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Chapter 17: Thousand Ghosts and Soul Eater Formation (1)

If this person meets Long Wu in a place outside the Ghost Spirit Sect, he will choose to avoid Long Wu without hesitation. After all, this highly restrained fight is really frustrating!

But at this moment he could not dodge. The elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect took a deep breath, the murderous intent surged in his eyes, his body flashed, and turned into a shadow, floating around. However, this shadow was more than the Ghost Spirit.

The shadow transformed by the head of the sect is a bit inferior!

Just as Long Wu narrowed his eyes and looked for this person, a black and green figure suddenly flew out of the shadow like an iron tower, emitting a wave of stench and rushing towards Long Wu.

Smelling the pungent smell of corpse, and then looking at the corpse of Pian with more than an inch of green hair in front of him, Long Wu couldn't help but frowned!

Long Wu has a deep feeling about this corpse training! Although this kind of corpse training cannot be compared with copper armor corpse! It is also a walking corpse similar to copper armor corpse.

At this moment, Long Wu looked around and saw that everyone from the Ghost Spirit Sect summoned this kind of corpse refining.

Although it is difficult to kill the demon cultivators of our own level at this level. However, it is still more than enough to cause some trouble to our own side!

The biggest thing about this kind of corpse training refined by the Ghost Spirit Sect is that it has extremely high ability to resist hits! The two palms are like steel nails, extremely sharp! The fangs outside the lips of the four lips are biting the cultivator's body.

At the same time, the corpse poison hidden in the fangs can be quickly injected into the monk's body.

Just as Long Wu was thinking about how to deal with so many corpse training, the corpse training in front of him flashed green light, and his body flashed, and he rushed towards Long Wu!

Seeing the corpse pounced on him, the dazzling golden light on Long Wu's body instantly doubled. His body trembled, bringing out afterimages and swept into the sky.

The corpse of Jian, who rushed over, pounced on the sky. Before he could react, Long Wu, who was falling rapidly from the air, turned into a golden stream of light. In the blink of an eye, he came to the top of the head of Jian, who was on the corpse of Jian.

Feeling the crisis coming, the training corpse was almost conditioned reflex, with five sharp claws whizzing towards the top of the head.

Seeing the black light on the sharp claw of the corpse, stretching and contracting, Long Wu's fist wrapped in golden magic brought a strong wind and smashed it to the palm of the corpse without any fancy.

Bang! The fists and palms intersected, and a crisp sound was heard. The arm that was practicing corpse was like a rotten wood, easily broken by Longwu!

Long Wu looked at the bloodthirsty corpse, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. His other fist immediately rushed towards the head of the corpse.

With a bang, a powerful magic power poured into the head of the corpse training! The corpse training head exploded in an instant like a broken watermelon. A ball of dark green pus was sprayed everywhere.

All are...

With one blow, Long Wu supported the ground with one hand, and his body leaped in the air! The next moment, he appeared near the shadow not far away.

Looking at the Ghost Spirit Sect Elder who turned into shadows by Long Wu's attack, he was surprised by Long Wu's speed! Long Wu's location was dozens of feet away from his own position. Unexpectedly, Long Wu actually turned out to be

I got here in an instant!

A red light flashed, and Long Wu held the Demon Cloud Sword in his hand and stabbed the shadow diagonally.

Feeling the sudden terrifying sword energy, the elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect turned into a shadow, suddenly changed his face. He hurriedly sacrificed a skull! He saw that the skull was in a big mouth, and it happened to bite the demon cloud sword that was slashed.

superior.

Seeing this, Long Wu's eyes turned cold, and his palm slapped the hilt of the Demon Cloud Sword. While he was rushing up, he tapped the hilt of the sword with his single foot again. In an instant, his whole body was like a cannonball coming out of his body, thundering.

Falling into the shadow of a rapid retreat.

Bang! A slight cracking sound was made in the shadow, and a mouthful of black blood was sprayed out from the shadow. The shadow was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards dozens of feet away and falling to the ground!

"Puchi!" He spewed out a mouthful of black blood again into the shadow of the ground. The elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect could no longer maintain the form of the shadow and showed his embarrassed figure.

At this moment, there were not many corpse training places in the entire battle circle, and a group of elders from the Ghost Spirit Sect were completely at a disadvantage.

"Everyone obeys the order! Forge a soul-devouring array of ten thousand ghosts!" The resentful cry of the head of the Ghost Spirit Sect sounded in the battle circle.

Hearing the words of the head of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Long Wu was stunned for a moment. The next moment, just as Long Wu was planning to win over the elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Two shadows suddenly appeared beside the man. Then, the two shadows grabbed the man like ghosts, and as they flashed, they sank into the crowd of the Ghost Spirit Sect with a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

Just as the head of the Jinjiao clan and others were about to forcibly attack the formation formed by the cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Long Wu shouted: "Let's go!"

Hearing Long Wu's cry, the demonic rat and rhino came to Long Wu first. Then, the head of the Golden Dragon clan, Mo Ran and others came to Long Wu's side one after another.

"Brother, what are you waiting for? You didn't even make a fuss and kill all these turtle grandsons!" Long Xiaoren didn't arrive, but the shout came into everyone's ears first.

"This Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Array is extraordinary! I'm afraid that you will inevitably make mistakes if you attack rashly!" Long Wu said with a serious expression.

"Then what should we do? Should we just wait here for them to form a large formation to deal with us?" asked the head of the Jinjiao clan.

"Don't worry, everyone, you can protect me. I want to see what power this ghost soul-devouring array in Zhenyunbei has!" Long Wu said solemnly.

After hearing what Long Wu said, the leader of the Jinjiao clan and others formed a circle, while Long Wu sat cross-legged. Long Xiao flashed and blocked the front, staring at the Ghost Spirit Sect not far away.

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After a while, the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect formed the same magic seal in their hands under the instructions of the leader, and a gloomy and terrifying spell sounded from their mouths!

In an instant, a stream of black ghost energy and several black and red ghost energy rose from the human body in the Ghost Spirit Sect. During this period, it was full of bloodthirsty and ferocity! The air around it became more and more yin and cold!

Swish, swish, swish! Each monk of the Ghost Spirit Sect sacrifices a banner. These banners are generally divided into three colors: black, black red, and black purple!

These banners were sacrificed into the air, and they were seen in the wind, and instantly turned into huge banners of different sizes. Faced with the gloomy wind, they were rushing...

The harsh ghost roar suddenly sounded over the formation. As each flag shakes, countless ghosts rushed out and linger in the sky above the entire area.

As the ghosts gathered more and more, they increased rapidly at a geometric multiple of the speed visible to the naked eye. After dozens of breaths, an endless sea of ​​ghosts was formed, with ten generals on the inner and outer three layers of ten generals on the outer three layers.

Covered inside.

The head of the Jinjiao clan and others saw millions of evil spirits gathered together, circling and flying over the head, and made sharp and strange roars from time to time. This kind of power was comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Stage.
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