Jie Jie... A cold white smoke floated in, and a fierce ghost with disheveled hair and white clothes loomed in it. Looking from a distance, I could only see the white smoke and Yiheng's shadow, but I couldn't see where the entity was.
Lu Xiaotian frowned secretly. It looked somewhat similar to the mirage wolf he had encountered before, but it was not exactly the same. Shrouded in this white smoke is actually a rather powerful late-stage Smoke Ghost King.
The ground was still trembling. A giant skeleton elephant that was dozens of feet tall and had two long bones and tusks was wearing a thick armor. Except for two giant cattail-like ears on its head, it looked somewhat similar. Bone crocodile.
"I heard that there are some incredible human masters from the Wangyue Cultivation World, so I came here for a while. Who dares to fight with me?"
The voice of the giant crocodile elephant ghost king was loud for hundreds of miles. Even the early Yuanying monks who were closer felt a sting in their ears. Fortunately, the crocodile elephant ghost king only faced these Yuanying monks, otherwise if those golden elixir monks were allowed to If it is involved, I am afraid it will also cause considerable consequences. Of course, not only the human monks, but also the low-level ghosts could not stand the vibration of this sound wave.
Behind the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King, a rolling black cloud is none other than Youtian, the late-stage ghost king of the Youyun Ghost Clan.
Wen Changyun and Ji Qianshui's expressions changed slightly. The Crocodile Elephant Ghost King was actually much more powerful than the previous Aodu Ghost King with red eyes and protruding elbows. Although only four late-stage ghost kings came, Aodu Ghost King is even better than Wen Changyun. Now here comes another stronger guy. As for Lingquan Ghost King, who had fought against Zhao of Qingdan Palace before, his methods were equally powerful, but now he has disappeared.
There are already as many as five powerful late-stage Ghost Kings in front of them, with the Aodu Ghost King and the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King being the strongest. Aodu Ghost King and Wen Changyun are still only in the middle. Although the ghost power is a few points better, it is not easy to completely defeat Wen Changyun. This slight gap is not enough to influence the two late-stage powerhouses. Win or lose.
It's just that the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King also gave Wen Changyun a bit of a frightening feeling. Wen Changyun, Ji Qianshui and others couldn't help but think of what Lu Xiaotian said. Sure enough, there is another world outside Qingyu Continent.
At present, there are as many as five late-stage ghost kings appearing alone. The Ancient Sword Sect includes Wen Changyun, Xiao Tiannan, and Lu Wenhua.
There are Ji Qianshui and Zhao Dingran in Qingdan Palace. Du Yang Zhenren of Mo Yang Sect has already stepped into the threshold of the later great monks, but after all, there is still a thin line separating him.
A golden light flashed in the distance, and a figure like a huge golden-winged silkworm came through the sky. It was none other than the Great Monk of the Southern Wilderness, Celestial Silkworm Evil Lord.
Although the Alliance has one more member than the Ghost Clan, the sudden appearance of the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King has added some variables to the situation.
Wangyue, Nanhuang, various sects, and Yuanying monks in casual cultivation totaled about fifty or sixty people, and Nanhuang only had less than a quarter of Wangyue.
It's just that the ghost clan and ghost king realm in front of them has also reached a level that makes people look at them. Compared with Wangyue, there are five or six more immortals in the Southern Wilderness who have joined forces. As for the Golden Core-level ghost commanders and ghost lords, they have greater advantages than the human race.
Regardless of whether they win or lose, this battle will probably be a catastrophe for the Qingyu Continent.
All kinds of spiritual birds, ghost birds, covering the sky and the sun, monks on both sides, mortal armies, and countless cannon fodder-level bones and skeletons, stretching for thousands of miles. Even Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but look sideways when he saw the magnificent human-ghost battlefield in front of him.
"You humans will give up half of the Qingyuan Continent for my ghost tribe to live in. Our ghost tribe's army will stop fighting this time." The urn of the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King made a sound, and the voice shook towards Wen Changyun and other Nascent Soul monks. Come.
"It's a joke. If humans and ghosts don't coexist, how can they coexist? If your ghost clan takes over half of the area, Qingyu Continent will be eaten away by ghost energy sooner or later. From the moment you break out of the ghost cave, this battle will begin. It is inevitable that unless you return to the ghost cave again, there will be no room for maneuver!" Wen Changyun said in a strong tone, "Fighting for the orthodoxy that our Qingyu Continent has inherited for countless generations, all the monks in the Qingyu Continent will not Escape!"
"Tao Tong? Don't you see how many monks you have from the Qi Refining Stage to the Golden Core Stage compared to my ghost clan? As long as we hold back you bunch of Yuanying old monsters, my ghost clan's army will be enough to slaughter all your juniors. How can the remaining old monsters like you maintain the orthodoxy of Qingyu Continent?" Aodu Ghost King sneered.
"If you don't fight, how can you know the outcome? Fellow Taoist Wen, let's fight and let these ghosts know why our human race has been the master of Qingyu Continent for tens of millions of years!" Zhao of Qingdan Palace said of course. A cloud of fire rolled over his body, and waves of fire were surrounding him like a tidal wave. The ghost energy that invaded from the opposite side was all burned away under the fire cloud.
Lu Xiaotian felt strange in his heart. The little fire crow, who was addicted to fire, was surprisingly unresponsive this time. Could it be that he was full after taking a small wisp of the blown-up Van Luo True Fire last time?
"It's really a pity. Without that fire-loving guy like Xiao Ya, we would lose an important helping hand when we encounter those fire monks in the future."
Just as Lu Xiaotian was thinking about it, the war drums on both sides were already thundering loudly. On the side of the Moon-watching Southern Wilderness Alliance, the Dharma drums made of monster skins were ringing. Even Lu Xiaotian was filled with blood and wanted to fight. Some desire. As for the low-level monks, they shouted and cheered under the vibration of the drums.
On the opposite side of the ghost tribe, countless bones and heavy hammers were beating on the drums, and several bone horns tens of feet long were pointed at the sky. The desolate and evil long cry made hundreds of thousands of ghosts of high level scream wildly.
The armies of the human race and the ghost race were like two huge torrents colliding together. In an instant, under the violent impact, the two colliding torrents were equal for a while, but the momentum of the collision was straight forward. Yunxiao, the space above his head seemed to be shaking, and ripples appeared one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Tiancan, follow me to fight against the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King. The other late-stage great monks will find their own opponents to fight with. You Wangyue, fellow Taoist of Southern Wilderness, the outcome of life and death will be determined by this battle! Kill!" Wen Changyun shouted! , the infinite golden energy rolled out like a whirlwind, and a huge golden wheel emerged from behind Wen Changyun. Behind the huge golden wheel, there were six smaller golden wheels. Each one has a strange pattern on it. Seven of them merge and cast down seven golden beams of light, which are swept towards the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King like pillars of thunder.
The Evil Lord of Heavenly Silkworm transformed into a huge thousand-legged winged golden silkworm shadow, flexibly rolling in the air, and killed the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King with Wen Changyun. The crocodile elephant ghost king was obviously more powerful than the other ghost kings. Once the two great monks made their move, they did not hold back at all.
On the other side, Zhao Dingran's rolling fire clouds were strangled together with the ghostly ghost energy of You Yishui from the Youyun Ghost Clan, one red and one black, like two angry seas setting off a raging storm. Killing each other.
