Chapter 359: World-Destroying Ghost King Cannon

You must know that the power of the Ghost King puts a huge strain on the body of the spirit host. Every time it is used, it will leave indelible damage to the spirit host's body and even shorten the lifespan to a certain extent.

At this moment, Diao Lingyun felt a wave of extreme weakness coming over her. Her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat, with beads of sweat rolling down continuously.

He trembled all over, as if he was in a world of ice and snow, and his limbs were chilled. His waist and knees were sore and weak, and he was shaky and almost fell to the ground.

But she still bit her lips tightly and stared at Lu Bu with a firm gaze, hoping in her heart that he could defeat the powerful enemy with the power of the Ghost King.

Lü Bu and Dong Zhuo, in their Ghost King Power form, were fighting fiercely on the battlefield, and the battle was stalemate. Dong Zhuo's spiritual power was like a surging wave, constantly flowing, and its power was far greater than Lü Bu's.

Although Lu Bu's rank at this moment is far superior to Dong Zhuo, he is still at a disadvantage due to the absolute gap in spiritual power.

Every time Lu Bu swung his Fang Tian Hua Ji, he did so with resolute momentum and endless anger, trying to break through Dong Zhuo's defense line.

However, Dong Zhuo was always able to use his profound spiritual power to easily resolve Lu Bu's attacks, and even take the opportunity to counterattack, putting Lu Bu into an even more difficult situation.

Lu Bu's breathing became heavier and his armor was soaked with sweat, but his eyes remained firm. He did not retreat and struggled hard in this desperate fight with Dong Zhuo.

"No, the Ghost King's power state is limited in time. If it continues like this, Ling Yun will not be able to bear it. We must concentrate our strength and fight quickly!"

Lu Bu roared in his heart, and the light in his eyes became more and more determined. He knew very well that the situation was urgent at the moment, and every minute and every second of delay might bring irreparable harm to Diao Lingyun.

This idea became clearer and clearer in his mind, and it strengthened his determination to fight a quick victory. Lu Bu tightened his grip on the Fang Tian Hua Ji and put a little more strength into it. The veins on his arms bulged as if they were about to break through the skin.

A chilling sneer slowly formed on Lu Bu's face beneath the evil ghost mask, and that smile was full of hideous brutality and bone-chilling coldness.

In his extremely scarlet eyes, murderous intent was boiling like magma, as if it was about to break through the constraints of his eye sockets and burn everything it saw to ashes.

Just a quick glance can make one's soul tremble involuntarily, as if falling into the endless, dark abyss of hell in an instant, and from then on sinking in fear and despair, with no chance of escape.

The blood-red flames burning on his body seemed to have life, cheering and jumping as they gradually rose up, the fire burning more and more vigorously.

The fluctuations of his spiritual power were as vast as the ocean and so terrifying that it seemed able to swallow up the entire world.

The scarlet red light expanded violently with an unstoppable force and spread quickly, like a huge blood-red net that tightly enveloped him.

At this moment, he was like a demon god slowly walking out of the deepest pool of blood in hell, emitting a suffocating pressure all over his body.

The spiritual power in Lu Bu's body was like a flood that broke through a dam, bursting to the top with an unstoppable momentum. At this moment, he seemed to merge with the vast world and became the absolute master who controlled all power.

His eyes were shining with a firm and resolute light. There was not even a trace of hesitation or retreat in that light. There was only the determination to move forward and the courage to burn his boats. In his hand, he tightly grasped the magic weapon that had accompanied him for a thousand years - the Fang Tian Hua Ji. Under the mysterious and powerful blessing of the Ghost King's power, the Fang Tian Hua Ji became more and more magical and extraordinary.

The tip of the painted halberd was burning with the violent and bloody power of killing flames. The flames were jumping and raging wildly, like a ferocious beast that was eager to break free from its restraints and devour everything at will.

The four-cornered blades of Fang Tian flashed with cold light, and were cold and intimidating, as if they contained a terrifying power that could slaughter gods, and were ready to release the power of destruction that could shake the world and change the weather.

"One hundred trillion psychic energy jets, the Ghost King's World-annihilating Cannon!"

Lu Bu shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, shaking heaven and earth. His eyes were wide open, his meridians were bulging, and his spiritual energy was circulating crazily.

That powerful force was like a raging flood, which instantly broke through all obstacles in his body with a devastating force, and went straight to the Ghost King Fang Tian Huaji.

In his hand, the Ghost King Fang Tian Hua Ji began to emit an extremely strong light. The light was dazzling, brighter than the stars in the sky, as if it was the first ray of dawn when the universe was first created, containing endless mystery and power.

The light was so dazzling that it cast everything around it into heavy shadows, forming a sharp contrast, as if the whole world was left with only the shining Ghost King Fang Tian Huaji.

Between heaven and earth, a dazzling ray of light suddenly flashed across the sky. The light was so blazing that it seemed to burn a hole in the entire sky. It was the blast of 100 trillion psychic energies, the terrifying power of the Ghost King's World-Destroying Cannon.

At this moment, the sky and the earth trembled and changed color. The originally clear sky was instantly illuminated by the light and turned as pale as paper. The bright stars also lost their luster in front of it.

It was as if in front of this devastating force, all light could only become a foil. This was because the power of this attack had already exceeded the limit that ordinary people could imagine.

That ray of light was like a bottomless and terrifying crack, brutally and ruthlessly dividing the heaven and earth.

It tore darkness and light apart abruptly, as if leading straight to the bottom of an endless, horrifying abyss.

The red light that could almost completely annihilate all ghosts and gods was like two burning meteors, carrying terrifying and endless destructive power as it rushed towards Dong Zhuo.

Wherever it passed, the space was extremely distorted, presenting a strange shape, as if the whole world was trembling in front of this force that was enough to reduce everything to dust, and was unable to withstand even the slightest impact.

"Evil dragon protection!"

Dong Zhuo looked extremely solemn, and a wicked dragon formed by the gathering of black devil flames was surrounding him. The wicked dragon was baring its fangs and waving its claws, looking lifelike, as if it would break free from its restraints and devour someone in the next second.

He was tightly surrounded by black devil flames, which burned like a layer of evil armor. Waves of angry dragon roars continuously boiled out from his body, shaking the sky, filled with endless anger and violence.

The overbearing and evil aura was like rolling dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun, plunging the entire world into darkness and fear.

(End of this chapter)