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After the explosion, the Jade Patriarch had disappeared, and the Ghost King was standing on the spot with smoking armor on his body, this armor was already a little tattered, although the Ghost King was working hard to repair it, but there was no more chance in this fierce battle.

"Senior sister!" Patriarch Hao shouted sadly, tears streaming down his eyes, and clutched the spirit talisman in his hand.

Several other Jindan Patriarchs glanced at each other, and the Jade Patriarch's desperate efforts made them forget about life and death. At this time, Wang Qingmin was heartbroken, the Jade Patriarch had only met him a few times, in his eyes, the Jade Patriarch had always been a kind old man, and she usually stood silently behind the crowd at most, looking at the disciples with love and appreciation. But now, this kind old man will actually die with the ghost king opposite because of saving him, which is a very big blow to Wang Qingmin.

Ever since he came into this world, he's been trying to fit himself in, but he's never been able to. When he looks at everything, he looks at it from the perspective of a plaything and another person, and when he looks at the world from that perspective, you can imagine what his state of mind is.

The moment the Jade Patriarch pushed him away, he was shocked by the waves in his heart. It turned out that unconsciously, he had become a part of this world, and this world, the entire Yin Soul Sect had completely accepted himself.

"Ahh Wang Qingmin roared, and with a wave of his hand, he struck out the thunder and lightning technique. It was the first time he hated his own low strength like this, and the first time he hated the legendary world system, why couldn't this system get equipment. If he gets the equipment, how about the Ghost King of the Yuan Infant Stage, the endless stream of thunder and lightning techniques plus poison spells will kill him sooner or later. But now, the combination of the two can only reduce the blood of the ghost king's forced surname by 1 point, which is not as fast as the other party's recovery.

One after another, the thunderbolts were struck at the Ghost King by Wang Qingmin as if he didn't want money, and the Ghost King, who was evading the attacks of others, was fixed on the spot, and it was impossible to form an effective attack at all.

Patriarch Hao, Patriarch surnamed Li, and Patriarch Mingjie once again deceived themselves, and the most powerful attack once again fell on the Ghost King.

The ghost king didn't have the ability to explode, brandished the war gun in his hand, and started a melee battle with the three of them.

"Bang!" The ancestor surnamed Li flew out, his shoulder was swept away, and the huge force directly broke his left arm, almost seriously injured, but the ancestor surnamed Li gritted his teeth, held a flying sword spirit treasure in his right hand, and attacked again.

The Outer Lingxiu Patriarch and the Wentian Patriarch also sacrificed their strongest spiritual weapons respectively.

Some of the Pillar Elders also cooperated to launch their strongest attacks.

The ghost king was hit by such a series of heavy blows, and he was hurt and injured, and finally became angry again. With a wave of the war spear in his hand, a black black light formed a black wall of light around him.

The figures of the three patriarchs vomited blood and flew out again, but this time the three of them made a decisive move. The three spirit weapons did not retreat with their respective masters, but flew to the ghost king's side at once.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom" Three huge explosions sounded, and the three spiritual weapons burst into flames.

The three people who flew back each vomited a mouthful of blood again, and the spirit weapon connected to each other was self-violent, which was a move to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

The Ghost King was a little miserable, and there was nothing left of the constantly corroded armor on his body, and only a little fragment of the armor could be seen on his legs.

"Roar!" The Ghost King roared again, but this time he rushed towards the nearest Pillar Elder.

The elder was also red-eyed just now, and he actually wanted to rush forward to attack with a magnified move like the three ancestors, but instead he was sent to the ghost king.

The Ghost King's movements were so fast, seizing the gap between the two uses of Wang Qingmin's thunder and lightning technique, the phantom flashed, and he arrived in front of Elder Zhuji, grabbing the elder's head with one hand.

Wang Qingmin's lightning fell, but at this time, the ghost king no longer needed to move. In fact, if the elder was far away from the ghost king, with Wang Qingmin's lightning ability, the ghost king would not be able to reach the elder's side at all, and he could be fixed, but this elder was careless.

A puff of black smoke instantly enveloped the elder, and with a hoarse scream, the elder's body quickly collapsed, turning into a shriveled corpse.

"Evil beast dares!" When the three Jindan Patriarchs saw that under such circumstances, the Ghost King could still kill Elder Zhuji, and they all roared angrily.

At the moment, if you don't care about your injuries anymore, and let the ghost king go on slowly like this, these people on the scene will be killed.

Several patriarchs glanced at each other absolutely, their figures flashed, and they stepped forward again.

The Ghost King still wanted to repeat his old trick, but all the Zhuji Elders had already dodged away at this time, and only attacked him with long-range spells. As a result, before he was halfway through, Wang Qingmin's thunderbolt technique fell, freezing his high-speed moving figure.

