The sword energy that came through the air blocked Zhan Ming's killing blow, and the transparent sword energy that seemed to have little power made Zhan Ming feel a little scared in his heart. Even Zhan Ming himself felt a little ridiculous, but it wasn't Facing those Nascent Soul old monsters, you would actually feel this way. But this strange feeling is absurd and real.
"It's you!" Di Yao suddenly had a complicated look on his face when he saw the silver-haired young man. A month ago, they were enemies, but now, he had a chance to escape because of the other party.
The same feeling is true for the woman in silver armor. These ghosts are really invincible. After a fierce battle, a lot of consumption is consumed. Although the opponent can't help her, once Di Yao loses, she may not end well. Where to go.
"Palace Master Lu!" When Xiao Qingyu saw Lu Xiaotian, she immediately shouted in surprise. She was satisfied that she could invite reinforcements from Lingxiao Palace. After all, the master of the first palace cannot move lightly. Who would have thought that Lu Xiaotian could actually be Come quickly. It seems that he attaches more importance to the essence and blood of the demon eagle and the Kongming Sword Stone than he imagined.
Looking at Lu Xiaotian, Xiao Qingyu and a group of disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the strings that had been tense in their hearts were finally relaxed. Unlike Di Yao, the silver-armored woman, and a group of flying knights, as people from the Wangyue Cultivation World, their relationship with Lu Xiaotian is naturally closer.
Although the Zhan Yue Alliance no longer exists, there are still a lot of murders committed in the past. The relationship between the two parties cannot really ease. Once the threat of the ghost clan is over, they may become confrontational again.
"Are you Lu Xiaotian, the master of the Lingxiao Palace?" Zhan Ming distanced himself from Di Yao, and looked at Lu Xiaotian with one-eyed bones and doubts. Although he had not fought against the human monks for a while, he still had a lot of trouble with the human monks. The masters of the ghost tribe also began to hear about it, otherwise they would not have set up a large formation to ambush the silver-armored woman and her group. As for Xiao Qingyu, it can only be regarded as a coincidence.
A month ago, Lu Xiaotian followed many Nascent Soul Ancestors to conquer Wangyue City and killed dozens of Jindan ghost clans. There were also many ghost commanders whose members of the Hougui clan fell into disgrace in White Crane City. Even though they were from foreign races, When I heard Lu Xiaotian's name, my heart was pounding at this moment, and I no longer had the slightest arrogance as before.
"Since I heard about it, I'll give you a chance to commit suicide." Lu Xiaotian smiled lightly. Even if there is a ghost king, as long as it is not the middle stage ghost king, Lu Xiaotian thinks there will be no problem. What's more, the other party is only in his handsome stage.
"Absurd!" Zhan Ming was immediately furious, but he felt a little troubled in his heart. Just now, with all his men's efforts, he almost captured Di Yao, but now there is another person on the other side who is even stronger than Di Yao. The situation is not good. , I am afraid that I am looking for an opportunity to escape.
As for Hu Qun and Na Huyou, they didn't care so much. Who told those two guys to be unlucky? My own Ghost Chrysalis clan has the ability to escape from the ground, so there is no hope of escaping.
Lu Xiaotian glanced around and sighed inwardly. The two hundred years of melee between the four major immortal realms had lost too many manpower, and the consumption of previously reserved spiritual stones and various spiritual objects was astronomical. Otherwise, it would not have been moved. into the predicament of being besieged.
Fortunately, the ancestors of the Nascent Soul of several major immortal realms did not move lightly, and their vitality was still there, otherwise they would have been irresistible in the face of the menacing ghost clan.
Even so, the Nascent Soul Ancestors of the four major immortal realms joined forces and returned to Wangyue City, temporarily suppressing the first-level power of the Ghost Clan and Ghost King. However, the low-level monks below naturally had to contribute, as they had been lost in the war. If there are too many, you will inevitably fall into a disadvantage. No matter how powerful the ancestor of Nascent Soul is, he cannot take care of everything.
"I haven't seen such an arrogant human race in many years." Suddenly, a ghost commander came in a black cloud. The ghost commander had a green face and fangs. His body shape was the same as that of an ordinary person. There was a gray light behind his head, and there was white in the gray light. Moonlight shadow. In the black cloud, hundreds of skeleton soldiers were holding bone spears and bone bows, looking menacing.
"Lord Zhizhou!" Leader Hu You, Hu Qun was overjoyed when he saw this ghost commander coming. This Zhizhou ghost was so powerful that in terms of strength, it was even stronger than Gui Chu Zhan Ming.
The five green-faced ghosts behind Zhi Zhou were equally strong. Although they were not as numerous as Zhan Ming's subordinates, they were no less powerful.
"It seems that there are quite a few branches of your ghost clan." Lu Xiaotian looked at the green-faced and fanged guys in front of him. The ghost clan is just a general term, just like the demon clan, various beasts, birds, vegetation spirits, etc. All-encompassing.
There are many types of ghosts that Lu Xiaotian has seen.
The aura called Zhizhou in front of him is no longer inferior to that of Di Yao and the woman in silver armor.
"When you become a member of my ghost clan, you will understand how vast our ghost world is. What you see is just a drop in the ocean."
Zhi Zhou took a step forward, the gray halo of his hand expanded rapidly, and the shadow of the moon hanging behind his head turned bright red. Xiao Qingyu and other monks from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect felt their hearts skip a beat when they saw the charming red moon, and the blood in their bodies gurgled, showing signs of losing control.
"Dark Moon ***!" It was the leader of Hu You. Skeleton Hu Qun was shocked and quickly turned his head.
"There are some ways." Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, spread his palms, and dozens of silver leaves whirled in his palms. The gray-silver light flows above it. Although it is not driven by magic power, the vast and solemn aura has flowed out silently.
"Is this?" Zhi Zhou suddenly felt something in his heart. Leader Hu You, Hu Qun and others' eyes changed. They looked at the dozens of silver leaves with an instinctive fear.
"Buddhist and Taoist sacred wood!" Zhizhou looked through the memories in his mind, and finally remembered the records about the thing in front of him. This thing is extremely powerful in subduing demons and ghosts. The guy in front of him actually had this kind of Buddhist and Taoist sacred wood that had disappeared for countless years. Even if it was just some silver leaves, it would be a powerful enough deterrent to ghosts like them.
"That's right. It's my first time to use it. It's just the right time for you guys to try out the power of this thing."
Lu Xiaotian nodded, dozens of silver leaves floated in his palms, and he pinched a Buddhist finger with both hands, looking like a solemn treasure. A circle of silver light flew out from each of the dozens of silver leaves. Start zooming in slowly. A huge silver halo formed, flying towards Zhi Zhou on the opposite side.
"Not good!" Zhi Zhou and other ghost cultivators felt unprecedented fear when they saw this pure and flawless silver circle pressed down.
"Yingang came to the world to suppress demons and subjugate ghosts!" Lu Xiaotian whispered a few words in his mouth.
When the bloody waning moon rising behind Zhi Zhou met this silver light, it was like snow meeting the scorching sun, disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With the emergence of the silver light, there was a peaceful atmosphere all around, which swept away the gloomy ghostly aura. Both Xiao Qingyu and the woman in silver armor felt the lightness of comfort after the ghostly aura disappeared.
The silver halo enveloped Zhizhou and the other ghosts, and fell lightly. It seemed soft and weak, but looking at the ghosts who had been bent over by Zhizhou, it was as heavy as Mount Tai, making it difficult to resist. .
