The old man who raised ghosts stepped out in one step, the space shrunk into inches, and the distance of tens of thousands of meters was to come in one step. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He stood above Tianhe City, an eerie light permeating his body, and the oppression caused the air to plummet

"It's a ghost cultivator, he's going to do it. ”

In Tianhe City, many strong people gathered together, their eyes heavy.

The old man who raised ghosts became famous very early, and the sage did it thousands of years ago, but he escaped and is still alive and well.

Now, although he has not yet become a saint, he is the top group of strong people under the saints.

"Tianhe City is a six-grade peak inscription great master refining, although he has not yet become a saint master, but the martial arts have been sanctified, even if a saint wants to break through it, it will take a few days, no matter how strong this ghost raising old man is, he will never be able to compare to a saint. ”

There is a person on the city wall wearing golden armor, with holy qi erupting all over his body, with endless edge, and he still has a great grasp of this city.

"Don't be careless, the old man who raises ghosts still has a corpse puppet, it's hard to guarantee that Tu Sheng didn't leave him a means. "A green-robed humane with a holy aura.

And at this moment, a joking voice sounded, saying: "I really don't understand the Imperial Dynasty, it's just a slaughter saint, but it has dragged on until now, and the wooden holy palace is also full of waste, and several saints can't beat a slaughter saint, and the emperor still needs to intervene." ”

Suddenly, everyone looked at a young man with arms crossed, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm.

"Little Lord, Tu Sheng is not an ordinary saint, I am afraid that he has reached the state of consummation, and it is not as easy to deal with as you imagined. ”

The green-robed man was the quasi-saint of the Wood Saint Palace, and he was displeased when he heard the young man's words at this moment.

If it weren't for the fear that he was a spoiled descendant of a prince of the Mu Xing Dynasty, if he was so presumptuous, he would have slapped him with a palm.

You know, only a saint can be called a prince.

"Useless is useless, so don't make any excuses to cover it up. ”

The little prince chuckled lightly, and did not put the green-robed man in his eyes.

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Outside Tianhe City, there is endless turmoil.

"Heavenly Yin Ghost Collapse!"

At this moment, the old man who raised ghosts was already using his powerful martial arts to break the formation, his hands were patted away, the yin wind gusted, and the palm print turned into a black hole, and suddenly hit the top of the city protection array.

The old man who raised ghosts was worthy of the three realms of the quasi-saints, and the palm that burst out of his hand was ten times more terrifying than the full force of the quasi-saint of Zhangshan.

In a moment of shaking, the large protective array instantly cracked and opened several cracks.

The old man who raised the ghost didn't give the big array time to repair it, and his dry palm like an eagle's claw stretched out, and the ground shook in an instant, and the big array cracks collapsed one after another.

"Quick, go all out, send out the formation, don't give the old man who raises ghosts any chance. ”

Seeing that the old man raising ghosts was so strong, they were also panicked.

In mid-air, the old ghost-raising old man's palms kept clapping, and the holy power seemed to be endless, each of which made the city protection array tremble wildly.

"This kind of strength, except that he didn't survive the Holy Soul Tribulation, his strength can be compared to that of the weakest saint. ”

Lu Feng was also surprised, he didn't expect that there was such a strong man hidden under the command of Tu Sheng, who was even stronger than the martial artist Wu Qingtian he had seen before, no wonder it would give the Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty such a headache.

"We're here to help you, too!"

At this moment, the other three quasi-saints shouted loudly and swept away.

Although they are not as good as the old man who raises ghosts, they can't be underestimated with a joint blow.

Under the joint efforts of the four quasi-saints, the momentum was earth-shattering, and countless mountain ranges quickly cracked, and even the long river was broken.

Lu Feng's eyes moved slightly, staring at Tianhe City, the destructive power of the quasi-saint was too great, and this great protective array would not last long.

"You can hold on for another two days with all your might, and as long as you survive these two days, you can wait for the saint to rescue. ”

The golden-armored man in Tianhe City had a gloomy face.

Originally, I thought that relying on the Great Array to protect the city could delay for ten days and a half months, but in the hands of the old man who raised ghosts, it was difficult to hold on for even two days.

