On the dark river surface, the temperature dropped to freezing point. A stretch of river water suddenly began to turn red, and a large amount of blood gurgled up. It was extremely evil.
A pale hand reached out from the bloody water, grabbed the river surface, and climbed up little by little.
This is a monster.
Humanoid, with pale skin, dressed in red ancient official robes.
His eyes were sunken, his eyebrows were high, and his face was full of crazy expressions.
"Son of Jiang Shen!"
"Director Jiang, be careful, this is also a monster equivalent to Quasi-Yam Luo!"
As soon as Jiang Chen heard everyone's reminder, he looked over and found that Jiang Shen's son had disappeared. He frowned slightly, took a step forward, shrunk to an inch, and appeared ten thousand meters away.
next moment.
"boom"
The place where he was originally standing seemed to have been hit by something terrifying, causing hundreds of meters of waves to explode.
And Jiang Chen still couldn't see the opponent's figure clearly, and a strong ominous sign arose in his heart again. Without saying a word, he used Shrink to the Ground again...
Amidst the terrifying loud noise, the place where he originally stood was once again attacked by terror.
The opponent's strength is somewhat beyond imagination.
It was almost the same as the pressure that the City King had put on him before. As long as he was hit, he might be seriously injured and dying!
The son of He Bo and the son of Jiang Shen indeed possess quasi-Yam Luo strength.
This kind of background is too terrifying.
Jiang Chen could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge, retreating again and again.
At this time, coffins floated one after another under the Yangtze River.
Some are mahogany coffins, some are heavy black wood coffins, there are also sealed coffins covered with talismans, and stone coffins weighing more than a thousand pounds...
The coffins were suspended in the water, and the terrifying aura was emitted, stirring the water of the Yangtze River, churning like crazy, and starting to spread outward, as if it wanted to destroy everything on both sides of the river bank!
"Fuck! So many?"
"What should we do? We obviously don't have enough people!"
"Mr. Zou, how many can you deal with?"
A group of Yin Cao Grand Masters looked confused. They counted and found that there were six coffins, all of which exuded the aura of Half-King. This was so terrifying and an unimaginable force.
"You guys, what do you think I am?" Zou Lianshan's face darkened: "One at most. I'm not a powerful figure in the Half-King Realm."
At this time, a red wooden coffin opened, and a woman wearing a wedding dress and rich makeup walked out of it.
"Mr. Zou, just one person, come on quickly, this seems to be He Bo Empress, even ordinary people can't deal with her."
Several people spoke quickly.
The aura exuded by the woman was terrifying. Although it was not as good as the son of He Bo, it was definitely at the top level among the half-kings.
Zou Lianshan shook his hand so hard that he almost fell down in mid-air. What happened to me!
"To move mountains, use all your strength, otherwise we will both die together this time."
"If someone kills me, I can still spare your life. The river-bottom sacrificial ghost and you should be natural enemies. Can you lift that mountain and smash her!"
he said to himself.
Soon, his face turned pale green, with a hint of ferocity, and he seemed to want to retreat and escape from the battlefield, but was stopped by Zou Lianshan's will.
Finally, he took an unlucky breath, looked at a large mountain beside the Yangtze River with a dark face, gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and the mountain rose slowly and slowly into the sky.
Empress He Bo had also identified her target and walked towards Zou Lianshan.
“Move mountains!!”
He shouted loudly, and an invisible mountain suppressed him, temporarily blocking him. He speeded up his hand and moved the mountain with all his strength.
Two half-kings, fighting together.
The remaining Luo Ji and others looked embarrassed, because at this time, the black wooden coffin opened again, and a humanoid monster covered in white hair rushed out.
"what to do?"
"What else can we do, form a ghost formation!"
"It's too dangerous, and there are too many half-kings of the ghost lineage. How useful can the ghost array be?"
"If I can block one, then I can only do this..."
"All the underworld servants obey your orders."
"Ghost Formation!"
Under Luo Ji's command, each Yin Chai stood up and a magnificent formation was spread out on the spot, with four Grand Masters at the head, twenty or thirty Grand Masters as assistants, and nearly a thousand C-level Yin Chai as the base of the formation. .
Everyone's faces became serious.
This array is very rarely used.
