A few days later.

Caiying rejoined the battle, and Zhuge Heng became more and more brave as he fought, and it seemed that everything was under control.

But not long after, the situation suddenly changed.

The overwhelming black shadows gathered from all directions, and in just a quarter of an hour, the light curtain was compressed to only a few dozen miles in a radius.

As the number of enemies increased, the two of them quickly felt the pressure, and in a short while they reached a difficult level.

There were at least thousands of ghost kings and countless ghosts filled around them. The key was that there were some strange dead objects that Zhou Shu had never seen before. They were full of lumps and had many thorns, like snakeberry that had been enlarged many times.

These snake-berry-shaped dead objects have no attack power. They will explode whenever they are beaten and turn into a pool of silt-like things, suspended in the air.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, what are these things?"

Zhuge Heng was a little scared, "The power of thunder has been greatly hindered and he cannot fight normally!"

"Not even killing it, Zhou!"

Caiying's movements were much slower, and the sword light no longer felt elegant, as if it was trapped in a mud, jumping forward step by step.

Zhou Shu's expression was slightly condensed, and the problem was obviously on the snake-berry-shaped monster.

The silt formed after they die is actually an extremely viscous and rich annihilation force. The power level is high to a considerable extent. Most of the power of the law controlled cannot be damaged at all. Even the sword intent that is omnipotent will be dragged by them and consumed by each other.

They were hung in the air and could not be eliminated, and became a huge obstacle to Caiying and Zhuge Huan's actions.

For Zhou Shu, it is not difficult to remove these, but the question is why they come from.

Such annihilation power is definitely not something that the Ghost King can do. Could it be that the Ghost Emperor is coming? These are his pioneers?

There are records about the Ghost Emperor in a long time, but those who have really faced him may not exceed five in the heavens except for the saints. Of course, Zhou Shu didn't know if these things were signs of the Ghost Emperor coming. This would be a bit troublesome. If he was distracted to clean up these things, would he be attacked by the Ghost Emperor and his previous efforts would be wasted?

"Senior Brother!"

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Shu stopped hearing the sound, especially Jing Tianshan had something wrong.

Jing Tianshan's eyes were fixed, "Senior brother, don't worry, just wait for the Ghost Emperor attentively, I have a way."

Zhou Shu said calmly, "Just focus on doing things to tempt. Besides, what can you do? Cihang Sect is not good at..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Shu stopped.

The holy light on Jing Tianshan's body suddenly increased a lot and could not be seen. In the dazzling light, a white lotus slowly bloomed, and what followed was a stronger light that could not be seen directly at all. Zhou Shu had to give in a little.

It's not like the power of compassion.

Sensing the light, Zhou Shu realized something and said in surprise, "Is this the realm of Pure Demons?"

A voice came out from the white light, "Senior brother, don't underestimate me. I have learned a little bit after following Master for so many years."

"This is not a little bit."

Zhou Shu was still surprised, "One of the seven major areas of Cihang Sect, because its characteristics do not conform to the original hearts of the disciples of Cihang Sect, is a field that is more difficult to cultivate than the Qinglian Holy Realm. There were not many people who could do it during the heyday of Cihang Sect. It was surprising that you could learn this at junior sister!"

"I feel like my senior brother is laughing at me, saying that I am not gentle enough and have lost my true heart."

Jing Tianshan seemed a little dissatisfied, "To cultivate the realm of Pure Demons, you really need to abandon your compassion, become less like a disciple of Cihang Sect, and you are also ridiculed by your fellow disciples... But I want to say that having the realm of Pure Demons does not mean that I am not a disciple of Cihang Sect, I always do it."

Zhou Shu quickly shook his head, "No, no, I am not ridiculed. On the contrary, my junior sister is the most different disciple of Cihang Sect I have ever met. It is no big deal to temporarily abandon compassion. There is no need to maintain compassion for the enemy. Only by giving up can I gain something. I will do this often."

"I'm just talking about it, senior brother don't have to be too serious."

Jing Tianshan suddenly laughed, "If I don't believe in my senior brother, I won't know how to use it either. Senior brother, this is the first time I have used it."

In the realm of Pure Demons, the power of annihilation that was originally condensed into a mass of mud quickly disappeared, as if the sunlight had dispelled the dark clouds and the light curtain became clear. Zhuge Heng and Caiying, who had no obstacles, immediately returned to normal, and soon stabilized the situation again.

"Fellow Daoist Jing, your trump card is so amazing, right?!"

Zhuge Heng could even be distracted to praise Jing Tianshan. He was free and irritated by the power of annihilation that troubled him, so why didn't he amazed him? But in his amazement, he also noticed something. These powers seemed to be not the power of creativity, right?

The power of creativity is the source of vitality, and it will always be full of vitality, and in this field, there is only a lot of murderous intent.

It is definitely not the power of creativity.

Although he noticed it, he chose to speak wisely.

In fact, he thought something was wrong a long time ago, not only because of Jing Tianshan, but also because of the sword cultivator. He had heard that the sword cultivator with a purple sword appeared and had fought with many people in the city... But so what? Now they are comrades-in-arms fighting side by side, and maybe they will be the case in the future. After experiencing it, they will not betray them again.

Jing Tianshan seemed a little embarrassed, "Really?"

Zhuge Heng nodded quickly, "Of course, I feel that no Hunyuan Jinxian in the city can compare to you."

Jing Tianshan smiled faintly, "I rarely hear such words, but thank you, fellow Taoist Zhuge."

"Why don't you praise me?"

Caiying was a little unhappy, "I have killed more enemies than you!"

Zhuge Heng hesitated for a moment and said seriously, "I don't know the name of fellow Taoist, so it's hard to speak, but I admire fellow Taoist so much that it will never be lower than fellow Taoist Jing. Fellow's sword intent includes everything and there are thousands of elephants. It seems that you have integrated everyone's sword intent into your own sword intent. I don't know how to describe it, but it is certain that it is the strongest I have ever seen, and fellow Taoist will definitely become a saint in the future."

"You are quite sensible. I am very satisfied with this."

Caiying was excited and danced gracefully. The sword light spread everywhere, and countless dead objects were affected. "Zhou! Look at others, learn from others, don't always scold me."

Zhuge Heng moved in a spirit, "Is the Taoist lord the palace?"

Caiying couldn't stop nodding and became happier, "Yes, if you call me Lord Palace, I would be happier."

Jing Tianshan also had some intentions, "I don't know where the palace lord is, it must be very gorgeous. I have never been to the palace."

Caiying quickly agreed, "Go to Xianshu City to ask you to see... By the way, Zhou, where is my Liuxia Palace?"

"Holy Shield Talisman!"

Zhou Shu, who had not made any sound, suddenly shouted loudly, trembling around him.

At that moment, the light curtain seemed to collapse.
Chapter completed!