Pei Wu's death was undoubtedly a little aggrieved.

With his strength, even if he is not the first rank of the twelve people in the main hall of Blood Flame City, he can still dominate in the second rank.

However, in just a few breaths, he died a tragic death.

The first reason is undoubtedly that he supported the cold female cultivator.

The second reason was that he didn't expect the enemy to be able to divide into three bodies.

The third reason is that he underestimated the strength of the enemy.

"This kind of pressure is already greater than the normal Shen Sin encountered before, and Shen Sin after entering the demon is half a catty, but considering that both still have hole cards, it is difficult to say whether the winner or loser. Shang Luo groaned, Mo Li trembled slightly, and seemed to be a little excited.

Within three breaths after killing Pei Wuxi, the two-headed four-armed Asura and the other blood-colored figure merged into one, turning into a three-headed six-armed appearance again, and Pei Wuxi's blood was pulled into the blood flame armor, making the blood flame exude a more palpitating aura.

The six long swords slashed out thousands of sword qi phantoms together, and the heavy defenses in front of Leng Yan's female cultivation were broken layer by layer, and one by one the human puppets were torn into nothingness by the sword qi, in this case, even if the ghost mist was used to recover, I don't know how much it would consume.

The phantom of the ancient Buddha smiling with flowers exudes a sense of serenity, peace, and compassion, which can calm people's hearts, but at this moment, the female cultivators can smell a pungent smell of blood and death even through the Buddha's light.

She pursed her lips, her face pale, and her heart oozing with infinite remorse.

Because she rebelled from the Incense Valley, she and Pei Wuxian, who was born in the Ziyang Sect, were relatively friendly, and the two had already made a great oath of inner demons before entering the Shura Killing Realm, agreeing to kill all the others, and then fight each other to compete for the ten seats.

Later, in order to be more secure, Pei Wuxian also secretly found the fog ghost Zuo Ming, of course, the two of them did not swear an oath with Zuo Ming, but only made a verbal agreement.

Unexpectedly, now, Zuo Ming lost control and became a monster, Pei Wuxian was killed instantly, and winning the ten seats became more and more slim, and even said that it was almost zero.

Standing in this sea of corpses and blood, her heart began to tremble.

Zheng Zheng Zheng ......

The six long swords frantically slashed at the ancient Buddha's phantom, making a dull sound like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and each blood-colored sword qi would cause a crack in the phantom, and a slight gap would also crack in the pottery brown bowl of the bowl.

As long as the bowl is not shattered all at once, even if there are gaps, it can absorb faith and slowly restore it in the incense offerings of mortals.

It was for this bowl that the female cultivator was greedy and killed the daughter of an elder, and then embarked on the road of no return to the sect.

Now, the bowl that had led her to the wrong path was crumbling under the crazy sword aura, and more and more cracks appeared, and grains of brown clay fell on the top of her head, shoulders, and insteps.

Rumble.

Finally, with a loud bang, the Buddha's shadow fell silent, turned into a little Buddha light and dispersed, countless sword qi slashed on her body, and the cold and beautiful female cultivator fell instantly.

Originally, it was the slaughter of the Asura by the White Bone Dao monks, however, with the appearance of this Asura King, in less than thirty breaths, Shui Lingxiu, Pei Wuxian and the cold female cultivator were killed one after another.

"A formidable opponent. Shang Luo was still waiting.

The King of Asura obviously wanted to cut off the weak first, perhaps to reduce the casualties of the Asura clan.

And as long as he doesn't make a move on him, he is also willing to let others try each other's quality.

What's more, neither the Yin Eclipse King nor the gray-robed Daoist made a move.

Compared to this king of asuras, he was even more afraid of these two people.

Another hundred breaths have passed, and the twelve people who used to besiege are now, only him, Ghost Willow, and the black and white Yin and Yang Old Man, Blood Coffin, and Emperor Xuan who jointly besieged the King of Asura.

As for the other two who died, the bandaged hematoma monster was engulfed by the boundless blood flames and burned out, and the pus in those blood tumors could turn into a poisonous and violent miserable green mist, but unfortunately, the miserable green mist could not be supported in the raging blood flames, although it caused a certain amount of loss to the blood flames, but in the end it was still killed.

There is also the conjoined person who seems to be an old, middle-aged, and young man with three bodies spliced together, but it is quite interesting to stretch out the triple Yin Domain, it seems that each of the three bodies put together is a separate individual, the Triple Yin Domain, which can accommodate three times the number of white bone golems that ordinary monks have, and a large number of white bone golems pour out of it, but the pure bone sea tactics have become ornaments under the arrogant and unreasonable single breakthrough of the King of Asura.

