Qingcheng was not surprised and said calmly.
Xiao Chen began to think in his mind that the people from Yaoshen Valley should have left the Netherworld. If they waited too long, they would be in big trouble if they met with them.
Those people from Medicine God Valley looked like elite soldiers and generals, with great masters in charge.
Not to mention that we are going to Huangquan Road now, it is not appropriate to start a meaningless battle. Even if we encounter each other in ordinary times, we have to go as far as possible.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
The black desert was like a cloud, hanging upside down in the sky. The dark ghost of the dragon, breathing magic flames, bared its teeth and claws, launched a shocking battle with that man, and the sound was shocking in all directions.
The dragon's voice continued to reach Xiao Chen's ears, causing him to cast his gaze over.
Xiao Chen didn't find it strange that there were overlapping dragon sounds. The dragon's ghost could emit dragon sounds.
The man who fought against the dragon seemed to be able to make dragon sounds, which made him curious.
Moreover, the dragon sound made by that man was somewhat familiar to him, but he was too far away, and his spiritual consciousness could only detect a thousand meters, so he couldn't figure out his true thoughts.
The ghosts that flew out of the ground, under the roar of the dragon filled with ferocity, all obeyed its command and jumped towards it.
Kong Yuan asked doubtfully: "Is this dragon really transformed by the fairy scissors?"
At first, I heard Qingcheng say that this place is a tongue-pulling hell, and there are immortal scissors. I thought it was a joke, but now looking at the power of this dragon, it seems that what he said is true.
“Of course it’s true, but it’s not a treasure anymore.
When the immortal way dies, its divinity is no longer there, its immortal power is gone, and it is just an ordinary treasure.
There was once a Emperor Wu who received a dragon out of curiosity and then casually handed it over to his disciple.
Even the quasi-emperor would look down upon some of the great masters now if they wanted to take advantage of the dragon. "
Seeing that Kong Yuan didn't believe it, Qingcheng explained casually.
Xiao Chen pondered for a moment: "Let's go, we can't wait here any longer. If it's just the Grand Master, we can just rush through."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked away. Xiao Bai Yuanxu followed closely. Qingcheng stamped her feet and had no choice but to follow.
The speed of these people was not slow, they were as fast as lightning, and it took only half a stick of incense to see a place that seemed very far away, but the scene of a black dragon fighting with people appeared in Xiao Chen's field of vision.
The person fighting the black dragon was a burly middle-aged warrior from the ghost clan. He raised his hands and feet, and ten heavenly dragons loomed behind him.
When he punched out, there was an earth-shattering sound, shaking the desert like waves, rising into the sky.
The black dragon was even more brutal, with a fierce rage and roars as it bared its teeth and claws.
Xiao Chen finally understood why he was somewhat familiar with the voice of the ghost clan warrior.
Like him, the opponent's strength reached the realm of tens of millions of kilograms, forming dragon power, but the realm was much higher than Xiao Chen's, reaching the realm of the power of ten dragons.
A casual punch can exert hundreds of millions of kilograms of force. He is a great master who has become a saint in his body, which is quite terrifying.
On the periphery of the battlefield, there were hundreds of figures moving around, blocking the flying ghosts outside and preventing these ghosts from interfering with the ghost clan's grand master.
Although these ghosts are not strong enough, they are barely equivalent to the realm of junior martial saints.
But they were so densely packed and there were so many of them that they all pounced on them all at once, which caused some trouble for the Grand Master.
Whoosh!
Seven or eight figures fell down with gusts of wind and stopped in front of Xiao Chen.
"Stop!"
The first two people had pale skin and were full of deathly aura, while the other five figures were all like ghosts in substance.
Xiao Chen's eyelids twitched inadvertently. This meant that the ghost's grade was not low.
There were only five of them when they appeared, and these people had a good reputation among the nobles.
"The battle between Master and this evil dragon has reached a critical moment. No accidents are allowed to happen. Please delay."
The man in yellow on the right said.
Xiao Chen took a look and saw that the opponent's battle had indeed reached a critical moment, and Jiaolong could no longer hold on.
Going there hastily will inevitably lead to speculation among these people.
Whatever, we can only wait a moment.
The two people in front of them were not looked down upon, but the great master of the ghost clan who could unleash the power of ten dragons at will was not easy to mess with.
Suddenly, the black-clothed warrior on the left glanced at Qingcheng, and his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent: "Do it, these people are sent by the Ghost Queen's apprentice to cause trouble."
