The huge blood-colored scythe lay behind her, and the Spirit Blood Dance looked at the Ghost Emperor indifferently, obviously her eyes had long been blind, but the Ghost Emperor could clearly sense those two pressing gazes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Interesting little girl!" The Ghost Emperor had actually noticed the Spirit Blood Dance a long time ago, and the Death Dance, which was also cultivated, had a different attraction to her for some reason, the living beings instinctively chased the light, while the Netherworld Ghost Clan was chasing death, pure death.

"Actually, we don't have to fight, I don't have any malicious intent, I just want to invite Miss Spirit Blood Dance to be a guest of our clan!"

"Not interested!" Spirit Blood Dance said indifferently and flatly refused.

"That's a pity, it's only offended!" the Ghost Emperor had a regretful expression, and wisps of smoke overflowed from the cracks in his armor and swirled beside the Ghost Emperor.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" the scythe in his hand slammed into the ground with a crisp clash, and a streamer of light was seen from the scythe along his arm covering the whole body of the spirit blood dance.

The pitch-black and red-colored armor had already covered the whole body of the Spirit Blood Dance at this time, and the slender and delicate armor was engraved with traces of patterns and inscriptions, and the same armor as the bell The set on the Spirit Blood Dance was also from Wu Huan's hand.

The two women's cultivation focuses are different, so the performance of the armor will not be the same, compared with the armor of the bell that looks like a light armor ornament, the armor of the Spirit Blood Dance is exquisite, and the warmth in the blood moon is even more soaked in killing intent, and when you see the armor of the bell, people may be amazed at the artwork, and seeing this armor is a killing weapon.

"Okay!" Unlike the armor that he had condensed with his own secret magic talent, the Ghost Emperor highly praised the armor on the Spirit Blood Dance, so aptly showing the characteristics of the Spirit Blood Dance, such a pair of armor was enough to raise her combat power to the limit.

"Tear up!"

With the crisp sound of paper tearing, a slash slashed directly from the Spirit Blood Dance Scythe, and the half-moon-shaped slash cut through the space and slashed horizontally, and the indestructible momentum came to the face.

"Hmph!" the Ghost Emperor snorted softly and raised his left hand, and five pitch-black sword blades crisscrossed before the Spirit Blood Dance slashed.

While!

With a crisp explosion, the five sword blades slashed into the slashing qi blades of the Spirit Blood Dance, making a piercing "zizi" sound like a wire rubbing against an iron block.

Needless to say, the Ghost Emperor is very strong, and the ten sword-like black nails seem to have spirituality, as if they have spirituality, and with the movement of her fingers, they attack the Spirit Blood Dance from a strange angle, and at this time, the giant scythe in the Spirit Blood Dance hand not only did not play an advantage under the opponent's attack, but was a little restricted by others because of the size problem.

"Little girl, I'm just inviting you as a guest, why resist so much!" a smile appeared on the ghost emperor's pale face, which was obviously beautiful but gave people a sense of horror.

"Your death has gone astray and begun to fight back, and it is simply unrealistic to want to learn from other inheritance paths to make up for yourself, not to mention the change of inheritance, is the Yin World Ghost Clan still the Yin World Ghost Clan!" The voice of the Spirit Blood Dance sounded in the ears of the Ghost Emperor, and the Ghost Emperor's face suddenly changed greatly, and the other party really knew.

"Then I can't help you!" The Ghost Emperor moved, and his originally careless aura suddenly condensed, and a trace of gray mist flashed from the bottom of the Ghost Emperor's eyes.

A black shadow suddenly burst out, spanning the entire ring in an instant, Dao sparks burst towards the Spirit Blood Dance, and the armor on the body flashed a burst of ghostly light, and several traces engraved on the void slowly dissipated.

"Isn't the armor good!" the Ghost Emperor could feel the hardness of the armor on Spirit Blood Dance's body, and there was a feeling of paralysis when his invincible finger sword slashed on it.

"So fast!" Spirit Blood Dance was also secretly frightened, the path taken by the Netherworld Ghost Clan and Dapeng Golden Wings was very similar, both were speed, only one was ghostly and unpredictable, and the other was pure speed.

"Next time, I'll cut your delicate face!" the sword danced in front of the Ghost Emperor's eyes, and he looked at the Spirit Blood Dance with ill will.

"Come on!" the scythe stood behind him, and the Spirit Blood Dance pushed his spiritual sense to the limit.

"The creatures of the ghost clan don't have the breath of life, and it is generally useless to rely on the spiritual sense that captures the fluctuations of life! That's why they are called the ghost clan, strange creatures between life and death!" Obviously, many people are not optimistic about the Spirit Blood Dance, because the opponent is not just an ordinary creature.

A black shadow suddenly cut through the sky, and silently, the Ghost Emperor grabbed the Spirit Blood Dance with one hand, and the five finger swords came out together and grabbed the face of the Spirit Blood Dance from different directions, saying that it was really not a joke to draw the face of the Spirit Blood Dance.

While!

A crisp sound suddenly came, and at some point, the handle of the sickle replaced the face of Spirit Blood Dance, and the five finger swords hit the handle at the same time in no particular order, making an explosion.

Sou!

A huge black shadow suddenly broke through the air from below, and the spirit blood danced and scythe slashed directly from the bottom plate.

"Hmph!" The Ghost Emperor who had returned in vain suddenly retreated like a ghost, dodging the sword of the Spirit Blood Dance, and the two of them attacked and defended each other amazingly quickly.

"I admire your courage for daring to attack head-on!" Wu Huan has not been able to gain the upper hand in the face of Spirit Blood Dance so far, and obviously the Ghost Emperor is not good either.

