Beastmaster of the Ages - Chapter 900

[Chapter 900 The whirling giant beast, forgetting the river flag!]

Before the whirling giant beast arrived, it began to snow in the sky.

But it only takes a closer look to see that it is not snow that is flying around, but a kind of white powder!

In a short moment, the entire Tianyuan Sacred Mountain was covered with dust.

Between heaven and earth, except for Tian Yuan Ding, it turned pale.

Sword King Ouyang raised his head.

In the sea of clouds, a pale giant beast descended from the sky.

It was a pale white moth!

It is incomparably huge, like a white cloud, and in its indifferent and dead compound eyes, there are 996 star points!

Moths fluttered, powder flew, and swept the world.

“If it wasn’t for the protection of Tian Yuanding, these powders would poison me!”

Sword King Ouyang stretched out his palm, and he could see that the white powder was biting the cauldron pattern on his body as if it were alive.

“I didn’t expect my sword king Ouyang, one day, to let the second ghost king come to kill me in person.”

He took another sip of his drink and sneered directly.

Above the pale moth, stood a woman with snow-white skin.

She was perfectly curvaceous, wearing very little clothing, with white ribbons flying all over the sky.

Those snow-white eyes like jade were condescending at this moment, staring at Sword King Ouyang, and asked:

“Where’s Zixiao?”

“Let me be slaughtered.”

Sword King Ouyang grinned.

“It’s really useless, but it’s okay, there will be one less person to receive the reward.”

When the Whirling Ghost King spoke, the pale white moths fell from the sky like a sea of clouds.

When it flapped its wings, the white powder fell like a downpour.

Not only did the air fill with dust, but the entire Tianyuan Divine Mountain was dyed pale white.

“Give me the key.”

The Whispering Ghost King lightly opened his pale lips, and extended his slender hand towards Sword King Ouyang.

“Take your head in exchange.”

Sword King Ouyang pulled out the divine sword in the wine and sprayed the wine in his mouth on the long sword.

He completely cleaned the blood on the sword.

Beside him, the Huangquan Huntian dog stared fiercely at the pale moth, barking continuously!

“Oh.”

The Whirling Ghost King only snorted.

The next moment, her body rolled in vain, and her whole body fell from the sky, like a white light, galloping down!

Whoosh!

In her palm, a white flag appeared.

For a time, the gloomy wind bursts, and the ghosts cry and howl!

“Are you surrendering at the start, raising a white flag?”

Sword King Ouyang grinned.

With a sneer on his lips, in fact, his heart is already stormy.

This white flag is called ‘Forgotten River Ming Flag’.

This is one of the two gods of Jiugong ghosts and gods 100,000 years ago.

In addition to Xuanyuan Xi, the nine great gods of the Yanhuang Continent, only the five gods of one yuan, two instruments, four elephants, six paths, and nine palaces, have left battle artifacts.

Among them, the Wangchuan Mingqi is already the most terrifying one!

When the Wandering Ghost King met, she took out the Wangchuan Ming Banner to deal with herself, which shows her will to kill.

“This key is so important to them!”

For a time, the white flag fluttered and the world was in chaos.

When the flag flew up, a face of resentment appeared in the white flag.

This ghost king is completely different from Zi Xiao, and she doesn’t want to say a word.

However, the fear and deadly murderous intent she brought, in the roar of the Wangchuan Mingqi, already made Sword King Ouyang feel cold all over.

That snow-white ghost, just like this, floated in front of me!

At the same time, the moths that fluttered in the sky sprayed out pale clouds and mists, turning into circles, wrapping around the body of the Huangquan Huntian.

Sword King Ouyang strikes again!

Heavenly Tribulation Sword Qi, condensed into a bundle.

The figure of the ghost king in front of him changed, but the indifferent murderous intent was even more turbulent.

The Wangchuan Ming Banner was pressed down, and the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Qi was like a stone sinking into the sea.

sassy sassy!

The harsh sound seems to penetrate the soul!

When the white flag was unfolded, it was like the whole world.

In that world, there are hundreds of millions of people hidden, so it can be seen that this weapon is murderous!

Who knows how many souls the ghosts and gods of the Nine Palaces used to forge such a magical weapon 100,000 years ago?

At least when Sword King Ouyang saw it, he felt that there were hundreds of millions!

