Jin Xiaolin's battle with the Ghost Gu was actually fighting with countless Holy Ancestors who had died in her hands.

With every punch she struck, dozens of Saint Ancestor's necromantic spirits were scattered. At the same time, some of her power was consumed. However, the number of necromancy is so much, the number is incalculable, and it can be replenished anytime and anywhere, even if she is strong enough to be proud of the world, but she can't withstand such a drain!

Once she is exhausted, what awaits her is the fate of being torn apart and swallowed by countless necromancers. Not to mention what kind of disaster will it bring to this continent once the ghost Gu that no one can control is out of control......

Why!

Why do those old things, always stop at all costs, and hinder her?

Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, like a pair of phoenix wings, fluttering their wings!

It means she's angry, outright angry.

Jin Xiaolin stopped her attack and stood in the clouds like a god, her beautiful eyes looking indifferently at the ghost Gu head that was rushing towards her.

She opened her arms, drew a large circle in front of her, and pushed her hands forward.

Her movements are full of beauty, as if she is dancing, but the power of each movement is incomparable, as if she could destroy the earth with her bare hands.

Everyone in the Donghan Plain felt their hearts stagnate at this moment, and their eyes involuntarily looked in the direction of the Jin clan, making a gesture of worship. The Holy Elders who were fighting against the Golden Gu Shock with all their might also felt their qi and blood boiling, and then gave up their will to resist. Including the Golden Gu Insect King, at this moment, he actually got rid of Jin Xiaolin's control, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

The ghost Gu also sensed an unusual aura, and a trace of fear crossed the blood-red giant eyes.

As Jin Xiaolin's hands were pushed out, a stream of gold threads erupted from her arms and palms, this golden thread was different, full of divine meaning, like a golden river gushing out continuously, rapidly expanding in the cold clouds, the silk threads intertwined and extended, and finally formed a huge golden worm, floating between the clouds and mist.

This is a gold worm that everyone in the Jin clan knows, but it is a little different, it actually has three eyes on its head, and its pupils are all golden!

"How could it be ......" Jin Chong was taken aback.

"Two Golden Gus?" the Great Elder muttered as his eyes widened.

The others were also dumbfounded, and the caterpillar that had regained its consciousness looked at the golden worm in the clouds, twisted its body into a human form, and then made a prostration.

It knew that this golden worm was not a golden Gu, but a puppet of the first generation of insect kings that Jin Xiaolin had conjured up by injecting it into the original golden cocoon with her own power!

Sure enough, the golden cocoon was taken by her!

Jin Xiaolin's transformation puppet consumed most of her strength, and the body of the necromancer also became weak, and she fell from the clouds, holding on to the stone pillar to catch her breath.

As soon as the first generation of insect king puppets appeared, they tore at the ghost Gu, as if they had such a will to not allow such a dirty and evil existence like the ghost Gu!

Although the ghost Gu was afraid of the sacred aura of the insect king puppet, in order to protect himself, he did not hesitate to launch a counterattack.

Its mountain-like body leaped into the sky, entangled and bitten with the insect king puppet.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

There was a huge crashing sound in the cold clouds, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth, as if the gods were beating a giant drum in it!

This level of battle is no longer something that the rules of the Garo Continent can bear, and you can vaguely see something like a giant net flashing at the end of the sky, twisting, vibrating, and deforming in the impact, as if it could break at any time!