Chapter 3260: Killing >

contain two tigers, and as fellow swordsmen, facing such a formidable opponent, the ethereal flying sword naturally harbors some hostility instinctively.“At least he's a great cultivator.” Lu Xiaoteng...Even though Lao Gui still had some other tricks up his sleeve, he had no confidence whatsoever that he could withstand the sword wheel. He turned around and wanted to flee, but the sword wheel was even faster, flashing like lightning and arriving before him in an instant.

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A bloodcurdling scream echoed as the sword wheel flashed across Lao Gui's body. Lightning intertwined with his severed ghost form, his primordial spirit dissipating under the thunderous light.

The Purple Crocodile Ghost King and the two other ghosts with him were so frightened that they couldn't even move. In the blink of an eye, one of their companions had fallen beneath his sword wheel. Even if they all attacked together, they would still be defeated. It was only a matter of time before they lost. Judging by the opponent's exposed methods, this wouldn't be a long process either.

The Purple Crocodile Ghost King was even more shaken. Though his name was quite well-known in the Spirit Realm, he hadn't achieved anything as dazzling as Lu Xiaotian's record. After arriving in the Immortal Realm, his strength had actually improved to such a level. Their ghost powers were fairly similar, but this old ghost was so easily killed by this nameless fellow. Together, they probably couldn't hold him off for long. This fellow wasn't just powerful with thunder magic, but also the seamless transformation between thunder magic and flying swords, merging into one and changing freely. There wasn't even a hint of hesitation.

"Farewell!" Lianhua's body split into two, letting out a hearty laugh as she bowed to Zi'ao Ghost King.

“Zizhe, this human friend of yours is actually quite formidable! What's his background”

"There's no other explanation, it must be a powerful true immortal from the Heavenly Court."

“We don’t know when we’ll ever be able to reach this level.” one of the ghosts envied.

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"As ghosts like us, we can only reach such a level if we return to the Ghost Realm, share its spiritual energy, and cultivate our ghost arts. Achieving this in the Immortal Realm is practically impossible."

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“That’s right, unless the Immortal-Demon Battlefield opens again, we won't find a way back to the Ghost Realm. Before the Immortal-Demon Battlefield opens, although there are occasionally opportunities leading to the Ghost Realm due to spatial fluctuations, this vast Immortal Realm might be too far from where we are. We might not even know about it, or by the time we do, the spatial fluctuation might have disappeared. Even if we were lucky enough to find that place with spatial fluctuations, we might not have the strength to safely pass through. Alas, returning to the Ghost Realm is incredibly difficult.” The other ghost sighed.

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"All in all, if it weren't for our incredible good fortune, we probably wouldn't have been able to return to the Ghost Realm in this lifetime."

“That’s not necessarily true. The Immortal-Demon Battlefield has been silent for so many years, and it will sooner or later reopen. Moreover, even if it can’t be reopened, there are still opportunities for us to improve our strength in the fairy world.” The Purple Croc Ghost King snorted. It was indeed difficult, but he wasn't sealed for nearly ten thousand years in the Lingxu Secret Realm. Later, through his painstaking efforts, he managed to break free. He went through the Ghost Yuan Gate to the ghost tribe’s land in the Spirit Realm and step by step cultivated to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, and then sneaked into this fairy world. Which one of these things was easy

In the eyes of Zi'Ao Gui Jun, as long as it is carefully managed, there will be a day when he can get what he wants.

"By the way, that old ghost just collected quite a few good things. There are several immortal bone-whiskers. As we see them, we share." The other ghost seemed to remember something, and excitedly said.

“This old ghost has benefited a lot during this period, his strength has improved, and he faintly appears to be surpassing us. He started to become arrogant, but now he’s kicked an iron plate, being wiped out by that nameless True Immortal with ease.”

"It seems they are just a few wandering spirits who haven't come here with any particular purpose." As the two spirits divided the spoils with the Purple Crocodile Ghost King, Lotus's avatar stood motionless within the thick white mist. He hadn't truly left; instead, he wanted to see what valuable information these spirits might reveal when he was gone.

“In the northwest direction, about seven hundred miles away, there is a true immortal level werewolf that I killed. If you are looking for bones, that werewolf should be of some use to you.” As the lotus avatar was about to leave, he sent another voice transmission to the Purple Crocodile Ghost King.

"Thank you," the Purple Crocodile Ghost replied briefly. With their strength, they could only wander the battlefields after the fighting subsided, accumulating corpse qi and death energy. Or perhaps utilize such an environment to cultivate and improve their power. They were far from capable of challenging a True Immortal-level werewolf.

If a corpse of a true immortal werewolf were provided to him, the Purple Crocodile Ghost King would be confident that he could quickly overpower the two old ghosts around him, rather than now, where they always scramble to get their hands on any benefit.

Of course, if they were to get rid of these two ghost companions and monopolize those benefits, it would require some careful consideration. As for the lotus avatar, it never truly left. After a brief moment of surprise, the Purple Crocodile Ghost King returned to normal. It's not surprising that someone who could cultivate from the spirit realm all the way to this point has some cunning.

The lotus clone returned all the way, and from afar it sensed violent fluctuations in the void. There was a familiar aura among them. Xiao Yu had actually come, and she even encountered true immortal-level werewolves. It seemed that there was more than one.

The lotus avatar moved like lightning, traversing the air with astonishing speed, yet its movements were incredibly subtle. At this moment, two enemies enveloped in gray smoke were flanking Xiao Yu from left and right.

One couldn't see what was going on inside them just by looking. However, these two guys were both emitting a stench of death energy, something that neither he nor Xiao Yu found strange. They were the servant race of the Howling Moon Wolf Clan, the corpse wolf puppet branch.

Under the cover of gray smoke, dozens of curved blades swooped around Xiao Yu like locusts. They emitted shrill screeches and various hoarse wolf howls, lacking the arrogance, domineering nature, and unparalleled charging will of the Wolf Riders. There was more cunning and viciousness in their movements. Such subordinates were destined to hold a low status within the Howling Moon Wolf Clan. However, for ordinary immortals in the Immortal Realm, even True Immortals remained incredibly formidable.

The two Corpse Wolf Guardians besieging Xiao Yu were not weak in cultivation. They worked together perfectly. The curved blades, flying like locusts, were coated with劇毒.

Around Xiao Yu, a string of things resembling fiery wires danced with astonishing resilience. They appeared light and gentle, yet as they repeatedly struck against dozens of curved blades, they emitted a series of clanging sounds, revealing that this fire silkworm thread was far from harmless.

At the same time, Xiao Yu’s side a crimson flying sword darted back and forth, forcing the two corpse wolf figurines to retreat frequently.

At this moment, a signal fire with extremely high concealment silently spread below Xiao Yu. Suddenly, it transformed into a barbed chain, like a poisonous snake, coiling over.

Xiao Yu frowned. Besides these two genuine fairy-level corpse wolf statues, there were actually other enemies. She had to escape quickly, otherwise, if they fought for a long time, it would be a big trouble.

Xiao Yujiao let out a roar, and inside the fire-based silkworm cloak, a scream erupted. A burst of flames engulfed her body, and within the flames, a crystal-clear human face fire silkworm appeared, its entire body radiating an alluring brilliance. From its body, strands of silk shot out continuously.llion five hundred and one thousand!" Just when Xiao Jinglei thought he had won, the head of the Mangxiao family once again stormed in to disrupt the situation. 。“It’s you again, 1.55 million!” Xiao J...