The three bodies that were pieced together were torn apart at the moment of death, fleeing in three directions, but the King of Asura was also able to turn into three.

At this point, the black and white yin and yang old man, Emperor Xuan and the standing blood coffin couldn't help it, the black and white yin and yang old man and the emperor Xuan were the main attackers, and the blood coffin was the main defense.

Out of the blood coffin was a thin middle-aged man, with long red hair falling to his waist, thick lips, and dark black around his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for a long time, and he was tired.

A black iron handle suddenly appeared at the bottom of the dark red blood coffin, and the thin middle-aged man held the handle tightly, and the role of the blood coffin also changed from a coffin to an indestructible shield.

A large open space was vacant in the center of the four-man battle, and countless Asuras also went crazy and attacked Shangluo's side.

Under this kind of fierce and stormy offensive, he had to pull out the card of Black Xiao Ride.

Strictly speaking, Shang Luoda didn't take this massive number of Asuras into his eyes from the beginning, although the number of enemies was greater, but his black Xiao rode under the effect of a steady stream of ghost mist, which could be called immortal and immortal.

If he didn't count the difficult king of Asura, even if he didn't use other means, just using the Black Horse, it would be enough to kill all the Asuras all over the mountains, it was nothing more than a matter of time.

At this moment, the battlefield is impressively divided into three parts.

The first part, the unfinished battle between the ghost willow and the purple devil devouring ghost.

In the second part, the battle between the thin middle-aged, the black and white yin and yang old man and the emperor Xuan 3V1 group beating the king of the Asura came out of the blood coffin.

The third part is the crazy battle between Shang Luo's black horsemen and the Asura all over the mountains.

Blood flowed, countless dead and wounded, wails were repeated, and the cruelty was as real as a purgatory.

Shang Luo slashed Assura with his sword, while paying attention to the changes in the field, and kept himself in an absolutely perfect state at all times.

This level of fighting, on the one hand, allows him to slowly accumulate the qi of slaughter and death, and on the other hand, it is also warming up and activating his muscles and bones.

Just when the enemy and us were fighting each other, at the same time, in the void, a voice sounded faintly.

"Di Xuan, you can die. ”

As soon as the words fell, in an instant, a vicious ghost will appear, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, wearing a phoenix-winged ghost crown, wearing a dazzling beast armor, and pedaling miserable green cloud boots, like a peerless military general galloping across the field.

And this ghost general was indeed such a character when he was alive.

Lu Xin, born 2,900 years ago, after the fall of the Great Zhao Dynasty, Gu Zhao was able to establish the military to carry the Ding.

For three thousand years, the martial spirit iron cavalry of ancient Zhao crisscrossing countries and destroying sects was created in the hands of Lu Xin.

"General Lu, this person stole and dug up the king's tomb, wore the dragon robe of the previous king's court clothes, and also wore the phoenix robe of the burial princess on a group of puppets, his crime is punishable, and the crime is unforgivable. ”

The gray-robed Taoist eyes gently swept over the red background embroidered green dragon pattern royal robe on Di Xuan's body, and a special aroma of extremely elegant and long aftertaste wafted from the robe.

That fragrance is the soul-sending incense smeared on the royal robe when the former kings of the ancient Zhao dynasties were buried, which is to let the souls of the former kings who have worked all their lives for the society sleep peacefully, and it can also suppress the corpse qi and corpse transformation.

Obviously, this royal robe comes from the tombs of the ancestors, as for the group of fat and thin, colorful puppet beauties, the clothes they wear also have an extremely distinct style of the ancient Zhao royal family, and the soul-sending fragrance from the gorgeous phoenix robe also explains the origin of these phoenix robes.

"The last general will listen to orders. ”

The peerless ghost will half-crouch in the air, and then get up, the ghost pupil staring at Di Xuan, as if looking at a dead person.

Two thousand seven hundred years ago, in a battle to establish orthodoxy with the Yanzhao Dynasty, Lü Xin led 10,000 horsemen, intending to attack the Yanzhao Wangcheng.

However, three thousand miles away from the Yanzhao Wangcheng, he accidentally fell into an ambush, and after a fight, although he escaped from dying, he ran out of vitality and was almost dying.

Call.

The wind in the battlefield is blowing stronger and stronger, and the more noisy it is, a pair of ghost eyes are full of terrifying and violent war intent.

War King Lu Xin, the first heterosexual king of the ancient Zhao Dynasty, has spent his life in countless wars.

Fang Tian's halberd waved in the air.

