Chapter 1216: 475: Six Great Ghost Monarchs!
Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp breaks the city_3 Chapter 1216: 475: Six Great Ghost Monarchs!
Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp breaks the city_3 He indeed had the privilege to not care.
At this moment, within the Ghost City, countless Yin Soldiers gushed out from the river channels beneath the city like water released from a sluice, rapidly filling the gap that had just opened above and continuing to maintain the stability of the Great Formation.
The lives of Yin Soldiers were worth next to nothing.
Every year, countless True Spirits were nurtured into new Ghost Creatures within the Underworld River, and these new creatures merely needed a few years of training to become well-trained Yin Soldiers.
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The number of Ghost Cultivators in the Netherworld Ghost City numbered in the tens of thousands, but there were as many as ten million Yin Soldiers.
Therefore, even though the Netherworld Ghost Monarch knew that the City Defense Formation couldn’t withstand the ferocious incoming enemies, he spared no expense.
In such a situation, there was no choice left.
Neither the Nine Nether Ghost Monarch nor the Hell Ghost Monarch would act without seeing him pay some price.
And the price he paid would also deplete the mana of the incoming foes.
Without the advantage of terrain, they would inevitably want to end the battle quickly, and he was determined not to let them have their way.
Boom Boom Boom—
Right then, the gigantic Silver Spear, like a massive bolt of lightning, bombarded the Mountain Protection Array from various angles once more.
Spear beams, like huge dragons, pounded densely, causing the entire Ghost City to sway and tremble.
The Formation flickered on and off, emitting a bizarre array of colors, as a large number of Ghost Cultivators and Yin Soldiers rapidly perished, their souls scattering.
The Netherworld Ghost Monarch took a deep breath, and pitch-black, grim armor swiftly materialized on his body, covering him completely as the Ghost Energy around him rapidly boiled over.
His gaze was sharp as he looked toward the five figures quickly approaching in the distance, with ripples of Ghost Energy swirling around him, suddenly condensing several Magic Treasures and launching them in unison.
“Mortals attempting Divine Transformation, scram out of the Ghost Shade, this is not a place where you can run wild!”
He roared angrily, his voice carrying for hundreds of miles as several artifacts like whips, vicious shears, and saw-like blades were launched together.
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Far away, Chen Dengming and the other four figures dispersed as they advanced toward the Ghost City, jointly casting spells or launching Magic Treasures to attack it.
Seeing the Netherworld Ghost Monarch unleash Magic Treasures, Chen Dengming casually summoned the Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp, his arm swiftly entering the state of an Ancient Human Immortal Body, muscles bulging as he grasped the Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp and hurled it with all his might.
Boom!
A terrifying shockwave burst forth, with the Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp turning into a projectile that instantaneously rubbed against the air to produce a red glow.
Tens of miles were crossed in the blink of an eye.
The saw-blade-shaped Magic Treasure that the Netherworld Ghost Monarch had just released hadn’t even shown its might before it was restrained by the surface of the Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp, accompanied by a formidable impact force and oppressive pressure.
With a clang, the saw blade cracked on the spot, its surface exploded with scattering Spiritual Light, and it whimpered as it retreated back into the Formation.
“Ugh—”
The Netherworld Ghost Monarch’s other artifacts were also forced back into the city, suffering a stifled loss.
“You brat from the Longevity Sect!”
He gave Chen Dengming a cold look, malicious intent flashing in his eyes, and let out a long howl.
“Nine Nether, Hell!!”
“Quick battle, quick decision!
Break the city, slay the ghosts!”
Chen Dengming shouted lowly, his Taoist Body rapidly approaching, growing increasingly enshrouded in blinding Silver Light as his size enlarged, exploding shockwaves in the air.
The next moment.
A colossal giant sixty feet tall, with arcs of silver electricity dancing all over, was already standing tall in the sky, the terrifying aura he emitted daunting the surrounding ghosts, leaving countless Ghost Cultivators stunned and speechless.
Chen Dengming grasped the Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp with one hand and clenched his fist with the other.
Boom!
The air was squeezed and burst in his hand, emitting a thunderous rumble, the explosive force stirring up gales and lifting dust into the air.
Seeing Eastern Huayuan in the distance bulldozing the entire Ghost City like a beastly bulldozer with his spear, the Formation teetering on the brink, he laughed heartily and charged out as well.
“Cover us breaking into the city!”
From a distance of over ten miles, he fiercely hurled the Sun and Moon Qiankun Stamp.
With a “boom!”
Though the Ghost City’s Formation was not broken, the city gate, towering dozens of feet, was directly blasted open, while the robust gate and passage were cracked all over, with dust and stones raining down, causing many Ghost Cultivators behind the gate to be shaken to death on the spot.
The next instant.
Chen Dengming’s majestic form surged forward like a huge mountain, and with a powerful and forceful punch, he slammed onto the Ghost City’s Great Formation.
The Formation flickered crazily and suddenly collapsed completely after another strike from a Magic Treasure by Lord Star Cloud and Eastern Huayuan.
The walls of the Ghost City shook violently, instantly filled with web-like fractures under the blinding Silver Light, with large boulders falling as half of the city wall was firmly caught by a gigantic hand and then flipped up thoroughly, leaving it wide open.
Simultaneously, Chen Dengming’s majestic figure burst in through the breached city gate.
He kicked away several Ghost Kings who were screaming madly and charging at him without fear of death, his body spreading a terrifying God-transforming Spiritual Presence, as his eyes quickly gathered a strong, scorching flame focusing on the Netherworld Ghost Monarch who was fighting with the Five Elements Taoist above.
“Netherworld Old Ghost!
We meet again!”
The Netherworld Ghost King shuddered all over, recognizing the extreme threat and rapidly sinking into despair, without any hesitation starting the process to completely escape and evacuate.
Whoosh!—
A scorching, ferocious beam of light shot out in a flash from Chen Dengming’s suddenly reddened eyes.
Wherever it passed, the air seemed to ignite, leaving a trace of flame and smoke.
The obstructing Ghost Kings were directly pierced through their bodies, then ignited and incinerated.
At this nail-biting moment, an eerie and cold silver-white ghostly claw suddenly materialized out of nowhere, as if reaching out from the Nine Nether, it blocked the path of the beam shooting toward the Netherworld Ghost Monarch…
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