Chapter 1450

The word "I" fell.

The tip of the golden thunder spear slammed into the Fang Tian painting halberd, and the tip of the spear flashed with golden thunder, stabbing at the undead warrior like a shocking dragon.

The blood in the eyes of the undead warlord suddenly skyrocketed.

His upper body leaned back suddenly, and the spear grazed his body, and the golden thunder still rubbed a golden ravine on him, warding off evil gods and thunders, and being the nemesis of ghosts.

The undead warrior roared, Fang Tian's halberd swept violently, forcing Long Xiaoshan to retreat, he straightened up, on his body, there was still a small golden thunder beating where he was injured by the golden thunder, and billowing black smoke came out of the general's body.

The blood in the eyes of the undead warrior was beating wildly, filled with infinite violence.

Strands of viscous blood-red murderous aura poured out from his body, entangled in the thunder light, and wiped out those evil god thunders.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes couldn't help but shrink, such a terrifying murderous aura had actually been substantiated.

"Find ...... Dead ......"

The undead warlord let out a faint low roar in his throat.

It was the first time that Long Xiaoshan had heard the fierce spirits of the Changping battlefield speak, although the ghosts here were extremely strong, and any Yin soldier had reached the realm of the Ghost King, but it seemed that because they were too deeply affected by resentment, they all seemed to have lost their minds, and they had no memory at all, only knowing the evil things that were killed.

And this undead general, although he is also fierce and abnormal, seems to still have a little sense, and he can actually speak.

Woo –

The undead warrior clamped the war horse under his crotch, and the war horse disappeared in an instant.

That, of course, is not really disappearing, but the speed is too fast, it has long exceeded several times the speed of sound, boom!

The war horse fell from the sky, Fang Tian's halberd was like a sharp axe to open the sky, with an infinite killing aura, slashing over, the halberd had not yet been in the body, the viscous blood-red murderous aura like fish gelatin had already entangled Long Xiaoshan's body, Long Xiaoshan seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, those murderous tarsal maggots entangled him, and even rushed into his soul sea, wanting to completely strangle his soul.

"Get out!"

Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows widened, and the golden light bloomed.

Even if his soul was severely damaged, he was still a god, how could he be affected by murderous aura.

Long Xiaoshan was bathed in golden light, and all those murderous aura were washed away by the golden light, he swung his spear and collided with Fang Tian's painting halberd, dang!

Long Xiaoshan took more than ten steps back.

With this shot, Long Xiaoshan fell to the downwind, and the undead warrior was a heavily armored knight, and his own strength and the power of the war horse were combined into one, so he could easily block it.

The undead warrior is unforgiving, and the war horse flies on all fours, rushing to kill.

Rumble!

A stream of blood light rushed out from Long Xiaoshan's body, and his arm turned into a demon dragon arm claw, swinging his spear.

While!

This time, Long Xiaoshan took a few steps back, but the undead general's war horse also took a few steps back, and the blood light in the eyes of the undead warlord shrank violently, and he seemed to have some doubts about Long Xiaoshan's strength.

But in the blink of an eye, his mind was annihilated by the infinite violent aura.

Rushing over again, after Long Xiaoshan urged the Blood Demon Sutra, his strength was no longer lost to the undead general, he waved his spear, and the undead war general kept colliding, dangdangdang.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had gone through dozens of rounds.

Although the undead warrior is on a war horse, he is not clumsy at all, Fang Tian draws a halberd, like a dragon churning, piercing, stabbing, tartting, slashing, stirring, blocking, knocking, and the moves change endlessly, like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to be found, as if every halberd contains the way of heaven.

The more Long Xiaoshan fights, the more he feels like a prey that has fallen into a spider's web.

"What a powerful halberd. ”

Long Xiaoshan was also surprised, his snatching method was at least the realm of the grandmaster, and he was not the opponent of this undead general, and the other party's halberd method had already transcended the ordinary grandmaster realm.

Unexpectedly, in this Changping Ancient Battlefield, an undead general who appeared casually had such a powerful power.

This general should not be a very senior officer, although he has not studied it, but looking at the other party's armor, it cannot be those top generals.

This soldier in the pre-Qin period was inevitably too powerful.

An ordinary general's halberd method outweighed him.

Seeing that if he continued to fight, he would be defeated, Long Xiaoshan finally stopped hiding his clumsiness, the Blood Demon Sutra was urged, and his feet and bodies were also covered with blood scales, and the blood flames were monstrous.

Long Xiaoshan, whose strength skyrocketed, swept away the undead warrior with one shot.

Although his skills were not as good as those of the other party, he could drop ten times with one force, and at this time, the Blood Demon Sutra had already opened seventy percent of the dragon mountain, and his strength had skyrocketed several times, he sneered, and the golden thunder spear rushed out like an angry dragon.

This time, Long Xiaoshan had the absolute upper hand, and the undead warriors roared again and again, the ghost qi was rolling, and the evil qi around him was swallowed by him, fighting with Long Xiaoshan.

However, in the end, the power gap is too great.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Long Xiaoshan pierced the chest of the undead warrior with one shot, and the evil god thunder erupted, boom!

The undead warlord was shattered along with his crotch warhorse.

A large number of evil god thunder swam away, the undead warriors roared again and again, and those fish gelatin-like murderous aura wrapped around the evil god thunder, constantly grinding away, and they actually wanted to gather back.

Long Xiaoshan sacrificed the black and white thunder seal and smashed it violently.

Finally smashed the undead warrior into nothingness.

Jingle, a crystal fell out, Long Xiaoshan picked it up, this yin crystal nucleus was several times larger than the one he had picked up before, it was the size of a fist, and there was blood light flowing on it, and a violent murderous aura rushed out.

After solving the Undead Warlord.

Long Xiaoshan looked back.

Ge Zhengqing and the others are still fighting with those Yin soldiers, and most of those Yin soldiers have died, but Ge Zhengqing and the others are also out of breath, especially the few people who have cultivated to a weaker level, their hands and feet are trembling, and it is obviously the end of the strong crossbow.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoshan went over and shot one at a time, killing all the remaining Yin soldiers.

The dust settled.

Several people sat on the ground, gasping for air.

"Thank you, Dragon Master. Ge Zhengqing arched his hand.

Long Xiaoshan waved his hand: "You guys rest first." ”

When the undead war was about to be killed, the evil qi here was significantly weakened, not as the wind howled just now, everyone rested for a while, recovered some strength, and continued to move forward.

Finally, I arrived at the place where I had just seen the light.

It was a huge arch, and there were two pillars on the side of the arch, which were very thick, and the one on the left had collapsed, and the light was emitted from the intact pillar of light on the right.

There seemed to be ripples in the middle of the arch, and there was a large amount of yin and evil qi swept in from the ripples.

"What is this?" the crowd looked at the arch.

The golden flame in Long Xiaoshan's eyes jumped, just like the fiery eyes of the Monkey King, two golden lights swept out, he observed the two pillars with the eye of heaven, the golden light in his eyes became more and more vigorous, suddenly, he snorted, took a few steps back, and the light in his eyes disappeared, revealing a look of pain.

"Xiaoshan, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Xiaoqiao connected to him.

"Dragon Master. "Others came around.

Long Xiaoshan waved his hand: "I'm fine, it's just that my divine sense checked the formation just now, and I was almost injured by those complex and vast seals inside, you don't easily use your divine sense to look at these pillars." ”

(End of chapter)