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1601 Chapter Emperor Golden Sword

"Woo-----" In an earth-shattering long hiss, the head of the old ice soul monster that Xiang Huaxin had been staring at suddenly expanded to a giant with a radius of about ten feet.

At this time, the headless corpse of the old ice soul monster was also released. The corpse and head merged together, emitting a shocking ghostly aura.

"Old Monster Ice Soul!" Xiang Huaxin saw a big change in the airspace. Filled with boundless ghost energy, the body of the old monster Bing Mou continued to expand to more than a hundred feet, like a giant ghost standing tall on the sky and the earth. He was also a god.

The monks, the ice soul old monster and Xiang Huaxin also have a certain friendship. At this time, seeing the ice soul old monster's body being refined into a ghost body, Xiang Qingxin couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

"It should be called the Ice Soul Old Ghost at this time." Lu Xiaotian stood with his hands tied at the bow of the ship, closely watching the changes in the ghost clan. Naturally, the actions of Su Qing and the green-armored skeleton were also noticed by Lu Xiaotian.

"Is that your junior sister?" Xiang Qingcheng whispered when he saw the silver-faced female ghost with a small green ring on her wrist and the complicated look in Lu Xiaotian's eyes.

Lu Xiaotian nodded and saw Su Qing again. He couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart. The old friends who came from the Qi refining period together kept disappearing. Su Qing was a part of his memory that could not be erased. The once unruly and willful junior sister continued to disappear from behind.

mature, and then lose all their loved ones and become the lonely ghosts. The bitterness of it is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Just as Xiang Qingcheng was about to say something else, Lu Xiaotian had already flown up. Xiang Qingcheng smiled lightly. Although she knew that the relationship between Lu Xiaotian and Su Qing was extraordinary, she would not hesitate to support Lu Xiaotian's decision. Xiang Qingcheng knew that if she was in trouble,

, the person next to you will never leave you.

At this time, changes occurred again between heaven and earth. The figure of the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord floated to the top of a mountain, and punched the ground with both fists. Suddenly the mountain shook. The Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord shouted loudly, and his hands turned into

Two huge ghost claws clawed at the ground. A huge bone chain was pulled out from the ground.

Boom boom......

At this time, the formation flags raised by Su Qing and the green-armored skeleton continued to blow down huge black thunder cloud pillars, which fell to the ground. Every time a huge black thunder pillar was struck, it became solid, and the ghostly energy escaping around was everywhere.

Crazy gathering.

As the Purple Crocodile Ghost King pulled out the huge ghost chain from the ground, the white bones on the ground gathered crazily under the stirring of ghost clouds, turning into huge ghost wheels, rotating between the sky and the earth.

"This is the Shifang Jialuo Wheel Formation?" At this time, Niu Kun, Qiao Lan, and Lu Xiaotian, who had participated in the battle between humans and ghosts in Wangyue City, reacted respectively. The huge bone wheel dragged the bone chain and slowly rotated, and the whole body

The space between heaven and earth was filled with the sound of friction as the bone chains and bone wheels were transferred.

"What is the Shifang Jialuo Wheel Formation?" Xiang Qingcheng asked in surprise.

"When I was still in Qingyu Continent, there was a war between humans and ghosts. At that time, the ghost clan used a similar formation to summon god-level ghosts, but the formation at that time was far less spectacular than the one in front of me." Lu Xiaotian's eyes widened.

Look, if you just summon a god-level ghost, you don't need this bone wheel that can almost block out the sky and the sun.

Boom... The war drums of the human and ghost tribes got louder and louder. The ghost tribe had a sudden change, and the human tribe's attack reached a new peak. The war was once again pushed to an unprecedented height.

Having been refined into a ghost corpse, the ice soul old monster with a body of hundreds of feet jumped flexibly between the huge white bone wheels, and disappeared among the many bone wheels in the blink of an eye.

The Purple Crocodile Ghost King opened his mouth and spat out, and a purple-colored banner was thrust straight into the sky. Connecting the sky and the earth, more ghost energy surged crazily towards the Ziyou atmosphere, turning into a series of evil forces that were as solid as substance.

Pulsed between the giant wheels of white bones, the bone chain rattled under the pull of the giant wheels of bones. Amid the ghostly aura, no one knew what was pulling at the other end of the bone chain.

A piece of wind and snow came, and in the wind and snow, a graceful figure loomed. He looked at the scene in front of him with some doubts.

In the wind and snow, a large pale golden hand grabbed hold. Dongfang Yi snorted coldly, stretched out his finger, and a huge snowflake, as sharp as a blade, screamed in the air, and grabbed the huge pale golden hand.

"Friend Lu Dao!" At this time, a figure of a Nascent Soul monk burst out from the air. It was Fu Yong from the Hu clan. Since the fall of Fu city, Fu Yong has become the most powerful monk in the Qin clan. At this time

Fu Yong's face was full of fear.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Fu Yong's expression, Lu Xiaotian frowned. Even now, the Qin Clan has not disclosed any more information about the Tianyuan Four Sects. They just said that after defeating the Ghost Clan, the other party obviously had something to hide.

, but these days, Lu Xiaotian is also running around and has no time to take care of these many things. After coming back, the battle started immediately.

"We must stop the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. The Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord is using the power of the formation to extract the ghost energy of Hoshino Kihara and open the Ghost Origin Gate! Once the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord succeeds, the other three gates may be permanently sealed.

." Fuyong said in a fast and rapid tone.

"What's going on? It's such a big effort to extract the ghost energy of Hoshino Kihara. How do you know about it when you are here?" Before Lu Xiaotian asked, Xiang Huaxin said angrily. Neither he nor Lu Xiaotian knew.

Moreover, Hoshino Onihara is far away from here, and Fuyong is only in the late Nascent Soul stage. How could he predict the situation unless the other party deliberately concealed some extremely important information beforehand.

"This matter involves the last magic weapon of our Qin clan, the Great Emperor's Golden Sword. Naturally, we cannot tell it easily. After the Great Emperor created the prosperous situation of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, he used the Tiankeng to suppress the demons and used the Great Emperor's Golden Sword to suppress the ghost abyss. The gold was left behind.

The eighteen human beings were in the center to provide support, and I thought everything was safe. Who would have thought that the Blackwater Prison would appear later, and the golden eighteen people would be buried in dust for countless years. Over the years, with the strength of the ghost clan, most of them were still confined to the Hoshino Onigahara.

It was not until recent years that the space has changed so much that the ghost tribe has gradually shown a tendency to escape from trouble. However, although the ghost tribe's army rushed out, the ghost energy has not spread so quickly. Once the Emperor's Golden Sword is taken away and the blockade is lifted, Hoshino Kihara's

I’m afraid the ghost spirit can no longer be suppressed,”

Fu Yong took a breath. Now the Eighteen Golden Men have fallen behind Lu Xiaotian, and no one can use the magic weapon in the Tiankeng. The Emperor's Golden Sword is the last magic weapon left by the Qinling Emperor. If he has to, Fu Yong certainly doesn't want to do this.

The property also fell into Lu Xiaotian's hands. If the Purple Crocodile Ghost King hadn't been so skillful, Fu Yong would have planned to keep it a secret. But God is not as good as man.

"The Great Emperor's Golden Sword!" Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Huaxin and others looked at each other in disbelief, using a magic weapon to suppress Hoshino Kihara's ghostly aura. This is such a skill and mind.

"Are you saying that this big formation set up by the opponent is trying to use these bone wheels to pull the Emperor's Golden Sword up from Hoshino Kihara?" Lu Xiaotian reacted quickly.


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