The ancient tomb of Talasha is extremely grand, and the area is also very large, not so much a tomb, but an extremely large underground city, and it is also an extremely strong underground city protected by powerful prohibitions.

Therefore, at this moment, although the battle between Chu Xun and the others and these ten immortal powerhouses was extremely fierce, it was not beyond the tolerance range of this ancient tomb. And as the battle intensified, the ten immortal powerhouses that had originally gathered together were gradually divided by Chu Xun and others, scattered throughout the ancient tomb, fighting separately.

Among these ten immortal powerhouses, the strongest of them was stopped by Woodent, who was angry and single-handedly stopped, and although Chu Xun did not face the strongest Woodent, he also stopped two immortals with his own strength, plus his Xuanwu, who also stopped an immortal powerhouse, and cooperated with Yang Ling Zhang Xie and Tianfall to stop the other two immortal thunderbolt and other magic phases, it can be said that he alone almost contained nearly half of the enemy.

And the remaining five immortal powerhouses, although their strength is not weak, they are also blocked by the Seven Deadly Sins and others, Zhou Yulong, and the Black Devil, and they fight extremely fiercely.

Table tennis!

I saw that with a violent roar, Woodent and Anger collided violently like two black meteors, and then suddenly separated, stopping dozens of meters away from each other, looking at each other with solemn expressions.

At this moment, there was already an extra crack in the black armor of the angry right fist, as if it had been cut by some kind of sharp blade. However, Woodyent's situation was not much better, the black blade in his hand was already covered with tiny cracks, like a crystal work of art smashed by a hammer, and could collapse completely at any moment.

"This guy, his strength is really not weak!"

Glancing at the crack sword in his hand, Woodent's pupils shrank slightly, then he took a deep breath, clenched the sword, and said coldly: "Lord of Darkness, King of Eternal Night, Shadow Clone, now!" ”

Buzz!

As Woodent's voice fell, a thick black light suddenly erupted from his body. And under the light of this rich black light, the shadow behind him gradually split, turning from one to nine, and slowly condensing into entities, turning into nine clones that were almost identical to him.

And as soon as these clones appeared, they changed together with his body, as if teleporting, constantly changing positions, and finally suddenly jumped up, rushing towards the angry slaughter from all directions.

"Huh?"

Seeing that these ten shadow clones were not the slightest different in appearance and aura, as if they were once the real clones of Azazel, his eyes narrowed slightly, his fists clenched, and he was ready to fight at any time.

"Darkness will eventually be driven out by light!"

However, before the anger could move, a cold voice suddenly sounded from not far away. Then, I saw ten brilliant white-gold holy lights suddenly burst out from the place where the voice came from, enveloping the bodies of the ten Woodents at an extremely fast speed.

Snort!

The power of light is worthy of being the biggest nemesis of the dark power, even if greed's cultivation at the moment is not as good as Woodente's, but under the illumination of his powerful holy light, those shadow clones of Woodente suddenly began to dissolve and collapse like snow under the sun, and finally turned into bits of black light, which were completely expelled by these pillars of light.

In the blink of an eye, Woodent's nine shadow clones were all wiped out, leaving him alone, continuing to rush towards Fury.

"Damn it!"

Because Woodent arrived late, he didn't see the process of using the power of light to restrain the dark power of the black-robed man before Greed, and naturally he didn't know that among these people there would be a strong enemy who could restrain him in terms of strength.

By the time he found out that his shadow clone was gone, he had already rushed in front of the furious, and the anger also screamed, and fought back against him, slamming his fist at him.

Woodent knew in his heart that at this distance, even if he retreated immediately, it would be too late, and he would make himself more passive. Therefore, the heavy punch that was angrily smashed in front of him, his eyes suddenly froze, and then he gritted his teeth, waved the black long sword in his hand, and stabbed straight towards the angry fist.

Table tennis!

Click!

The next moment, with a violent roar, the angry fist was finally blocked by the long sword in Woodent's hand. But at the same time, the long sword finally couldn't support the terrifying power of anger, and exploded as it blocked the heavy punch of anger, turning into countless crystal shards and shooting out in all directions.

"Go!"

However, as the son of the Speaker, the weapons used by Woodent are naturally not ordinary, and almost at the moment when the crystal sword was shattered by an angry punch, Woodent had already screamed, and then manipulated those broken crystals, like sharp flying knives, shooting towards the anger at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, Woodent's body also erupted with a richer black light, swung his right fist, and smashed towards the rage.

"Wrath of the River Styx!"

Anger didn't seem to pay attention to the black crystal fragments that shot out at all, and the next moment, he suddenly screamed, and then swung his right fist as well, and smashed forward again.

And with the blast of his right fist, the ground beneath him suddenly cracked and exploded, and endless dark red water of the River Styx poured out from the crack in the ground, smashing forward along his fist.

Boom Boom Boom!

Then, with a loud roar, the surging water of the River Styx also swept heavily on the black crystals, smashing the black crystals that shot from them to pieces, and at the same time, the angry fist also bombarded with Woodent's fist.

Suddenly, in the midst of a terrifying energy turbulence, Anger and Woodent also took two steps back, but the only difference was that Anger was a little more crack in the armor of the fist, while Woodent was hit by the anger of the right fist The skin was opened, and even left a deep scar that could be seen in the bones.

"Gather!"

Looking at the bloody scar on his right fist, Woodent's pupils suddenly shrank, and he deeply realized how stupid it was to fight with anger in hand-to-hand combat.

So the next moment, he waved his right hand and shouted loudly.

And with the sound of Wooden's fierce shout, those black crystal shards that were shattered by the impact of the water of the River Styx also seemed to be affected by some kind of force, and shot out at a very fast speed, converging in front of Woodent, and finally regrouped, turning into the intact black long sword again.

"Kill!"

The sword recovered, and Woodent let out another shout, then clenched the sword and continued to fight with the fury.

He knew that he wouldn't have a chance to snatch the Staff of Hradim from Skyfall if he didn't solve his anger, so instead of risking being attacked from behind by Anger and forcibly shake off his anger and grab the staff, he might as best he could to hold it down, or even kill this guy, to create a chance for the others.

After all, on their side, in addition to him, there are still nine immortal powerhouses, and it is impossible for nine immortals to join forces, and they can't take away a magic staff from the hands of a group of god-level "miscellaneous fish", right?

However, it turned out that Woodent not only overestimated the strength of his own men, but also underestimated the combat effectiveness of Chu Xun and others.

"Shushan Sword Technique - Sword of Three Talents!"

I saw that with the sound of a cold shout, Zhou Yulong, who was holding the sword of Langnukis, also jumped up violently, the human sword was one, and then turned into three with one, and then turned into three golden sword shadows, and slashed at the burly man holding a giant axe in front of him from three directions.

"Damn it!"

This burly man had been killed several times in previous battles, and although he had reshaped his body with the power of faith, his combat power had not diminished, but there were only two or three chances left to be reborn. So at this moment, seeing Zhou Yulong turning into a sword and shooting at him, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

However, although his heart was full of jealousy and fear, this burly giant man also knew very well that if he retreated rashly at this moment, not only would he not be able to retreat, but he might also anger Woodent and cause even more trouble. So in desperation, he could only grit his teeth, shout, and then swing the giant axe in his hand and slash at the three golden swords that Zhou Yulong had turned into.