As the forward commander under the throne of Lu, Jiang Luxian led a million ghost soldiers and killed him, but he was just a short man over a meter.

The head is big, the waist is round, and the face is not outstanding.

A short hammer was hung on both sides of the waist, and he was consolidating the battlefield through the passage, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes also showed contemplation.

"Senior Jiang." An illusory voice sounded from not far away:

"The situation seems a bit bad."

"Two ghost kings have already taken action, but Yang Shizhi has not fallen into the wind. It seems that he is still slightly standing on the top."

The speaker was a female ghost, dressed in a white shirt and a veil, which made people unable to see her appearance. Only the voice echoed in the scene.

"It's really out of Jiang's accident." Jiang Luxian nodded:

"However, in the current situation, Yang Shizhong must have gone all out. There is no more reinforcements, but we still have room to do so."

"There is no need to worry about the Three Saints, this battle will be won!"

He glanced around, sure in his heart.

In addition to him, there is also a ghost king here, and several personal generals, plus the helpers brought by the Three Saints of the Ancestral Court.

Enough to reverse the situation.

"Yeah." The saint in white slowly nodded, her beautiful eyes turned under the veil, and landed on a wanton figure in front of the passage:

"This person is Quanzhen Dao Dao Master Do not ask?"

"Exactly." Jiang Luxian's expression sank:

"It is him, together with the bone thief, ruined the location of a certain Jiang clan, this hatred is not shared!"

Killing fathers, killing brothers, seizing wives, exterminating clan...

Even though Jiang Luxian's relationship with the family members is not very good, what Moqiu and the Bone Thief have done still make him murderous.

"Don't beg!" The white-clothed saint looked at him and made a strange voice:

"Master said, my calamity lies with him. If this person is not dealt with, he will be entangled in cause and effect in the future, and the evil will be hard to eliminate."

"I don't know, what is the cause and effect?"

"Holy woman!" Behind him, a big man with a height of ten feet muttered:

"Don't be careless, what the holy lord said, there must be no mistake, the final general is willing to take the order to kill this sacred woman, but it is causal."

"This person is not easy to deal with." Jiang Lianxian raised his eyebrows:

"I once wanted to take him down, but he ran away. It's better for the guard to find some helpers to be foolproof."

"Really?" The big man grinned:

"So, I'm about to learn."

He is not a ghost king, but facing Jiang Suxian, he is not much respectful at all. Not only did he not shrink from hearing this, he was eager to try.

Obviously, he is quite confident in his own strength.

"Also."

The saint in white said calmly:

"Go ahead!"

"Here!"

The big man took his command, took a step forward, and appeared in front of the passage.

Seeing this, Jiang Lianxian shook his head lightly, motioned to a ghost behind him, and the fiery ghost immediately fleeed away.

The arrival of the saint of the ancestral court was also something he had not expected.

Although there are not many people who come, there is no weak person. With such help, Jiang Lunxian is naturally overjoyed, if he can make a gloomy relationship with the saint.

For the future, there are also many benefits.

The ancestral court, but the foundation of the kingdom of sorrow, the sons of the monarchs and princes of the past, all need to enter and practice, and the status is supreme.

According to reports.

There are more than the ghost king in it!

...

Curse of the Flame Dragon!

disease!

More than a hundred lines of fire are intertwined in the air, and many ghosts are all stagnant wherever they pass.

immediately.

The ghost's body began to turn red, as if a mass of magma appeared inside, and it burst out in a flash, and the whole body turned into fireworks to bloom in the sky.

The scattered flames fell on other ghosts, also causing a chain reaction, exploding one after another.

It was like a series of firecrackers raising their heads, and they blew up again and again.

However, in the blink of an eye, thousands of ghosts in the surroundings were all annihilated. Only the flames surrendered and were swallowed by the Nine Fire Dragons, boosting their supernatural powers.

A few ghosts that were not weak in strength resisted the sea of ​​flames, trying to interrupt Moqiu's spellcasting, desperately rushing to the front, but were easily beheaded.

