Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Being choked back by Bai Hucheng's words, the ghost head's expression became even more terrifying.    

He did not understand the situation before his eyes. If Bai Hucheng used the full strength of the Holy Weapon, he would most likely not be able to obtain any benefits, and even he might not be able to leave in peace.    

As for the Holy Weapon, of course they could not surrender them to others. However, since they knew where they were, they were not in a hurry.    

When he returned to the Deep Sword Upper City, he would call for help. There was no need to worry about the other party not returning the favor.    

Furthermore … There were actually two kinds of strange fire on the body of the little Martial Cultivator. The allure of this kind of treasure to Sheng Domain's Martial Cultivator wasn't something that could be compared with a Holy Weapon.    

If you are able to return the Holy Weapon, my Qing Famiy can also give up on my past grudges, and turn a friendship into friendship and friendship with you. "    

Although he thought this in his heart, seeing the Holy Weapon in the other party's hands, the ghost head still felt extremely unwilling.    

"Haha, who wants to become friends with you? Those people who are chasing after my brother should all die a well-deserved death. "    

"If an ugly old ghost like you is slurring away, this old man will let this Holy Weapon drink all the blood in your body."    

Sensing that he was about to lose control and self-destruct below, Bai Hucheng did not dare delay and roared angrily.    

Now. Only he could suppress Ning Shentong.    

The premise was that he had to drive away this troublesome old ghost.    

"Hehe …" "I would like to see how you will be able to help me under my constraints today."    

The old geezer laughed sinisterly.    

Although he didn't want to work for the three sects, he also wasn't willing to leave that easily.    

Regarding Ning Shentong's life and death, they would never care about him at all. However, if Ning Shentong self-destructed and was lucky enough to hurt Bai Hucheng, maybe it would give him the chance to snatch back the Holy Weapon.    

If it was really as he had imagined, once he returned to the Qing Famiy, his own status would definitely rise greatly as well.    

"A half-buried old thing, this old man really …" I've given you face. "    

Bai Hucheng's brows stood straight, his tiger eyes were like cold stars, the blood and Qi on his body was exuberant like a rainbow, waves after waves of Holy Power rumbled and swept in all directions.    

"White Tiger Sacred Technique: Thousand Manifestation!"    

With a loud shout, he did not have the time to waste on the ghost head. He directly used the strongest move of the White Tiger Three Styles. As the complex seals in his hands completed, he pointed his five fingers at the sky.    

Endless light rose from beneath his feet and shot towards the sky.    

In the midst of the haziness, a giant figure condensed from substance suddenly appeared behind Bai Hucheng.    

The mighty and unstoppable Holy Power swept through more than half of the Starlight City, and to all Martial Cultivator who were affected, they felt as if their souls had left their bodies, as they were unable to control themselves under the pressure of the Holy Power.    

What was even more frightening was that the dense Holy Power contained a cold and gloomy aura, which was extremely yin and cold. The temperature of the world, which had been raised due to the fire intent, quickly dropped and even formed a thick layer of frost.    

When Bai Hucheng was in the semi-sage realm, the giant formed by "Thousand Manifestation" was unable to change its form. But now, it looked like a true giant had descended, whose power and might had increased by who knows how many times.    

Rumble …    

The giant held the Yin-Yang Holy Sword in his hand, clasped his hands together, and suddenly slashed forward.    

In the blink of an eye, the winds churned and the elemental energy shattered. It didn't seem like the slash of a Giant Sword at all, but more like the attack of a god wielding a heavy hammer.    

Elder Ghost, who had been planning on taking advantage of the situation, suddenly lost all color on his face. He watched as the illusions continued to destroy the sky, and quickly retreated.    

The opponent had used the White Tiger Sacred Technique and the Ice Soul Violent Force to attack together. Adding the Holy Weapon's power, if Yue Yang continued to think about fighting him while disregarding his own life, there was a possibility that he would be directly killed.    

At this moment, Elder Gui's heart was filled with unwillingness, but he didn't dare to stay on the spot.    

He glared fiercely at Bai Hucheng, only leaving behind a bunch of Ghost s where he was before.    

"Remember, my Qing Famiy will get this debt from you sooner or later."    

The only one left in the void was this ethereal voice. Before this person left, he didn't forget to spout nonsense.    

After scaring the other party away, Bai Hucheng did not choose to chase after him. With a wave of his hand, the sword tip that the giant used to slash at him turned and charged straight in the direction where Ning Shentong stood.    

"Together... Go to hell! "    

Ning Shentong, who was frantically channeling his spirit energy, also noticed the previous scene. After greeting the Old Patriarch in his heart for seventeen or eighteen generations, he had completely lost all hope.    

Elder Gui ran away.    

At this moment, even if he had monstrous energy, he would not be able to survive.    

After scheming and scheming for so many years, if he destroyed the entire sect, he wouldn't be too far away from death.    

At this time, Ning Shentong's heart flashed with regret, but very quickly, his eyes became stern.    

Even if I die, I have to bring Bai Hucheng and the City Lord Hsing to hell with me.    

Pah pah pah …    

BOOM!    

The elemental energy and the flame that had lost control suddenly produced a violent sonic boom. Ning Shentong's body split apart as fresh blood flowed out from his body. With a loud boom from his dantian, thousands of flames erupted from his body.    

"Subdue!"    

A violent storm engulfed the surroundings. The wild elemental energy wantonly fluctuated outwards as if it had detonated an entire barrel of gunpowder.    

However, just as the astonishing shockwave was about to spread across the entire Starlight City, a large number of ice crystals suddenly appeared in the air several tens of kilometers away.    

A mighty voice resounded through the sky.    

Bai Hucheng's figure descended at the last moment.    

"Hahaha …"    

"Bai Hucheng, even if you rush over, what can you do? You... It can't be stopped. "    

Ning Shentong released a ghastly laugh, the pain caused his face to contort, making him look extremely sinister.    

The semi-sage realm self-detonation should be hard to stop even with the sage realm nearby.    

But...    

Before the laughter had even dispersed, the smile on Ning Shentong's face froze.    

Amongst the ice crystals that continuously appeared in all directions, there was a beautiful flower of ice that bloomed in the air, causing all the layers of flames he released to completely freeze. Even his shattered Dantian had also been frozen at this moment.    

"Ice..." Ice Soul Flower, you … You actually refined it?! "    

"Ah, ah, ah …"    

Ning Shentong screamed in fear and frantically pushed his Dantian, wanting to make the explosion become more intense.    

However, it was useless.    

It was impossible for the fire intent to break through the Ice Soul Flower's seal, and his entire dantian was frozen into a lump of ice.    

"Yingrong, I will personally avenge you. In the underworld, I hope that you can …" "Rest in peace."    

Bai Hucheng slowly closed his eyes.    

His heart was filled with hatred before, causing him to go crazy. Now that he had lost his wife and family, the main culprit was in front of him. Only his blood could comfort his soul.    

He waved his hand downwards.    

The giant in mid-air wielded the Yin-Yang Holy Sword in his hand and slashed down from mid-air.    

Ning Shentong didn't even have time to let out a final scream as his body was sliced into two halves from the middle. His head flew into the sky and the Fire Elemental Laws that had been stored in his dantian for half a day were also shaken into nothingness.    

An enormous, world-shaking crisis had also finally, along with Bai Hucheng's sword, completely dissolved into nothingness.    

The grudge and enmity was over.    

However, that strand of her soul had returned to her hometown.    

Only City Lord Hsing, who was not far away, noticed that there was a tear on Bai Hucheng's cheek that rolled along with it.