Tan Xin's fingertips pierced Feng Ting's heart, and after some digging, his heart was completely broken. Feng Ting died in the battle without even delivering a punch, and he died again in a ghost state.
, even if there was not much of the majestic soul of the rebirth-level martial artist left, the remaining strand of soul was crumpled into a ball by Tan Xin, and thrown to Qi Liandao together with Qin Hong's soul.
"Lian Dao, do what you have to do, and I will do the rest!"
With a ferocious look on his face, Tan Xin carried most of the luck of the ghost world, raised his palms, and killed hundreds of monks from the three tribes and the upper and fifth realms in the air. He was extremely daring!
…
Qi Liandao rushed towards the depths of Jiuyou Dragon Court with a flaming red talisman. Just in front of him stood a stone tablet engraved with pale golden characters. This stone tablet was the seal leading to the burial ground of True Dragon Zhaoying.
, these are all things Qi Liandao has figured out a long time ago. As for the key to the seal, they are the souls of Zhenlong Zhaoying's former subordinates, Qin Hong, Feng Ting, and Shu Fan. Unless these three people die, no one can
The remains of a close-up real dragon Zhaoying.
"Whoosh!"
Qi Liandao raised his sleeves, and the eleventh-level female Sword Immortal suddenly appeared in mid-air. The most beautiful woman in ancient times had resentment written all over her pretty face, and she angrily shouted: "Qi Liandao, you must not be nice..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Liandao's bloody fingertips passed by, and the head of the female swordsman immediately rolled down from her neck, and she died on the spot.
"Do you really think I'm keeping you out of pity?"
Qi Lian sneered, raised his hand to absorb Shu Fan's soul into his palm, blended it with the other two souls, and then used secret techniques to drive the three souls into the stone tablet. For a moment, the stone tablet burst out
A golden light soared into the sky, followed by countless obscure and complicated ancient restrictions being opened one after another. The tombstone slowly moved backwards, leaving a passage leading directly to the underground burial ground.
…
"come!"
In the Nine Nether Dragon Court, Tan Xin looked ferocious, looking like a half-human, half-corpse. However, his body was full of ghost luck. The combination of the Green Soul Tracing Technique and the refining and possession of the wandering corpse gave Tan Xin a
The strength is infinitely close to the late stage of the Fourteenth Realm. In addition, she has completed the feat of unifying the ghosts before, and has most of the luck of the ghosts in the world, so her combat power is extremely powerful!
"Look for a fight!"
In the wind, behind Ning Yuansheng appeared the nine-headed lion's dharma form, and left it with a fierce palm. On the right, Fu Sheng, dressed as a scholar, refined two scrolls and turned them into complex golden written sword energy.
It blasted to Tan Xin's right side. Under the siege of these two thirteen-level monsters, Tan Xin had no fear in his eyes, only endless fighting intent. He raised his hands and shattered Ning with his sharp claws with his left hand.
Yuan Sheng's attack method instantly shattered Fu Sheng's two golden swords with his right hand. He opened his mouth and shouted loudly, and endless ghost flames poured out, forcing Ning Yuan Sheng and Fu Sheng to retreat.
"laugh!"
In the air, a blazing sword energy fell from the sky and hit the top of Tan Xin's head. It was a sharp sword from the Thirteenth Level Confucian Sword Immortal Jing Chu. This sword was so cruel that it cut off Tan Xin's scalp.
He opened it, and a wisp of black blood flowed down his face. At the same time, two natal flying swords attacked back and forth, trying to crush Tan Xin's body in one fell swoop.
However, Tan Xin raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, and the sword energy above his head suddenly rushed up. The moment he dodged the two natal flying swords, he raised his hand and slapped it down, and the rich palm power suddenly turned into countless sticky substances.
The sight of the blood-colored innocent souls, like vines, actually locked two natal flying swords in it. She looked at Jing Chu and said with a ferocious smile: "I have never drunk the blood of a scholar in the Thirteenth Realm."
"Kill me if you can, and drink as much as you can!"
Jing Chu controlled two natal flying swords and struggled to get out of trouble. He swung the sword in his hand again, but it was directly knocked away by Tan Xin's palm. On the contrary, Tan Xin raised his palm, and his fingertips turned into a blazing light.
This blow to Ben Jingchu's heart was really too cruel. Qin Hong and Feng Ting both died from this move before!
"Uncle, be careful!"
Gu Lingyu folded paper in the air and folded a page full of Confucian characters into a small boat. He handed it out in an instant, and the boat immediately shattered. However, Tan Xin's sure-fire move was also defused. For a moment, Tan Xin fiercely
Looking at the young scholar, he was obviously only a member of the Twelve Realm, but his Confucian charm was quite impressive. This kind of person must be killed if he has the chance!
"Boom!"
A heavy punch fell from the sky, hitting Tan Xin's back hard, and then three sword energy hit Tan Xin's throat. It was from the joint attack of Long Dongjun, Xie Yiying, and Chen Mengjun that the human monk was in danger.
At that time, the people who needed to be rescued the most were naturally the human monks. The matter of blood being thicker than water was actually in everyone's mind like a mirror.
"It's just you?!"
Tan Xin suddenly raised his body, and the majestic ghost energy spread out, and unexpectedly knocked Long Dongjun, a martial artist in the rebirth realm, away. At the same time, he raised his fingertips and stabbed Xie Yiying.
"Xie Jianxian, be careful!"
At the moment when Xie Yiying felt chills in her heart, she saw a figure appearing over there. It was Xu Shuo of the Mohist family, dragging a cyan formation in his hand. The source of the formation was tightly binding Tan Xin's body, causing
Xie Yiying had enough time to avoid the sword. The moment Xie Yiying moved sideways, she raised her hand and dozens of sword energy hit Tan Xin's body.
