Without any obstacles, the ghost hand was slashed in half by himself. The next moment, Yi Qiu suddenly bleeded blood and retreated.

However, the ghost hand that cut two halves suddenly turned into two little ghost hands and was printed on his chest one after another.

All kinds of defenses shattered in an instant. If the body was not stronger than the same-level physical cultivation after the snake transformed into a snake, he would have been broken into pieces with the attack of this ghost hand!

Who is this ghost face? Why is it so powerful?

The power of this palm is something Mo Wen, who had entered the Nascent Soul realm, could not even exert it!

Looking at the ghost face wrapped by the Thunder Python, listening to the sharp ghost roar of the ghost face, Yi Qiu knew that when Lei Meng used the attack from the ancestral thunder, no matter what kind of cultivation level this ghost face was, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die!

The two big flags, one black and one white, wrapped around the teleportation light curtain, flew up under the thunder and thunder.

Boom...

He endured the piercing pain and endured the three attacks behind him. He sideways and avoided several attacks. A black light flashed under his feet, and then disappeared.

The wave just started, and a little cold light magnified in front of me, but it was the Xuantian treasure of the people of Xuanjian Sect who had all their strength to attack him.

As the figures moved rapidly, they protected the light curtain again, just like the previous battle for the God-killing Sword in Bai Xiaoji's hands.

Knowing that he could not stand out, teleported to the outside, Yi Qiu shook with one hand and beat the Divine Sword in his hand towards Shui Han.

If anyone Yi Qiu is most willing to get the God-killing Sword here, it is Shui Han!

In order to seal the god and demon, Shui Han left behind the magic weapon of the Sword Sect, the Emperor Sword!

Then a black light flashed under his feet and disappeared before the cold light was about to hit him.

As the ding-ring ring sounded, two white shadows crossed, and then one of them swept towards the light curtain.

"go back!"

Lei Meng said in a muffled voice, and then the Thunder Axe slashed over.

The golden and gray thunder roared towards Bai Xiaoyi.

The yellow light flashed loudly, resisting the Thunder Python tightly, but its figure was under the Thunder Python's attack and then retreated.

Among the interlaced figures, more than ten figures of the Taoist sword in Bai Xiaoyi's hand were captured.

Such artifacts have their own rules, so it is impossible to be collected by the storage treasures in the hands of these monks, otherwise there would be no such much competition.

Lei Meng's side wafted, and Yi Qiu appeared later, but his face turned pale.

Looking at the pale Thunder Mong, Yi Qiu knew that with all his strength, the Thunder Mong true energy had been exhausted again after using the Thunder Axe. Otherwise, that attack would not have hurt the ghost face and knocked away the Gemini Witches.

Woo woo...

The demon shadow flashed, but it was Mo Jiuyou who took the lead in grabbing the God-killing Sword in his hand, and then was extremely shattered by various attacks.

Yi Qiu could see clearly that the shattered figure was just the incarnation of Mo Jiuyou!

Sure enough, a figure staggered in the devil's aura and then appeared. Who wasn't Demon Jiuyou?

His body flashed again and came towards the light curtain.

Looking at that direction, it seemed to be heading to where the Gemini Witch was, and it seemed to be heading to where the ghost face was.

Various attacks naturally followed closely, but Mo Jiuyou was like Yi Qiu before, regardless of it, just wanted to be able to go out.

Under Lei Meng's thunder attack, the Gemini Witch not only injured the ghost face, but also broke her own Gemini Demon Flag. This was something the two women dared not think of in the past. Now looking at Lei Meng, both women's eyes were filled with fear.

Although the ghost face could not see the specific situation of the injuries suffered, its aura also gave people a look of sluggishness and no longer as before.

Lei Meng fought beside Yi Qiu, his face pale, but his eyes were bright and bright. Thunder gathered wildly on the Thunder Axe in his hand, looking at Mo Jiuyou's route and attacked at any time.

Yi Qiu raised his arm and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his claws were also shaking slightly.

The Gemini Witch waved the magic flag in her hand, and the fog rolled, releasing all the various soul-killing ghosts sealed inside it.

The ghost face was trembling with his hands, and a ghost claw was condensing again.

They all seemed to fight for the opportunity to escape for this demon Jiuyou.

At the same time, both the monks behind Mo Jiuyou and the monks surrounding the light curtain were shining with horror.

Fifty feet!

Seeing that after a move, Mo Jiuyou could reach the light curtain, the ghost face said sharply: "Go here!"

Then he rushed towards Mo Jiuyou and shot out the ghost claws in his hand to resist various attacks behind him.

Mo Jiuyou was stunned and headed towards the current position of the ghost face.

The ghost face shook his palm again, and a ghost claw that was half a foot wide was grabbed towards the light curtain, and he would first open the way for Demon Jiuyou.

Mo Jiuyou glanced at the ghost face, and the magic fog in his eyes flipped, and his figure flashed, and he was about to follow the ghost claws and swept away.

Suddenly, he approached the ghost face beside Mo Jiuyou, slapped his ribs with a palm, waved his hand, and took away the God-killing Sword in his hand while Mo Jiuyou fell back.

Then he laughed strangely and headed towards the ghost hand he had hit.

The bursting sound came from behind was the ghost hand that had been fired earlier to resist the attacks of the monks outside. He ignored Mo Jiuyou's fierce cursing and quickly rushed away.

Hissing...

Under the three attacks, the ghost hand was destroyed.

Boom...

He attacked him with all his strength in front of him. The ghost face was shocked and knew that he was severely injured by the thunder, so the ghost hand that had been condensed for a long time was easily destroyed.

The original strategy was perfect and followed the ghost hand to go outside. However, now he felt the various attacks coming, and the ghost face couldn't help but hesitate.

roar……

A roar that was not like a human voice came from the mouth of the ghost face, hissing, his black robe was shattered, his body was thriving wildly, and a black skeleton several feet tall appeared in front of everyone.

Hei Du's arm waved, and with a crackling crackling, he resisted several attacking magic weapons, but his body was trembling, and he took three steps back and was not allowed to move forward for the time being.

"Hmph, the body of the Ghost King, you are indeed not the former Ghost Face Senior Brother. No matter who you are, you actually refined the body of the Ghost Face Senior Brother into the body of the Ghost King!" Mo Jiuyou said sharply, with his eyes also extremely shocked.

Hundreds of years ago, the Ghost Face was at the Nascent Soul Realm, which is the cultivation level of the Underworld Master in the Netherworld Sect. The subsequent loss should have been really lost. I just didn't know who had sacrificed it and treated it as my own body.

"Junior, you dare to stop me!" The ghost face let out a roar that was not like a human voice, then took a big step towards the light curtain.

The huge corpse body was circulated that only the Nascent Soul Physical Cultivation could have!

With a sneer, Jinghong slashed out with a sword, and raised the ghost face with one hand, hissing, and half of its thick palm was cut off by Shui Han.

Boom, hissing, all kinds of talismans and magic weapons are coming.

Ghost Face waved the God-killing Sword in his hand and took these attacks, hitting the attacker on his body, causing cracks to appear in the body of the Ghost King.
Chapter completed!