The murderer was named "Ghost Tutuo" and he was famous for being ruthless. He didn't give the twelve people a chance to defend themselves and just killed them to establish his authority!

When everyone in the ghost prison saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. Who dared to retreat? They all swarmed up and surrounded Liang Yan.

Qing Beiwang said loudly: "Everyone, if we let the thief run away, we will definitely die, and our death will be extremely miserable! Tiangong City has clear rewards and punishments. If you can kill this thief, you will have made a great contribution. What do you want?"

After hearing what he said, everyone was in high spirits.

"Anyone who breaks into the ghost prison without permission will be killed without mercy!"

"kill!"

Following Qing Beiwang's order, one hundred thousand monks took action at the same time. Various magic and killing moves, magical weapons and magic weapons came out of the air and attacked Liang Yan from all directions.

Liang Yan still stood where he was, with his hands behind his back and his face calm.

In front of him, the colorful streams of light were like the stars in the sky, magic weapons, talismans, seals, signs, secret techniques and various magical means, performing infinite mysteries in mid-air, like the tide of the sea, rolling in.

Facing the tidal wave of offensive, Liang Yan's aura did not fluctuate at all, but a huge and boundless murderous intention that could not be concealed began to spread around.

Qing Bei Wang met his gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he shivered.

"This guy"

Before he could react, he saw five different colors of sword light coming out from behind Liang Yan, namely purple, green, silver, black, and white. Some were like swimming dragons, and some were like Jinghong swords with different meanings.

, the power of the law is also different.

"There are actually five natal sword pills, and they contain the power of different laws?" Qing Beiwang's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.

brush!

Five rays of sword light rushed into the crowd, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, destroying everything!

The ghost prison monks were unable to withstand Liang Yan's sword energy at all, and their defensive spells were ineffective. Wherever the five sword lights passed, they could only see blood splattering and corpses everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of monks were killed by swords, their bodies were annihilated, and their souls were turned into ashes!

"I'm going to book the eighteenth floor. Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Liang Yan rose into the air, his clothes flying.

There was no trace of pity in his eyes. As his mind turned, the five sword laws were used at the same time, just like mowing grass, harvesting the lives of everyone in the ghost prison.

"ah!"

There were tragic wails from the crowd.

Those who rushed to the front and were not highly cultivated were instantly turned into powder by the sword light. As for those monks who were slightly higher in cultivation and responded promptly, although they were not directly killed by the sword light, they were scattered in all directions.

When the sword energy stabbed me, blood suddenly flowed out, and my meridians were severed. It was terrible!

"This thief, what a powerful method!" Several of the Tribulation Ancestors were shocked.

Suddenly I heard a strange laughter, but it was Guishan Patriarch who said: "Fellow Taoists, don't panic, I'm here to help you suppress his sword energy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers had changed. Countless silt gathered and turned into eight huge earth dragons, floating up from the depths of the ground.

The earth dragon raises its head!

Powerful ghost energy shot up into the sky, forming hundreds of chains, binding Liang Yan's body tightly.

At the same time, eight earth dragons roared into the sky, each containing the original essence of the ancestor of Guishan, rushing towards Liang Yan desperately, trying to devour his body.

"Well done!"

Facing this sudden change, Liang Yan smiled instead of getting angry.

With a pinch of the sword technique in his hand, the Black Lotus Sword Pill flew back, spinning around beside him, and the black sword energy fell down like a violent storm.

Those chains composed of ghost energy were simply unstoppable, as if they were made of paper. When penetrated by the black sword energy, the spell instantly turned into nothingness, leaving only pure ghost energy permeating the surroundings, no longer threatening at all.

Liang Yan pointed with his hand again, and the black sword light galloped around him. Even if there were eight earth dragons, he was no match for him. He was soon swallowed by the sword energy containing the dark law, and countless holes appeared in his body.

Seeing that the original essence was damaged, the strange face on the mountain wall roared.

"How dare you destroy my earth line, I will fight with you!"

At the same time as he spoke, all eight earth dragons exploded, and a cloud of yellow mist enveloped thousands of miles in radius.

This haze fell on the ghost prison monks, as if they had an extra treasured garment, covering their bodies perfectly and looking indestructible!

And every puff of smoke that fell on Liang Yan was like a ten thousand-foot mountain, extremely heavy!

"It's the 'Hundred Refining Ghost Rock' of the ancestor of Guishan!"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with dark complexion wearing a black robe was staring at the yellow haze around him, his face extremely excited.

This person's name is "Huang Baichuan". He is one of the seven ancestors of the calamity. He practices the secret art of ghosts "Hundred Ghosts Sutra", and his whole body is covered with mysterious and strange runes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Ma also laughed and said:

"Haha, being shrouded by the 'Hundred Refined Ghost Rock' is equivalent to everyone having an extra top-notch defensive magic weapon. There are so many of us, so I don't believe it can't kill him!"

