Wild candles have been smooth sailing since birth because of their pure blood. In the demon world, the ghost clan is especially particular about bloodline, and the dignity is all determined by this, which is why he can become the governor of the ghost army at such an age. Unlike the Metropolitan Governor of Longqing, the Metropolitan Governor of the Ghost Clan has a fiefdom of 100,000 households and millions of people, and he can kill and seize it at will.

He was also very satisfied with his situation, the women in the territory, almost at his disposal, none of them dared to resist, because he was especially good at women, such convenience, was what he needed the most, and he wanted to enjoy it forever.

Since the life is enjoyable, it is natural that he is reluctant to die, even if it is a ghost clan, he understands that once he dies, he will have nothing. Since I saw Ji Paper Kite that day, I found that there was such an amazing beauty in this world, and I was waiting for this thing in my heart, and I wanted to find a way to bring it back to the demon world.

It wasn't until he was hit by Lu Baichuan's arrow that he woke up, the human world is not the back garden of the ghost clan, the same masters have come out in large numbers, this human archer who is not looked down on by him, the arrow shot by him, his Huangquan power can't be stopped, so he has to use despicable means to drive the other party away from afar.

But he was very unwilling to spare his life like this, so he kept creating corpse puppets, trying to drag out the other party's physical strength, and then slowly harvest his life.

The reason why his methods succeeded was because the Terran archer had a deep hatred for him, and searched everywhere for his hiding place. But suddenly, the whereabouts of the man could no longer be found, and he manipulated the corpse puppet to turn around many times, but could not catch a single corner of his clothes, and he expected that he had fled when he saw that the situation was not good, and let out a few contemptuous mocks, and then went to the main battlefield.

At the end of the alley, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he sneered, "You dare to ambush the Governor of Ben!"

Hearing the sound of the arrow "whooshing" through the air, it shot out from the corner, and with a flick of his fingers, he shot out the power of the gray death curse, and smashed the sharp arrow into powder.

"Death to Pontus!" he moved his fingers together as if playing a harp, but there was no sound, but there was a howl of ghosts and wolves, and countless green yellow springs of power poured out of him, wisps of poisonous seaweed, drifting towards the place where the sharp arrows came.

"Ahh

A scream of terror rang out, and a shadow with a longbow was entangled in seaweed, snatched out of the corner, and flew towards the barren candle.

When the barren candle saw the archer who was snatched, a trace of different color flashed in his eyes, his face was completely immovable, and his ten fingers moved again, transforming into a ghost mark, and the power of the miserable green yellow spring formed a behemoth ghost, and he bit it when he opened his mouth, obviously it was not real, but he bit off half of the shooter's body.

The half that fell to the ground flowed out of the muddy dark yellow ghost blood.

This is clearly a ghost clan, and it died very early.

"You are not qualified to show off this trick in front of the Grand Governor!"

Wild Candle laughed wildly, reached out, and deep in the throat of the behemoth ghost, a blood-red ghost claw stretched out, and it grew infinitely, grabbing at another corner like lightning, and the wall was pierced like tofu scum, and a shadow sprang out from there, and ran away without looking back.

"I want to go!" The green light flashed in his eyes, and his pale blue skin became more and more cold and strange, and the seal in his hand changed, and the five fingers of the bloody hand in front of him suddenly expanded and tore, and spat out a terrible ghost head, with an eerie roar, and rushed out as soon as it landed, faster than lightning, and attached to the man's back in the blink of an eye.

The man was startled, and reached out to grab it, but it showed a strange smile, and then the whole body swelled, stretching out the bloody tendons like hemp ropes, and wound him tightly.

"What the hell?" the man struggled, but didn't let go.

Deserted Candle paced over unhurriedly, and saw the writhing figure on the ground, it was indeed the shooter, so he said proudly: "The magic power of my ghost clan, how can you understand it, let me die obediently, otherwise I will suffer more!" The arrow in it still hurts faintly, and he was furious all of a sudden, "You lowly race, you dare to hurt my noble ghost clan, see if I don't call you alive or dead!"

As he spoke, he was about to move his powers, but unexpectedly, the people on the ground suddenly stopped struggling, turned his face at him, and said with a smile: "The ghost clan is so noble, why don't you stop obeying the orders of the White Emperor City and become a country of its own, isn't it beautiful?"

"Who are you?" What he saw was an unfamiliar face, wearing Lu Baichuan's clothes, and a bad premonition immediately rose in his heart. Suddenly, the air boiled, and he turned around to look at it suddenly, only to see that there was a small courtyard behind the corner where the arrow was first shot, and on the roof of the small courtyard, Lu Baichuan was playing the strings there.

The bow was entrenched by the silver dragon, and the strings were thicker than the dragon's tendons, and Lu Baichuan could not fully pull the strings, but only opened a little, and the air rioted like a rebel army, and the roof tiles under his feet were like rulers who had been trampled on the ground, "trembling".

"You ugly thing, use the Huangquan spell to make me lose a big face in front of the dragon's head, and you also teamed up with those demons to hunt down my Yanshan thieves, today let you know if you can afford to provoke Yanshan thieves!"

