Chapter 565: Each Divine Might
The thousand-year-old ghost king turned into a pitch-black streamer phantom, competing with the golden-winged white eagle and the golden-winged roc for speed, circling and flying around the golden-winged white eagle and the golden-winged roc at great speed, leaving a series of afterimages in the void that were both real and illusory;
Although the cultivation realm of the golden-winged white eagle is not much different from that of the thousand-year-old ghost king, because the thousand-year-old ghost king is a spirit body and has a special physique, he can't help the thousand-year-old ghost king for a while;
And the Golden-Winged Dapeng is a golden-winged white eagle that performs a magical secret technique, releasing the bloodline of the Golden-winged Dapeng in the body to the outside of the body, and pulling the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to converge and transform, so it is difficult to catch up with the thousand-year-old ghost king, because it is not the real Golden-winged Dapeng after all;
The golden-winged white eagle and the golden-winged Dapeng, even if they occasionally catch up with the thousand-year-old ghost king, but when the golden-winged white eagle launches an attack, the thousand-year-old ghost king will disperse in an instant, turning into a hazy ghost mist that dissipates in the air, and then condenses and forms again in the distance after an instant, making the golden-winged white eagle and the golden-winged Dapeng sigh and be helpless;
Forget Yue looked at this stalemate chase with cold eyes, and secretly wondered in her heart, why the thousand-year-old ghost king and the thousand-year-old corpse king, after the Red Flame Fire Crow escaped, were still stranded here without scruples, as if they had some kind of unknown purpose;
Forget the moon turned her eyes to look at the battle between a group of demon spirits and a large group of zombies and ghosts, only to see the flower demon, the green spirit, the firebird, the white tiger and the phantom butterfly, respectively, according to their own strengths, they were selective, and they joined the corresponding battles in a targeted manner.
"Roar!"
The white tiger roared in a deep voice, turned into a streamer phantom, as fast as a storm and lightning, rushed into a large group of zombies at great speed, opened the tiger's mouth and tore and bites, raised the tiger's claws and slapped and grabbed, sometimes jumped in the air and killed frantically, sometimes twisted his body and struck with the tiger's tail, using a brutal force to break through the bodies of zombies like copper-headed iron arms;
"Puff ..."
The firebird fluttered its wings and flew quickly, turning into a red streamer phantom, as fast as a storm and lightning, rushing into the zombie group at great speed, opening its beak without hesitation, and spitting out a steady stream of flames, instantly enveloping more than a dozen jumping zombies and igniting their bodies;
"Roar, roar, roar..."
A large group of ragged zombies, struggling frantically in the raging sea of flames, one by one full of unwilling roars to the sky, zombies are already afraid of fire, not to mention that it is still the firebird that has achieved cultivation, casting the secret art of the demon clan to spit out the origin true fire, these zombies are naturally difficult to resist;
The hard body of the zombie, which was difficult to hurt by the sword, was quickly ignited like an old rotten wood under the scorching flames, and one by one fell to the ground involuntarily, rolling all over the ground with teeth and claws in the sea of fire, and the whole body involuntarily spasmed violently, and finally filled with unwilling to die in the sea of fire;
"Buzz!"
The flower demon flew to the sky above the heads of a large group of zombies, standing proudly above the void like a cloud driving a mist, with a dazzling pink divine light blooming all over his body, and a pair of charming eyes with autumn waves, but implying an imperceptible killing intent, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, the slender lotus arms danced, sprinkling a large piece of pink pollen;
"Zizi Zi ..."
But any zombie who is injured by the white tiger, Tiefenhai, Hailiantian and blue sky, as long as there are scars on their bodies, once they are contaminated with pink pollen, they will involuntarily tremble all over in an instant, jump around in panic, and watch their bodies grow emerald green shoots;
The shoots grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after only a few breaths, they grew to a foot long, and the emerald green branches and leaves quickly turned dark green, and even the flower bones, which were supposed to be pink, turned into a strange dark red, because the flowers absorbed the corpse qi in the zombies' bodies;
"Woo Woo .."
While swaying the pink pollen, the flower demon raised his hands as white as jade, controlled the pink pollen with his divine will, and attached himself to the foot-long pink thorns in his hands.
"Buzz!"
The phantom butterfly bloomed with dazzling, brilliant and colorful brilliance, turning into a colorful streamer phantom, fast as a storm and lightning, rushing into a large group of zombies and demons at great speed, without hesitation to cast the secret art of the demon clan, exerting its own psychedelic power to the extreme, enveloping a large group of unjust souls and ghosts;
"Buzz!"
Turtle Lingzi silently turned into a pitch-black streamer phantom, as fast as a storm and lightning, rushing to the side of a large group of zombies at great speed, without hesitation, urging a body of origin demon power to the extreme, pulling the monstrous waves, surging like the raging waves of the sea, sweeping and spreading towards the foothold of a large group of zombies;
The already soft sand, under the washing and infiltration of a large amount of seawater, became softer in just a few breaths, as if forming a swamp, making it almost impossible for a large group of zombies to move an inch, struggling and wandering on the muddy sand one by one, and the power of action and the range of activity were greatly limited at the same time;
"Whew... Woo... Wow..."
In just a few breaths, in front of a large group of unjust ghosts, they lost the figures of Yu Lanlan and Zhang Mo, one by one into painful memories, and involuntarily trapped in the ecstasy of the phantom butterfly, the grimaceous face looked up to the sky and screamed, and the terrible ghost crying wolf howl echoed in the void;
In the ecstasy illusion, some of these ghosts recalled the pictures of their deaths, some remembered the most painful things in their memories, some trembled involuntarily in the boundless fear, and some looked like crazy, with a pair of ghost eyes as red as blood, and frantically attacking everything around them;
"Buzz!"
The green spirit turned into a dark blue streamer phantom, as fast as a storm and lightning, and quickly came to the sky above the heads of a large group of unjust souls and evil ghosts, standing proudly above the void like a cloud driving a mist, without hesitation, urging a body of origin demonic power to the extreme, blooming with a dazzling blue light all around him, stretching his arms and waving in the air at high speed along the mysterious trajectory;
"Boom..."
The blue light flickered on Qing Ling's hands, and the blue wind blades flew into the air, turning into streamer phantoms, like light rain from the sky, as fast as a storm and lightning, and slashed towards a large group of unjust souls and evil ghosts at great speed;
Worried that the Red Flame Fire Crow would escape with the Origin Spirit Stone, Forget Moon decided to fight a quick battle and suppress the Millennium Corpse King and the Millennium Ghost King as soon as possible, as well as the large group of zombie demons, and then go to find the whereabouts of the Red Flame Fire Raven as soon as possible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½