The Nine Nether Ghost King has lived for hundreds of years, and is known as the Old Immortal in the palace. Although he is an infernal corpse, it is more appropriate to call him an old ghost, but who dares to call him such a name, Qilin Prince
He was watched by the Jiuyou Ghost King since he was a child. There was little affection among the royal family, but the relationship between the Jiuyou Ghost King and the Qilin Prince was pretty good. In private, the Qilin Prince did not regard this servant Yin who was working for the royal family.
The corpse is treated as a slave, and of course he will not be treated with respect as an elder. In short, Prince Qilin treats the Jiuyou Ghost King very well!
And a guy like Jiuyou Ghost King has been kidnapped and raised by the royal family in the name of having excellent bones since he was born. He has gone through countless struggles and lost countless lives before he got to where he is today.
The most glorious moment was when he killed a flesh-born treasure and rose to the sky in one step, becoming one of the most respected people in the entire palace besides the emperor. Outside the palace, the name of the Nine Nether Ghost King was everywhere.
It would scare the shit out of many people in the world, including those who thought they were superior, but they did not expect that such a being who stood almost at the top of the world would be killed so silently without even making a sound.
The impact was really too great. The old immortal Nine Nether Ghost King who had been by his side, like a shadow, protecting him all the time, was dismembered and died.
The pupils of the Qilin Prince's eyes suddenly shrank to the extreme. Then the Qilin Prince was indeed a man. He responded very quickly. He said hello, and the black-armored warriors who were surrounded by the Sountian Dajiao had already set up their crossbows and were waiting.
With this command, thousands of arrows were fired in an instant, and the densely packed arrow feathers in the sky emitted a shrill whistle, splashing towards Chang Xiao who was in the Soutian Jiao.
At this time, the Soutian Dajiao began to show signs of collapse due to the death of the Jiuyou Ghost King. This Soutian Dajiao was the Xuanmen method of the Jiuyou Ghost King, and all the weirdness in it was completely crafted by the Jiuyou Ghost King himself.
, at this moment, when the Jiuyou Ghost King died, the Sountian Jiao immediately lost its support. Without the Jiuyou Ghost King to stimulate the power of order, everything that was originally distorted and shaking like noodles began to quickly return to normal!
Seeing Chang Xiao and others about to die under the volley of thousands of arrows, he, who was the first to walk out of the chaotic order, was naturally the first to notice the arrows flying down towards him.
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Chang Xiao didn't seem to care much about the rain of arrows. He saw Chang Xiao's hand swiping in front of him, and the rain of arrows that surged past seemed to be stopped by something in the space, condensing there.
, this meal only happened for a moment, and then these arrows were like flowers that had been attacked by heavy rain, withered and broken one after another, and no longer had the bright look before!
Prince Qilin's eyes were narrowed like a thin slit, and he was constantly examining the situation in front of him.
Without the Jiuyou Ghost King's Soutian Jiao, Chang Xiao is no longer in a situation where he can't see or touch it, just like being blind and deaf. If the Soutian Jiao has not been broken yet,
Prince Qilin then ordered thousands of black-armored men to fire a volley of crossbows. At most, three rounds of continuous fire would be enough to make Chang Xiao hungry and walk away. At the very least, it would not be a problem to kill the white-robed ancestor and the male sword god!
After all, the Nine Nether Ghost King has been researching for hundreds of years in order to deal with eternal masters like Chang Xiao. A Nine Nether Ghost King is naturally nothing, but coupled with the power of the entire royal family, it can only exert a thousandth of its power.
Even the eternal guardian of the power of cultivation will be defeated!
However, Prince Qilin completely did not expect that the Soutian Dajiao, which was supposed to be a sure winner, would be easily and simply cracked by the flesh-embroidered treasure. His greatest reliance no longer existed!
The dozen or so souls that were so thick that they were about to form entities tore apart the Jiuyou Ghost King, and the next target was naturally Prince Qilin.
Howling and flying towards the Qilin Prince, several figures immediately appeared behind the Qilin Prince. More than ten Yin corpses poured out from behind the Qilin Prince. Among them, the martial corpses were protecting the Qilin Prince one by one, while the Xuan corpses faced off against the dense corpses.
Thick soul!
Each of the seven or eight mysterious corpses opened their mouths and spurted out streams of stinking energy, attacking more than a dozen souls. These souls were gathered from the bottom of the sea by Chang Xiao. Each soul is an eternal master and sank into the deep sea.
It has endured countless years of pain. How can seven or eight mysterious corpses deal with such a soul?
The star insect energy veins sprayed out by the seven or eight mysterious corpses could not affect the ten souls at all. They penetrated the ten souls in one go. The penetrated souls healed as before.
Seven or eight mysterious corpses couldn't help but pounce on him, trying to defend themselves against the enemy.
The soul has always been the most fragile existence and the easiest to deal with. Even a living person can blow it out with a breath. However, the soul is also the most difficult thing to deal with, especially the soul that can attack the soul. It is even more difficult to deal with.