Ghost fire, karma fire, spiritual fire...

Many flames are superimposed on each other, like a bird with its mouth open and wings, just a pounce towards the front, and only ashes are left behind.

Sometimes the sword light flickered, harvesting the spirit of ghosts.

"Huh!"

suddenly.

The first-class flame pierced from below and plunged into the flames suddenly, like a smart fish swimming back and forth among many spiritual fires.

Wherever he passed, the spirit fire suddenly went dark.

"Um?"

Don't ask for a sluggish figure and shrink your eyes.

After the flame extinguished the spiritual fire, his body shook slightly, showing his true face, but it was a blazing ghost with a golden core realm.

Don't ask for knowledge of this ghost.

One of the four ghosts under Jiang Lian Xianzuo.

Fire ghost Jiang Lie!

It can also be the only one that can suppress the ghost that can't control the law of fire by relying on its own bloodline talent and supernatural power at the same level.

Of course, it can only be suppressed.

"Ah…"

Don't ask for a fight with him, and he felt light at this moment, and he wanted to rush over with the knife, but his figure suddenly stagnated, his face turned dignified.

However, outside of Xu Kaiwai, a burly man who did not know when he appeared, was looking over with his arms folded in his hands.

The brawny man's eye belt examines:

"Don't ask for the Taoist Master Quanzhen?"

"Exactly." Moqiu nodded:

"Your Excellency has some face."

"The guardian of the Ancestral Temple Temple, cover technique." The big man said in a cold voice:

"Kill your ghost!"

"Really?" Mo Qiu turned his head and shook his head gently:

"I'm afraid you don't have this ability!"

Before the sound fell, his figure had disappeared in the same place.

The Ancestral Temple, he had heard of, and read from the memories of the ghosts of the Jiang family, it was the most powerful force in the Kingdom of Shang.

They are also involved?

Thoughts turn, killing intent surges.

Yuan mirage!

Shadowless escape!

As early as the moment he spoke, what was left in place was already a phantom, and the real Moqiu had already appeared behind the other party.

Hundreds of swords broke through the air and slashed sharply.

"mean!"

Gai Shu snorted, but his face remained unchanged.

Obviously the opponent was behind him, but he had no intention of turning around. As soon as his arm stretched out, the whole ghost body suddenly swelled, revealing its true body.

Three heads, six arms, nine eyes!

A ghost about ten feet tall was revealed on the spot.

The three heads are in anger, fear, and panic. The six arms each hold a different ghost soldier. The eyebrows are erected. The nine eyes have almost the ability to insight into the three realms and six ways.

The terrifying power made the void stagnant.

Moqiu's forward body shape also took a sudden, as if being suppressed by an invisible mountain, the flesh and blood became extremely difficult to move.

He was originally behind the opponent.

But the other party showed a ghost, and the three poems occupied one side each, so there was no so-called backside, and he was immediately stared at by his eyebrows.

The six ghost tools are mirror, sword, sword, ruler, hook, and jade ruyi.

The ghost weapon erupted, the wind whistling, and thousands of phantoms crashed down in an instant, and the air waves visible to the naked eye swept across all directions.

A bunch of ghosts and Taoist soldiers were also set off together.

Mo Qiu's eye sockets throbbed, and his flesh and skin instantly turned red, and a raging flame emerged from his body, suddenly sweeping through his body, and his figure rose with it.

Nether Fire God Body!

"when…"

Sparks are flying everywhere, don't ask to get out and retreat.

Gai Shu also failed to catch up, but twitched on three sides, his eyes dignified, and he looked at the tiny gap revealed in the weapon's blade in his hand.

Although Jiang Luxian reminded him, he never expected that the long knife in the palm of his opponent was so sharp?

Even the treasures of his own heart-strengthening will show damage in one collision.

"Damn it!"

When he was relieved, Gai Shu's face showed anger, a tiger roar, and his figure swooped forward, waving his six arms in the air, like six vortexes.