The navy blue halberd blade slowly resembled a wooden sword wielded in a child's hand, however, the killing intent was incomparably powerful, and under the halberd blade of this painted halberd, a space around Emperor Xuan seemed to be locked.

"Kill. ”

A cold voice came out of his mouth.

The huge halberd shadow with a bit of treachery in the brilliance fell towards Emperor Xuan, and the bewitching and beautiful people and puppets were all within the attack range of the halberd shadow.

For the first time, Di Xuan's face showed a look of panic, this kind of majestic pressure like the sky overturning was something he didn't even experience in the King of Asura.

Of course, this is not to say that the King of Asura is inferior to Lu Xin.

It was purely the king of the Asura who was one against three, and the black and white yin and yang old man and the thin middle-aged man who came out of the blood coffin were not weak, and they were even stronger than Di Xuan.

The three of them joined forces and supported each other, which made the king of the Asura unable to fight for a long time.

There is a secret method in the White Bone Dao, which can be replaced by a human puppet, which is equivalent to making Di Xuan have dozens of more lives, so he is insolent and arrogant.

The disciples of the White Bone Dao were far more than Emperor Xuan who had stolen the tomb of King Zhao of Ancient Zhao, but he was the only one who pulled down the dragon robe of the dead King Zhao and draped it on his body with a big grin, and even took off the phoenix robe of the concubine who accompanied him and draped it on the puppet.

And after the robbery and excavation of the king's tomb, he awakened a strange habit, and liked to call himself me, as if he really regarded himself as the lord of the dynasty with seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards.

Rumble.

The halberd shadow roared, carrying an incomparably violent and murderous aura.

Lu Xin's obsession with becoming a powerful ghost is Gu Zhao, guarding Gu Zhao, and the sentence "The end will be forbidden, and I am willing to go to the soup for the Cao family for generations" can also be used to describe Lu Xin.

Now, the ancient king of Zhao was humiliated, even if it was not the king of Zhao he served during his lifetime, he also touched his scales.

"I ...... No...... Yes...... Lose ......"

At the moment of life and death, Emperor Xuan gritted his teeth, and the vast yellow spiritual power surged out from his body, which could break through the blockade of this imprisoned world, blood continued to overflow from between his teeth, and his hands pinched the Dharma seal, and the puppet beauties who smiled skillfully also emerged from their bodies.

Every human puppet, cultivated to the end, is like a living person.

At this moment, under the shadow of the halberd, the human puppet is the node, the emperor Xuan is the heart of the array, and the vast spiritual power is the energy, but at the critical moment, it condensed into a light array, and the main body of the light array presents a six-pointed star-like pattern, but in the details, it outlines a variety of complex patterns, and the spiritual power rises from the sky above the light array, forming a magnificent pillar of light.

In the pillar of light, a beautiful goddess looms, her face is delicate and beautiful, her facial features are not flawed, she is not charming, and she purely gives people a sense of elegance, dignity and softness.

Three thousand green silk is like a waterfall draped, and the delicate body is wonderful.

If the empty valley orchid is independent, it is like the snow lotus that grows on the top of the Tianshan Mountains and is holy and not stained with dust.

Everyone has hole cards.

Back then, it was with this adventure that Emperor Xuan defeated the mausoleum guards of the ancient Zhao Tomb.

At that time, his strength was far less powerful than it is now, time has changed, and the power of this formation at this moment is far more powerful than back then.

In the light array of halberd shadows, the female phantom raised her snow-white hand.

There was a click, and I saw the shadow of the halberd cracking inch by inch, and the bare hand did not see the slightest scar.

"Huh?" The gray-robed Taoist sighed lightly, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, at this time, Emperor Xuan could let him take a look, but it was only a glance.

"Kill. ”

Lu Xin's ghost pupils burned with boundless battle intent inside, and the blazing evil aura was steaming, enveloping his whole body, as if he was wearing a suit of armor, he held Fang Tian's halberd with one hand, and as soon as the words fell, he rushed into the light array.

Wisps of gray-black aura seeped out from the light array, and the terrifying sound was the sound of the halberd breaking through the air.

Qinglong, Qiqi, Vermilion Bird, Jairus, Kui Niu......

The shadows of the Ancient Divine Beasts and the Fierce Beasts continued to appear in the light array, and then quickly collapsed into nothingness.

The pair of snow-white and slender hands were like an indestructible artifact, allowing Lu Xin's fighting spirit to be like a demon, but he couldn't shake it in the slightest, the ghost body continued to crack in the backshock, and the fine and dense cracks were all over the body, but Lu Xin was more and more excited, more and more crazy, crazy to the end, like a demon god.

