Chapter Eighty-Three: The Ghost
Just as Qingfeng and everyone were discussing the righteous countermeasures, the abnormal change was real, and the dragon chant shook the ground in anger, so that everyone was stunned and caught off guard.
Such as the next big movement, everyone had to pay attention, rushed out of the main hall of the sky at high speed, half a moment later Qingfeng and others stood on the top of the pavilion of the East City, looking at the field of killing twenty miles away, the battle between the green dragon and the white bones was like glue and fire, and the rolling black fog was sometimes forced to be revealed, like jade crystal clear white bones, and the sun could not hurt it in the slightest.
Although the white bones can ignore the brilliance of the scorching sun, but the black fog is frantically shaking and boiling, making people cold and piercing like falling into the nine cold caves, the bright blue ghost flame, telling the anger in his heart, as soon as he entered, he was locked by the human luck, and the terrifying green dragon spirit born by the luck of the human race was not weaker than him at all, because he had the upper hand because of the protection of humanity, and his own strength was suppressed everywhere, how could he not make him feel aggrieved!
And he also knew that it was self-defeating, so it was impossible to retreat from his whole body, and his arrogant and domineering personality took possession of retreat, which aroused anger, and at the same time, a large amount of blood food, the spirit dragon chased in the void, was a fatal temptation, and also aroused his greedy nature, so he missed the best opportunity to escape!
The white tiger arrived one step ahead of everyone, looking at the white bones shrouded in black fog, the dazzling blue flames, the eyes suddenly became bigger, and the light flashed, seizing the opportunity without hesitation, and directly entered the battle, for a while, the dragon roared, the ghost roared for hundreds of miles, the white tiger and the green dragon joined hands to fight the ghost bones, and the more they fought, the more courageous, the unyielding battle spirit made people's blood boil!
But although a spirit body has spiritual intelligence, but does not have much attack power, a strength is obviously inferior to people, Qingfeng saw that the white tiger was obviously invincible, he couldn't help but clench the battle knife in his hand, the power of the law surged, and the battle body was tight, ready to kill into it at any time to help the white tiger fight the ghost bones!
"Patriarch stays, you can't participate in the second battle!"
Qingfeng looked back at him in astonishment, if he didn't know his details, he still thought he was bewitched by a ghost?
"Patriarch, this is the opportunity of the White Tiger Spirit King, he can only face it alone, and no one else can interfere. I don't know, have you ever heard of the legend of the ghost? "Wu Chang Dao!
"Ghosts?
"The most demons are those who are eaten by tigers. Their souls cannot enter the underworld, so they can only be accomplices of the tiger that eats them, looking for food for them.
However, the most is that the Tiger Clan captures the strong of the Ghost Clan, enslaves them, and fights for themselves, and at the same time cultivates with the help of the Ghost Clan, the stronger the strength of the Ghost Clan, the stronger the Tiger Clan's cultivation speed, the higher the strength, and the White Tiger Spirit King wants to slave the ghost bones with the king rank, although it is extremely dangerous. But with the suppression of the luck true dragon, its strength has been greatly reduced, but it is not impossible to defeat!
If the ghost is the White Tiger Spirit King, he can't be subdued, but borrows the hands of others, this is not a chance, but a trouble. If you don't die, you will suffer from it!
If the ghost does not surrender, it will fight back, if the forced slave, once it is seized by the opportunity, it may also be repeated, the white tiger is the servant, and the ghost bone is the main!
—Acting for the Tiger—The White Tiger has a blood line against his ancestors, and is born with restraint against ghosts and demons, and although the realm of the ghost bone is higher than that of the White Tiger Martial King, it is suppressed by him, so it is not difficult to defeat him. It won't be long before the White Tiger subdues him, and he will have a big servant ghost, and at the same time he will cultivate strange supernatural powers, and the tribe will have one more peerless venerable!
The battle continued, but it was finally forbidden by the green dragon in a radius of more than twenty miles in the east city, all kinds of supernatural powers, blue purple, holy white, and black fog roared vigorously, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and the ghost cried wolf! Countless laws rushed to turn the land within a radius of twenty miles into ruins, if it were not for the defense of the Nine Song Great Array, the wave would be even wider!
The battle went crazy, the ghost bones were slowly suppressed, the white bone law body began to weaken, and the green dragon withdrew, firmly locking the void. The White Tiger Spirit King became more and more courageous the more he fought, his body was scarred, but he didn't care about being afraid, the Ghost Bone Emperor's Dharma Body was weak, the White Bone Body was broken in many places, and the blue flames were crumbling!
Although he is the emperor of the peerless ghost clan, he has been crisscrossing Shenzhou for countless years, committing the sins of the sky, facing the crazy revenge of all races, chasing and killing with great power, encirclement and suppression, and he is still at ease.
has absolute confidence, but I never expected that in this small Terran tribe, there will be cheating everywhere, and the peerless master will be beaten, holding his head and running away, embarrassed!
Maybe the life is not guaranteed, unprecedented grievances, leading the sky to roar, in front of the white tiger must be a shot, since you can't break through, then I will kill in advance, as long as I devour enough flesh and blood, I will not only recover, but also break through, when midnight comes, this humiliation will be repaid a hundred times, and you will definitely be worse than dead!
The powerful ghost qi attacked Qingfeng and them, and a huge paw suddenly flew by, and the attacking white bone law body was suddenly scattered, and a two-meter-large skull was spinning in the sky, and the white tiger took advantage of the attack, sealed it, and stepped on it.
The blood basin slowly gnawed, the blood-red tiger tongue rubbed against it, and the evil look in his eyes said, "The minister does not surrender!"
The ghost bones are in danger of death, and they can only succumb!
"Hand over the flames, make a contract with the Heavenly Dao, and if you betray, your soul will be scattered! Hmph, or I'll devour you directly!"
The form is stronger than people, and one of the biggest characteristics of the strong is that they are shameless, surrendered but stronger than the soul!
The green dragon let it go, and the ghost bones began to rummage through the pile of rubble!
"Uncle White Tiger, congratulations. Another help in the danger of the tribe, this is a bottle of the best elixir. Qingfeng handed over the Dan jar!
"Ah Feng, big brother, I'll heal my injuries first, and we'll come over in the evening. After speaking, he led the ghost bone that was holding the other foot away!
Today's sun seems to be setting faster than usual, and soon it has disappeared without a trace, icy cold.
Not only that, on the three hundred and fifty-mile city wall of the Qingfeng Tribe, on each road, all the bluestone giant lamps were lit up with raging flames, illuminating the entire Qingfeng Giant City red.
The blood moon hung high and the stars were shining, but soon all this was gone, and streams of yin qi were slowly rising, and the entire heaven and earth were filled with boundless coldness, covering the sky.
Time passed breathlessly, and at this moment, it was not long before the ghost night came.
Above the southern city head of the tribe, a large number of heavenly and king-level warriors of the Qingfeng tribe gathered together, the city gate was closed, and the big battle camps were waiting for each other, and there was a strange and heavy aura in the air.
I don't know how long it took, the originally calm burning flames in the bluestone giant lamp of the castle tower suddenly became beating, flickering and extinguishing, and the earth trembled.
Soon, outside the entire Qingfeng tribe city, there was a noise sounding, it seemed that there were thousands of horses galloping, and a large number of people were looming in the ink-like ghost mist, and they could even be heard whispering, but no matter how they listened, they couldn't hear what they were talking about!