Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Chapter 161 Hundred Ghosts Night Parade

At the beginning of the game, the purple-shirted Dragon King took the lead in attacking.

I saw him holding a stylus in his hand and drawing towards the sky.

Four vivid ink dragons leaped in the air,

As soon as Mo Jiaofu, who was more than ten feet long, appeared, he quickly rushed towards Old Zhang's position.

Old Zhang did not dare to be careless and directly slashed at the ink dragon at the front with his sword.

A flash of sword light flashed, and Mo Jiao was cut into two halves.

But the strange thing is that the severed ink dragon did not dissipate.

Instead, it turned into thick black mist and melted into the nearest ink dragon.

The ink dragon seemed to be invigorated. Not only did its size increase by one-third, but the lines all over its body also became more delicate and realistic.

Old Zhang frowned and dodged the Strangulation of the other two dragons.

He slashed at the big dragon with his sword again.

But this time, the enlarged ink dragon was not cut off by the sword, but blocked the sword light with the sharp claws on its chest.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Peng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth,

He no longer paid attention to those ink dragons,

Instead, he directly slashed at the purple-robed Dragon King with his sword.

The Purple Shirt Dragon King did not expect Zhang Peng to react so quickly.

He quickly took out a square seal and blocked it in front of him.

That seal emits a golden light,

Directly blocked Zhang Peng's sword light.

This square seal is obviously not an ordinary Law Weapon, but at least a Profound Rank Ninth Grade Apex Level Law Weapon.

Taking advantage of this moment, three ink dragons surrounded Zhang Peng again.

Zhang Peng showed real fire, spoke true words, and waved his sword with one hand.

In an instant, the three-foot green peak was divided into nine parts.

Three of them blocked the siege of the ink dragon, and the remaining six turned into sword light that filled the sky and headed toward the purple-robed Dragon King.

Obviously, even if the Profound Rank Law Weapon is Apex Level, it cannot stop the full attack and punishment of a Core Formation sword cultivator.

After resisting the purple-robed Dragon King's square seal for a moment, it finally couldn't resist it. There were dense cracks on the square seal, and it was about to shatter into pieces.

The purple-robed Dragon King frowned, hesitated, and finally took out the scroll on his back.

As he unfolded the scroll, a scroll about one foot long and three feet wide slowly appeared in front of everyone.

On the scroll, hundreds of strange ghosts of various shapes appeared vividly on the paper.

If you look closely, you can see from the lowest level the ghost of injustice, the ghost who surrendered to death, to the ghost king with green face and fangs, ghost evil. It's not enough, it's just a picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

This treasure was obtained by the Purple Shirt Dragon King using the Spirit Rank Fifth Grade Self-Chosen Treasure Chest obtained in the Combat is King event.

The name of this treasure is [Hakki Night Walk], Spirit Rank Fifth Grade Law Treasure.

After using it, you can summon hundreds of ghosts of all levels to fight for you.

They range from low-level ghosts in the Qi Refining realm to ghost kings and ghosts in the Core Formation realm.

Moreover, in addition to summoning ghosts, this scroll also has the effect of trapping and defending enemies.

It is really a rare treasure.

The Purple Shirt Dragon King has never used this treasure in previous games.

He had always wanted to use this treasure as a grand finale to surprise the enemy.

But I didn't expect Zhang Peng's offensive to be so fierce.

Not seeing how powerful the sword light was, he chopped his Apex Level Law Weapon into pieces.

As a last resort, he could only use his trump card in advance.

The Night Journey of One Hundred Ghosts was sacrificed in advance.

I saw that after the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Figure was sacrificed, it rose in the wind. The one that covers the sky covers the sun from the sky.

Black fog billowed on the screen, and shrill howls resounded throughout the map.

Hundreds of ferocious ghosts scrambled out of the painting as if escaping from hell.

Zhang Peng felt that the temperature all over his body instantly dropped a few degrees, and a cold feeling spread throughout his body.

The opponent was obviously too aggressive, and Zhang Peng didn't intend to hide his clumsiness anymore.

