"Ah..." Xilinghou said nothing and rushed towards the unparalleled ghost king...
He recited the sword and understood the meaning, and shouted loudly: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist Zijin, leave those evil spirit clones to me!"
After that, Bei Jian also waved his big sword, and with a dance, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. The broad sword energy wiped out a group of imps with a devastating force. Two evil spirits led a group of imps and rushed towards Bei Jian.
In the past, looking at this posture, I wanted to directly blow myself up to stop him.
The sword on his back is so tyrannical. How could a great monk in the middle Yuanxu stage carry a ghost in the Lingxu stage to stop him? He pointed his big sword, and at the same time, he struck hard with the pressure of his divine mind. Except for the two evil spirits, the other little ghosts directly
Killed by divine thoughts!
"Ah! Ha..." The big sword was slashed vertically, and the two evil spirits let out a shrill scream, and were directly killed by the back sword...
Then, with his sword on his back, he stared at the remaining evil spirits!
At the same time, Xiling Marquis Zi Jinshan exploded several magic weapons on his body, and with the full force of his two Heaven-Destroying Palms, the Wushuang Ghost King's body had become so pale that it was almost completely transparent. It did not expect that this Zi Jinshan
He actually tried his best. The ghost king's original strength was not as good as Zi Jinshan's. Zi Jinshan's reckless attack naturally made the ghost king unable to hold on!
Fortunately, he still managed to hold on. Because he received a large number of powerful attacks, hundreds of evil spirit clones and hundreds of spiritual void 9 levels split out of the body of the Wushuang Ghost King. That was no joke. At the same time,
He launched an attack towards Zijinshan, and with a loud bang, Zijinshan was directly blown away more than a hundred meters away...
Poof... Zi Jinshan, who was spraying blood in mid-air, glanced in the direction of the Ghost King, and saw the Wushuang Ghost King smile sinisterly. His body, which had been reduced to a completely transparent body, was recovering quickly. After a while, it returned to its normal form again.
In a solid state...
Zi Jinshan felt sad in her heart, it was over! Now, it was completely over...
Back Sword also saw the situation over there, and his heart sank. He knew that Zi Jinshan almost exploded all his magic weapons, but still failed to kill the ghost king. Could it be... could it be...
After killing two evil spirits with the back sword, he held the big sword tightly in his hand and hesitated in his heart: "Could it be! Today, my body will be destroyed here?" The back sword thought of self-detonation, and he looked back.
Yun Dan, and Ling Xiao, sent messages to the two of them...
"Child, if something happens to me, you have to protect yourselves, understand? No matter what, you have to go back intact..."
He swung the big sword in his hand with his sword back, and wah... the sword light was like dazzling sunlight, scattering in all directions.
A large number of little ghosts were directly killed by the sword light. With his sword on his back, he wanted to use his big sword to clear a path first, because there were hundreds of evil spirits protecting him. Even if he blew himself up, it would be difficult to kill the Wushuang Ghost King.
He must ensure that he is face to face with him at the closest distance...
"You piece of trash, since you are from hell, then I will let you go back to where you came from... let me send you to hell..."
He carried the sword and followed it, following behind his forward sword. The fierce sword intention and the explosive pressure of divine thoughts on his body made the Wushuang Ghost King feel a little bit uneasy!
"Stop him, stop him! Hum... Ignorant ant, you want to kill me? Kill me..."
The Ghost King gave the order, and the evil spirits from all directions struck preemptively and detonated themselves desperately. The sword on its back was greatly hindered...
Boom boom boom boom... After a series of self-destructions, the sword on its back flew out dimly...
Whoosh whoosh... whoosh! After spinning a few times in the air, it was stuck on the ground...