The Imperial Soul Banner erupted with ancient evil power, and the black smoke separated, like terrifying octopus tentacles.
"retreat!"
Yin Liu, one of the six generals of the Palace of Death, reminded him while swinging his sword to chop at random.
However, the black smoke was split up one second, and then condensed back together again the next second.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The black smoke rushes up and down, scurrying left and right, flying into the sky and hiding on the ground, making it difficult to guard against.
The six generals of the Death Palace were captured one after another. Finally, Yin Liu, the leader of the six generals, was locked in the black smoke with the bone sword in his hand. Before he could abandon the sword and retreat, two black smokes appeared on the left and right, like iron.
Tightly wrapped around Yin Liu's body like a chain...
"Damn it!"
Yin Liu was shocked and pale.
When other masters of the Death Palace saw the six generals being captured, they came to the rescue one after another.
"kill!"
"Hurry, save them quickly."
"..."
Seeing the numerous Death Palace troops rushing over, Mingwei Qingluo immediately gave orders to the magicians in Jihe.
"Stop them!"
"yes!"
The magicians once again joined forces and mobilized their full strength to cast defensive formations.
"Forbidden Barrier·Skynet Isolation!"
"Buzz buzz..."
Lights of magical power were shot out at the same time. These magical powers condensed together, merged in the void, and then turned into a huge light barrier.
The barrier is like a transparent glass, blocking out the Death Palace army and countless war beasts.
"Master Priest, the Death Palace army is too numerous and can only withstand fifty at most..." a magician from Jihe said.
"Enough!" Luoyan Yujin replied.
I saw her flashing to the side of the Imperial Soul Banner, clasping her hands together, forming seals with her ten fingers, and a powerful surge of magic energy burst out from her palms...
"Soul control, magic spell, and mind control!"
Luoyan's jade phoenix eyes flashed with a faint light, and with the power of the ancient sacred object, the Soul Flag, her aura doubled exponentially at this moment.
"Wow!"
In an instant, thousands of strands of magic power followed the black smoke and drilled towards the eyebrows of the six generals of the Palace of Death.
"This is?"
The six generals were shocked.
They only feel that an external power of thought is invading their minds.
"ah!"
The six people struggled hard, but the external magic power continued to penetrate their minds.
Immediately, the pupils of the six people were squirting.
A crimson light emitted, and every spiritual consciousness began to become blurred.
Luoyan Yujin activated his magic power and recited the incantation softly.
"You are loyal to the Guizun lineage, and your allegiance is to His Highness Jun Fuce..."
Repeatedly whispering several times, the six people's ears seemed to be repeating ancient Sanskrit sounds.
Luoyan Yujin's slender fingers continuously changed seals. When her power reached its peak, a dark red word "curse" appeared between the eyebrows of the six generals of the Palace of Death.
Luoyan's jade phoenix eyes smiled, "This battle... is about to end!"
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Huangquan Palace!
Inner city!
For example, a thunderstorm like an exploding nebula is so shocking that you can feel the scorching waves hitting your face even from miles away.
Xiao Nuo, Banzhi, and Hibiscus looked at the ruined palace building. The explosive force just now was quite terrifying.
However, it is obviously impossible to kill Mo Tianzhuo, who is at the ninth level of the King Realm.
Sure enough, in the next second...
"Boom!"
A violent wave of air exploded from inside the palace building, and suddenly, large and small rocks and fireballs flew everywhere.
In the chaotic turbulence, Mo Tianzhuo, the Lord of the Death Palace, slowly stepped out.
At this moment, he has no trace of his cloak and many scars on his body. He holds a sickle in his hand and exudes bloodthirsty thoughts.
"You all deserve to die... You all deserve to die..."
"Bang!"
The black energy burst out, and the power Mo Tianzhuo released reached a terrifying level.
Half a page later, a lot of solemnity appeared on the faces of Hibiscus's two maids.
In an instant, Mo Tianzhuo loosened his fingers, and the sickle danced around him, and then returned to his hand with a "swish" sound...
"Wow!"
Powerful murderous intent erupted, and a satin-like black cyclone enveloped the outside.
"Phantom Scythe Dance·Shatter the corpse into thousands of pieces!"
"Whoa!"
The dark wind rose, and Mo Tianzhuo waved his sickle and quickly advanced towards Xiao Nuo and the others.
"Back off!" A soft force burst out from Xiao Nuo's body, and the two maids Hibiscus and Hibiscus were knocked back more than ten meters.
"Master..." Banzhi called worriedly.
"Whoosh whoosh..." the sound of howling wind came
Suddenly, thousands of sickle shadows suddenly appeared in front of Mo Tianzhuo. The sickle shadows were crisscrossed and intertwined, like black blades that were constantly moving.
"Be reduced to pieces!" Mo Tianzhuo showed a vicious look on his face.