Ancestral Secret **** back cut!

Do not seek to stand with a knife, the eyebrows beating frantically, and the warning signs in his heart frequently appear. Before too much time to think about it, Shifang Killing Dao brazenly cut out.

"boom!"

A wave of power no less than Yuan Ying's collision emerged in the field.

As a top ghost general, Gai Shu learned the secrets of the ancestral court. Coupled with the blessing of his own ghost, his explosive strength was terrifying.

Mo Qiu was actually at a disadvantage.

In terms of martial arts, although the Shifang Killing Dao has a profound realm, it is not as subtle and mysterious as the secret martial arts that the opponent has inherited for millions of years.

On cultivation.

After all, Mo Qiu didn't have many years in the late stage of Advanced Jindan, and it was not as deep as the opponent's accumulation.

Even the flesh...

It is also the weakness of the Yangshi monks.

"Zheng!"

Knife light bursts out.

Don't ask to pull back and step back, pointing a little, Baipi Dao trembles in the air, and the silk of the knives immediately converges into the Taiyi Refining Demon Sword Formation to trap the opponent.

Fighting in close quarters, he is indeed slightly inferior to his opponent.

But as a monk in the sun, the golden core master, he didn't use his physical body as his victory. The magical powers and imperial weapons were the real worry.

Taiyizong inherited the sword art, which can kill people easily even dozens of miles away. In terms of subtlety, it is not much worse than the ancestral secret method.

not to mention,

There is also the advantage of a hundred piping swords, even if it is a cover technique, I dare not take the edge lightly.

‘A practitioner in the Yang world, refines qi, refines qi and transforms spirit, refines and combines the Tao, nurtures the primordial fetus with the essence of qi and spirit, and integrates the primordial fetus with the great path, and proves the path of immortality. ’

"The ghosts of the underworld are different..."

‘As soon as they are born, they are the combination of soul and heaven. There are many visions, so the physical body is equivalent to harmony. ’

‘You don’t need to cultivate the primordial spirit, you just need to grow your physical body, and you can keep getting closer to the Dao. ’

When fighting, don’t ask for thoughts to turn:

‘These ghosts, once the cultivation base reaches the ghost general, the revealed three-headed, six-armed, heavenly devil ghost body is already in harmony with the Yinsi Dao. ’

‘So this kind of existence cannot be seen by mortals, and the heart of seeing is born with fear and fear, and can be easily enslaved by them, and life and death are difficult to control. ’

‘For this reason, the ghost’s physical body exerts unobstructed force, is inherently dominant, and even has many secret methods that can make the physical body comparable to the Yuan Ying Dharma body. ’

"Um…"

"If this can be incorporated into the Yan Luo Dharma body, the Dharma body can be made more perfect."

For others, this is almost impossible. After all, the avenues of Yin and Yang are different, and there is no similarity in practice.

But don’t be the same...

The methods he practiced are all of the genus of the underworld, which originally fits the path of the underworld.

but,

How should one's own body of law be?

Moqiu raised his eyes, looked at his opponent, and couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

The three heads and six arms did not fit his mind, and this appearance was obviously evolved from the ghost of Gai Shu itself.

Just like the Shadow Demon, even if they practice the same method, the ghost will not be like this.

His thoughts turned, but his movements did not slow down.

Taiyi Refining Demon Sword Formation, Nine Fire God Dragon Cover, Flame Fire God Dragon Great Curse, Yuan Mirage Jue, and many top secret methods, swarming towards opponents.

Rao Shigai Shu is the top ghost guardian of the Ancestral Temple, and he also shows that he can't bear it.

"good."

In the underworld, the white saint's forehead slightly, just as she was about to make a move, she seemed to see someone who surprised her, and suddenly flashed somewhere.

Fight against Zhenglie.

Even Qin Silong showed the body of a zombie, incarnate as a flame body, with ten fingers like ten weapon blades, running rampant among many ghosts.

Wherever he went, the ghosts turned into nothingness.

