"Hurry up and stop him!"
Yin Liufeng was very anxious, and shouted coldly, driving the imperial clock, and quickly ran into it, trying to shake these ghosts away.
Lin Zhaoxuan had a hideous and terrifying face, stretched out a huge palm, spread thousands of feet, grabbed the imperial bell, and swallowed it in one bite: "Huh! If I am a human, you can suppress me, I am better than you now! I am a ghost. Human Emperor Bell, you can't control me! Wait for death!"
The great sage of the fire spirit tribe, threw out the fire ding cauldron, the fire kylin method was so huge, he flew into the sky, and hit the ghost Lin Zhaoxuan!
"Looking for death, soul shattering knife, cut it for me—"
The blood knife ate the soul, the soul of the sword smashed the fire unicorn dharma, and collided with the fire ding cauldron, stalemate, and constantly entangled.
Countless ghosts, still unaffected, were swallowed by Lin Zhaoxuan's body.
Luo Xingchen's face was solemn, he thought of the scene in the past.
On the Blue Wind Continent, the ancient relics on the Wuji Mountain, his first adventure, a kind of evil black fruit, one person ate the fruit, and his strength began to skyrocket. Every time a person was killed, his soul would be swallowed, and his strength continued to skyrocket. , Ascend to the Spirit Seal Realm, soaring all the way.
In the end, he exploded and died, but the seniors also suffered a lot of internal injuries.
According to the legend, the Yin Ghost Race has no barriers. As long as it swallows a strong enough spirit, it can continue to improve, and no one knows how far it can rise.
As a result, the Yingui tribe has been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years. Since their birth, they have never given birth to a half-step true god.
And Lin Zhaoxuan, who hides extremely deeply, is a true half-step god himself, and his soul is so strong at this time, I am afraid that it is rare in the world!
The Lin clan of the war clan, died of so many domain masters, great saints, ten calamities, and those souls, if they were all swallowed by him, the outcome would be too serious!
However, who can stop it!
"Small eyes, what's the matter with you?"
Luo Xingchen solemnly said.
The Chilling Eye said: "Oh... Master, I really can't help you! His strength is beyond the limit I can handle! Just now I used the way of ice, but I was hit by the Eye of Reversal, and I was injured. Go! I... Ugh—"
Luo Xingchen's eyes were cold, trying to calm himself down, clasping his hands together, condensing all of his will, silently reciting the meditation curse, the meditation curse, is the nemesis of the Yingui tribe!
"The heavens are insignificant, the humanity is reckless, the ghosts are happy..."
A series of inscriptions, all turned into gold patterns, pierced Lin Zhaoxuan's body of the ghost race.
"Chichichichi..."
Many ghosts disappeared in the sky before they could be absorbed by Lin Zhaoxuan. With Luo Xingchen's will, even though he could not shake Lin Zhaoxuan and obliterate these ten thousand moods, even the remnants of ten calamities, it was more than enough.
In a blink of an eye, thousands of souls disappeared, and they were continuously destroyed by the meditation curse.
Zhu Qiang looked at Luo Xingchen in amazement. They were really young talents. They sighed at him!
"Don't froze, everyone, help together, these souls can kill as many as they can! Charge—"
Accompanied by Jiang Mang's loud yell, everyone woke up, used various methods, each showed their magical powers, and joined the war to slaughter the ghosts!
The sword cracks the ghost, the sword shatters the imaginary soul, the spear shook the ghost and died, the soul slaughtered, the flame broke the soul, and the palm seal sealed the soul!
Among them, Jiang Shaoyang, like Luo Xingchen, has become extremely dazzling, dominating the world!
The gossip Taiji diagram instantly blocked a large area of space, massacring all the souls inside!
Hundreds of magic signs, punches and smashed out countless ghosts, his speed of obliterating the ghosts can be compared with the meditation curse that Luo Xingchen casts with all his will, and the two of them seem to be arranged by heaven. Come down, two outstanding wizards!
