My name is Zeng Jing, the son-in-law of a wealthy family, but I have time powers

Chapter 406: Ghost Ancestor

"What? 200 years ago, didn't the ancestor Guixi fail to overcome the tribulation and disappear?"

"I had my own way of rebirth, but unfortunately you interrupted it, so you all deserve to die."

"It turns out that you are using the Infant Refining Formation to gather souls for rebirth. It's so vicious and despicable."

"You actually know about the Infant Refining Formation?"

"Your Ghost King Sect is capturing cultivators. Several Nascent Soul stage monks have disappeared. There are members of the Ghost King Sect appearing nearby. We have long suspected it."

"It seems that the Ghost King Sect has your insider."

"Yes, we learned that the Infant Refining Formation was going to imprison the cultivator Nascent Soul. We have been looking for it, but we didn't expect you to be hiding underground."

"You know too much, go to hell!"

At this moment, nine tails suddenly appeared in the sky.

The ancestor of Guixiao was entangled by his tail, and the black energy slowly shrank.

"Nine-tailed demon fox, you old immortal, I will make you disappear into ashes today. Go to hell!"

Black energy surged up, and the nine-tailed demon fox showed its true form.

A white fox flew into the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, seemingly injured.

Ancestor Guixiao slapped it with another palm, "Ghost hits the wall."

People on the ground fell on their backs, and many cultivators vomited blood and fell a few meters away.

The nine-tailed demon fox attacked again, but the ancestor Guixi was a master in the tribulation period, so his strength was very different.

A shadow hit the nine-tailed demon fox, and the eyes of the nine-tailed demon fox obviously lost their luster.

The white fox falls into the crowd.

Ancestor Guixiao laughed loudly: "You don't overestimate your capabilities. Today, everyone will be buried with the Ghost King Sect."

Everyone fell into despair.

Who would have thought that the Ghost King Sect also has a master who has transcended the tribulation period?

And being able to survive a catastrophe without dying, his strength will certainly overwhelm all cultivators.

The nine-tailed demon fox was also desperate.

The gap between the Mahayana stage and the Tribulation stage is too big.

It is by no means as simple as one plus one.

A hundred masters in the Mahayana stage cannot beat one in the Tribulation Stage.

At this moment, there was sudden lightning and thunder in the sky.

A meteor streaked across, and a giant dragon appeared in the dark clouds.

"It's the Dragon Clan, Long Island has taken action."

A sword flew down from the sky and stabbed the ghost ancestor who was about to take action.

Ancestor Guixiao yelled angrily, and his right hand turned into a claw of mist and grabbed at the sword body.

The long sword glowed with dazzling brilliance, passing through the right arm of the ancestor Guixi, and then passed upward through his brain.

"It's the Purple Gold Immortal Sword. It's been hundreds of years and it finally appears again."

The Ancestor Ghost's body fell to the ground with a bang, and a shadow fled into the air.

A giant golden claw protruded from the air and grabbed the phantom.

"No, no, no, let me go!"

The screams slowly disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone brightly.

There was no shadow of the giant dragon in the sky, and the Purple Gold Fairy Sword disappeared at the same time.

Both the demon clan and the beast clan are still frightened.

Human cultivators are the fewest.

Whether it's a monster or a beast, there's nothing wrong with calling it a human.

The nine-tailed demon fox disappeared.

By the time everyone reacted, there were already a lot of people missing from the scene.

Even the golden-winged roc left early and left it to the little demon to clean up the mess.

at the same time.

Zeng Jing and Chu Rongrong were having dinner at the inn.

A group of officers and soldiers surrounded the two people.

"They are the remnants of the Ghost King Sect, arrest them."

Zeng Jing was startled, overturned the table, pulled Chu Rongrong and ran away.

Although he could fight his way out of the siege, Zeng Jing did not want to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

And it's not good for you to make things worse.

"Token, token, throw away the Ghost King Sect token." Chu Rongrong reminded.

Zeng Jing quickly tore off their tokens and threw them out.

Seeing pursuers from all directions, Zeng Jing dove into the clothing store.