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"During the battle in the Qin Clan's territory, the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord also suffered some injuries, but according to what Ancestor Xiang Huaxin said, the injuries suffered by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord were far less severe than him. It will only wait for the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord to show up again. , at this time, the coalition forces of several major immortal dynasties are no longer able to resist, and an unprecedented catastrophe will affect all races in this world."
"The only way to stop the Purple Crocodile Ghost King is to have the eighteen golden people. The eighteen golden people are united into one and can defeat this beast. I have run out of oil and my lamp has dried up, so I will say this. The people of the Qin tribe are already waiting for you, fellow Daoist Lu , Princess Yuxin, come back quickly!"
After finishing speaking, Taoist Jin Zhen's face, which had been filled with black energy, was completely drained of life, and his body, which was so thin that it was out of shape, still sat there cross-legged.
"Uncle, alas-" Lu Wushuang stared blankly at the fallen Golden Needle Taoist, and finally turned into a sigh. He looked at Lu Xiaotian and said, "Little brother, what do you think?"
Under the overturned nest, there are no eggs left. Even Xiang Huaxin, the old monster who transformed into a god, has lost his head. If the Qin people had not been forced into a desperate situation, they would not have sent Golden Needle Taoist to come all the way. From the bottom of his heart, Lu Xiaotian was unwilling to face such a terrifying and powerful enemy as the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord, but when the trouble came, he would not back down even a step.
"Dongfang." Xiang Qingcheng and Luo Ping'er held Lu Xiaotian's hand at the same time.
"Where should I meet them?" Lu Xiaotian looked at Lu Wushuang and asked.
"The Eighteen Golden Men are our last resort, and there is no room for error. At this time, while the fighting is taking a break, they are already behind. The Tianyuan Four Sects are in the Qin Clan's territory. As long as we rush back, we can encounter them. They will meet up in Fu City," Lu Wushuang said.
"Return at full speed." Lu Xiaotian said calmly. Regardless of the stimulation of the spirit stone, the speed of the Feihe warship was once again increased to a new level. The mountains, rivers and clouds are retreating at an alarming speed.
When Lu Xiaotian and others returned at full speed, Fucheng, Fuyong, Yiyuantian, and Heqiong went hand in hand, rushing to join Lu Xiaotian as quickly as possible.
Farther away, ghostly energy surged, giving people a sense of urgency that a storm was about to come.
"What do you guys want to do after escaping all the way from the Black Water Territory to this place?" Amid the cry of an owl, a skeleton ghost king covered in green armor, with a bit of phosphorus fire in his eye sockets showing cunning, was holding a stick that was all red, as if he had drank too much Blood, bone spears exuding astonishing killing intent, stepped on ghosts.
"The Qinling Emperor was such a hero back then. He almost single-handedly wiped out Chiyuan and defeated several major races. How come now, the descendants of the Qinling Emperor just run away with their tails between their legs."
Next to the green-armored skeleton, there was another slightly smaller silver-faced skeleton with a small green ring on his left wrist and dressed in black. He looked coldly at the four members of Fu Cheng's group who were running away in front of them.
"Damn it, you really think of yourself as the Purple Crocodile Ghost King. Chief, let's turn around and deal with these two lingering ghost tribes now." After hearing this, Yi Yuantian became furious and directly asked Fucheng for a fight. .
"Don't act rashly. Our only goal now is to reunite with Lu Xiaotian and Princess Yuxin. Otherwise, once exposed, there will inevitably be a risk of being defeated by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. Once we cannot form an formation, it will be a trivial matter for us to die. The entire human race in this world has been enslaved by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord, and their lives are taken away from them!" Fucheng didn't even think twice and directly rejected Yiyuantian's invitation to fight.
"Yiyuantian, these two ghost kings have the precious treasures given by the Purple Crocodile Ghost King. If we don't use the golden man, even the four of us will not be able to defeat this person. After we have reunited with Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng, we will It’s never too late to fight!” He Qiong also advised Yi Yuantian.
"Okay." Yi Yuantian reluctantly looked back at the green-armored skeleton and Su Qing who were chasing closely behind him. Continue on the road with Fu Cheng and others.
As the people in Fucheng were rushing forward, a streak of demonic energy soared into the sky, chasing the wind and the moon. In the blink of an eye, it passed over the heads of the people in Fucheng and went all the way down.
"Where do you juniors want to go?" The person who came was none other than the One-Eyed Demon. The arm on his chest had not yet been recovered, and now only his arms were left. The fierce flames were obviously not as fierce as they were in their heyday, but for Fu Cheng, this For several Nascent Soul cultivators, they are still a huge threat. The Demon Transformation God is the Demon Transformation Demon. Even if their strength is greatly reduced, there is still an insurmountable gap between the Soul Transformation and the Nascent Soul cultivators.
"Haha, it turned out to be a senior alone. He came just in time to block these people. I will report to Lord Ghost Lord to record the merits of my senior!" The green-armored skeleton laughed when he saw this,
"One-eyed old demon, I didn't expect that you would collude with the ghost clan and not hesitate to work as a slave. You are really a disgrace to the demon clan." A slightly tired voice sounded. As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with an aura as cold as winter walked up to him. It was Xiang Huaxin, but his body was stooped at this time, and he was no longer the same as when he first appeared.
"Old Monster Xiang, you are not recuperating in seclusion, why are you here?" The one-eyed demon couldn't help being shocked when he saw Xiang Huaxin appear. Originally, he was slightly inferior to Xiang Huaxin. At this time, Xiang Huaxin Although my heart was seriously injured, I didn’t know the exact extent of the injury. Moreover, he has lost his best demon blade and third arm, and his combat power has been greatly reduced. Seeing Xiang Huaxin at this time, the one-eyed demon inevitably lacks confidence.
"You can come, why can't I come?" The old ice soul monster sneered, "If your hands are itchy, I can fight with you."
"Senior alone, if you want to win Ghost Lord's permission, you can't do it without paying some price. This ice soul old man has already suffered a soul-eating palm from Ghost Lord, and his current strength is less than half of normal, so why should he be afraid?" Green Armor The skeleton laughed sharply, "I'll leave Xiang Huaxin to the Demon Lord. The two juniors should go first!"
After saying that, the green-armored skeleton and Su Qing, who was silent all the way, passed the one-eyed demon and chased the people in Fucheng again.
"The situation has changed. Take them to meet Lu Xiaotian and Princess Yuxin." While the people in Fucheng were still running away, they received a message from Xiang Huaxin again. They couldn't help but feel a shiver in their hearts. The powerful gods appeared one after another. What a good sign.
Things have happened one after another in Fucheng, and at this time, Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng and others also encountered huge changes.
"Half asleep and half awake, waking up hundreds of years ago. Little friend Lu, we meet again." At this time, a pale golden skeleton was covered by a dense aura. One step in the air was already several miles away, even-handed. The ground stood in front of Lu Xiaotian and the others.
"Senior, who is it?" Lu Xiaotian looked at the pale golden skeleton in front of him suspiciously, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.
"You, who are you?" Luo Ping'er's eyes widened even more, looking at the light golden skeleton in front of her with an unbelievable look in her eyes.
"Ping'er, could it be that I don't even know my father anymore?" The dense air on the surface of the pale golden skull squirmed, and it actually appeared as Luo Zhongting.
"Father!" Luo Ping'er's face was stunned, and she was about to swoop forward, but unexpectedly, the dense air on the surface of the Luo atrium began to squirm again, turning into the image of an enlightened monk. This made Luo Ping'er stop what he had just done.
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