The three ancestors instantly approached the Ghost King, but this time they had no spiritual weapons, and the three of them directly hugged the Ghost King.

"Ahh Three Taoist friends! The Heavenly Ancestor outside shouted, hurriedly stopping the spell in his hand.

"Ancestor!" The Zhuji elders outside were going crazy, but at this time, the three ancestors were already hugging the ghost king, and they couldn't continue to cast spells.

The three patriarchs have decided to die with the ghost king, and each wrapped the ghost king with mana, so that the ghost king could not escape from black smoke. Then, three golden rays of light emerged from the three people's dantians, and the three golden pills began to release their violent energy.

At this time, the three patriarchs were smiling, they had done their best for the sect, and they could rest assured that they would go to meet the ancestors of the sect.

"Next, leave everything to them." With the last thoughts of the three patriarchs, the three golden points of light shone brightly, and they had already illuminated everyone's eyes.

But Wang Qingmin tried to keep his eyes open, he didn't want this tragic scene to remain only in his impression, he wanted this scene to be deeply remembered in his mind.

The Ghost King had been struggling hard, but the excessive outbreak just now had made him unable to break free from the full encirclement of the three Jindan monks, and a roar of anger continued to come out of his mouth, accompanied by those bloody eyes, showing how anxious and violent he was now.

"Boom!" The three golden pills seemed to explode at the same time, and a wave of spiritual qi that was more powerful than the movement just now emanated from here to all directions, and the roar of the ghost king stopped abruptly.

The three golden pills were violent at the same time, it was not as simple as one plus one, and the huge shock wave formed a wave of qi visible to the naked eye, rushing towards all directions.

Wang Qingmin hurriedly lay on the ground, trying to maintain his figure. Some of the elders had no experience in this area, but they turned around and fled, and the consequence of this was that they were directly knocked away by the powerful shock wave and carried away far away, and they were directly seriously injured one by one.

After a long time, the fluctuations finally stopped.

The monks slowly supported each other and leaned forward, only to see a huge pit in front of them. In order to be able to kill the ghost king with one blow, the three ancestors had tried their best to control the explosion range of the golden pill before they died, which made the explosion more powerful.

There were already places in the pit that were beginning to crystallize, but more of the pit walls were flowing with fiery red magma. This magma flows down the pit wall to the bottom.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the scene in front of them like the end of the world, and they were speechless for a long time.

Wang Qingmin stood on the edge of this big pit with everyone, silently watching this big pit. The Ghost King had completely disappeared, and although some of the Zhuji Elders had been searching around carefully in fear, Wang Qingmin could no longer find any trace of a monster on the map.

This war with the Ghost Domain is finally over.

Ancestor Wentian and Patriarch Lingxiu stepped forward and stood on the edge of the pit with everyone, endless sadness floating in their hearts.

As the Jindan patriarch, it is understandable to sacrifice his life for the sect, but where the sect will go after that is a big problem.

Patriarch Wentian slowly looked at the disciples, most of the people at the scene were injured, and the few who were not injured were also in a mess. This time, not counting the loss of the disciples of the internal refining period, the elders of the foundation building period lost seventeen people, the ancestors of the Jindan period lost four people, and the vitality of the five factions was greatly damaged.

If such a situation is known by the Linguo Xiuzhen forces, they will inevitably attract troops to attack. With the current strength of the five factions, they lack so much combat power, especially the combat power of a restricted-level master like the Jindan Patriarch, who is no longer able to deal with the attacks of the cultivation forces of other countries outside.

Looking at the group of foundation building elders in front of them, the two ancestors felt a little relieved, no matter what, they were the foundation of the five factions. When they saw Wang Qingmin, the two patriarchs laughed in their hearts.

In this war, some wizards were finally discovered. With Wang Qingmin's current strength in the foundation building period, he has the ability to resist the golden pill, and his heavenly thunder can actually restrict the actions of the Yuan Infant Stage, this Yin Soul Sect disciple is really a bit against the sky.

In this confrontation against the Ghost Domain, in addition to the Jindan Patriarchs, the most eye-catching performance is undoubtedly Wang Qingmin. From the beginning of protecting a group of Qi refining disciples, to the later battle against the Yuan Infant Period, Wang Qingmin has written an extremely brilliant stroke for himself.

"Elders, although we have paid an incomparable price in this war with the Ghost Domain, we! Victory! Asking Heaven Patriarch reported the news in his loudest voice.

The cheers finally rang out, and it could be heard from the words of the Heavenly Ancestor that the Yuan Infant Ghost King had been determined to be destroyed.

Under the dim sky, standing next to a large smoking pit, a group of human monks in disheveled clothes were cheering loudly. This picture will forever be remembered in the deepest part of every monk's heart.

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