Beads of sweat from the size of the bean continued to fall from Di Xuan's forehead, this formation was extremely strong, however, to urge it, it required a lot of spiritual power, don't look at Lu Xin didn't seem to cause any harm to the woman's phantom, but every move and style of his would exacerbate the flow of Di Xuan's spiritual power.

In the end, Di Xuan may even be consumed alive by the formation.

"It depends on the owner to beat the dog, little willow, you are a little arrogant. ”

The gray-robed Taoist walked in the air, one step at a time, and within a few breaths, he walked to the top of the purple devil devouring ghost's head and slowly fell.

Lu Xin, as a peerless warrior who has been famous for thousands of years, can be a hero even if he is a ghost.

A mere emperor Xuan couldn't stop Lu Xin's halberd.

At this moment, a large number of Bibi ghost soldiers are still rushing into the body of the Purple Devil Devourer, and at the moment when they are about to be devoured, they explode into the Bi Ghost Fire, these ghost fires are cold and have a strong continuous burning characteristic, although it has been a long time, it is still just the food of the Purple Devil Devourer, but it has also caused great damage to the Purple Devil Devourer.

And in order to prevent the Purple Demon Devourer from using the "Asura Brand Blood Vial", countless wickers spread out, wantonly killing the surrounding Asuras.

At the same time, there was also a considerable number of wickers whipping the Purple Demon Devouring Ghost Body.

Under the ravages of the ghost willow, the Purple Demon Devourer was undoubtedly a little miserable, and his huge body had shrunk by more than half.

"Hungry ......"

However, at this moment, a purple-black tentacle seemed to feel something delicious and hunted, and suddenly probed towards the figure above his head.

Purple Devil • Morde Companion • Morde Affection • Morde Master • Ghost Eater.

"An immature white-eyed wolf. ”

The gray-robed Taoist glanced at the tentacle and shook his head and sneered.

In the void, a ghost general dressed as a battlefield general appeared again, with sharp sword eyebrows, indifferent ghost pupils, a long body, a silver and black armor, and a silver and black dragon spear in his hand.

Burst.

The dragon lance arced through the air.

In an instant, the tentacles broke, and a third fell to the ground, and from the fracture, a strange force continued to erode, and the remaining two-thirds of the tentacles became extremely thin like a withered flower.

The Purple Devil Devouring Ghost was fierce and fierce, and countless tentacles stretched out to the top of his head, covering the sky and the sun.

"This seat can destroy you once, and naturally it can destroy you a second time. ”

The gray-robed Daoist sneered, he glanced at Shang Luo from the air, and then at the direction of Blood Flame City.

The reason why he treats everyone as nothing, is not only because of the twelve hour ghosts, otherwise he would not have easily abandoned the noon ghost at the beginning, although it was not easy for him to recover the noon ghost at that distance.

In fact, including Lu Xin, the ghost generals transformed from the souls of the heroes who died in battle in the past dynasties of Gu Zhao are his biggest hole cards.

Each of these ten ghost generals was a peerless warrior in his lifetime, they were not handsome people such as Zhao Wudaunt, the king of Zhige, nor Zhao Hetu, the king of Yong'an, but they were feared killing machines on the battlefield, and after being transformed into powerful ghosts, they still had a style that was not inferior to the past years.

Boom Boom ......

It was as if an endless explosion sounded, shocking the world, this was the swan song of the black-and-white yin-yang-faced old man before he died.

The undulating explosions blew up the entire land, and the loss of Emperor Xuan, the black and white yin and yang old man and the thin middle-aged man could not stop the attack of the king of asuras.

Those six swords of Shura are like scythes that reap death.

The blood coffin spreads out an ominous dark red liquid that seems to flow endlessly, this blood coffin contains the blood of living beings, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as it lies in the blood coffin, it can gradually heal, and even the longevity will be extended, in addition, this blood coffin is also a treasure of defense, and the grade is as high as a high-grade treasure.

However, under the extremely crazy offensive of the King of Asura, the thin figure was still defeated.

The blood coffin was poured, and endless blood flowed into the blood flame of the Asura King, causing the blood flame to burn more and more fiercely.

Click......

He crushed the blood coffin, and then stared at Shang Luo with a pair of eyes, and his mouth grinned to the corners of his mouth, revealing the white and sharp teeth inside.

"It's your turn. ”。

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To readers who are still reading my humble book: I'm sorry, mistake, there should be 13 people in the Bloody Flame City, I didn't calculate it clearly, but it shouldn't affect the reading experience, sorry (> people<;)