After saying that, the vertical eyes on his forehead suddenly opened, and thirty-six green lights were released continuously, like meteors chasing the moon, chasing one after another, and shooting towards Liang Yan in the distance.

He was extremely cunning. Even though he screamed loudest, he hid at the very back. He only dared to harass him from a distance with his vertical gaze and never dared to come forward.

Liang Yan was surrounded at this time. He saw green light coming from a distance like a string of beads, and couldn't help but sneered:

"What a good Lord Ma. I spared your life before, but now you are rushing to die. You deserve this disaster in your life!"

While speaking, he used the "Third Son Sword Technique", and the purple thunder sword light shot through the air, disembowelling hundreds of ghost prison monks along the way, and he was in front of Lord Ma in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Lord Ma's expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect that even if he was surrounded by everyone, even if he was so far apart, Liang Yan would still use his sword against him!

"Idiot, if you mess up your position like this, you will only die faster!"

Although he was angry in his heart, Lord Ma knew that he had to guard against this sword, so he made a seal with both hands and recalled all thirty-six rays of green light, forming a thick defensive barrier in front of him.

At the same time, he waved his sleeve and threw out a nine-foot-long door panel that was completely black.

But it is the defensive magic weapon that he is most proud of: "Ghost Control Tianmen"!

No wonder he was so cautious. After learning from the past experience of Ancestor Jihun, who would dare to be careless? Seeing that Liang Yan had targeted himself, he immediately gave up the attack and used all his mana to defend. In addition, the "Ancestor Guishan"

"Hundred Refining Ghost Rock" and his own "Ghost Control Tianmen", they only hope to be able to defend against this sword.

"As long as you guard against one sword, just one sword will be enough" Prince Ma kept thinking silently in his heart.

Boom!

Thunder exploded in mid-air, and the purple sword light was like a thunder dragon, majestic and unstoppable!

The defensive barrier composed of thirty-six green lights was torn apart by the thunder sword energy in an instant, just like layers of window paper being pierced, unable to stop it even for a moment.

Lord Ma's face turned pale, and he could only place his hopes on the "Ghost Control Tianmen" and the "Hundred Refining Ghost Rock".

Under his full force, the dark door panel released powerful ghost energy, and a ferocious ghost head appeared on the door lintel, which began to devour the souls of the souls spilling out of the surrounding battlefield.

The door panels are getting thicker and thicker, and the ghost energy is getting stronger and stronger!

Just when the power of the "Ghost Control Tianmen" expanded to its limit, the thunder dragon flew over with a momentum that soared into the sky.

boom!

Just hearing a loud noise, thunder roaring, and sword energy flowing horizontally, Yugui Tianmen fell apart without any warning and turned into powder in the purple sword light.

The whole process happened in a flash!

Like the thirty-six layers of defensive restrictions, this defensive magic weapon that Lord Ma had high hopes for still did not block the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword even for a moment.

"If it doesn't work, my life will end!"

Seeing the power of Liang Yan's sword, Lord Ma's liver and gallbladder split and his face turned pale.

In his sight, the purple thunder dragon was getting closer and closer, and soon it came to the top of his head, slashing down from top to bottom.

The "Hundred Refining Ghost Rock" can block scattered sword energy, but when facing Liang Yan's full sword, it is no different from paper.

"ah!"

A shrill scream was heard, and Prince Ma's body was cut in half in the middle. His true spirit still wanted to escape, but how could it escape the thunderous sword energy that was known for its speed?

The Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword made a slight stroke in mid-air, spanning hundreds of miles in an instant, and chopped Lord Ma's true spirit into pieces, turning it into a wisp of faint blue smoke.

The second catastrophe ancestor fell!

But everyone in the Ghost Prison did not shrink from this, but instead became more motivated to fight.

"There is a flaw!"

Qing Beiwang shouted, excitement showing on his face.

It turned out that in order to kill Lord Ma, Liang Yan separated one of the five sword pills, which inevitably exposed flaws in his own defense.

Which of these tribulation ancestors is not experienced in hundreds of battles? No one was timid because of Lord Ma's death. Instead, they seized on the flaw and launched a violent attack on Liang Yan!

One hundred thousand monks were flying in mid-air, like a rolling torrent, and all kinds of magic and magical powers came one after another. Although their strength was uneven, they could cover the ancestors of the Tribulation and cooperate with their offensive.

In addition, the ancestor of Guishan used the power of this small world to encircle and suppress Liang Yan, and soon a situation of encirclement was formed.

"So what if I let you guys get close?"
To be continued...