"Where is Long Yuan!" In the howling wind, a roaring sound formed a huge storm, blowing through the space near the Black Pool. One was holding a staff with the head of a skull and a python. He was tall and had a necklace of skulls on his chest. The necklace was filled with black energy, and it looked like a black smoke like a dragon or a python passing through the necklace of skulls. It has a crocodile head, thick lower limbs standing on the ground, its body is dark purple, and a thick and long tail with spikes is trailing behind it.
That rough voice almost shook the entire space.
"I promise with my life that Long Yuan was in this black pool before. Maybe it was taken away by someone." A man looked slender, with a small green ring on his wrist and a silver mask. A's ghost king heard this angry roar and quickly knelt down on one knee. If Lu Xiaotian were here at this time, he would definitely recognize that the ghost king kneeling on one knee turned out to be Su Qing, whom Lu Xiaotian had not seen several times.
"Master Guijun, this Guiquan sky erosion water is no ordinary thing. Recently, several powerful gods have appeared in the ice cave one after another, and the remnants of the Qin family have also appeared one after another. Maybe the disappearance of Long Yuan is related to them. Ordinary people, with this He doesn’t even have the ability.” A skeleton ghost king covered in green armor next to him, full of gloomy energy, spoke.
"That's quite right. It seems that I have to find those juniors who are transformed into gods one by one. There is actually a hidden passage. It seems that there is something fishy." Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord said with a smile and looked up. Pointing towards the portal in the space, the skull python-headed staff in his hand pointed at the portal hidden in the void, and a creepy ghostly aura flew towards the portal.
Surrounded by ghostly aura, the door suddenly opened, revealing a dimly lit passage.
"There is actually a passage. It seems that there is indeed someone else. Apart from the Snow Demon Deer, there were only descendants of the Qin tribe here. It seems that this matter was mostly done by the Qin tribe, and they were the only ones here. If you have the energy to find a shortcut right under the nose of the demon deer in the snowy area," the green-armored skeleton analyzed.
"That's not necessarily the case. If other people have to go, I won't take it seriously. If that bitch takes it away, a few pieces of dragon essence will be enough to become my life-and-death enemy in this world!" Purple Crocodile Ghost Jun shook his head.
"Is the Ghost Lord referring to Snow Wind Enchantress?" the green-armored skeleton asked tentatively.
"Who else could be there besides that bitch? She was able to awaken even after being reincarnated into a human race, thanks to her good luck. That bitch's origins are extraordinary. Even if I met her, I would not be able to get any advantage." Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord's eyes In a flash, "Unless I can get a few more Dragon Yuans."
"In this way, Ghost Lord is determined to win the remaining dragon yuan." The green-armored skeleton smiled, glanced at Su Qing, and followed the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord into the passage. Su Qing gritted her teeth and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.
Boom boom......
At this time, outside Qingyu City, the army of monks was fighting in a melee with the army of demons and ghosts that were besieging the Immortal City and the nearby Immortal Village. Two of the immortal villages with long snake formations on the outside have been destroyed by the demon clan and the ghost clan respectively.
The army of demons and ghosts has arrived at the foot of Qingyu City.
Groups of flying warships and flying kite warships were covered in darkness, and low-level monsters and ghosts were seen attacking in large numbers. The warships that had been hidden in the snow suddenly jumped into the battlefield, like a heavy hammer, hitting them. The weak point of the army of demons and ghosts.
When it comes to fighting alone, maybe the human race does not have much advantage over the demon clan, but the human race is proficient in battle formations, and the battle formations are composed of a large number of low-level monks. Between the low-level demon clan and the On the ghost race, except for some with extraordinary talents, they are still inferior to the human race after all.
Once united into a formation, the power of the human monks became apparent.
At this time, an army of ghosts and ghosts rushed to Qingyu City. What drove the desire of these low-level ghosts was the sweet blood and soul of the human race. This large group of ghosts struggled to attack the city defense formation of Qingyu Fairy City with the ghost weapons in their hands.
Boom, boom... the city defense formation was opened, and dozens of rough-skinned iron-thorn-backed monsters, golden-thorned monster bears, and black-armored lizards rushed out in groups under the control of human monks.
"Let go!" A golden elixir monk from the Qingdan Palace pushed down his long sword. With this impact, the formation of the ghost army was broken up. Behind them, a large group of foundation builders shot out a series of arrows from the wooden bow in the golden elixir monk's hand. Arrows with talisman attached. The talisman exudes a trace of Buddhist aura, or masculine power.
The arrows were like rain, and the ghost army that had just been scattered was suddenly shot into a fit of howling like ghosts and wolves. Skeletons were scattered all over the place. The iron-thorn-backed monsters, black-armored lizards, and golden-thorned monster bears that rushed out from the front turned around and returned to the fairy city formation.
And the ghost army from some places further behind has surged forward, like a beast, hitting the city defense formation of Qingyu Immortal City.
In the distance, the fleet of flying warships and flying kite warships was like a giant dragon, swimming through the air with its teeth and claws. Wherever the giant dragon passed, white beams of light shot down, and those who were hit, whether they were ghosts or low-level monsters, were all turned into powder under the bombardment of the fleet's spiritual cannon.
Whizzing....
When the army of monks in Qingyu Immortal City repeated their old plan again and wanted to overwhelm the ghost clan outside the formation, a group of white bone eagles flew over high in the sky with a scream. These white bone eagles had a wingspan of several feet and were incredibly fast. Quickly, under the instructions of the Ghost King, he deliberately bypassed the fleet of flying warships and flying kite warships in the sky.
唳---
Amidst a burst of sharp hissing, a large group of bald storks swooped towards Qingyu Fairy City, facing each other, and the wind and fire clutch guns of the flying tribe warriors above shot towards them.
The number of the Kua tribe was still inferior to that of the White Bone Eagles. They were strangled into a ball in the air. When a warship from Qingyu Immortal City came over to take care of them, the white beams of light from the spiritual cannons hit the air and scattered bones all over the sky.
"These human warships are really abominable!" Farther away, dozens of demon cultivators and ghost kings frowned at the armies of several races fighting from the sky to the ground in the distance.
"After all, the number of low-level monks from the human race is far less than that of our race and the demon race, so we resorted to external forces. Without these warships, the Nascent Soul monks in Qingyu Immortal City would not be able to take care of them." The leader of the group was the Crane Wing Ghost King. He sneered.
"The Nascent Soul monks of the human race are not easy to mess with. We only have a slight advantage here. After all, Qingyu Continent has some clans. Even if we let go of the fight, this advantage is not enough to turn into a victory." Black clouds In the middle, there is a skinny tiger-headed ghost, with black energy vibrating underneath, and only traces of green phosphorus fire visible, which looks extremely terrifying. It is the twelfth-level Tiger Ghost King.
"It doesn't matter, this time Brother Golden-Eyed Mantis invited friends from the Monster Clan in the Peak Mountain Region. With the joining of these two friends, the army of human monks can be defeated in just a matter of seconds." The big demon Golden-footed Centipede said with a smile.
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