I, Xie Yiying, travel the world and will never suffer losses.
Tan Xin roared angrily, dragged the thread of the formation, and threw it out suddenly. Xu Shuo's body suddenly flew out and hit the distant peaks heavily. He was already injured in just a moment.
In the air, the monks in the colorful world finally took action. Ran Qing waved his long sleeves and sacrificed a natal object in the air. It was a big green bell, which forcibly enveloped Tan Xin and shouted: "God-given opportunity,
Why don’t you do it yet?!”
For a moment, Jing Chu, Cao Yan, Nan Qingfeng, Xie Yiying and others drew their swords one after another. The sword energy burst out from the ground and struck Tan Xin's body inside the big bell. After receiving this blow, Tan Xin was already dead.
He was covered in blood, but Ran Qing was not having a good time either. The big green bell had countless cracks. Just as he was about to take back this natal object, he saw the big bell explode instantly. Tan Xin broke through the bell and came out.
With a ferocious look on his face: "Old man, you hurt me and you still expect to come back alive?"
Ran Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, his life objects were destroyed, and the Thirteenth Realm was shaky. The loss to this industry was too great!
"Continue the attack!"
Ning Yuansheng and Fu Sheng used magic means to attack again. Ning Yuansheng's expression was quite serious: "Don't give her a chance to breathe. We are fighting in the world of ghosts. Tan Xin is the ghost emperor, and she will become stronger as she fights.
If we delay, we will eventually die under her claws sooner or later!"
"Hahahaha~~~"
On the ground, although Tan Xin was covered in blood and in a miserable state, the ferocity in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he smiled and said: "You also know!?"
…
Outside the Nine Nether Dragon Court.
On the mountains, wisps of figures came through the wind. They were a large group of Jindan players from the national server. Lin Zhao, Shen Xingchen, Leng Yan, Chen Xue and others were among them. Looking from a distance, inside the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard
The brilliance was overwhelming, and the afterglow of a Taoist spell rising into the sky was dizzying. It was obvious that an earth-shattering battle was taking place in the Nine Nether Dragon Court.
"About to arrive!"
Su Xinghe stepped on the flying sword and frowned: "Everyone, hurry up!"
But at this moment, strands of golden gravel suddenly condensed into vines, rising into the sky from the earth, and bound their feet and flying magic weapons with a "pap-pap-pap-pap" sound. A ghost king holding a war blade was directly below.
Appeared, holding countless vines made of fine sand in his hand, it was the legendary Ghost King of Huangcheng. He pulled hard, and everyone fell down.
"snort!"
The Ghost King of Huangcheng looked at a group of players and sneered: "The Empress ordered me to guard the periphery of the Nine Nether Dragon Court and don't let those miscellaneous fish disturb the battlefield inside the Nine Nether Dragon Court. Do you think you are doing well? You want to join the Nine Nether Dragon Palace?"
Ting, let’s pass the level of the Ghost King of Huangcheng first!”
As he spoke, he raised his sword, and countless ghost soldiers behind him rushed away.
"Depend on!"
Ding Chi gritted his teeth: "Sorry, you won't let us in?"
"Then there's no way!"
Ishi Cangliang held up the sword blade and said in a deep voice: "Let's go together and deal with the Ghost King of Huangcheng first!"
"Um!"
At least 500 Jindan players from all major guilds rushed away to attack the Ghost King of Huangcheng and his army. However, they would definitely not be able to destroy them in a short time. Being delayed was already irreversible.
Sand is constantly blowing in the wind, and vines that condense on their own are dancing. Whenever a player leaves the surface and is pulled down, even struggling is in vain.
Lin Zhao's body sank. The second-level warrior was extremely fast. After dodging the devouring attack of a giant-mouthed ghost soldier, he slashed its neck with a sword, and then dozens of flying swords flew out.
The giant-mouthed ghost soldier was killed in one round of strikes. From a distance, another large group of ghost soldiers came to kill, so the sword energy cage was swung out, followed by a round of AOE strangulation using the sword-breaking style of moonfall.
He looked in the direction of the Nine Nether Dragon Court, and he was worried. There were too many things to worry about. Many people from the upper five realms of the human race had gone to the Nine Nether Dragon Court to prevent the reincarnation of the real dragon. Will Xiaojiuer also go?
Will Lin Wanhua, who has been missing for a long time, be here? Looking at the posture in the Nine Nether Dragon Court, this battle must be extremely dangerous!
Since you are not allowed to move in the air, what about the ground? The Ghost King of Huangcheng cannot really be that powerful.
So, Lin Zhao summoned the snow-rock war horse, got on the horse and said in a deep voice: "Chen Xue, Xingchen, I leave the situation outside to you. I will take a detour from the ground to the Nine Nether Dragon Court."
"Well, be careful!"
…
On the ground, Lin Zhao was not the only one who wanted to take a roundabout way to the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard. There was also an old man who was leaning on a hiking stick and hanging a green gourd on his waist. He walked all the way along the foot of the mountain and finally reached the Nine Nether Dragon Courtyard.
At the entrance, I stretched my head to look at the scene inside. I saw monks from three tribes besieging Tan Xin in the Nine Nether Dragon Court. Magic arts were dancing wildly, flying swords were rampant, and various spells and methods were happening one after another.
"Oh my god, it's so scary..."
The old Taoist hurriedly leaned against the rock wall, quickly unscrewed the stopper of the green gourd, and took a sip of wine to calm down the shock!
