Chapter 587 Sixth Grade Magical Treasure

On the city wall of Calabash Valley, Bai Yang faced the three strong men and four people of unknown origin, without fear.

Flipping through his hands, something appeared in his hand, a piece of pitch-black cloth the size of a palm.

No, that's not a piece of cloth, but a small black flag, a small black triangular flag, made of unknown material, it's so black.

"People are greedy. You come here for the so-called treasures bred by dragon veins. I understand this. However, I reminded you before that you are the ones who refuse to leave, so you can't blame me!"

Looking at Bai Yang outside the city wall, he said in a deep voice.

Facing the three strong players, Bai Yang had to show some hole cards, lest you capsize in the gutter.

The small black triangular flag was originally obtained in the Mihelin Inheritance Underground Palace. It was called the Ten Absolute Dark Light Sword Banner, and it belonged to Jianyun, a Shinto monk at the True Monarch level of the Iron Sword Sect.

According to legend, Jian Yun relied on this thing to kill the supreme powerhouse who had surpassed the realm of kings. It can be seen that this small ten absolute dark light sword flag is terrifying.

When Bai Yang got this banner, he was not a Shinto monk, so he couldn't use it at all. Later, he practiced the idea of ​​the true yang concept of Jianlin, set foot in the ranks of Shinto monks, and condensed the spirit of Yin. Afterwards, he has been researching this thing.

Until now, Bai Yang has finally researched some clues.

Although he is still unable to display all the power of the Ten Absolute Dark Light Sword Banner with his current state, but with this magic weapon capable of destroying the King of Killers, even if it only exerts one-tenth of its power now, it is still enough to deal with the situation in front of him The situation!

The Ten Absolute Dark Light Sword Banner appeared in Bai Yang's hands, and his mental power gushed out crazily, rushing towards the inside of the sword banner.

The pitch-black flag looks ordinary, but as Bai Yang's thought power poured in, the inner formation was activated and began to actively absorb his thought power.

This banner is too powerful, Bai Yang can feel that there seems to be a legendary glutton in it devouring his thought power, and there is a feeling that he can't supply it.

However, his yin spirit was so powerful that he persisted abruptly.

With the infusion of Bai Yang's thought power, the magic weapon, the Ten Absolute Dark Lightsword Flag, was activated, and a palm-sized triangular flag floated in the air from Bai Yang's hand.

hum!

Small flags float in the sky, rising against the wind,

In an instant, it turned into a giant of ten feet.

A ten-foot-high pitch-black flag appeared in the void, and countless complex array textures flashed on the thick flagpole. The flag itself was automatic without wind, and a breathtaking aura appeared.

boom!

The flag fell to the ground with a bang, the flagpole was planted on the ground, and took root on the ground. The flag itself trembled and rattled, and above the flag, endless black light shot up into the sky, like ink surging, spreading rapidly.

In an instant, with the flag as the center, everything within a diameter of ten kilometers disappeared, including the entire Calabash Valley.

This area was shrouded in pitch-black light. The light surged like ink, and the darkness permeated people. It was impossible to see anything inside.

"Everyone in Calabash Valley obeys orders, stay where they are!"

Bai Yang's cold voice came from the endless pitch-black light.

After being activated by Bai Yang, the Shijue Dark Light Sword Banner directly sealed off this piece of world. Yu Cangsong, Luo Guangyuan, Ghost King Zhenjun, and those four young men with unknown origins were all shrouded in a black glow like ink. !

Bai Yang was still standing on the city wall, Jianqi had absorbed too much of his mental power, his face was a little pale at this time, and his brows hurt, but he had a sneer on his face.

Great Master? Zhenjun? At this time, he is not as horrified as a headless chicken!

Because the sword flag is controlled by Bai Yang, he can naturally see everything inside at a glance. However, except for him, everyone in the area covered by the sword flag has almost become blind. You can't see anything beyond three meters in this area!

Zhao Shi and the others, being reminded by Bai Yang, stood still and looked around with horror on their faces. Is this the young master's trick? How did it work?

Yu Cangsong, a great master, originally stood on the sky, but in an instant, his eyes blurred, and he was in a dark world.

In this pitch-black world, even though he was a great master, he couldn't see anything three meters away. In this pitch-black world, he even lost his sense of direction and couldn't tell east, west, north, south.

His face was horrified, but he was a grand master, a grand master of martial arts, so of course it was impossible to give in just like that.

With his eyes fixed, he punched forward, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, and the golden light on his fist was surging, like a small sun shining infinitely.

With one punch, his fist was enough to blow up a hill, but after he punched it, it was like a bull into the sea. Except for the twisted air around him, his terrifying punch did not achieve the result he wanted at all!

"What the hell is this?" His face was shocked again, without hesitation, the golden light on his body surged, and he rushed to the sky, wanting to get out of this weird space immediately.

On the valley wall, Bai Yang sneered.

"Want to leave now? It's too late, you don't leave when you are told to leave, there is no medicine for regret in the world!"

Bai Yang could see it clearly, Yu Cangsong's cultivation base of the great master, his whole body erupted with terrifying aura, his speed was unbelievably fast, like a ball of golden streamer, but he was always spinning around within a radius of ten meters, unable to rush. Sword Qi envelops the area.