There was no way to avoid it, no way to hide, Xiao Nuo thought, and bright golden light erupted from his body again.
The power of the ancient golden body exploded in the body... .??.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, golden pure Yang fire burned in Xiao Nuo's left eye.
On the right, the white lunar fire flickers.
And between Xiao Nuo's eyebrows, a black mark of spiritual fire quietly appeared.
The three strange flames danced alternately outside Xiao Nuo's body, like three layers of phantom wings intertwining, extremely gorgeous.
"Golden body protection!"
Body protection golden body, the advanced power of body protection golden light!
Just as Xiao Nuo finished speaking, a more powerful wave of energy was released, and the protective golden light outside his body quickly merged, and then, an ancient golden body ten feet high appeared shockingly...
The ten-foot-tall golden body is covered with golden battle armor, and his arms seem to contain immense power, just like an ancient god of war.
Xiao Nuo is located inside the golden body. Every inch of his skin seems to be dyed with a layer of golden holy light, and he is extremely domineering.
Facing the killing move from Mo Tianzhuo, the ancient golden body shrouded outside Xiao Nuo raised its golden arms and attacked forward with overwhelming force...
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The golden arm and the thousands of scythe shadows collide fiercely, the golden light bursts out, the scythe shadows are shattered, and the two will explode with layer after layer of chaotic aftermath.
Half a page outside the court, Mu Jin and the two looked at it with horror. You must know that Xiao Nuo was facing a strong man at the ninth level of the King Realm at this moment.
After the dazzling sickle shadow shattered, what followed was the most powerful sickle body in Mo Tianzhuo's hand.
"Boom!"
Another deafening loud noise exploded in front, and the power of the ancient golden body solidly collided with the sickle body in Mo Tianzhuo's hand. In an instant, the terrifying energy aftermath spread out, and the earth cracked inch by inch. The surrounding area,
Turned into scorched earth...
Halfway through the paper, with Hibiscus still nervously looking at her, Xiao Nuo and Mo Tianzhuo pulled away from each other. In the process of retreating, the ten-foot-long golden body turned into a golden flowing shadow and disappeared.
A look of solemnity appeared on Xiao Nuo's face. It had to be said that Mo Tianzhuo's cultivation was indeed strong enough. Even the ancient golden body's defense could only withstand one or two of the opponent's moves...
After all, he is a strong man who is only one step away from the "Grandmaster Realm". Mo Tianzhuo has such a
It can be done, which is normal.
On the contrary, in the eyes of others, it was even more shocking that Xiao Nuo repeatedly took Mo Tianzhuo's killing moves.
Just when Mo Tianzhuo was getting angry, suddenly...
"Boom!" Earth-shaking loud noises came from the direction of the east gate battlefield, and together with fierce shouts of killing, six figures covered in blood rushed towards this side...
These six people are none other than the six generals of the Palace of Death, headed by Yin Liu and Choujiao.
"Palace Master, we have fallen into a trap..." Yin Liu, Choujiao and others came to Mo Tianzhuo and knelt directly on the ground.
"We were all caught in an ambush by Luo Yan Yujin. The soldiers of the Death Palace suffered heavy casualties!"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, Mo Tianzhuo felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and his mind went blank.
"What, what did you say?" Mo Tianzhuo's eyes widened angrily. He really wanted to kill all six people in front of him with one palm.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At this moment, figures one after another fell from the sky and landed here one after another.
"Mo Tianzhuo, you can't turn over!" Jun Fuce's cold voice reached his ears, and Mo Tianzhuo's heart couldn't help but tremble.
Luoyan Yujin, Mingwei Qingluo and others all appeared here. For a moment, Mo Tianzhuo was shocked and angry.
"It's not over yet..." Mo Tianzhuo held a long-handled scythe in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes. "As long as I kill all of you, the Underworld Sect will still belong to me, Mo Tianzhuo..."
After saying that, Mo Tianzhuo waved his hand and gave orders to the six generals of the Palace of Death behind him.
"Kill, leave no one alive, kill them for me!"
"yes!"
The six generals of the Palace of Death stood up one after another.
But what Mo Tianzhuo didn't know was that the danger was already around him...
"Chi!"
A burst of severe pain spread, and a white bone sword penetrated mercilessly from behind Mo Tianzhuo's defenseless body...
Mo Tianzhuo's pupils shook.
This is Yin Liu's weapon.
"hiss!"
Before he could react, another sharp blade pierced his left rib. This was a long sharp knife, and its owner was the ugly dragon...
"Chi! Chi! Chi!"
Then, one after another, cold sharp weapons penetrated Mo Tianzhuo's body, all coming from behind him who was unprepared. Behind him, the six generals of the Death Palace had cold faces and ruthless eyes. Between their eyebrows, there were