"Pay attention to your own safety, don't get into an accident!"

Looking at the confident Yang Shengen and them, Lu Xingyu didn't say much, looked at Leo who had risen to the sky, and his body floated up from mid-air and flew towards the top of the tower. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you so confident?" Sen Luo grinned, tearing the broken robe on his body into pieces, revealing a strong muscle! A huge hideous grimace floated on these muscles, pulling the amethyst that Lu Xingyu had broken just now from Sen Luo's body, and looking at the four of Xiangyang Shengen with grinning!

The amethyst fragment not only did not bring much harm to Sen Luo, but made Sen Luo furious, and the blood all over his body cooperated with the Sen Sen Evil Ghost that floated out, giving people the feeling of Sen Luo Evil Ghost!

"Without that nasty imp who can devour ghosts, can you still beat me?" Sen Luo licked the blood on his hand, and with a slight wave of his hand, from Sen Luo's body, one by one the evil ghosts with teeth and claws rushed out!

"Ghosts?" Looking at the ghosts floating out, Yang Sheng'en actually smiled lightly, the folding fan swayed lightly, and streams of life elements emanated from Yang Sheng'en's body.

The originally hideous ghosts sensed this element of life, and pounced on it fiercely like a wolf seeing a sheep! When they had eaten and drunk enough, they floated into the air with a satisfied face.

"Purification?" Sen Luo looked at the ghost floating into the sky, and suddenly let out an angry roar upward, and a stream of yin soul qi emanated from his body, pulling the ghost floating into the air again!

"It's not going to be that simple. Looking at the ghost floating in the sky, Yang Sheng'en's face became a little strange. The appearance of the soul floating in the air, some of them were dressed twenty years ago, and some of them were dressed in recent years. Moreover, there is not just one kind of person inside! There are Caucasian people in the West, there are also yellow people in China, and there are even a few black charcoal heads, floating in the sky one after another!

"You can see it, right? These ghosts, except for the ones that the sect leader killed at the beginning, most of them are people who I went to hunt in various countries after I gained the ability! Of course, the most of them are you Huaxia people!"

Nangong Yunyi swung his body, and bright clouds scattered out from all over his body, driving the evil ghosts out. Long Xiaoran and Mu Fan's abilities tended to be more physical attacks, and they had little effect on these ghost-like creatures.

But Nangong Yunyi's bright cloud has been cracked, looking at the scattered bright clouds, the evil ghosts have turned into a hideous appearance full of flames again, crashing towards the bright cloud!

Seeing that the bright cloud was about to be knocked away, when Yang Shengen wanted to release the life element again, a black shadow suddenly appeared next to him!

The handle of the fan was tightly held by Sen Luo, and a stream of cold air emanated from Sen Luo's palm. It's not just the eerie chill, it's the real bone-chilling!

Yang Sheng'en's fan handle is carved from a piece of ancient jade, and the fan blades and fan bones are also made of special materials, the whole folding fan is very strong, and water and fire are not invasive!

When the temperature is too low, when the hot items come into contact with the cold items, there will be heat transfer! Now Yang Sheng'en's palm is because of this, causing his hand to stick to the handle of the umbrella.

"The heat transfer is supposed to happen with the metal, so why do my hands stick to the handle?

Not only the arm, but in just a few seconds, Yang Sheng'en's whole body began to unravel pieces of ice edges. Although Al Ruda is not in the tropics, it is also in the subtropics, and it is hot all year round, and there will never be ice ridges!

"Is it comfortable? This is the absolute cold breath I took out of the Eight Cold Hells, not to mention your body, even your soul will be imprisoned!" Sen Luo smiled cruelly and took his hand from the handle of the fan. "But that won't kill you, just stay here and watch me kill your companions!"

Indeed, as Sen Luo said, Yang Sheng'en's body couldn't move inexplicably, and after Sen Luo took a cruel look at Yang Sheng'en, he walked towards the three people who were struggling to resist the explosion ghost!

"Yunyi, can't you assimilate again?" Long Xiaoran looked at Sen Luo, who was gradually walking towards him, and asked Nangong Yunyi on the side.

"Can't!" said again with a beautiful cloud of light, panting. "Nana doesn't know why, since you became that dragon, she doesn't want to come out again!"

"Is that so?" Long Xiaoran glanced at Mu Fan on the side, looked at the sword in his hand again, and held the sword in his palm tightly. "Brother Mu, the ghost is handed over to Yun Yi to deal with, this big man can only be handed over to us!Brother Mu, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Seeing that Long Xiaoran looked at him with some problems, Mu Fan quickly wiped the red marks on the corners of his mouth and face. Those red marks don't look like blood, but a little pink!

But Long Xiaoran didn't dwell too much on this problem, the dragon sword was raised upward, and a huge dragon head appeared in front of Long Xiaoran.

Compared with the previous Divine Dragon Avatar, this Divine Dragon Avatar is more real, and the aura emitted is even more timid and creepy!

And Long Xiaoran, who used this power, exuded a thick aura of desolation all over his body, and his body kept trembling! In his mind, the huge divine dragon appeared in front of Long Xiaoran's spirit again, looking at him with disdain.

"I said, you will never be able to get rid of the curse of our dragon clan! Be a slave of our dragon clan, my strength is not something you can resist!" The huge divine dragon suddenly let out a violent roar, and at the same time, the dragon head phantom sent out by Long Xiaoran also let out the same roar, and rushed towards Sen Luo in front of him!

Not only did Sen Luo feel a little frightened, but the wandering ghosts were also startled by the roar of the divine dragon!

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The dragon's roar was not just a roar in Long Xiaoran's ears, but a strange sound. "How's that, slave, my roar is good!"

"You!"

Long Xiaoran never thought that any sword move he swung out, the huge divine dragon could actually be possessed! Although he could barely control the sword moves, being possessed by the divine dragon still made him feel a trace of fear and unease! At the same time, he finally knew why the previous head of the Long family knew that Huang Jianqiang of the Nine Dragons was still very reluctant to let the Nine Dragons Emperor Sword stay in this world!

But now is not the time to dwell on this, with such a big divine dragon to help him, in an incomparable sense, his combat power has increased unprecedentedly!

"If you come, you will be safe, the Nine Dragons Emperor Sword * Dragon Swallow!"

"That's right, my slave!" the huge divine dragon felt the energy of Long Xiaoran, and the corners of his mouth revealed a smile of successful conspiracy!

However, now, it is not Long Xiaoran who has to deal with it, but Sen Luo and the ghosts in front of him.

"It's just a lonely ghost, it's not bad to be my appetizer!" The huge dragon head suddenly lifted, opened its huge mouth, and sucked all the surrounding ghosts into it!