While Lu Baichuan scolded angrily, the silver dragon on his arms seemed to come to life, flowed to the bowstring, and turned into an arrow, as if giving birth to a boost, deepening the strength, and making the Bauhinia bow be pulled halfway through. Only halfway through, the sound of a dragon's groan could be faintly heard, and a silver dragon head had formed at the arrow.

Seeing that the dead soul was rising, the desolate candle instinctively wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't take a step, looked down, and couldn't help but burst: "Let go!"

It turned out that the unfamiliar face on the ground, I don't know when he broke free from the restraints, and used a sword made of unknown material as soft as a snake, wrapped around his ankle, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"As noble as Your Excellency, you can't die with an arrow. Ye Xiaolang lay on the ground, holding the sword in one hand, propping up his chin in the other, and let out a cheap laugh.

"You!" The barren candle almost crushed his teeth, but he didn't care about it, and hurriedly pinched the seal, and the power of Huangquan poured out without capital, forming an even more colossal ghost thing, and swallowed it towards Lu Baichuan.

"Wyvern Shooter!"

Lu Baichuan snorted coldly, the sound of strings came out, and the qi machine skyrocketed, closing the airspace within the range, turning into a meteor and shooting out, crashing through the ghosts.

The barren candle was in terror, and he didn't even have time to scream, and his head was directly smashed into slag.

Lu Baichuan looked at it in a daze for a moment, then clenched his fists and let out a hearty laugh. However, the good times did not last long, and he soon fell down because of the loss of strength, rolled directly to the ground, and fell with bared teeth.

"Brother Lu, it's really you, this master of the ghost clan has really been cleaned up by you. Ye Xiaolang came out of nowhere, and helped him to the corner with a smile and sat down.

"If it weren't for the night boy, I'd only be afraid of the fierce and auspicious, thank you. He barely stood up and hugged his fist to the night wave.

"You're welcome. However, at this glance, I know that it is a fat ghost clan, and the loot will be divided more among me. Ye Xiaolang shook his hand and took out a Qiankun ring, and said with a wink.

Lu Baichuan said: "The night young man just needs to choose the needs first." ”

"Then don't be polite to Brother Lu. ”

The two of them are sharing the spoils of war, and the life-and-death struggle at the bridgehead has also reached a critical juncture.

Yan Li saw that Yan Chaoyang was about to make a "god and demon change" again, and seeing that he couldn't stop it, he had to think about the aftermath instead.

Yan Chaoyang was inspired by the curse on Yan Li's body and the "Divine Recipe for Leaving the Mountain" as the foundation to create this "god and demon change".

The first is the iris of the eyeball, that is, the state of the real name manifestation, if the pupil is further opened, the demon king is released, the real name can be nourished, so that the body is completely demonized, although it is not a systematic mastery, whenever it is used, but it can instantly have terrible power, and the challenge of crossing the level is just leisure.

However, each time it can only last for a short time, and because the real name is damaged, the soul will be strongly counterattacked, as if it has been taken away and become a completely different person. If it's human, it's easy to do. But no, the back of the extreme demonic nature is the extreme divinity.

In the eyes of Yan Li and others, it is this extreme divinity, full of evil meaning.

After each backlash, the cycle becomes longer, at first, it was only two hours, and when it came to Yongling, it lasted for three months.

If you continue like this, it is likely that after a certain time, you will never recover, even if the body is still alive, but it is controlled by another person, which is equivalent to death. Yan Li reached a consensus with Yan Shiyi, no matter what, Yan Chaoyang was strictly forbidden to use the "god and demon change".

It's just that at this point, Yan Chaoyang can't take care of so much.

The real name at the foot is to further open the pupils.

Xue Yan's eyebrows trembled, that day by the river, he was on the side of the river, it was because of this warning that he would make a move, and now it happened again, although he couldn't believe that the little initiation cultivator could threaten him, but he trusted his judgment very much, so he didn't hesitate to make a move.

The force field of life and death ruled the whole field at once, squeezing out the Heavenly Remnant Law Domain, and all the energy wandering in the outside world was extracted, and the real name was one of them, without this energy, it could no longer manifest, and the blood-colored iris visibly faded.

Yan Chaoyang was already about to open his pupils, but suddenly lost the strength to support him, and the injuries in his body exploded even more violently, he couldn't help but snort, his body shook, if it wasn't for the dragon soul gun, he would have fallen.

"Chaoyang!" Yan Li gritted his teeth to get up.

"Brother Xue, why did you rob me!" Tianyan shouted angrily.

"Didn't you leave one for you, let me solve this first. Xue Mad didn't want to say more, raised his palm, the demon yuan condensed, and slashed away at Yan Chaoyang in the air.

The air was visibly torn apart.

Yan Chaoyang was so shaky that he couldn't even open his eyes, and he didn't know how to dodge at all, and he was about to be torn in half by the energy that came from the sky.

Bang!

At the last moment, Yan Li finally stood up and ran the hidden sword technique, blocking this energy, leaving the cliff as heavy as a mountain immediately, and was smeared with a thick layer of lead.

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