The era when Jiugong ghosts and gods ruled the Yanhuang Continent was the most ferocious era. The descendants of the first eight gods, including the Taigu Xuanyuan clan, were almost all exterminated and had to abscond overseas.

It was not until the ghosts and gods of the Nine Palaces died in the long river of time that they returned one by one. After a full development of 100,000 years, the Shenzong recovered its vitality.

In front of the ghosts and gods of the Nine Palaces, the eight gods have ruled the Yanhuang Continent, but they have not killed them to such an extent!

This white flag allowed Sword King Ouyang to see the history of 100,000 years ago.

“Life is really worthless…”

This kind of repression caused him to be blasted out and slammed into the Tianyuan Cauldron.

boom!

Sword King Ouyang spurted blood.

My whole body feels like I’m going to be broken!

“Looks like I can’t beat it.”

His eyes were red, he slid down on the Tianyuan Cauldron, hit the ground, and got up again.

A faint voice in front of him asked:

“Where are the keys hidden?”

The Whirling Ghost King’s face was pale, as if he was an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

“Haha…” Sword King Ouyang laughed wildly.

“If you don’t answer, even if the key is hidden in your mind, I can dig it out.”

The Whirling Ghost King pursed his lips and stepped forward, a hundred meters in an instant!

The shadow of death had already shrouded Sword King Ouyang’s head.

Going past the Whispering Ghost King, you can see the direction of Xuanyuan Lake, where the Nine-headed Ancestor Dragon Soul is roaring.

War, blood, fall, catastrophe!

These words surrounded his heart, and Sword King Ouyang was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot.

Behind him is Tian Yuanding, and he has no way out!

Beside him, the Huangquan Huntian Dog was also suppressed by the white moth with his supernatural power.

A large yellow dog was dyed white, and its flesh rotted.

“Brother Gou, are you alright?” Ouyang Sword King asked.

“You’re blind, you are about to be bald!” Huang Quan said angrily.

“Then…”

Sword King Ouyang stared intently, one person and one moth were killed in front of him.

He leaned back on Tian Yuan Ding, madly absorbing the power from Tian Yuan Ding!

“Brother dog, help me!”

“superior!”

Boom!

The entire Tianyuan Ding shook.

“The fit is higher!”

The majestic power flocked to Sword King Ouyang!

His eyes are bleeding!

“Brother, if we can’t kill this ghost king, we will slaughter her companion beast and abolish her!!”

Change goals!

When the Wangchuan Ming Banner of the Wandering Ghost King turned into a long spear and penetrated, King Ouyang Sword triggered the power of Tian Yuanding and exploded.

“kill!!”

Holding the sword in both hands, dash forward abruptly!

Beside him, the Huangquan Huntian jumped out, galloping in the void, turning into a black-yellow light, like a Tianyuan Cauldron, hitting the white moth!

hum!

At least 100,000 Heavenly Tribulation Sword Qi roared out.

The Whirling Ghost King’s expression changed, and the Wangchuan Ming Banner rolled up, blocking more than half of the sword qi, and dodging half of the sword qi!

However, Sword King Ouyang’s target was the pale moth behind her.

The sword energy condensed into a beam of light, rushed into the sky!

The whirling giant beast was fighting with the big yellow dog, and was completely defenseless against this sudden arrival of sword energy.

This time, Sword King Ouyang carries the explosive power of Tian Yuanding, and he just wants to kill with one blow!

Obviously, the white moth star is very high.

However, it was actually weaker than Sword King Ouyang expected!

so–

This sword actually pierced through it!

Puff!

This pale moth actually exploded into a white powder in the sky.

If it was said that it was a downpour that fell before, what is falling now is a sea of powder!

The entire Tianyuan Divine Mountain was swallowed up.

This result made Sword King Ouyang feel that this life is enough!

He killed the companion beast of the Whispering Ghost King!

Unfortunately, he didn’t have time to get excited at all.

Because the Wangchuan Ming Banner of the Wandering Ghost King had already been swept in front of his eyes.

Tear!

The flag fluttered, Ouyang Sword King was dripping with blood, and the cauldron pattern was completely cracked!

If it wasn’t for Ding Wen’s last protection, he would have been strangled like the whirling giant beast.

Severe pain, bleeding, and countless white powders poured into the body, corroding flesh and blood.

There is no doubt that he is doomed.