The Dark Wind Battle Ax struggled fiercely, but after all, it was not in the hands of the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. Even if it was already a prototype of a magic weapon, it would not really reach the level of heaven-defying. After all, there is still the old monster Xiang Huaxin who is the god of transformation.
, after Lu Xiaotian swallowed the Yuan Shen Essence of Old Monster Bi Chan, his combat power was not much worse than that of the injured Xiang Huaxin. At this time, the two of them joined forces to imprison the Dark Wind Battle Ax to death.
of.
Under a burst of intensive attacks, the fierce flames on the Dark Wind Battle Ax also faded one after another. Soon after, the fierce ghost energy turned into a cry. Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed, taking advantage of the heavy damage to the Dark Wind Battle Ax,
He directly put the ghost ax into a Sumeru ring.
"Haha, okay, even that old ghost's ax has been taken away, the overall situation of this battle has been decided!" Xiang Kuang laughed loudly.
"Let's go. The Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord has already run away, so don't make any trouble again." Lu Xiaotian was also greatly relieved at this time, and just now he and Xiang Huaxin joined forces to control the Dark Wind Battle Axe, and Old Bi Chan
Only a small part of the monster's soul energy has been consumed. Even if there is an emergency later, it will still be able to fight.
In the distant horizon, the crocodile dragon shadow shot by the Purple Crocodile Ghost King once again spit out a breath of dragon breath, hitting the huge knife wheel. With a bang, the eighteen long knives exploded immediately, each flying towards the eighteen golden people.
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At this time, the eighteen golden people who suppressed the Purple Crocodile Ghost King all shouted loudly, and retreated violently. They each took the long sword. Before the Purple Crocodile Ghost King could relax, the long sword was thrust towards the waist.
Horizontally, the whole person was spinning rapidly together with the long sword. The eighteen golden figures were spinning faster and faster. Soon, they formed like a tornado formed by the sword energy.
"Swivel around the world!"
The gusts formed by the eighteen blades of sword energy staggered towards the purple crocodile ghost king and the crocodile dragon phantom, and strangled them together.
Boom boom boom... The dragon's breath exhaled by the phantom of the crocodile dragon and the fierce attacks launched by the purple crocodile ghost king continued to repel the gusts of wind in front of them. However, soon, the gusts of wind formed by other sword energies were even worse.
It came at the slightest moment.
There are three ice winds and thunders, and fifteen golden figures of five elements. When viewed from a distance, the gusts formed by these eighteen sword energies are actually arranged in an extremely mysterious formation. They are connected with each other and do not give the Purple Crocodile Ghost King any breathing space.
Opportunity.
Xiang Huaxin was also secretly frightened when he saw it. The strength of the Purple Crocodile Ghost King in front of him was really unmatched. If it were him, he would not be able to sustain it for long under such a terrible attack, and he would be like a man alone.
The Demon Eyes were killed by the Eighteen Golden Men like that. But the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord fought against the Eighteen Golden Men on his own for such a long time.
At this time, the Purple Crocodile Ghost King had also seen Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Huaxin and his group approaching. His heart immediately sank to the bottom. He had completely lost his sense of the Dark Wind Battle Axe. It took so much effort to refine it.
The Dark Wind Battle Ax actually died like this.
Boom! Just at this moment, a sound like the sky and the earth exploding came from a distance. A bit of joy flashed across the face of the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord, and he spit out a mouthful of essence. At the right time, the gust of wind formed by the ice, wind and thunder three-series golden people hit him at the right time.
But when they arrived, the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord turned into a puff of black smoke out of thin air, and his body disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was already several miles away.
The strong wind swept away again.
Bang! The Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord was hit by one of the slashes, and his body staggered in the air. However, the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord had no intention of staying for a long time. He stretched out his hand and called back the crocodile dragon phantom, and shot towards Qin at a speed that ordinary people could not match.
They rushed away in the direction of the tribe's territory. They completely ignored the battle situation between the human and ghost tribes in front of them.
The violent explosions from before are still continuing. In the depths of Hoshino Onihara, the Dufeng locked by countless white bone chains has been uprooted. A large number of stones on the surface of Dufeng fell, and there were lines inside.
Golden light suddenly appeared.
"The Great Emperor's Golden Sword, this is the Great Emperor's Golden Sword!" Among the human races fighting at this time, there were two ghost-faced men in black looking at the brilliance in the sky. Soon, they were swallowed up by the endless ghost energy. The huge golden sword muttered
He murmured to himself that this person was actually Fu Yong, the leader of the Fu clan who had been fighting with the ghost clan before, but now came back here. Fu Yong had a look of fanaticism and regret in his eyes. Although this emperor's golden sword was left to Qin by the Qin Ling Emperor,
It is an inheritance of the clan, but now there is no one from the Qin clan who can collect it.
The Great Emperor's Golden Sword was pulled up by countless white bone chains and locked in the air. Hoshino Kihara's ghostly energy seemed to be out of control. It broke the restrictions around the Great Emperor's Golden Sword and moved towards the Qin clan along the countless white bone chains.
They swarmed to the end of their territory.
Rumbling, at this time, four huge whirlpools were formed on the Qin tribe's territory, rising slowly from the ground to the sky. Those whirlpools had different auras, and just looking at them from a distance gave people a sense of energy.
The complex feeling that swallows up time and space.
The Purple Crocodile Ghost King fled all the way, and Luo Zhongting also abandoned Dongfang Yi and quickly approached the whirlpools that appeared.
Returning to the territory of the Qin tribe, the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord and Luo Zhongting were standing in front of the four huge whirlpools. Su Qing and the green-armored skeleton waved the formation flag in their hands, and a series of extremely pure ghost powers were captured by the formation.
The flag was guided into one of the whirlpools, and after absorbing enough ghost power, a hazy shadow appeared in the whirlpool. It was not clear, some looked like flowing stones flying in the endless void, and some looked like storms drifting around in the space.
"I've been forced to this point, do you have any other options?" Luo Zhongting frowned and looked at the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord.
"Even the Dark Wind battle ax has been taken away by that human boy, so what else can I do? The power of the Eighteen-Golden Man is far beyond our imagination. If we continue to fight, I will be defeated but not victorious!" Zi Crocodile
The Ghost Lord said with a calm face, "Just looking at the condition of that human boy, it seems that he has no intention of killing them all."
"After all, you have to take care of it." Luo Zhongting smiled, and he didn't know if Lu Xiaotian was taking care of his daughter. Luo Zhongting snapped his fingers, and in the distance several skeletons in black robes held the unconscious Luo Ping'er.
Comes empty.
"Friend Lu Dao, the Emperor's Golden Sword has been activated. Hoshino Kihara's ghost energy is out of control. It is flowing towards the four Tianyuan Gates under the guidance of those bone wheels and white bone chains. If it is not controlled, the Ghost Yuan Gate will continue to expand.
, it is very likely that all other passages will be squeezed into the endless void, and no one will be able to leave this world at that time." At this time, Fu Yong and several Qin monks looked solemn. When Luo Ping'er appeared,
They also arrived here one after another.
"Got it!" Lu Xiaotian nodded, and with a flash of consciousness, the Eighteen Golden Men each thrust their long swords across their waists and spun quickly. They used the Spin of Heaven and Earth again. It was like eighteen gusts of wind, blowing between heaven and earth. The gust of wind
Wherever it passed, the bone links were cut off, and the boundless ghost energy that spewed from Hoshino Irohara lost its transmission path and spread everywhere.