Because it is too dangerous, you need to call out the ghosts in your body. If you are not careful, you will encounter ghost bites.
But there was nothing we could do at this point.
The Yin Qi permeated the air, forming a large black mist. In the formation, each Yinsha looked like an evil ghost, their bodies looming, and then slowly disappeared.
When the white-haired monster rushed to the front.
Out of the black mist, a huge green-skinned evil ghost walked out, with a bloody face and fangs as big as a hill. It had an astonishing aura and slapped it out.
The white-haired monster was smashed into the ground, and its body was cracked.
The green-skinned evil ghost picked it up and seemed to want to tear it in half.
It was only then that we could see clearly that this was actually a very old water monkey, perhaps the ancestor of the water monkey. No wonder it was so evil and powerful, reaching the semi-king level.
"Zhi Zhi Zhi"
The white-haired water monkey made a sharp cry, and its long pointed nails spread out to a length of more than half a meter, which was unimaginably sharp.
The cold light flashed across, and a section of the green-skinned evil ghost's finger was broken. The white-haired water monkey turned into an afterimage, disappeared from the place, and reappeared. It went directly to the back of the evil ghost's neck, inserted its long nails, and dug out a Flesh and blood.
The green-skinned evil ghost reached out to cover him, but the opponent had already moved away again.
Even if the Ghost Formation was successfully used, it was still no match for the Half-King, because the green-skinned evil ghost was too limited. It had great power but not good sensitivity. It was huge and bulky and almost became a living target.
On one side, the war situation is difficult.
Not only that, two more coffins were opened.
Two river gods came out.
Ordinary tributary river gods use the river god's son to reincarnate themselves, and then practice to "adult age", they will be summoned by the river gods and river gods under the Yangtze River, and become the foundation of the ghost-sacrifice lineage.
These two people are like this.
This time, Jiang Chen, who was constantly dodging, took action and swallowed a spiritual ginseng pill. Two half-kings walked out of it and stopped a river god respectively.
At this time, there was also a sound coming from a distance.
"Lingbao Sect, Xiaoyaozi is here, who dares to cause trouble!"
An old Taoist in purple robes flew over. He had a unique shape. He had a golden demon mirror on his forehead, and he was wearing a consecrated back armor of the Eight Immortals. Every scale was covered with ancient symbols.
There is a big gourd in the left hand, a thunderbolt wooden sword in the right hand, with a piece of spiritual jade tied to it, and there is even a Bagua plate in the mouth.
There is a big bag on the back, with a jingling bell, and there should be a lot of magic weapons in it.
Without saying a word, the old Taoist priest threw himself on a coffin, took out a lot of soul-sealing nails, and directly wanted to nip his opponent in the bud.
Unfortunately, it failed. The lid of the coffin exploded, sending sawdust and talismans flying.
A figure covered in blood walked out, his skin turned red and purple.
City King, Zou Lianshan, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but look over.
"A formed bloody corpse?"
"No wonder this coffin has been sealed with a large number of talismans."
"Xiaoyaozi, you know how to choose your opponent, you picked the strongest one!"
The old Taoist priest was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do. The opponent he chose was crying and wanted to finish beating him. He directly thrust his sword into the Tianling Gai of others and ran away in a flash.
Not long after he ran out, he muttered something.
"The power of heaven is like a canopy, and the thunder is as powerful as a prison."
"Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant..."
After a series of spells, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the sky, and then a thunder column as thick as a bucket fell down and hit the peach wood sword.
The bloody corpse was hacked to pieces and was scorched black all over.
But its resilience was so amazing that it tore off the burnt parts of its body, and the flesh and blood grew back.
At the same time, the formed blood corpse suddenly softened and turned into a pool of blood, falling into the river and disappearing.
The next moment, it suddenly appeared behind Lao Dao, and penetrated his back with one hand.
The old Taoist priest fell from mid-air and died beyond hope.
However, when the bloody corpse went to check the body, it was discovered that it had turned into a scarecrow, and a huge demon mirror was emitting a strong golden light, shining at it from behind...
The bloody corpse covered its body and rolled on the spot.
The two half-kings fought together again, fighting against evil and evil.
The situation in Yincao is not optimistic. There is still a half-king who has no one to deal with. At this moment, the sarcophagus is shaking non-stop, as if something terrible is about to come out.