Click!
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the roar of a knife, and Xiao Chen moved faster.
The moment his expression changed slightly, he struck out like lightning, and the fingertips burst out with brilliance like the bright moon. It was the perfect sword path, and the bright moon was perfect.
With a flash of sword light, the black-clothed warrior turned into a headless corpse.
Xiao Bai Yuanxu and the other two quickly took action and together they managed to kill another yellow-shirted warrior within the same moment of meeting each other.
The five powerful ghosts at the back, whose master is dead, naturally cannot exist for long, and they dissipate into little phosphorescence.
Qingcheng muttered with an innocent look on his face: "These are the people from the Ghost Emperor's faction. I told you to wait a while before coming back. If you don't listen, you can't blame me."
Xiao Chen glanced at it, and his eyes happened to meet the ghost warrior in the sky, and he felt an extremely strong murderous intention.
His expression remained unchanged, Xiao Chen said calmly: "Get started and cut off all those people around you."
Xiao Chen has never been an indecisive person. Since he has already broken his skin, there is no need to explain anything.
If you want to survive, it is better to ask for help than to save yourself.
Along the way, Xiao Chen had already become the backbone of the team. Xiao Bai and the other three dispersed without saying a word and began to cut off the ghost warriors around them who were helping to resist the ghosts one by one.
Qingcheng was slightly dazed. She didn't expect that Xiao Chen would be so decisive and without any hesitation, even if he was about to face the wrath of the Grand Master.
There was a chill in my heart for no reason. It was really scary to be an enemy of such a person.
Glancing again at the great master of the ghost clan who was fighting the evil dragon, a smile appeared on Qingcheng's lips: "Uncle Mo, I'm sorry, Qingcheng really didn't mean it."
Yuan Xu, Kong Yuan and others were all geniuses trained by the Great King, and Xiao Bai was a genius trained by the Linghu King with high hopes as the next generation of demon kings, plus Xiao Chen.
Such people, without the appearance of a great master, would not be able to stop them at all.
As the gaps opened one by one, under the roar of the dragon, the ghosts began to rush towards the ghost clan grand master in overwhelming numbers, and the pressure on the dragon suddenly became much lighter.
The great master of the ghost clan had a ferocious look on his face, with his skin cracked and blood oozing out.
With each punch, fifteen heavenly dragons roared, reaching an astonishing power of fifteen heavenly dragons.
"Junior, stop now, otherwise you will definitely be buried in this Nine Nether Purgatory!" The voice was like thunder, echoing in all directions, containing endless killing intent.
Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to it, and he was not a fool. If he really stopped, there would be no way to survive at all.
Only by letting this ghost completely annihilate this person and delay the other party can we get a chance of survival for everyone.
Otherwise, for a great master who can unleash the power of fifteen heavenly dragons, no one present can catch the ten moves. After half a quarter of an hour, the remaining ghost clan warriors can escape or die, and all the gaps are opened.
The overwhelming ghosts were like an ocean, completely engulfing the great master of the ghost clan.
The evil dragon roared happily, swung its tail, and quickly escaped, hovering in the air before drilling towards the ground.
The five people gathered together, all with more or less injuries.
Xiao Chen was a little lucky that he had Xiaobai and the others with him, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to solve this kind of situation by himself.
"Brother Xiao Chen, can you leave?"
Xiaobai put away the Xueyu Sword and asked, and everyone else also cast their gazes over, waiting for his answer.
Xiao Chen's expression changed, and he glanced at the black dragon that was falling rapidly towards the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Qingcheng, you take them away first, I will follow later."
The expressions of the others changed slightly, and Qingcheng said in surprise: "You don't want to take advantage of this black dragon ghost, do you? Even though the black dragon is no good, it still has strength comparable to the great master."
Xiao Chen said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm sure. This black dragon ghost has been seriously injured. This is the best opportunity."
But having said that, who knows how powerful the black dragon's counterattack will be.
The old man of the ghost clan who is surrounded by ghosts like an ocean, will something happen there? If something goes wrong, it will be irreversible.
"Qingcheng, do as I say, I have the wings of freedom, it will be easy to catch up with you!"
Spreading a pair of wings behind his back, Xiao Chen let out a soft drink. His whole body was full of energy, his long hair was flying, and his body was like the light of a bright moon sword. He took one step and arrived at the place where the black dragon landed.
"Walk!"
Qingcheng didn't say anything more, and led Yuanxu and the others towards the next level of hell.