The ghosts floating in the air had no idea that this ghost hand would be so long enough to catch them floating in the air.

Wuya~!!

The ghost that was grabbed by the bloody big hand, it was in pain, however, before the ghost could react, the bloody hand sank violently......

The ghost was instantly pulled into the gates of hell that had been opened.

The gates of Hell that opened were small, small enough to hold the two ghost hands of the Hell Monsters, but it was the ghost hands of the Hell Monsters that pulled the ghosts back to Hell.

Wow!!

Sensing the danger, the ghosts issued piercing warnings.

Hearing this voice, except for Zheng Qiankun, Luo Yaxi and the others' faces sank, something was wrong.

Sure enough, when these ghosts sounded this warning sound, the undead spirits who were wandering around without noticing Luo Yaxi and the others immediately rushed in.

Wow!!

The blinding chirps rose and fell, which also made Luo Yaxi and the others discover that in all directions of them, deadly undead spirits were gathering.

Immediately, Luo Yaxi's blood-colored phantom dragon appeared, and at the same time, Xue's illusion turned into four identical phantoms, and the old man Ibor, his golden greatsword had been covered with a domineering black fighting spirit.

As for Noyang, the dragon priest once again raised the staff in her hand......

Well, it can be seen that in the face of the upcoming immortal spirit, Luo Yaxi and the others have no intention of retaining their strength, uh, except for Zheng Qiankun.

Yes, the current Zheng Qiankun, he hasn't reacted yet, and when he saw the dense immortal spirits around him, he finally understood why Luo Yaxi and the others were so 'impulsive'.

Taking off the purple greatsword behind his back, Zheng Qiankun burst out with blue fighting energy, and it was at this time that Zheng Qiankun's purple greatsword instantly turned into an obvious golden yellow.

Roar!!

In the face of the ant-like immortal spirit, the blood-colored phantom dragon shows the domineering spirit of the king.

The blood-colored phantom dragon is the blood-colored phantom dragon, and this earth-shattering roar really shocked the undead spirits, but after coming back to their senses, the undead spirits still rushed to the death.

"Sacrifice!"

Nuo Yang shouted, and immediately, the cloudy sky flashed and thundered, and soon, some blood-colored ghosts filled the sky.

These ghosts are somewhat similar to the dark ghosts, but the difference is that these ghosts are unique to the dragon sacrifice, which means that in the temple of the dragon sacrifice, every time an orc is sacrificed, these orcs will transform into deadly ghosts.

The ghosts and ghosts were evenly matched, and with the cooperation of the blood-colored phantom dragon, all of a sudden, the dozen or so ghosts in the sky were slaughtered.

Snow, her four phantoms fought bravely to kill the enemy.

The four phantoms that protected the snow in the center did exactly the same thing, and as a result, a large part of the undead fell at the feet of the snow when they wanted to kill the snow surrounded by the four phantoms.

General Ibor, he is very direct, and he can conjure up a sword aura that ignores with every slash.

The pitch-black sword qi scattered in all directions, and these deadly immortal spirits couldn't get close to General Ibor at all, so about half a meter away from General Ibor, there were fragmented corpses.

Luo Yaxi and the others were killed very quickly, but the undead spirits that were replenished were even more fatal, not to mention, those undead souls whose bodies were cut off, and the ghosts that hid deep in their bodies floated away, at this moment, in the air, between the blood-red ghosts and the blood-colored phantom dragons, the black pressure was a huge ghost.

Wuh!

The ghosts in the air let out a blinding chirp again, and this time, the undead after the chirp, they flew towards the blood-colored phantom dragon and the ghost.

The ghosts are certainly strong, but in front of such a large number of ghosts, the ghosts are still defeated, and after a while, in the air, only the blood-colored phantom dragon is fighting against the ghosts.

However, the ghosts did not disappear like this, the ghosts that were devoured by the ghosts, they drifted out of the ghosts' bodies again, and now, the ghosts that were once comrades-in-arms have become a new generation of ghosts.

The ghosts that the ghosts transform into are obviously much smaller than these undead (giant ghosts), but their attack power is not to be underestimated.

Nuo Yang was still a step slower, originally, she wanted to take away the ghosts before they were completely devoured by the ghosts, but she still didn't expect that these ghosts were so powerful, so powerful that the power of the dragon sacrifice could not shake the devoured ghosts at all.

Roar!!

The Scarlet Phantom Dragon roared.

Hearing it, for these eyesore-eyed ghosts, the blood-colored phantom dragon is very unhappy.

Also, a blood-colored phantom dragon that existed like a dragon god was entangled by a small monster, which was definitely an insult to the arrogant blood-colored phantom dragon.

The golden sword slashed down the undead spirit in close proximity, and I don't know if Zheng Qiankun was subconscious, there were a few times, when the hidden dragon shadow really appeared around Zheng Qiankun, however, one thing is certain, with Zheng Qiankun's familiarity with the power of the dragon god, the number of times that the dragon shadow appeared gradually increased, so, although it was thrilling, when facing the immortal spirit, Zheng Qiankun was not much threatened.

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There are more and more immortal spirits, and if this continues, no matter how strong Luo Yaxi and the others are, they will be exhausted, and these immortal spirits, they will not.

The Scarlet Phantom Dragon bit a ghost again, and it was no longer known that it was the first ghost bitten by the Scarlet Phantom Dragon, but not only did these annoying ghosts not decrease, but instead, as the body of the undead spirit was slashed, there were more and more ghosts in the air.

Roar!!

The Scarlet Phantom Dragon was furious.

It frantically shuttled through the ghost thicket, and the speed of the blood-colored phantom dragon was fast, fast, like a red lightning bolt.

The ghosts obviously couldn't keep up with the speed of the Scarlet Phantom Dragon, and often, by the time they spotted the Scarlet Phantom Dragon, the Scarlet Phantom Dragon with the Scarlet Flames had already passed through their bodies.

The blood-colored phantom dragon was really fierce, and the flames that burst out of it took away the burning ghosts at once, and soon, the ghosts entangled in the red flames, their bodies instantly turned into strange fine sand, and they fluttered slightly dazzlingly in the wind and snow. However, the Scarlet Phantom Dragon had just shown its strength, and Luo Yaxi was a little unbearable, he really didn't expect that with his current strength, it would be such a terrible thing to let the Scarlet Phantom Dragon exert its strength a little.

Helpless, panting, and sweating profusely, Luo Yaxi could only withdraw the blood-colored phantom dragon.

"Yes...... Is it okay?" The Nebula Sword supported his body, and the half-kneeling Luo Yaxi asked General Ibor beside him.

General Ibor's expression was solemn, he still underestimated these immortal spirits.

"It may take some time...... Will you hold on?" said Iber.

General Ibor cares about Luo Yaxi, but Luo Yaxi gave General Ibor a blank look-I!

Thinking like this, Luo Yahi, who was guarded by General Ibor, regained some strength a little, and then Luo Yaxi immediately joined the battle.

Well, how to put it, the current situation is really not optimistic.

Before the blood-colored phantom dragon disappeared, the ghosts in the air still had little interest in Luo Yaxi and the others, uh, it should be said that these black-pressed ghosts were restrained by the blood-colored phantom dragon.

And now, without the containment of the Scarlet Phantom Dragon, these ghosts naturally rushed towards Luo Yaxi and the others, who were still fighting hard.

Wuh!

With a cry from hell, the ghost of black pressure rushed to his face.

His grandmother's!