"Huh? Naughty animal—"
Lin Zhaoxuan was furious, roaring wildly, shaking Luo Xingchen with his palm, Jiang Shaoyang, a giant ghost, and that huge body, once approached, it can make people feel dazed.
This giant ghost stretched out its thin and gloomy fingers, pierced the gossip Tai Chi diagram, and grabbed the inscriptions of the meditation curse, Jiang Shaoyang, at stake!
At the critical moment, Li Changsheng grabbed a huge shadow of Qingpeng, the law of Qingpeng, which messed up the space, flickered thousands of feet every inch, and rescued Jiang Shaoyang.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Just die for me—"
Lin Zhaoxuan, like a squally rainstorm, glowed with terrifying energy, swept all over the place, enveloped dozens of miles, and the sky fell apart. He wanted to punish all these people!
"Dodge!" With Yang Mingxuan's cold drink, Zhu Qiang dispersed, but still seemed to be in crisis, a strong sense of oppression, and a sense of evil and cold, which was suffocating.
With a sword coming to the west, flying immortals outside the sky, radiant light, golden light dazzling, awe-inspiring righteousness, suppressing the sky and the earth!
"Lin Zhaoxuan, if you dare to cultivate the ghost way, you have done your own evil and cannot live! Feng Haoyu, come and kill you!"
The golden light shines on the earth, and the sword has the spirit and is not afraid of thousands of troops and horses, and it can be broken in one blow!
The sword that condensed the awe-inspiring righteousness was 80% of the power of a divine tool, the middle-aged man with golden eyes, and a golden shirt, was magnificent!
The golden sword broke through all the ghosts, and finally pierced Lin Zhaoxuan's Tianling Gai!
"Uh... impossible... Feng Haoyu, why is your strength so strong..."
Lin Zhaoxuan's face was struggling with pain, and his body was trembling violently. Jin Mang, from his body, shot directly in all directions, penetrated his evil body, radiant and earth-shaking!
Then it exploded violently, and the body that was already ninety feet away fell apart in an instant...
This blow was too dazzling and shocked everyone, Zhu Qiang was stunned, his mouth could not close for a long time.
When everything disappeared, Feng Haoyu's body fell silently.
The Human Emperor Bell was swallowed by Lin Zhaoxuan just now, without refining it, and now it returned to Yin Liufeng's palm.
Of course, this man in a golden shirt must arouse everyone's awe. He comes from the Zhoutian Pavilion, is the current pavilion master, Fenghenxi's major disciple, the great Zhoutian divine body, forty-five floors!
After a long time, everyone can come back to their senses, and with respectful eyes, they rushed to Feng Haoyu's face, holding their fists and bowing together.
"Thank you for your rescue."
Yin Liufeng, Yang Mingxuan, and most people know this prestigious Feng Haoyu, the master of Feng Pavilion.
There are many rumors about him. Some people say that he is the most hidden person in the spirit world. Some people even speculate that his surname is Feng, Feng Henxi is surnamed Feng, and it may be Feng Henxi's illegitimate child.
Feng Hen Xi, the number one power in the spirit world, who doesn't know.
Those real gods of the Void God Realm, without coming, he almost rarely meets opponents.
Luo Xingchen also looked at his big brother curiously, and smiled softly: "Big brother, don't come here without problems."
Feng Haoyu looked at him with a smile: "Last time, Tiandao Academy, your friends were there, but you went to the Ice Spirit Realm. Today, I finally saw your true face. It is a talent! Peerless! "
They looked at each other, Feng Haoyu was obviously a little bit taller, but there was nothing wrong with it.
Luo Xingchen's heroic posture is still chic, unable to erase his light.
"Brother, why are you here?"
Luo Xingchen doubted.
Feng Haoyu said: "You think I don't know when attacking the war clan Lin? Not only I know, but the other nine taboo forces all know! You lunatics, you really have the ability! Hahaha..."
Feng Haoyu seemed approachable, but Luo Xingchen didn't know that in front of others, Feng Haoyu always had a stern face.
Luo Xingchen, Yu Wentao and the others were stunned, their thoughts were confused, and they always felt that something was wrong.
