The blood-clothed ghost stretched out his hand, took down the rotten and mottled iron bucket, carried it and launched a fierce attack.
"Zhenwu Thirty-six Sword Qi!"
A Liang waved the long sword in his hand, and Emperor Zhenwu behind him held the Demon-Breaking Sword and stabbed forward with an angry look.
A sword energy is stronger than a laser shot.
The air along the way produces irregular ripples.
Clang, clang, clang...
The sword energy hit the iron barrel, leaving dented marks on it.
It was actually blocked!!
"The rain hates the clouds!" Zhao Yu shouted loudly, his whole body filled with hazy water mist, lingering around the body of Emperor Shuiguan.
Emperor Shui Guan looked calm and flicked his sleeves and robe.
Above the head, countless clouds and mist condensed, moving quickly towards the front.
When the clouds covered half of the strange thing, it immediately began to rain heavily.
The rain contains the terrifying power to dispel filth. The crying ghosts who were caught in the rain sizzled and smoked, and their bodies melted as quickly as ice cubes!
However, the evil spirit wearing blood-stained clothes suddenly made an astonishing move.
It held the iron bucket and pointed it upward. The mouth of the bucket was pitch black and bottomless, and a terrifying attraction suddenly erupted.
Countless rainwater gathered into Tie Naoli and disappeared immediately like a mud cow entering the sea.
"What?" Zhao Yu was shocked.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, themselves, and they started smashing the iron stick crazily, and the cries that came out were ferocious and terrifying.
A Liang and Zhao Yu fought back, but did not gain the upper hand.
The closer they got, the more affected they were by the crying, and they couldn't even recite the mind-purifying mantra properly.
Soon, the state of the two of them took a turn for the worse, with tears flowing down their faces, and a feeling of despair enveloped their hearts.
"One finger of Nirvana!"
At the critical moment, Chen Yanan mobilized all his magic power and found the right opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
Before the blood-clothed ghost could resist, his left arm was hit and turned into decaying ashes.
It staggered back and its cry became sad and plaintive.
A Liang's face was filled with tears, his eyes were dim, and he lifted the sword in despair and was about to wipe it towards his neck.
Clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
The long sword in A Liang's hand was knocked away and stuck diagonally on the ground not far away.
Xiao Yi rushed over, grabbed him by the collar and roared: "Please wake up!!"
The roar was like an angry rebuke from an emperor, and it made A Liang's head buzz.
He regained consciousness, with a look of shame on his face, "Thank you so much, Brother Xiao."
And Zhao Yu was not much better. He raised his palm with a lifeless expression and was about to slap his forehead hard!
"Pah!" Zhao Yu was slapped on the cheek.
"Masters, if you want to die, don't die now!" Chen Yanan said urgently.
Zhao Yu was stunned. He covered his face. Damn it, why was I beaten?
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Others of the same type stormed away and continued to use human sea tactics to suppress them.
"Yanan, can you use the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation?"
Xiao Yi said in a deep voice: "The main body's support is nothing more than an iron bucket and crying, and it does not have a strong defensive ability."
"As long as you find the right opportunity, you can kill it!"
Hear the words.
Chen Yanan gritted her teeth and said, "I also want to use it, but this magical power consumes too much. I have to concentrate on entering some kind of wonderful state. It is difficult to use it in my current situation!"
"Then first clear out the remaining soldiers as much as possible!"
Xiao Yi took a deep breath and mobilized his magic power to activate the Five Emperors' magical power.
At this time, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his eyes were shining.
His body is filled with strong imperial power, and his whole person exudes an aloof and domineering temperament.
Chen Yanan next to him was dumbfounded.
"Gold! Wood! Water! Fire! Earth!" Xiao Yi displayed the unpredictable magical power of the Five Emperors.
The power of the five elements surged in all directions: red flames burned, raging waves, tumbling green branches, rolling earth and rock cracking carts, brilliant golden lightsabers, all kinds of visions changed unpredictably like
The gods in the sky are changing the landscape.
With a rumble, many strange things could not resist and were destroyed.
The crying suddenly subsided a lot, and everyone felt better.
Only the ghost in blood clothes was holding an iron bucket in his hand. The mouth of the bucket was dark and swallowed by a swirling cyclone, but he was blocked by force.
After using it, Xiao Yi's face looked a little pale, and the magic power in his body was very empty.
If it weren't for a desperate move, he would never have been able to do it.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Yi said.
"I-I'll try."
Chen Yanan came back to his senses, his beautiful eyes were shining again and again.
She looked at the blood-clothed ghost holding an iron spear, immersed in her mind, and used her hands to perform the killing move.
"Nine Palaces and Bagua Array!"
In an instant, a black and white Bagua array suddenly spread on the soles of the feet.
Moreover, as Chen Yanan moved his hands, the formation extended towards the blood-clothed ghost.
The blood-clothed ghost screamed shrilly, trying to influence Chen Yanan's mind.
But fortunately, Master Kongchan came to the rear with all his strength, and the Great Compassion Mantra canceled out the crying a lot.
Zhao Yu and A Liang were not idle either, constantly killing the other monsters that were about to come.
Everyone cooperates very well, and there is a tacit understanding!
This is the power of team!!
Boom, the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation firmly enveloped this fifth-level evil spirit, and the divine light that erupted was like the Milky Way falling from the sky.
The whole world seemed to be changing and twisting.
The blood-clothed ghost seemed to have been crumpled into a ball of paper, making a series of crackling sounds.
It couldn't resist at all, and gradually became silent.
Whoa, the Nine Palaces and Bagua formation dissipated.
Chen Yanan gasped for air, his sweaty face showing excitement.
"Success!"
At this moment, A Liang and Zhao Yu also cleaned up the remaining crying ghosts.
Apart from a few living people, there were no moving ghosts on the field.