Zhou Qing used the eighty-nine mysterious skills with all his strength, and formed the Immovable Ming King Seal with his hands. The six-foot-long golden body behind him was released like the sun rising, and the Yin soldiers surrounding him were burned by the golden light emitted by the six-foot-long golden body and screamed like ghosts.
Continuously, black smoke was rising, and the six-foot-long golden body was much clearer than before. I could vaguely see that this giant statue had four sides and eight arms. Each hand seemed to be holding something, but in fact it was
It was blurry, and it seemed that although Zhou Qing's mental power had greatly increased, it was still far from enough.
With this golden body to protect him, and the fierce warrior soul ghost being attracted by Wen Lan's hundreds of new golden-armored gods, Zhou Qing was not under much pressure. He used his divine mind to turn the blood-forming magic sword and violently knocked over a big Zhang.
Mouth, the ghost of the head biting at him, the black energy was instantly sucked into the blade, and a ball of white light was spit out from the mouth of the two-headed wolf on the handle and entered the center of Zhou Qing's eyebrows, blending into the relic the size of a grain of rice. The white light of the relic was pure and flawless.
The masterpiece faintly increased by a small circle, and Zhou Qing suddenly felt that his mental power had expanded a little.
Spiritual power surged down from the center of his eyebrows like a tide, and after eighty-nine mystical skills that activated the Immovable King's Seal, it was poured into the giant golden figure behind him. The six-foot-long golden body glowed with golden light, and his face became a little clearer! He rushed forward one after another.
All the military souls were blocked by the golden light within a radius of three feet. Zhou Qing's sword movement was sometimes erratic, and sometimes he opened it wide and wide. He actually used the sword technique he had just stolen from the ghost general. Originally, Zhou Qing only needed to use all his strength.
True Yuan, open the Dutian Formation of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, and kill a hundred or so military souls with one strike without any problem, but if all the True Yuan is consumed, it is tantamount to committing suicide.
Now Zhou Qing's true energy is not moving, and he relies solely on his mental power to control the sword. His true energy is almost not consumed, and he is more relaxed and free than Xuanyuan Dharma King Wen Lanxin. Within a moment, he cut down several Yin soldiers who were fighting against the golden-armored god.
Groups of pure mental power melted into the tiny relic between the eyebrows along with the divine thought that controlled the blade. Every time a Yin soldier ghost was chopped down, Zhou Qing's relic grew larger, and his mental power became stronger. Behind him,
The golden body and giant appearance are now clearer!
It was not until Zhou Qing absorbed the power of the ghosts of more than a dozen soldiers that the relics that were originally the size of rice grains at the center of his eyebrows actually increased to the size of soybeans. The golden light emitted by the six-foot-long golden body behind him was like the waves of the sea. Even the most ferocious
All the ghosts and fierce ghosts were excluded from the golden light, but those fierce ghosts were not afraid. They rushed forward and roared to rush into the golden light. For a while, the ghosts screamed in the passage again and again, black smoke was rising, and the weaker ghosts were directly hit by the golden light.
It was refined into nothingness, and those corpses that were intact, violent and ferocious were also dispersed into black smoke, and then condensed into entities again, but each one was much weaker in momentum, obviously their vitality was burned by the golden light.
King Xuanyuan also collected a dozen Yin soldiers, and the power of the Soul-Born Blood Hand was once again increased to a new level. He felt complacent in his heart, and suddenly felt the golden light dazzling, and the ferocious and violent aura in the passage was reduced a lot, and he noticed Zhou Qing's
Looking at the strange scene on the side, I saw a six-foot-long golden figure standing behind Zhou Qing with four faces and eight arms. The four faces were facing each other, with different expressions, either happy, ferocious, indifferent, or solemn.
, especially each face has a raised eye between the eyebrows, but the eight arms are still blurry, and it is impossible to see what weapon is in the hand. "What is this?" Wen Lanxin, who is not blind, also noticed Zhou Qing
He looked at each other with Dharma King Xuanyuan and asked at the same time. Even though they were well-informed, they didn't know that the giant golden figure behind Zhou Qing was the immortal Buddha. Dharma King Xuanyuan had also seen him once in the valley.