The ghost shadow is overwhelming, the ghost emperor seems to be ruthless and suddenly attacked, she did not let go of all the directions on the upper and lower sides of the lower plate, the attack of the ghost clan is already weird and biased, the trick is fatal, and the ghost emperor who has let go of the speed is simply like a soul who asks for his life and dances with spiritual blood, the poignant face is pale, how to look at how panicked, too gloomy.

A scythe wielded criss-crossed, wandering around the Spirit Blood Dance, at this time, this scythe is completely alive as spiritual, for others, the figure of the Ghost Emperor is a headache, but the scythe is like a shark that has seen blood, and it bites the attack of the Ghost Emperor tightly, in the eyes of outsiders, this is no longer the Spirit Blood Dance in controlling the scythe to resist the enemy, but this scythe took the initiative to block the attack of the Ghost Emperor, and even several times the knife face was close to the Ghost Emperor's face, and it was very thrilling.

"Damn!" the Ghost Emperor had already cursed for the first time, and she noticed that the difficulty of the Spirit Blood Dance was skyrocketing at a rocket-like rate.

"Stop, this woman is very restrained by you, I'll come!" At this moment, a deep male voice sounded in the Ghost Emperor's ears.

"Is she worthy!" the Ghost Emperor seemed to be a little excited.

"Her realm is higher than yours!" the male voice whispered, and almost at the same time, the shadow behind the Ghost Emperor suddenly stretched out and swept the sky, as if the shadow of the Ghost Emperor was covering the earth.

"Woo ......" a black shadow rushed into the air in a poignant and sharp whisper. Spread your wings, and suddenly a pitch-black flame enveloped half of the sky.

"Nine Nether Sparrows!" The Ghost Emperor was inhabited by the Nine Nether Sparrows, the top bloodline of the Phoenix lineage, and now he came out.

"Two to one, what is this?" Wu Huan looked at Luo Shengyi.

"That's the embodiment of the Ghost Emperor's contract partner's own combat power, this is not a two-on-one!" Luo Shengyi explained.

"Damn, this is all right!" Wu Huan found that those who have contract partners seem to have an advantage.

"Woo ......" As soon as the Nine Shadow Sparrow came out, there was a cry, and the wings spread and the endless flames swept in, the fire of the Nine Shadow Sparrow is the Soul Fire, in addition to the high temperature, it will also burn the Spiritual Sense, whoever scans this Spiritual Flame with the Spiritual Sense will definitely be very interesting.

"Fallen dreams!" Spirits called softly, and a halo of light suddenly spread out under his feet, and a pitch-black nightmare beast emerged from the ground, and Spiritblood Dance's blood-colored eyes looked at the sparrow hostilely.

While!

With a crisp metal touch, pieces of armor flew over and fit the nightmare beast's body, and suddenly a complete and hideous set of armor wrapped the nightmare beast in its entirety, and the black arrogance soared, and the fallen dream and the spirit blood dance echoed each other, and the momentum was unstoppably raised.

"Knight?" Illusory World's voice sounded in Wu Huan's ears, this ancient profession still has a heritage.

There are countless schools of interstellar joint combat skills with contract partners, but in the end, the forces of both sides are unified, and the more the power is unified, the more the requirements for both sides of the contract are restricted, and the final binding is a covenant of life and death, which is basically a legend.

A sword burst through the fire, and the scythe in the hand of the Spirit Blood Dance on the back of the fallen dream emitted a blood-red array of light, and the aura was shocking, and the sword went up against the air and broke through the fire, but it shattered several feet in front of the Nine Nether Sparrows, so to speak, this Nine Nether Sparrow is also a true emperor-level master.

"Heavy armor, collapse!"

"Click!"

In a piercing cracking sound, the heavy armor on the Ghost Emperor's body directly shattered, and the whole body momentum of the Ghost Emperor with a pair of light armor rose wildly again, and he pounced directly with a loud shout, and the speed was more than a little faster, and at the same time, the nine ghostly sparrows like black shadows in the sky swooped down and followed closely behind the Ghost Emperor, and once again disappeared into her shadow, and suddenly a layer of pitch-black flames appeared on the Ghost Emperor's body.

"Combined Technique!" At this time, the Ghost Emperor's momentum was raised again and again to a terrifying level, gathering the power of himself and the Nine Ghost Sparrows, and the Ghost Emperor's combat power at this time was absolutely close to the Sea Emperor and others, and sure enough, when it was time to fight hard, everyone had hole cards that could not be underestimated.

"Fallen Dream, Resonance!" A low shout, only Fallen Dream heard the sound of the Spirit Blood Dance, only to see the Fallen Dream Man stand up, suddenly accelerated, and rushed out towards the Ghost Emperor, as the Fallen Dream rushed out, a huge phanther appeared behind him, wearing a robe, straddled the skeleton war horse, and pounced out with the Spirit Blood Dance.

"What a knight!" exclaimed Phantom Shiyuan, this ancient profession still has a heritage.

A black line pierced the sky, and the black fire on the other side hit the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the ring crossed instantly, and the two figures staggered past each other but in an instant.

On the edge of the ring, Fallen Dream restrained the impact of the footsteps, and the wisps of flames on the scythe dissipated, and the five claw marks on his chest penetrated deep into the armor, and the inside was even more red, and the Spirit Blood Dance was injured and was cut through the armor skin by the Ghost Emperor's claws.

"What a quick sword!" On the other side, the Ghost Emperor slowly turned around and was not injured at all, shrouded in black flames, eerie and terrifying, and it seemed that she had the upper hand.

"You've lost!" Spirit Blood Dance's voice was very low, but she said something incomprehensible, obviously she was injured and the Ghost Emperor was unscathed!