Xia Paper Kite flew steadily to the ground, and said "Qingling Sword, return to the sheath!" , The blue-purple spirit sword flew back with a thud, she stretched out her hand and held it, slowly raised her head, and stared closely at Jiuxiao and Xiyue, that is, the Netherworld Lord and the Ghost Virgin.

"Uh-huh...... Hahahaha...... Children...... Jiuxiao hid his face with a cruel smile, trembling his shoulders, and laughing more and more, but stopped abruptly, with an expressionless face, and said softly with a very cold heart: "Kill!"

"Okay, let's fight our way out, and the target is their king!" Qing Ming gritted his teeth and shouted in an encouraging voice.

With an order from Jiuxiao, the ghost army swept in like a monstrous flood again. The four of them clenched the spiritual weapon in their hands, fearless, and charged into battle again.

In this fierce battle, the four of them were against an army of tens of thousands of ghosts, unprecedented, tragic, and made the heavens and the earth change color and be bleak. The four of them became more and more brave the more they fought, each showing their skills, and the spiritual weapons in their hands were extraordinary.

Qingran's spiritual weapon, a bead and a moon ring, called the phantom moon ring, the phantom spirit bead is like a transparent light bead, sometimes hidden and sometimes appearing, virtual and real, also real and illusory, come and go freely between ghosts, like a broken bamboo, penetrating the heads of ghosts, causing ghosts to fall a large piece.

The moon is missing and the twilight ring is bent like a crescent moon, revealing a cold light, and the aura is covered with frost, and the bronze relief is inlaid with jade on one side of the sharp blade. Spinning and flying in the array, chasing the wind and electricity, as if entering a no-man's land, cutting off the heads of the ghosts, and the ghosts fell down in a large area.

Among the four people, Qing Ming was the only one who had no spiritual weapon in his hand, and with his innate demonic power, he overcontrolled a regional space. Seeing that the ghosts surrounded him, his eyes flashed blood, and a ball of blood grew in his palms, burning like flames.

He looked around, and the ghosts surrounded by them burst open automatically in the blink of an eye, shattering into dust, and the surroundings were suddenly filled with a gray mist, and the blood-red color condensed into blood flowers in the dust.

The white bone sword in Bai Jing's hand is full of spirituality, just like a tendon extending and growing thousands of meridians, and the white bone blade pierces the heads of ghosts one by one. As soon as she collected the white bone sword, the white bone sword automatically retracted, and one by one the ghosts fell in pieces.

"Immortal Magic, Summoning, Bone Painting Come True,"

She conjured a white jade brush in her hand, and with a slight wave, she conjured up a long picture scroll out of thin air, and she swung a few strokes, and tens of thousands of white bone undead appeared on the scroll. Those white bones and undead jumped out of the picture scroll, turned into reality, and rushed up to fight with the army of ghosts.

The battlefield was magnificent for a while, shocking for a while, and the battle was extremely tragic.

Qing Ming, Qing Ran, Bai Jing and Xia Paper Kite stretched out their hands extraordinarily, and their skills were not shallow, although they killed a large number of large areas, but the ghost army was overwhelming, and hundreds of thousands of troops were inexhaustible. Not to mention that the bloody road is difficult to kill, and even the heavy encirclement is difficult to break through.

The ghosts are dense, like a tide constantly coming, packing up a large area and attacking a large area.

After a hard battle, outnumbered, the four of them gradually struggled, stood tightly together, facing in four directions, and fell into a predicament.

"Everyone, this ghost can't be killed at all!" Bai Jing couldn't help frowning as she saw the white bone undead fall one by one, and said with a bad feeling.

"It's not a way to go on like this!" Xia Paper Kite said with a frowning eyebrow, full of worry.

"Brother Prince, since the master let us come, it will not be a dead end. Qingran said with a sad face.

"Yes, Shizun is a person of deep thought, how could he let us make senseless sacrifices, if we go on like this, we can only consume time, and we can't do anything at all. Qing Ming couldn't help gritting his teeth, his heart was full of unwillingness, he thought about it carefully, and suddenly said to his senses: "Oh, by the way, time, could it be that the master is asking us to delay time?"

Qingran, Bai Jing and Xia Paper Kite couldn't help but meditate for a while, and finally understood. The four of them glanced at each other, smiled slightly, and couldn't help but hold their heads high, holding the spirit weapon in their hands, and once again ignited their fighting spirit. They shouted as they rushed into the middle again.

Jiuxiao was on the head of the Rock Titan Giant, witnessing this battle thoughtfully, he carefully speculated in his heart: No one will be willing to come to death, these four people are not simple, the battle has been a full hour, and they can hold on for so long, if ordinary people have already turned into powder at this time, why did they come when Pian Pian was collecting the monkey primordial god, could it be that someone had predicted and arranged in advance, could it be that they came......

"Hmph, it seems that we are here to delay time, we don't need to make a move, where are the four ghost generals?" Jiuxiao thought for a while, knew in his heart, touched his chin, and said with a sneer.

"Something like that!" Shizuki said with a smile.

Behind Jiuxiao and Xiyue, four space-time cracks cracked out of thin air, and the space-time cracks were like the edges of broken glass, and the stars in the space-time cracks were chaotic, spinning like whirlpools, bubbling with bursts of black gas.

"Despair Tamas, participate!"

"Beria, Destruction, Join!"

"Carlos of Terror, participate!"

"Mishuel of the Sage, participate!"

The four ghosts in the space-time rift will each report their names and reply.

On a cliff in the distance, hidden in the black forest, the figure of a mysterious person, wearing a black cloak, witnessed everything in front of him. She smiled coldly and said to herself: "Jing, I will definitely let you return to me and my sister's side, stinky monkey, one day, I will let you pay with blood, as long as I can kill you, even if I sign a contract with God, I will not regret it." ”

The mysterious man said to himself, turned and left, and disappeared into the darkness......

A day ago, on the desperate Great Wall, the officers and men of the three armies were ready to go, and the military orders were passed on to the three armies.

Zhenbei Wang Long Xiao frowned, his mood was not comfortable, he pulled Qing Ming aside, lowered his voice and whispered to Qing Ming.

"Qing Ming, I have a request!"

"Uncle Huang, why be polite, even if you say it, if Qing Ming can do it, he will definitely go all out. ”

"Capture the Nether Lord alive, don't kill him. ”

"What, Uncle Huang, I heard you right!"

"Actually, I recognize the Nether Lord, his original name was Jiuxiao, this name, I'm sure many people have heard it, you won't feel unfamiliar. ”

"It's the Generalissimo of the Nine Heavens of the Sky City!"

"That's right, it's him, it's rumored that this generalissimo is also in love with Princess Xiyue, the first beauty in Kyushu, and now she has become the Netherworld Lord, it's really incredible, could it be that the ridiculous rumors about the royal family of Sky City are not groundless, maybe there is a terrible secret behind it. ”

"Uncle Huang, why did you let me do this?"

"Hmph, it may be an opponent who is not equal, and it is precisely because the opponent deserves respect that he will cherish each other!"

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