tiger Spear Technique-Sixty-six Golden Tigers in Formation!"

Then, the Golden Tiger Spear thrust upward.

Strands of golden threads kept gushing out from the tip of the Golden Tiger Spear.

One, two, three... a full sixty-six spear powers burst out almost instantly.

The spear tactics entered the spirit, the spear tip took shape, and the angry spear tip suddenly transformed into sixty-six flying golden tigers with a single horn on their heads.

Carrying the power of the beast king, the beasts roared together and rushed upwards.

"Boom boom boom——", the sound of explosions continued.

The golden thunder snake released golden light that cut through the sky.

The fire thunder snake spewed out flames that burned the sky.

The sand thunder snake urged a group of sandstorms.

The high void became a battlefield, with tiger roars, golden light cutting sounds, sandstorm roars, and flames bursting, interweaving together to play a soul-stirring war song.

A round of sixty-six spears were used up, and the three twenty-zhang-sized thunder snakes were consumed to only ten zhang in size.

Venerable Youfeng looked at the three thunder snakes that were only ten zhang in size in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and showed his determination to fight.

"Ah——"

In the center of the battlefield, he roared to the sky, his figure was like a god from outer space, waving the golden tiger spear in his hand, and challenged three thunder snakes alone.

"Sixty-six golden tigers in formation" is a fatal spear move that requires a considerable amount of soul power to perform. So, after one move, Venerable Youfeng chose close combat.

"Golden tiger looks back... Golden tiger swings its tail... Golden tiger spreads its wings... Golden tiger shakes the mountain... Golden tiger roars to the sky..."

One move after another, stabbing, chopping, swinging, and tapping, the golden tiger spear in his hand seemed to be integrated into his arm and could be used freely.

Suddenly it was like a tiger's fangs, suddenly it was like a tiger's whip tail, and suddenly it was like a tiger's claws. It was like the king of beasts possessed, its power was inviolable, and it resisted three ten-foot-long thunder snakes in the air, preventing them from advancing an inch.

"Boom boom boom--"

Under the spear move, the three ten-foot-long golden thunder snakes, fire thunder snakes and sand thunder snakes finally turned into torn golden light, and the scattered fire breath and flying gravel dissipated into nothingness.

Venerable Youfeng held the Golden Tiger Spear in his hand, sweating profusely, his blood boiling in his chest, and even a blood mark on his originally clean cheek. At this time, he had reached his limit.

Afterwards, he descended from the sky in the posture of a victor, very elegant.

"Who is this person?"

"He is somewhat similar to the general in his youth."

"We have survived this disaster."

......

Badi Lin hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said: "Old Brother Lin, thank this hero for helping me. He not only saved my Forget-Sorrow Valley from danger, but also saved my life and the lives of hundreds of villagers in Forget-Sorrow Valley."

As he said, Brother Lin wanted to kneel down.

"No, no." Venerable Youfeng said, and with his left hand, a huge force held Lin Badi's bowing figure firmly.

Lin Badi knew what to do and stood up to thank him repeatedly.

Others also gathered around and expressed their sincere gratitude.

Xu Yang, Guigu Zan and Guigu Changyang naturally recognized Venerable Youfeng's identity. The three of them also stepped forward and clasped their fists to thank him: "Thank you, senior."

Not far away from the few people, the dark general Tianfeng was still tied up by the silver thread released by Cheng Luyi. He had already been hypnotized by the dark thread and fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of what had just happened.

The three ghost generals who had just been severely injured, Qingniu, Lijiao and Zishi, were also in a coma and did not see the scene of Venerable Youfeng appearing.

Cheng Luyi did not step forward, but said silently in her heart: "Thank you, Brother Jinfeng."

At this time, she had already regarded Venerable Youfeng Jinfeng as her own brother.