"King!"

Li Cunxiao's face changed drastically.

Su Ming pointed his finger at his heart to suppress the churning qi and blood, and raised his eyes to sweep over Zhou Linfu and the others, "Don't you want a heaven-level ghost general?" Okay, I'll give you another one. ”

"Come out!"

An aura more powerful than Li Cunxiao diffused from Su Ming's body.

Another heaven-level ghost will appear.

This scene caused the people watching the battle to scream again and again.

One person actually has two heaven-level ghost generals?

What kind of evil can do it?

"King!"

"Kill!"

A cold voice burst out of Su Ming's throat.

"Yes!"

"I am Lu Fengxian, you dare to hurt my king, you really deserve to die!"

The sound is like thunder, shocking the world.

Zhou Linfu's eyes welled up with a thick fire.

Another heaven-level ghost general.

This harvest is not small.

What's more, this heaven-level ghost general turned out to be the god of war Lu Bu.

"Haha......"

Zhou Linfu, Sun Tianzheng and others looked up to the sky and laughed.

Zhao Gongzi and Long Bo looked at each other, and the whole person was stunned. Zhao Gongzi trembled and said, "What kind of demon is this?" ”

Long Bo gasped, "I thought he was sent to death, but I never thought that there was a heaven-level ghost general, and I didn't expect it to be Lu Fengxian." ”

"This battle has to be seen."

Zhao Gongzi exclaimed, "He's so mysterious, I can't help but want to investigate his origin." ”

"It should be the way of a certain Daomen."

"Since it's a Daozi, where will the heaven-level ghost come from?"

"Seventh Prince, although the contract ghost will be the talent of the magic family, the Dao Sect has more mysterious abilities than the magic family."

Long Bo glanced at Lu Bu with a jealous expression, and continued: "Think about it seriously, has there ever been a god venerable in the entire Yin and Yang Realm? “

Zhao Gongzi frowned, "It doesn't seem to be." ”

"It must have appeared, but the Divine Venerable of the Spell Family is far inferior to the Daomen Divine Venerable, so it seems obscure."

Long Bo exclaimed: "It's not unreasonable for the Dao Sect to be able to overwhelm the Spell Family, the Spell Family and the Dao Sect pursue different goals. ”

"Lombard, is the gap that big?" -

Zhao Gongzi was very unconvinced.

Lombard sighed helplessly, "Maybe the gap is bigger than we imagined." The magic family can't be a ghost general, a royal weapon, and an artifact, and these routines have long been clearly understood by the masters of the Daomen. ”

"But what about the Daomen? I don't know anything. ”

Zhao Gongzi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

On the hill to the west.

The wind spirit of the dragon turtle clan narrowed his eyes slightly, and an intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This kid is very good, he actually has two heaven-level ghost generals, if Li Cunxiao is not injured, this kind of formation is enough to sweep the Zhou family."

The people beside Feng Lingshu were amazed.

Feng Lingshu slowly spoke, "Although Lu Bu is strong, he is not the opponent of Zhou Linfu, Sun Tianzheng and others, close to ten Xuan Masters, once a war starts, this place may be razed to the ground in an instant." ”

"Brother Feng, what do you think should be done?"

"Wait and see."

Feng Lingshu's eyes were calm and his expression was indifferent, worthy of being the pride of the sky of the Dragon Turtle Clan.

On the other hand, the master of the Golden Scorpion clan was already scared to the ground.

They simply didn't dare to take the lead.

Approaching ten Xuan Masters, they may be slapped to death if they go out.

On another hill, there stood an old Taoist in a Taoist robe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were always focused on the battle situation.

A young Taoist priest beside him said helplessly: "Master, what should I do now?" ”

Lao Dao shook the dust in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "Let's look at the situation, it just so happens that Lao Dao also wants to see the domineering of the heaven-level ghost general." ”

"Master, I think it's better to forget it."

The young Taoist priest persuaded: "The Zhou family, the Sun family, the Qian family, and so many other families, even if you are a heavenly master, it is impossible to defeat them." ”

"I really don't know what apprentices Su Tianyuan taught, don't you know to keep a low profile? You have to fight to the death. ”

Old Dao looked at the young Taoist priest meaningfully, "Disciple, do you know how much Su Tianyuan has contributed to the peace of the Yin and Yang Realm?" ”

"Do you know who was the god who overwhelmed the five great families and drove the five great families to the mountains and forests to hide?"

The young Taoist priest's eyes widened in horror, "It can't be Su Tianyuan." ”

An intriguing smile appeared on Lao Dao's face.

The young Taoist priest took a deep breath and couldn't help but look at Su Ming, who was fighting with the family......

He turned out to be a high-ranking disciple of the gods.

After a while, the young Taoist priest hurriedly asked, "Master, in that case, why didn't Su Tianyuan come in person, his appearance was enough to deter all the magic families here." ”

"Su Tianyuan taught two high-ranking disciples, one of whom is surnamed Wang, and he has a peerless appearance."

"Does it have anything to do with the Wang family, a family of spells?"

"You can't hit a piece of eight poles."

Lao Dao's eyes were confused, as if he was recalling the past. After a while, he continued: "Su Tianyuan's disciples never follow the rules, and once his disciples reach adulthood, they will be driven down the mountain by him to go through the training. ”

"More than 30 years ago, the Witch Temple suddenly appeared in the land of China and wantonly killed innocents. After Su Tianyuan learned the news, he directly hit the lair of the Witch Palace. He fought bloodily for three days and three nights, killing the masters of the Witch Palace, and then the Witch Palace fell silent. ”

"Although Su Tianyuan repelled the Witch Palace, he was also seriously injured in the fight between the masters of the Witch Palace, and his cultivation fell to the Heavenly Master Realm."

The young Taoist priest opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

"Master, what about his peerless apprentice? Why not come out and help? ”

"His disciple went to a rather mysterious place."

Lao Dao sighed: "Although Su Tianyuan is usually out of tune, he has worked hard to protect the earth. ”

"Master, the apprentice still has a question."

"Say it."

"What kind of sect and sect is Su Tianyuan, I have never heard you talk about it."

"Maoshan."

"Where is there such a senior in Maoshan, master, even if you don't want to tell me, there's no need to trick me."

"He often changes his surname, he used to be called Wang Tianyuan, the head of the Maoshan generation."

Lao Dao glared at his apprentice fiercely, pointed at Su Ming and said, "When will you be as fearless as him, Lao Dao will be at ease." ”

The young Taoist priest pouted and complained: "He is an apprentice trained by the Divine Venerable, master, if you are a Divine Venerable, maybe I am more powerful than him." ”

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Rumble!

At this time, the landslide cracked.

Lu Bu collided head-on with Zhou Linfu, Sun Tianzheng and other Xuanshi, and the two sides retreated hundreds of meters each.

Even though Lu Bu is the god of war, he still feels difficult in the face of nearly ten Xuan Masters.

Su Ming is trying to find a way to dissolve the prohibition in Li Cunxiao's body and restore his combat power. Only when he joined forces with Lu Bu could he defeat Zhou Linfu and them.

Lu Bu's scarlet eyes locked on Zhou Linfu, and he suddenly shouted.

"Fang Tian Painting Halberd!"

The ghost is entangled, and the divine soldiers start.

Lu Bu's momentum was like a bamboo, soaring into the sky.

He conjured up more than a dozen figures and rushed towards Zhou Linfu and the others together.