I saw him taking out seven or eight defensive Law Weapons from his storage bag.

All sacrificed to protect the vital points of the body.

Then he took out a few more spirit-reviving and spiritual-awakening talismans and slapped them on his body.

After doing all this, Zhang Peng retracted all the sword light with confidence, clasped his palms together, and muttered:

"The way of heaven is brilliant, the sun and moon are permanent, lend me my divine power, and go backwards Heavenly Dipper."

In an instant, the situation in the world changed.

The wind was strong and the rain was pouring. Zhang Peng stretched his limbs and his robes bulged in the wind.

Countless thunder and lightning flashed behind it, as if the heaven and earth were adding to its prestige.

The purple-robed Dragon King's face condensed when he saw this.

He hurriedly sent all the ghosts to attack Zhang Peng.

However, they were all blocked by the seven or eight Law Weapons in front of Zhang Peng.

At this time, the giant ghost king with a green face and fangs on the outside roared, and the surrounding ghosts instantly made way for it.

I saw it flying in front of Zhang Peng, spitting out a stream of blue flames from its huge mouth.

I don't know what kind of flames it is. If the Law Weapon in front of Zhang Peng gets even a little bit of it, it will be instantly corroded and stained with rust.

Seeing the Law Weapons around me falling from the sky one after another,

Zhang Peng's momentum finally reached its peak,

I saw his fingers moving like flying. After making a few gestures, the three-foot green blade in front of him suddenly trembled.

Two are born, two are born three, and three are born ten thousand.

In an instant, the entire sky was densely covered with countless flying swords.

Zhang Peng's eyes widened angrily, and the long hair on his shoulders stood up. He shouted angrily:

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan! Kill them for me!"

As his voice fell,

Countless flying swords turned into streams of light and angrily slashed towards the purple-robed Dragon King and the ghosts in front of him.

As the flying swords galloped, they made bursts of piercing screams.

Such a huge formation directly scared the purple-shirted Dragon King across from him into a cold sweat.

He hurriedly held up the Night Journey of One Hundred Ghosts in front of him, and used an iron pen to draw layers of curtains. Before he could finish all this, countless flying swords had already arrived in front of him.

The sky and the earth are like a heavy rain,

Wherever the rain passed, hundreds of imps and the few ink dragons disappeared one after another.

The purple-robed Dragon King touched his body with a frightened expression, not sure if he had a few extra holes somewhere.

What he didn't notice was that Zhang Peng, opposite him, was blushing from suppressing pain and spitting out a silver sword pill from his mouth with all his strength.

The sword pill was only half an inch in size, looked gray, and showed no power at all.

After the sword pill was spit out by Zhang Peng, it mixed into the thousands of streams of light and flew towards the purple-robed Dragon King.

Soon, the purple-robed Dragon King discovered something was wrong.

It stands to reason that even if you can resist such a massive attack, you should try your best to do so.

But it's been so long, how come no flying sword can break through his defense?

He looked into the distance in surprise,

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, I almost lost my temper when I saw it.

What the hell, Wan Jian Guizong, those countless flying swords slashed on his canvas, leaving not even a trace.

Even the ghosts he summoned, except for those Qi Refining Foundation Building Stage ghosts, disappeared.

The two ghost kings and ghosts didn't even leave any scars.

Zhang Kuang on the opposite side was obviously deceiving him.

The purple-robed Dragon King became furious, put away the canvas in front of him, and once again sent the two ghost kings to attack Zhang Peng against the rain of flying swords.

Looking at Zhang Peng again, although his complexion is sallow,

But he still said to the Purple Shirt Dragon King with a smile on his face:

"Boy, you lose."

The purple-robed Dragon King sneered:

"Stop playing these tricks. In the face of absolute strength, any bells and whistles are in vain. I advise you..."

Before he could finish speaking,

A gray sword ball penetrated directly through the heavy curtain and passed between his eyebrows.

Only a line of splattered blood is left,

and the confused eyes of the Purple Shirt Dragon King.