After a whole day of bombardment, the three quasi-saints needed to pause and recover the holy qi in their bodies, but this old man who raised ghosts didn't need it, which showed the gap between the few people.

Bang!

Thunder-like sensation, Tianhe City was already dilapidated, and with the old man raising ghosts slamming away, the space quickly reversed, and the power that turned into a scream collapsed a corner of the city again.

"One more day, hold on to the last day, the saint is already coming!"

The golden-armored man roared wildly in his heart.

However, the old ghost raiser would not give them this day, he frowned, and muttered in his heart: "It's almost." ”

I saw him wave his sleeve, and a black light swept out, suddenly expanding into a huge nine-song black lotus, and the nine-petal blade slowly rotated in the void, and one after another jet-black beams burst out wildly.

This nine-song black lotus is far from being comparable to Wantai's, covering the entire city, I am afraid that even if the quasi-saint is trapped, it will also be wiped out in an instant.

Click!

The nine-song black lotus fell on top of the city protection array, and one after another beams of light shot up in all directions, and the twisted vortex reached the limit and cracked, and the monstrous power poured down.

At this moment, the protective array was cut like tofu, and with the rotation of the Nine Lotus, almost half of Tianhe City was blown into a ball of powder.

The great array was broken, and a huge cheer erupted from the side of the pilgrim city.

Tianhe City's side fell into a panic, and the golden-armored man's face was even more difficult to see.

Once they don't have the protection of the city, they have to go out and fight, and it is very likely that they will lose this stronghold, which is an unbearable loss.

"Kill!"

But he didn't allow him to think too much, the hoarse voice of the old ghost raiser sounded, his palm grabbed forward, and in a burst of screams, at least hundreds of people instantly turned into powder.

Lu Feng also smacked his tongue when he saw this, the strength of this top-level quasi-saint was almost comparable to the destructive power of a saint.

"The old man who raises ghosts is really powerful, if you can take refuge in my Mu Xing Emperor Dynasty, as long as you can make great achievements, the emperor will definitely help you survive the Holy Soul Tribulation. ”

The golden-armored man appeared in front of the old man who raised ghosts, with a burly body and a war spear in his hand, showing a cautious expression.

The greatest hope of every quasi-saint is to become a saint, and he doesn't believe that this old man who raises ghosts will not be moved in the slightest.

What he said was true, the emperor was already an ancient saint powerhouse, and if he was willing to spend a lot of money, he could make the peak quasi-saint fifty percent sure of breaking through the holy realm.

But he miscalculated.

The old man who raised ghosts was expressionless, his eyes did not have the slightest brilliance, he did not answer, his body flashed, and a palm containing majestic holy power shattered the space of 10,000 meters and fell forward.

A bang sounded in an instant, and the golden-armored man's body retreated, and a palm print filled with cold air appeared on his chest.

"You are really strong, but if you want to take this Tianhe City, you must pass my level first. ”

The golden-armored man was also a peak quasi-saint, and between the explosion of the spear, a long rainbow stabbed out, and the void shattered in response, like a meteor passing by, and fell fiercely towards the old man who raised ghosts.

"Up!"

The other three quasi-saints were not willing to be lonely, and the holy power swept up and rushed straight away.

Bang!

From Tianhe City, which was only half of the ruins, several quasi-saints also greeted them and fought directly together.

The number of quasi-saints on the two sides is almost the same, and the rest is the fight of the men and horses under their command.

"Uproot Tianhe City!"

It was Wan Shuai who was the first to lead the army to Tianhe City, and the surging golden light burst out from his body, turning into a huge battle knife, splitting the void in front of him in half, and immediately saw hundreds of people turn into blood mist and explode.

Hundreds of thousands of horses, gathered together, under the leadership of the commanders and generals, the momentum was monstrous, almost densely occupying a large space.

The fighting spirit is majestic, and anyone who sees it will be terrified.

"Up!"

Lu Feng glanced at the battlefield like a millstone, looked back at the Tiger Wolf Army, and the battle intent rose as if it were one, and waved his hand forward.