The Ten Absolute Dark Light Sword Qi is enough to kill the King of Killers, once it is used, it will directly block a piece of heaven and earth. If there is no such performance, how can it be worthy of its title?

Even if Bai Yang only exerted less than one-tenth of his power now, it is enough to easily control the current situation!

Great Master? Is the grand master amazing?

Roar……

A loud roar came from the other direction, and at the same time, a terrifying aura erupted.

In this area, only Bai Yang can hear the sound and see the picture, and it is impossible for others to hear and see.

Looking up, Luo Guangyuan, who was in the realm of the great master, also noticed the unusualness of this place and wanted to leave this area.

The blood tiger under his feet raised its head and roared, its body glowing with blood, it was extremely ferocious and domineering, distorting the surrounding void.

However, it was useless, it was impossible to leave this area at all, even the sense of direction disappeared, and it only circled in a small area.

Glancing in that direction, Bai Yang narrowed his eyes, let's not deal with you for now, let's get rid of Ghost King Zhenjun.

As for the Blood Lotus Sect, he had fought against him several times and made trouble for him time and time again. Bai Yang had long since become impatient. Now, the first person he had to deal with was the Ghost King True Monarch of the Blood Lotus Sect.

All of them are under the control of the uncle, no one can run away, come one by one.

Like Yu Cangsong and Luo Guangyuan, Ghost King Zhenjun fell into this dark world and was also confused.

He is a Shinto monk, and he sees the current situation more clearly.

"This is a sixth-grade magic weapon? How could you have it!"

In the pitch-black world, Ghost King Zhenjun exclaimed. The black clouds around him disappeared, revealing his own figure. He looked around in horror and did not act hastily.

He is an old man, a skinny old man with only skin and bones left, shaped like a mummy, and a black robe looks empty on his body.

Sixth grade magic weapon? Celestial Master?

Bai Yang narrowed his eyes, and it was the first time he knew that magic weapons were divided into levels. After all, Ye Luzi was born and hadn't studied it before, but he knew about the celestial master, who is equivalent to a strong man in the realm of warrior and king.

Standing on the city wall, Bai Yang looked at Ghost King Zhenjun and said coldly: "Ghost King Zhenjun? You evildoer of the Blood Lotus Sect, now, how do you want to die!"

"Want to kill me? Hmph!" Ghost King Zhenjun frowned and sneered sinisterly.

In this dark world, he could hear Bai Yang's voice, but he couldn't see Bai Yang's person. The voice seemed to come from all directions, and he couldn't tell where Bai Yang was based on the sound.

"Is it difficult to kill you?" Bai Yang sneered.

With a burst of thought power, it poured into the huge sword flag that others couldn't see, and several auxiliary functions were activated.

Ten unique dark light sword flags, ten unique, because there are ten auxiliary functions, dark light refers to the blocking function of the sword flag, forming a gloomy world, unless the cultivation level is enough to blow up the sword flag, otherwise there is no way to escape , Sword Flag, as the name suggests, this flag can form a terrifying sword aura!

Right now, Bai Yang can't fully display the full power of the Ten Absolute Dark Lightsword Banner, but it's enough.

Among the ten auxiliary functions, Bai Yang can now activate four. When he used the sword flag to seal off the world, he used two. They were to block the sight of everyone in the area, and the second was to disrupt the sense of direction.

Now, facing Ghost King Zhenjun, Bai Yang once again activated an auxiliary function, No Flying!

hum...

The void in the pitch-black world was slightly distorted, and everyone, including Ghost King Zhenjun, fell to the ground!

Unable to fly, Grandmaster has already been able to get rid of the gravitational force, but at this time, he can't do it at all. True Monarch can walk against the wind, but as if that ability has been deprived, he can only fall to the ground.

Bang, Ghost King Zhenjun fell to the ground, a trace of horror flashed across his face.

He was obviously above the Bibo River before, and he could only fall into the water when he fell, but at this time, the ground under his feet was pitch black. Where is there a drop of water?

Moreover, he could feel that the pitch-black ground was extremely solid, and it was almost impossible to break through it!

Faced with this situation, True Monarch Ghost King did not hesitate, and as he waved his hands, more than a dozen strange and sinister figures appeared around his body.

There are more than a dozen evil spirits, none of which is weaker than the aura of a martial arts master, and there are even two of them, whose aura directly catches up to the realm of a grand master!

Even so, True Monarch Ghost King still felt unsafe. He pointed it out, and the black glow surged, and the pitch-black mist enveloped him again, and his figure disappeared into the black mist.

In this way, he seemed to have gained some confidence, and the voice came from the black mist and said coldly: "You can't kill me, sixth-grade magic weapon, very good, as long as you kill you, this is mine, come on right , really came to the right"

On the city wall, Bai Yang sneered, it has fallen to this level, you still want to kill people to seize treasure?

It's useless to talk too much, every Shinto monk, no one knows that he has the strange means of talking too much, only by killing him thoroughly can he guarantee his safety!

Looking at Ghost King Zhenjun, Bai Yang's thought power moved, and raging blue flames appeared out of thin air, drowning him...