"Brother, they all know, why don't they stop it?"
Feng Haoyu condensedly said: "Stop? Why do you want to stop? They are eager to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, the warrior Lin family, they have long wanted to uproot, but are afraid of the warrior blood.
Unexpectedly, this powerful bloodline would be broken by you like this!
I can't even think of it..."
Luo Xingchen frowned and said in a deep voice, "What do they mean?"
Feng Haoyu sighed: "You are still too young, and there are some things that you don't understand.
The reason why the Lin clan of the war clan has risen so fast is because they are really capable.
Especially in recent decades, the war clan Lin Clan has searched around for undiscovered relics, secret realms, and their wealth. You can't even think of how rich they are.
Since it is Emperor Silver Wolf, Emperor Ziyang, two reincarnated mighty men, heh, I don't think you guys know either. "
Yin Liufeng and Yang Mingxuan nodded and remained silent.
Feng Haoyu said again: "This warrior Lin wants to destroy it. Other taboo forces have already taken action.
After all, the Lin clan of the war clan is unforgivable and is not worthy to be the pillar of the human clan.
It's not that everyone doesn't understand what they are doing, they are all standing still.
In fact, it was deliberately laissez-faire.
The Lin clan of the war clan was too greedy, just like a pig, after being fattened, and then slaughtered, it is valuable.
Today, the treasure house they have accumulated, to be honest, Zhou Tiange and the Jiang family may not be comparable.
As a result, they were killed by you.
Next, there is a good show, Junior Brother, don’t say much, look up! "
Luo Xingchen frowned first and raised his head. The others, with their dignified expressions, looked up at the sky and found that there was extremely terrifying energy, which was overflowing.
Above the clouds, a phantom image of a god-spirited warrior emerged, very huge, as if it could crush the mountains with a single foot.
This is the mountain protoss!
There are beams of thunder light attached to the bodies of some peerless powerful men. They use thunder to enter the Tao and refine all kinds of thunder. The flesh is strong and absolutely domineering.
This is the Thunder God clan.
There is a group of people, with the power of a saint, with a pair of long wings, fluttering in the sky, flying for nine days, they are riding the wind and waves, not blowing.
This is the Sky Clan!
There is a group of people with the law of moon shadows, which is also not simple, as if a bright moon is standing in the sky, standing above the nine heavens.
This is the Moon Protoss!
After that, there was a golden-winged roc, flapping its wings for 90,000 miles and moving the space easily.
There is also the Fengshen clan, surrounded by gusts of wind, condensing the wind blade, which can cut the world.
The nine taboo forces, this time, five came, plus the Zhou Tian Pavilion behind Feng Haoyu, that was six!
The rest, the Ye Clan, the Earth God Clan, the Jiang Royal Clan, the Sun God Clan, the Miao Clan, and the Water God Clan. Being ridiculed, even going back empty-handed.
Keeping close to these comers is too strong. Add it up and beat the Lin clan, a piece of cake.
The Golden Winged Dapeng Clan is obviously also a participant, one after another, staring at it, slowly descending on this ice and snow.
"Pavilion Master Feng, you are so fast!"
The Moon Protoss, a woman in a white skirt, a beautiful woman like a fairy, with a veil covering half of her face, which is even more charming.
She is also a peerless powerhouse, half-step true god, strength, second only to Jiang Jiuding in his heyday.
Her voice is sweet, with fairy aura, gentle as water.
Feng Haoyu curled his lips and said calmly: "I am different from you."
"Hey..." Yue Weiyang chuckled softly and said softly, "Pavilion Master Feng, you are so humorous."
Luo Xingchen furrowed his brows, glanced at these uninvited guests, and said in a condensed voice: "Seniors, what is it for?"
A middle-aged man from the Mountain God tribe, with his head upright, said solemnly: "The treasure house of the Lin clan of the war clan is rich and belongs to the world. We will collect it for you."
Luo Xingchen's eyes were cold, his fists were clenched, there was a chill in his eyes...