"In the battle in the Qin tribe's territory, the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord also suffered some injuries, but according to what Ancestor Xiang Huaxin said, the injuries suffered by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord were far less serious than him. We will wait until the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord appears again.
, at this time, the coalition forces of several major immortal dynasties are no longer able to resist, and an unprecedented catastrophe will affect all races in this world."
"The only way to stop the Purple Crocodile Ghost King is to have eighteen golden people. The eighteen golden people can be defeated by this beast. I have run out of gas and the lamp is dry, so I will say this. The people of the Qin tribe are already waiting for you, Mr. Lu Dao
, Princess Yuxin, come back quickly!"
After finishing speaking, Taoist Jin Zhen's face, which had been filled with black energy, was completely drained of life, and his body, which was so thin that it was out of shape, still sat there cross-legged.
"Uncle, alas ---" Lu Wushuang stared blankly at the fallen Golden Needle Taoist, and finally turned into a sigh. He looked at Lu Xiaotian and said, "Little brother, what do you think?"
After the nest was overturned, there were no eggs left intact. Even Xiang Huaxin, the old monster who transformed into gods, had lost his head. If the Qin people had not been forced into a desperate situation, they would not have sent Golden Needle Taoist to come all the way. From the bottom of his heart,
Lu Xiaotian is unwilling to face such a formidable and powerful enemy as the Purple Crocodile Ghost King, but when push comes to shove, he will not take a step back.
"Dongfang." Xiang Qingcheng and Luo Ping'er held Lu Xiaotian's hand at the same time.
"Where should I meet them?" Lu Xiaotian looked at Lu Wushuang and asked.
"The Eighteen Golden Men are our last resort and there is no room for error. At this time, taking advantage of a lull in the fighting, they are already behind. The four Tianyuan Sects are in the Qin Clan's territory. As long as we rush back, we can encounter them.
They will meet up in Fu City," Lu Wushuang said.
"Return at full speed." Lu Xiaotian said calmly. Regardless of the stimulation of the spirit stone, the speed of the Feihe warship was once again increased to a new level. The mountains, rivers and flowing clouds were retreating at an alarming speed.
When Lu Xiaotian and others returned at full speed, Fucheng, Fuyong, Yiyuantian, and Heqiong went hand in hand, rushing to join Lu Xiaotian as quickly as possible.
And further away, ghostly energy surged, giving people a sense of urgency that a storm was about to come.
"What do you guys want to do after escaping all the way from the Black Water Realm to this place?" Amid the cry of an owl, a skeleton ghost king covered in green armor and with a bit of phosphorus fire in his eye sockets was holding a stick that was red all over his body, as if he had drank too much.
Blood, bone spears exuding shocking murderous intent, stepped on ghosts and came.
"Back then, Emperor Qinling was such a hero. He almost single-handedly wiped out Chiyuan and defeated several major races. How come now, the descendants of Emperor Qinling just run away with their tails between their legs."
Next to the green-armored skeleton, there was another slightly smaller silver-faced skeleton with a small green ring on his left wrist and dressed in black. He looked coldly at the four members of Fu Cheng's group who were running away in front of them.
"Damn it, you really think of yourself as the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. Chief, let's turn around and deal with these two lingering ghost clans now." After hearing this, Yi Yuantian became furious and directly asked Fucheng for a fight.
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"Don't act rashly. Our only goal now is to reunite with Lu Xiaotian and Princess Yuxin. Otherwise, once exposed, there will inevitably be a risk of being defeated by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. Once we cannot form an formation, it will be a trivial matter for us to die.
The entire human race in this world has been enslaved by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord, and they will take their lives and kill them!" Fucheng didn't even think twice and directly rejected Yiyuantian's invitation to fight.
"Yi Yuantian, these two ghost kings have the precious treasures given by the Purple Crocodile Ghost King. If we don't use the golden man, even the four of us will not be able to defeat this person. After we have reunited with Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng, we will It’s never too late to fight!” He Qiong also advised Yi Yuantian.
"Okay." Yi Yuantian reluctantly looked back at the green-armored skeleton and Su Qing who were chasing closely behind him. He continued on his way with Fu Cheng and others.
As the people from Fucheng were rushing forward, a streak of demonic energy soared into the sky, chasing the wind and the moon. In the blink of an eye, it passed over the heads of the people from Fucheng and went all the way down.
"Where do you juniors want to go?" The person who came was none other than the one-eyed demon. The arm on his chest had not yet been recovered, and now only his arms were left. The fierce flames were obviously not as fierce as they were in their heyday, but for Fu Cheng, this For several Nascent Soul cultivators, they are still a huge threat. The Transformation God Demon is the Transformation Demon. Even if their strength is greatly reduced, there is still an insurmountable gap between the Transformation God and the Yuanying monks.
"Haha, it turned out to be a senior alone. He came just in time to block these people. I will report to Lord Ghost Lord to record the merits of my senior!" The green-armored skeleton laughed when he saw this,
"One-eyed old demon, I didn't expect you to collude with the ghost clan and not hesitate to be a slave. You have really lost the face of your demon clan." A slightly tired voice sounded. After the words fell, a breath came from around him. The old man who was as cold as the harsh winter came walking in vain, it was Xiang Huaxin, but his body was stooped at this time, and his demeanor was no longer the same as when he first appeared.
"Old Monster Xiang, you are not recuperating in seclusion, why are you here?" The one-eyed demon couldn't help being shocked when he saw Xiang Huaxin appear. Originally, he was slightly inferior to Xiang Huaxin. At this time, Xiang Huaxin appeared. Although Xin Xin was seriously injured, he didn’t know the exact extent of the injury. Moreover, he had lost his best magic blade and third arm, and his combat power was greatly reduced. When he saw Xiang Huaxin at this time, it was inevitable that he would become a one-eyed demon. Lack of confidence.
"You can come, why can't I come?" The Ice Soul old monster sneered, "If your hands are itchy, I can fight with you."
"Senior alone, if you want to win Ghost Lord's permission, you can't do it without paying some price. This ice soul old man has already received a soul-eating palm from Ghost Lord, and his current strength is less than half of normal, so why should he be afraid?" Green Armor The skeleton laughed sharply, "I'll leave Xiang Huaxin to the Demon Lord. The two juniors should go first!"
After saying that, the green-armored skeleton and Su Qing, who was silent all the way, passed the one-eyed demon man and chased the people from Fu City again.
"The situation has changed. Take them to meet Lu Xiaotian and Princess Yuxin." While the people in Fucheng were still running away, they received a message from Xiang Huaxin again. They couldn't help but feel a shiver in their hearts. The powerful gods appeared one after another. This was not the case. What a good sign.
Things have happened one after another in Fucheng, and at this time, Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng and others also encountered huge changes.
"Half asleep and half awake in the flower and wine room, woke up hundreds of years ago. Little friend Lu, we meet again." At this time, a pale golden skeleton was covered by a dense aura. One step in the void, it was already several miles away, and it was impartial. The ground stood in front of Lu Xiaotian and the others.
"Senior, who is it?" Lu Xiaotian looked at the pale golden skeleton in front of him suspiciously, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.
"You, who are you?" Luo Ping'er's eyes widened even more, looking at the light golden skull in front of her with an unbelievable look in her eyes.
"Ping'er, could it be that I don't even know my father anymore?" The dense air on the surface of the pale golden skull squirmed, and it actually appeared as Luo Zhongting.
"Father!" Luo Ping'er's face was stunned, and she was about to swoop forward. Unexpectedly, the dense air on the surface of the Luo atrium squirmed again, turning into the image of an enlightened monk. Luo Ping'er stopped just now.