I thought it was the Liujia Golden God, a secret method similar to Wen Lanxin's secret method of spreading beans to create soldiers, but now it seems that is not the case at all.
Kill! A long knife with deep ghost energy suddenly appeared, and the light of the knife changed continuously. No matter how Zhou Qing dodge, he could not escape the entanglement of the long knife, so he had to fight hard. The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is worthy of being an ancient demon.
Bing, driven by his own instinct, a burst of blood light burst out, directly shattering the sword formed by the condensed ghost power. However, Zhou Qing's spirit fluctuated, and his spiritual mind almost lost control of the blade. The sword was really clever, cutting directly into the
The weak point in the connection between the divine mind and the blade, if it were not for the instinct of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, this move would be enough to make Zhou Qing temporarily lose control of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. Zhou Qing quickly took back the sword and held it in his hand. Now this sword is
If you lose the items in your bottom box, not only will your strength be greatly reduced, but also whether you can get out alive will be a problem.
The ghost energy was deep and gathered into a three-tinged long sword. Zhou Qing held the sword across his chest and stared at the ghost general three feet away from him. The ghost general did not continue his attack after slashing Zhou Qing with a roar,
Rushing into the middle of the golden-armored gods who were fighting with the ghost soldiers, the long swords were flying. Every time a sword was struck, one of the golden-armored gods must be chopped apart, just like a tiger among wolves. When King Xuanyuan and Wen Lanxin came to their senses, those
Half of the golden-armored gods surrounding the three people were reduced. Numerous military souls and Yin soldiers swarmed forward. Several ghosts surrounded a golden-armored god and began to fight in a group. King Xuanyuan secretly yelled, "This golden-armored god is just right."
It can protect the whole body and prevent the three of them from being surrounded by military soul Yin soldiers. If they are surrounded and killed, I am afraid that the three of them will end up in despair.
Huge bloody hands, with divine and demonic looks, rushed towards the fierce ghost general in unison. Both of them knew that if they didn't deal with the fierce ghost leader, killing more Yin soldiers would be useless. The two of them attacked with all their strength at the same time.
But at the moment of life and death, there is no room for sloppiness. The ghost general is different from ordinary Yin soldiers. He seems to know that these two things are not easy to mess with, and he doesn't even try to deal with them. He relies on the fact that he is not an entity, and gathers and disperses, hiding from his bloody hands.
Chasing with the gods and demons, they also took time out from time to time to hack to death the golden-armored god who was fighting with several yin soldiers. King Xuanyuan and the two met such a cunning ghost general, and they were helpless for a while.
In a desperate situation, he resorted to various means, but whenever he was in danger, the ghost general used a mysterious movement method to dodge. During this pause, the golden-armored god was torn apart by the ferocious evil.
There were a lot of them, and only a few dozen were left. More Yin soldiers came around, densely packed into a territory of more than ten feet in radius. Although the three of them had killed many Yin soldiers before, but with this
Compared with the total number of nearly two thousand, it is only a few tenths.
Finally, Wen Lan's newly summoned golden-armored gods were slaughtered, and the two of them pursued the ghost general to no avail. The Yin soldiers had no obstacle, and they all swarmed forward. The ghost general flashed into a puff of black smoke and disappeared among the many Yin soldiers.
, disappeared, and even the spiritual lock between the two was blocked by the evil aura of many Yin soldiers and souls, and could not be detected at all.
When King Xuanyuan saw that the momentum was not right, he roared, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood. The soul-blood hand was stimulated by the blood, doubled in size, and grabbed a few fiercely.
The ferocious Yin soldiers rushed in front, and then Xuanyuan separated his hands, and the space opened a crack. He didn't even bother to retract the sword formation. King Xuanyuan directly escaped into the space and disappeared. However, he refused to suffer any loss, and actually appeared in the space.
I even caught a handful before running away in the end!