Zhao Lian'er was happy, Lu Fan appeared, Song Jianqiu ended his retreat and transformed into a sword god.
Plus herself.
No matter how many of these corpses transform into the Qin army, they are still not enough to see.
Song Jianqiu nodded slightly at her: "Let's take action, time is running out."
Zhao Lian'er nodded, and the shadow behind him reappeared. At the same time, a sword light soared into the sky, like the roar of a giant dragon, rolling directly in the sea of corpses in the sky.
at the same time.
Lu Fan opened his eyes and saw that the huge golden man in front of him was shaking.
In the peripheral vision, Ichiro Miyamoto had already stood up from the ground, looking at the golden man with his mouth full of blood, and then turned his head to look at himself coldly: "You're late."
"boom!"
Lu Fan couldn't help but disappear, and the next second, he appeared in front of Miyamoto Ichiro.
"Leave your life here."
Lu Fan spoke coldly, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Miyamoto Ichiro's neck, and lifted his body in the air.
Ichiro Miyamoto did not struggle, let Lu Fan hold him, and put his life in Lu Fan's hands.
He even sneered coldly: "I told you, you are late, the twelve golden people are resurrected, the ancestor is resurrected, no matter how awesome you are, you can't get out of here alive..."
Lu Fan frowned. He could feel that the body of the Twelve Golden Man next to him was regenerating with vitality.
And under his feet, there is a very terrifying force that is slowly waking up.
Could it be that he really came a step too late and allowed this Japanese to succeed?
"Lu Fan, don't be fooled by him. He has indeed activated the twelve golden people, but the resurrection of the twelve golden people will take some time. Kill him and the resurrection of the golden people will naturally be interrupted." The girl ghost king said.
Lu Fan heard a flash of killing intent in his eyes and was about to take action.
