Jie Jie... A piece of cold white smoke drifted in, and a fierce ghost with disheveled hair and white clothes loomed in it. Looking from a distance, I could only see the white smoke and Yi Heng's shadow, but it was
Where is the unseen entity?
Lu Xiaotian frowned secretly. It looked somewhat similar to the mirage wolf he had encountered before, but it was not exactly the same. What shrouded this white smoke was actually a rather powerful late-stage smoke ghost king.
The ground is still trembling. A giant skeleton elephant that is dozens of feet tall and has two long bone teeth is wearing a thick armor. Except for two giant cattail-like ears on its head, it looks somewhat similar.
Bone crocodile.
"I heard that there are some incredible human masters here in Wangyue Cultivation World, so I came here for a while. Who dares to fight with me?"
The voice of the giant crocodile elephant ghost king could be heard for hundreds of miles. Even the early Yuanying monks who were closer felt a sting in their ears. Fortunately, the crocodile elephant ghost king only faced these Yuanying monks, otherwise if those golden elixir monks were allowed to
If it is involved, I am afraid it will cause considerable consequences. Of course, not only the human monks, but also the low-level ghosts can't stand the vibration of this sound wave.
Behind the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King, a rolling black cloud is none other than Youtian, the late-stage ghost king of the Youyun Ghost Clan.
Wen Changyun and Ji Qianshui's expressions changed slightly. The Crocodile Elephant Ghost King was actually much more powerful than the previous Aodu Ghost King with red eyes and protruding elbows. Although only four late-stage ghost kings came,
The Aodu Ghost King is still a few points ahead of Wen Changyun. Now another guy with stronger strength has arrived. As for the Lingquan Ghost King who had fought against Zhao of Qingdan Palace before, his methods were equally powerful, but now he has disappeared.
There are already as many as five powerful late-stage ghost kings in front of us, with Aodu Ghost King and Crocodile Elephant Ghost King being the strongest. Aodu Ghost King and Wen Changyun are still only in the middle, although their ghost power is slightly better, but I don't think so.
It is not easy to completely defeat Wen Changyun. This small gap is not enough to determine the outcome of the two strong players in the later stage.
It's just that the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King also gave Wen Changyun a bit of a frightening feeling. Wen Changyun, Ji Qianshui and others couldn't help but think of what Lu Xiaotian had said. Sure enough, there was another world beyond Qingyu Continent.
At present, there are as many as five late-stage ghost kings appearing alone. The Ancient Sword Sect includes Wen Changyun, Xiao Tiannan, and Lu Wenhua.
There are Ji Qianshui and Zhao Dingran in the Qingdan Palace. Duyang Zhenren of Moyang Sect has already stepped into the threshold of the late great monks, but after all, there is still a thin line between them.
A golden light flashed in the distance, and a figure like a huge golden-winged silkworm came through the sky. It was none other than the Great Monk of the Southern Wilderness, Celestial Silkworm Evil Lord.
Although the Alliance has one more member than the Ghost Clan, the sudden appearance of the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King has added some variables to the situation.
Wangyue, Nanhuang, various sects, and Nascent Soul cultivators in casual cultivation totaled about fifty or sixty people, and Nanhuang only had Wangyue less than a quarter of them.
It's just that the ghost clan and ghost king realm in front of us has also reached a level that makes people look at them. Compared with Wangyue, there are five or six more immortal cultivators in the Southern Wilderness. As for the golden elixir level ghost commanders and ghost princes, compared to the human race,
The advantage is even greater.
Regardless of winning or losing, this battle will probably be a catastrophe for the Qingyu Continent.
All kinds of spiritual birds, ghost birds, covering the sky and the sun, monks on both sides, mortal armies, and countless cannon fodder-level bones and skeletons, stretched for thousands of miles. Even Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a little confused when he saw the magnificent human-ghost battlefield in front of him.
Sideways glance.
"You humans will give up half of the Qingyuan Continent to give my ghost tribe a place to live. This time our ghost tribe's army will stop fighting." The urn of the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King made a sound, and the sound vibrated towards Wen Changyun and other Nascent Soul monks.
Come.
"It's a joke. If humans and ghosts don't coexist, how can they coexist? If you allow your ghost tribe to occupy half of the area, Qingyu Continent will be eaten away by ghost energy sooner or later. From the moment you break out of the ghost cave, this battle will begin.
It is inevitable that unless you return to the ghost cave again, there will be no room for maneuver!" Wen Changyun said in a strong tone, "Fighting for the orthodoxy that has been passed down for countless generations in our Qingyu Continent, all the monks in the Qingyu Continent have no chance.
Escape!"
"Tao Tong? Don't you see how many fewer monks you have from the Qi Refining Stage to the Golden Core Stage compared to my ghost clan? As long as we hold back you bunch of Yuanying old monsters, my ghost clan's army will be enough to slaughter all your juniors.
How can the remaining old monsters like you maintain the orthodoxy of Qingyu Continent?" Aodu Ghost King sneered.
"How can we know the outcome without a fight? Fellow Taoist Wen, let's fight and let these ghosts know why our human race has been the master of Qingyu Continent for tens of millions of years!" Zhao of Qingdan Palace said of course.
A cloud of fire rolled over his body, and he was surrounded by waves of fire like a tide. All the ghostly energy that invaded from the opposite side was burned away under the cloud of fire.
Lu Xiaotian felt strange in his heart. The little fire crow, who was addicted to fire, was surprisingly unresponsive this time. Could it be that he was full after taking a small wisp of the blown-up Van Luo True Fire last time?
"It's really a pity. Without the fire-loving guy like Xiao Ya, we would lose an important helping hand when we encounter those fire monks in the future."
Just as Lu Xiaotian was thinking about it, the war drums on both sides were already thundering loudly. On the side of the Moon-Watching Southern Wilderness Alliance, the Dharma drums made of monster skins were ringing. Even Lu Xiaotian was filled with blood and wanted to fight.
A lot of desire. As for the low-level monks, they shouted and drank under the vibration of the drums.
On the opposite side of the ghost clan, countless bones and heavy hammers were beating on the drums, and several bone horns that were tens of feet long were pointed at the sky. The desolate and evil long cry made hundreds of thousands of ghost clan of high level emit.
Crazy screams.
The human race and the ghost race's army were like two huge torrents colliding together. In an instant, under the violent impact, the two colliding torrents were evenly matched for a while, but the momentum of the collision was straight forward.
Yunxiao, the space above his head seemed to be shaking, and ripples appeared one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Tiancan, follow me to fight against the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King. The other late-stage great monks will find their own opponents to fight with each other. All of you, fellow Taoist Wangyue, in the Southern Wilderness, will win or lose in this battle! Kill!" Wen Changyun shouted loudly.
, the infinite golden energy rolled out like a whirlwind, and a huge golden wheel emerged from behind Wen Changyun. Behind the huge golden wheel, there were six smaller golden wheels. Each one had a golden wheel on it.
They all had strange patterns. Seven of them merged and cast down seven golden light pillars, which swept toward the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King like pillars of thunder.
The Evil Lord of Heavenly Silkworm transformed into a huge thousand-legged golden silkworm shadow, and rolled flexibly in the air. He and Wen Changyun killed the Crocodile Elephant Ghost King. This Crocodile Elephant Ghost King was obviously more powerful than many ghost kings. As soon as the two great monks took action
, without any hesitation.
On the other side, Zhao Dingran's billowing fire clouds and You Yishui's ghostly aura as thick as substance from the Youyun Ghost Clan were strangled together, one red and one black, like two angry seas that set off a huge storm, strangled each other.