"What did you do!"

Seeing this, Yuan Xian suddenly yelled in the direction of Donou.

Needless to say, he could also understand that the ghost clan behind him all fell to the ground, and it must have been the work of the little one in front of him.

It's not that Yuan Xian hasn't seen Dongou before, it's just that this miniature version of Dongou didn't recognize him for a while.

Dongou saw that Yuanxian already had emotions, and knew that the time had come.

Yuan Xian, who can't keep calm, must not be as cautious as before.

Dongou let out a "giggle" laugh, and the childish laughter was like the sound of a child's playfulness and playfulness.

Yuan Xian was so distraught when he heard this, that he didn't have time to appreciate the changes in the altar, so he was about to rush to the place where Dongou was standing.

As soon as Dongou flipped his palm, the bottle in Yuan Xian's hand exploded, and the original cracks instantly seemed to tear open a few holes in the bottle, and the drug inside slowly flowed out.

The sudden explosion and slight pain made Yuan Xian stop his movements about to leave the place where he was, and raised his hand to see if there was any injury in the palm of his hand.

At the moment when Dongou raised his hand, the bottle burned again, and the bottle was also completely exploded into small fragments in this burning, falling from Yuan Xian's fingertips.

And the drug was sprayed directly at Yuan Xian's face.

Yuan Xian shook his hand vigorously and wiped it on his face with his other hand that was not contaminated with drugs.

Which one wiped it, but wiped those drugs all over his face, and Yuan Xian inevitably inhaled a large amount of drugs, and some of the drugs even passed through Yuan Xian's mouth and were directly "taken".

Yuan Xian's movements gradually became sluggish, and such a large amount of drug, even for Yuan Xian, would not be useless.

And Yuan Xian's throw just threw the drugs that had not yet been burned to a short distance, standing in front of the altar, guiding the power of the ghost moon into the altar of frost.

Shuangyi didn't realize what Yuan Xian had done to her, and all her attention was focused on the altar.

This time, it is an unexpected surprise for Dongou City.

Dongou didn't hesitate, but directly covered his spiritual power a step away from the altar.

The main purpose of this distance is to cut off the connection between the Ghost Moon and the Dharma Altar.

Dongou power, in addition to spiritual power, is the most different from this world, which is the power of the gods that belongs to him alone.

And this divine power is precisely the strongest opponent of ghost power.

Donou's spiritual power, mixed with the power of the gods, laid a spherical barrier around the altar, and this barrier flashed with orange and yellow that belonged to Donou.

The change between a few breaths made the ghost clan lose the opportunity.

The sluggishness of the Yuan Xian, the chaos of the frost clothes, and the ghost clan that fell to the ground could not stop Dongou from cutting off the connection between the ghost moon and the altar.

And Don'ou, with his unique divine power, easily "blocked" the altar.

Bai Liyue looked at this battle, which only lasted less than a hundred breaths, and was amazed in her heart.

In addition to Dongou 's overwhelming strength and careful layout, the most important thing is Donou's unruly composure and grasp of "opportunities".

Dongou is worthy of being the leader of the Winged Fire Snake clan.

Bai Liyue saw that there was no place where she could help, and the slowness of the ghost clan was also temporary, the ghost moon was the head, and in more than an hour, the ghost moon would take shape, and the final result would be at that time, and a break would be obtained.

Compared with Bai Liyue and Si Haoyan's "calmness", Zuo Yichen is much more "resolute".

Seeing that Dongou had restrained the ghost clan, how could he let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Zuo Yichen, who was hiding in the shadows, gave an order, and the demon secret guards who were ambushed around attacked him in groups, and directly killed the ghost clans who fell to the ground.

In addition to Yuanxian, Wuding, Shuangyi, and a few ghost clans with slightly stronger strength, those ghost clans below the ghost soldiers were annihilated by Zuo Yichen's secret guards in one fell swoop.

However, Yuan Xian's eyes seemed to be clouded by something, and in these nearly ten breaths, he could only "watch" his ghost clans, one by one, losing their vitality.

For a while, the strength of the ghost clan was greatly damaged, and the remaining ghost clans, all of them, added up, were less than twenty.

On the Terran side, Si Haoyan and Zuo Yichen's secret guards alone exceeded fifty.

In terms of numbers, the Terran side has become a one-sided situation, completely suppressing the ghost race.

But is that really the case?

Although there are not many people left, the strength of the ghost clan is above Bai Liyue, and even the strength of some ghost clans is already on par with Si Haoyan, not to mention the rank of Yuanxian, and the strength has surpassed the existence of the ghost general.

On the other hand, on the side of the human race, although the number of people surpassed that of the ghost race, the strength of those people was not as high as that of Si Haoyan, and the lowest was even one or two small steps higher than Bai Liyue's level.

Such a gap in strength, if it is a head-on confrontation, a blow from Yuan Xian can wipe out almost the entire army of the human race.

And this ten breaths of time flies very quickly.

Zuo Yichen also knew that "when he saw it, he would accept it", and when he found that Yuan Xian's consciousness was clear, he directly transmitted a message to his secret guards and ordered them to retreat.

Under the ghost moon, the light and shadow are filled.

The chaotic air was already filled with spiritual power, ghost power, magic power, and divine power.

There are even some demonic powers shuttling in it, making this already chaotic night even more turbid.

As soon as Yuan Xian came back to his senses, he found that the altar had "happened"!

"Si Haoyan, you dare to !!"

Although he didn't see the person who came clearly, Yuan Xian just put all this on Si Haoyan's body.

There are not many people who can fight against him, although Si Haoyan's strength cannot be ranked among them, but after fighting in the Great Qi Dynasty for so many years, Yuan Xian subconsciously thinks that only Si Haoyan will try his best to obstruct his plans.

Even if it is not Si Haoyan himself, it can only be someone related to Si Haoyan.

Si Haoyan, who was "lying down", raised his eyebrows innocently, and looked at Yuan Xian, who was on the verge of rage, with a wicked smile.

Now that Prince Yuanxian has already decided that he did it, if he doesn't really do something, isn't he a little sorry for Prince Yuanxian's "expectations"?

Si Haoyan rubbed the tip of his index finger with his thumb, and some small pieces like grains of sand fell from his fingertips.

A gust of evening breeze blew in the direction of Yuanxian, and those small pieces were blown into the air, slowly drifting towards Wuding.

Yuan Xian was still roaring, but the ghost power mixed with the roar was gradually weakening.

Yuan Xian didn't notice it himself, but Wu Ding behind him really caught it very keenly.

(End of chapter)