In front of him, there are few invincible enemies.

Just as she was killing wanton, her heart suddenly became a warning sign, and her body instantly tightened, and then she backed away, looking to the side.

There, a masked woman in white appeared out of thin air, making her face solemn:

"Ghost general?"

She belongs to the rear here, and very few ghosts will be able to rush over, but as long as she can rush over, she is most likely to be a middle-class player.

"You..." The white-clothed saint did not rush to move, but the tape hesitated, looking back and forth at Qin Sirong under the veil:

"Who are you?"

"Who do you care about me?" Qin Silong yelled, rushing forward, and pointed a little, just as a fire dragon roared and slammed into the opponent.

The phantom in front flickered, avoiding the fire dragon, only the gentle voice of the woman rang:

"Have we... met before?"

"Your look, I... feel very familiar."

"Familiar?" Qin Silong was taken aback for a moment, then rushed over again:

"Don't want to mess up my mind, go to death!"

"You." The saint in white shook her head helplessly:

"Why the temper is so irritable, if that's the case, then I have to take you down first."

As he said, he bent closer and lightened his bare hand.

Her movements were slow, her posture was ethereal, and she seemed innocent, but Qin Sirong's complexion, who was revealing the fiery body, changed drastically.

But in Qin Silong's perception, when the woman shot her hand, time and space seemed to fall into stagnation.

There was nothing in front of me.

Only the slender finger that comes slowly, but makes people unavoidable.

"clatter…"

Tap the flame with your finger, and the flames disappeared instantly, and the fingertips continued to point forward, gently pressing the center of Qin Sirong's forehead.

"Crack!"

There was a crack.

A magic talisman sent to her in the sea of ​​knowledge suddenly cracked.

"what?"

The white-clothed saint was surprised, but when her moves changed, she grabbed with five fingers, but it was too late.

The aura flickered, and Qin Silong, who was already badly wounded, rushed towards the back of the battlefield, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Want to escape?"

With a cold snort, she was about to chase her, but the roar from the rear stopped her.

Looking back, he saw that Gai Shu had been suppressed by Mo Qiu, and even the fire ghost Jiang Lie could not rescue him from danger.

"waste!"

The white-clothed woman shrank her beautiful eyes, and her figure appeared nearby in a flash.

Her physique seemed to ignore the barriers of the void, her fingers were a little bit, and she pointed to Moqiu again.

The invisible murderous intent made Mo Qiu a warning sign, and the big Luofa eyes beating frequently, making him suddenly look back at the people coming.

"what?"

"Um!"

Through the tulle, their eyes met, and the two of them were taken aback.

Do not ask for the ready-to-go Chi Nian Zhen Lei and Ling Xuan evil light stopped halfway, and the white-clothed saint's finger was also stagnant in the air.

A complex emotion poured out from my heart.

"Holy Woman!"

Gai Shu shouted:

"Hurry up!"

"Shut up!" The saint in white murmured angrily, her figure flashed and appeared nearby, her long sleeves flicked lightly, enlightening her subordinates:

"go!"

"It's no longer possible."

"Um…"

Gai Shu was taken aback for a moment, and then he came back to his senses, but Jiang Suxian had already rushed into the world of Yang with a large army, but he fell into a bitter battle.

Here, three real Yang Shi Yuanying people appeared again!

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trap!

With a chill in his heart, he didn't dare to say any more at the moment, waving his six arms, guarding the saint in white and falling towards the underworld.

rear.

Moqiu's eyes flashed, his thoughts were ups and downs, Baipi Dao trembling lightly around him, hesitated for a moment, and then chased the two of them.

The overall situation is set.

It's time to start the counterattack!

The seven magic weapon flying swords fell from a high altitude, each evolved the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword Art, like the seven long rivers, brazenly rushing into the underworld.

There is also a three-legged golden crow, spreading its wings and soaring, curling up more than ten thousand ghosts, and rushing into the underworld.

The Yuan Ying from Beidou Palace and Chunyang Palace had already arrived.

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