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These dozen or so souls are the latter among them.
Suddenly, a big mouth seemed to open in the dark mass of more than ten souls, and a piercing scream burst out from the big mouth!
Under the ear-piercing screams, the mysterious corpses that rushed towards the ten or so souls bleed from their seven holes and died instantly. If someone with some Xuanmen skills could tell at a glance that their souls were stabbed to pieces and were in tatters!
Several mysterious corpses did not stop the attack of more than ten divine souls, and seven or eight martial corpses naturally took their place. However, the mysterious corpses had no means to deal with these ten divine spirits, and this martial corpse was even less able to do so.
, after being roared by more than a dozen divine souls, the divine souls were still driven through the seven orifices and bled to death.
At this time, Prince Qilin truly felt that death was so close.
He hurriedly retreated on horseback.
More than ten souls chased towards Prince Qilin. Unfortunately, just as they were about to catch up with Prince Qilin, the ten souls had to stop, and finally turned into ten billowing smoke and flew back to the collapsing place.
Chang Xiao in the Soutian Dajiao.
Chang Xiao does not have much power to control these souls. If these souls go any further, Chang Xiao will never be able to take them back, so he has to give up all his previous efforts.
Prince Qilin somehow managed to save his life. At this time, Prince Qilin's heart was still beating loudly. He was a prince. Although he had been exposed to countless conspiracies and conspiracies, this was the first time that he was so close to death.
Prince Qilin's face was pale at this moment. He grabbed the galloping horse, turned the horse's head, and waved his arm towards the Sountian Jiao.
The two thousand black cavalry armors who had already formed a siege on Soutian Jiao immediately took out the repeating crossbows and arrows in their hands. At this moment, the feathered arrows whistled in the air under the urging of the bow strings.
Shoot towards Chang Xiao and his party!
The two thousand black cavalry armors around the prince are all experts selected from the palace guards. These Qilin princes are the most fundamental strength. Of these two thousand or so armors, more than a thousand are equipped with repeating crossbows. The rest
Eight hundred is a pedal bow. Each black cavalry armor is equipped with an arrow pot, which contains eighteen to thirty-two feather arrows. The armor holding a pedal bow has eighteen feather arrows.
There are thirty-two repeating crossbows.
At this time, the two thousand armors fired continuously. Chang Xiao, the white-robed ancestor, and the male sword god were immediately overwhelmed by the crossbow arrows, and the entire city was filled with the sound of crashing strings!
But the wave after wave of crossbow arrows did not really completely wash away Chang Xiao. Chang Xiao and his party were like rocks in the sea. Although they were submerged by the sea, they would stand upright among the waves again as long as they waited for a moment.
Let the waves be smashed into pieces, and the snow rolls white.
After five consecutive rounds of shooting, the archer with the pedal bow had to take a short rest. The shooting speed of the repeating crossbow was faster, and it almost didn't consume any physical energy. He saved up and shot round after round for free, in order to be able to
Kill them in the shortest possible time.
At this time, the white-robed ancestor was swaying his big sleeves, and he kept batting away the incoming arrows. His face was as scarlet as blood, and smoke was rising from the top of his head. This was when the white-robed ancestor was trying to kill himself.
All the power of cultivation was displayed. At this time, the white-robed ancestor was already at the end of his crossbow. So many crossbow arrows were fired from all directions with no blind spots. It was really hard for him to guard against it. Even at this time, he felt that he
It's a miracle that he can survive for so long in this rain of arrows.
The male he sword god on the other side is slightly better than the white-robed ancestor, partly because his cultivation level is indeed much higher than the white-robed ancestor, and more importantly, the blood-cutting sword in his hand.
The blood-cutting sword was in the hand of Nanhe Sword God. He slashed it out and immediately reversed the wave of arrows shot by him. At this time, the eyes of Nanhe Sword God began to turn scarlet due to the blood. It looked like it was true.
Horrible enough.
But although the Sword God Nanhe couldn't stop shouting with joy, it was also impossible for the Sword God Nanhe to survive before the rain of arrows receded.
Chang Xiao did not take action at all. Any arrows that hit him would immediately slide away without hurting Chang Xiao at all. However, Chang Xiao appeared to have the same reputation on the surface. In fact, only he knew how to maintain this protective light shield.
Although the power is not too much, it is definitely not easy to maintain it all the time!
Chang Xiao looked around at the black cavalry armors who were constantly shooting arrows and spraying crossbows.
Chang Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile suddenly bloomed on the corner of his mouth. Now he suddenly remembered that he had not tried this bloody battlefield for a long time!
Chang Xiao decided not to use magical powers as much as possible, but to use flesh and blood to fight against flesh and blood, looking for the thrill of killing and charging everywhere in the illusory world!
But this time, Chang Xiao did not use the knife. Instead, he touched his arms and took out a rope. At the end of the rope was a meteor hammer?