The golden whirlwind instantly gathered with them, like a raging wild beast, fiercely tearing a gap in the ghost group!
The light faded, and a deep ravine appeared in front of everyone.
The passage was filled with corpses and blood flowed into rivers.
"Walk!"
Ling Xuewei lifted Yu Wenxuan onto the backs of the two little guys, and rushed straight into Huangfuchen's position without hesitation!
"They got through!"
"Hurry up and chase!!"
…
Countless ghosts gathered around like ants, densely packed and overwhelming.
All Tianxing Sect disciples gathered together to fight against the enemy together.
Zhuo Tianzhan was entangled by a protector, and Sheng Yan and Qi Feng also fought fiercely with several elders.
Soon, some disciples were injured one after another.
He was dragged back by others with quick eyesight and quick hands, but he still couldn't keep up with the speed of falling.
It was natural for there to be such a large number of ghosts in the Diming Palace headquarters. It was obviously not possible to continue like this. Soon, the disciples took out the last weapons, the weapons that the sect had given them before leaving.
All kinds of killing weapons were thrown at them as if they were life-threatening!
The powerful firepower finally gave them a chance to breathe, but soon, an endless stream of ghosts pounced on them. They could only keep fighting and did not dare to slack off at all.
It can be said that more than half of the ghost clan were stopped by them.
Because of this, Ling Xuewei and the others were able to break through the siege and go deep into the hinterland.
"Hold on! We must wait for them to come out!"
Zhuo Tianzhan roared loudly, and the pressure belonging to the God of War instantly dispersed!
Directly knock away hundreds of ghosts that were surrounding them!
The person he fought against was a powerful character.
He seemed to be very familiar with his moves and pressed forward step by step.
Before setting off, Ling Xuewei reported to everyone the information she had collected about the Diming Palace, the known guardians of the Diming Palace, the red-striped guardians, and an old man who had appeared in Sunset City and planned an attack on the city.
But the one in front of me obviously doesn't match those two.
This man was short in stature and was wrapped in a gray robe, but his blood-stained eyes radiated a cold light in the dark night.
After a hundred moves, Zhuo Tianzhan knew that this person was quite powerful.
A duel between masters takes place in just a few seconds.
Soon, Zhuo Tianzhan's robe was cut with several cuts, and his body was also covered with paint. He summoned his contracted beast without hesitation and attacked again.
There are constant collapses of buildings, majestic spiritual energy, and strange and bright blood mist.
Almost even the air began to twist.
The battle was fierce and no one within a hundred meters could approach.
The short man's murderous intention became more and more intense, and he didn't expect that a mere mortal could actually fight to a draw with him! The anger in his heart caused the blood mist to rise, and invisible air waves spread in all directions like ripples!
When rocks crack and trees fall, the ground is in a mess!
"Bang!"
Hit head-on, Zhuo Tianzhan flew backwards!
He smashed through several walls one after another, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken!
"Brother!!"
"metropolitan!!"
Sheng Yan and Qi Feng were shocked. They were stunned for just a moment before their opponents caught the opportunity and were hit by their opponents!
The sect leaders and elders were injured one after another, which was like a heavy blow to the hearts of the disciples!
The originally difficult formation was suddenly thrown into chaos, and the ghost tribe was like a beast that smelled the smell of blood, pounced on them mercilessly!
"ah!!"
Disciples were constantly being knocked down, dismembered, and torn apart.
Suddenly, the war situation deteriorated and a crisis struck!
At this moment, countless figures suddenly rushed out of the horizon!
A sound of thunder struck mercilessly in the center of the densely packed ghost clan!
The air waves are overwhelming and the thunder bursts!
Xiong Cang carried the power of thunder and directly knocked away several ghosts! Behind him, countless mercenaries wearing golden mercenary uniforms joined the battle and fought with them!
It’s the Huangyou Mercenary Group!
Ling Xuewei had previously asked Xiong Cang to take her password and find the Huangyou Mercenary Group to bring them over!
Huangfu Chen single-handedly established the Huangyou mercenary group. Now that he is in trouble, they are the first ones to attack the ghost tribe!
At this time, a golden light and shadow cut through the night and rushed straight in!
It seems to be carrying a monstrous rage, and the momentum is overwhelming! The golden aura flashes, turning into a rain of golden blades all over the sky, and falling down!
Suddenly, screams broke out everywhere.
Countless ghosts were directly shot into a sieve, their flesh and blood were so bloody that they couldn't bear to look at them.
With a murderous look on his face, Xifeng led six thousand Huangyou mercenaries out in full force, approaching the ghost clan!
The appearance of the Huangyou Mercenary Group was like a strong injection, which lifted the spirits of the disciples and quickly calmed down their originally panicked mood!
Facing these endless monsters, either you die or I die!
How many of their comrades perished at their hands?
Today, let them pay with blood!
kill!
kill!
kill!
Destroy the ghost clan and destroy the Underworld Palace! Rescue the senior brother!
"Go ahead——!!"
With a loud roar, the disciples rushed forward again!
Among them, especially with Kuishan, Sheng Xinyan, Chang Yao and other disciples at the center, a fierce fighting began again!
Huifeng was even more crazy, killing like crazy. It was completely like a god blocking the way to kill the god, and a Buddha blocking the way to kill the Buddha! After a while, his body was covered with the blood of countless ghosts, and his whole body followed the blood pool.
It looks like it came out, more like a ghost tribe than a ghost tribe!
That appearance quickly attracted the attention of the elders of Diming Palace.
In just one stick of incense, the ghost tribe came forward to kill him. How could he not make them angry?
Soon, two elders attacked him!
One light and one dark, full of murderous intent, obviously intending to kill him!
"Armor of Gold!"
The golden light shrouded Hui Feng's entire body in golden armor! He was greeted directly like a cannonball. With a "boom", the elder was knocked directly out! He hit a hall dozens of meters away!
Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the solid hall suddenly cracked like gravel and collapsed into a piece of debris!
In the void, the wind did not even stop. The golden light flashed and came to the elder in the blink of an eye!
Golden fists kept hitting him like meteors!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of heavy objects hitting the flesh was particularly clear in the night.
It's horrifying to hear.
Show no mercy.
Heavy punch!
It seems to be carrying the momentum of thunder and the power of ten thousand men!
Even the ground was shaking, as if afraid of that terrifying force!
Blood kept flying out.
The struggles of the people on the ground gradually weakened, but the fists still did not stop.
Once, and again.
It seemed to hit everyone's heart, and even they, who were known as the ghost clan, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Finally, the elder in the darkness finally came to his senses and rushed towards him with a roar!
But Hui Feng, who had his back turned, didn't even hide, and still hit the people on the ground hard!
Soon, the elder was dying, his body was covered in blood and flesh, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
"Go to hell!"
"Bang!"
At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and with the power of thunder, the two hammers hit the man's chest hard!
