"Herod!"

The sound of the bronze lord's hiss was so clear and high, with a pride overlooking the mortal world.

Just like its former owner.

Originally, except for its owner, the bronze lord would not allow a second person to ride on his body, but now the guy on his own body is an exception.

This guy has a very special status in the owner's place.

Allow him to ride.

Bronze Jue thought so, his eyes scanning the ghost tide in front of him, with humane disdain.

That's it?

It's much worse than the formation of the broken temple in Vashan Mountain.

"Herod!"

Baby, I haven't seen you for a while, why are you pulling like this?

Tong Jue raised his head and asked Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi naturally couldn't understand the horse language, so he set up the thunder long knife in his hand, and with the thunder surging, the blade grew a little longer, which was the length suitable for horse warfare.

"Whew!"

Zhao Yun roared, and his anger was agitated, spanning hundreds of miles!

"Herod!!"

With the neighing of the war horse, the silver-white jade lion and the brown-red bronze jue responded at the first time, and the people stood up in unison.

Then charge!

Charge! Charge! Charge!

The bronze lord ran.

Jiang Qi only felt that he was flying in the wind, it was the ultimate speed, and everything around him was quiet at the moment when Tongjue charged.

It's like entering a world of silence.

Jiang Qi knew that it was the speed that broke through the sound barrier in an instant.

And that's just the beginning.

Sitting on Tong Jue's back, Jiang Qi almost didn't have to think about what moves and what knife techniques, he only needed to put the long knife horizontally, and under that extreme speed, it was an unstoppable meat grinder!

If you pull up the perspective of the battlefield, you will find that in an almost endless tide of ghosts, two rays of light, one silver and one brown, are rushing to kill without hindrance.

No one knows how long it has been, it may have been a short moment, or it could have been three days and three nights of killing.

In short, the ghost tide has receded.

The ghost tide that was originally swarming one after the other, was now dodging the two rays of light, one brown and one silver.

The countless evil ghosts in the eight-thousand-mile ghost realm were killed by Jiang Qi and Zhao Yun to the point of fear!

The Ghost King, who was originally sitting on the throne of white bones, frowned, no matter how he ordered, the demons who were originally obedient to orders were now resisting.

Ghosts, too, will die.

At a certain point, after breaking a certain boundary, the ghost will also be afraid of death!

As it is now.

The two unruly rays of light stopped their charge, for they had already rushed in front of the Ghost King!

Behind those two divine horses, there were countless evil ghosts crowded there, and they didn't dare to take even a step forward!

"Herod"

The bronze lord glanced at the ghost king, and then looked away with disdain, and the figure of the divine horse slowly dispersed.

Jiang Qi fell to the ground, and Zhao Yun on the other side also made the same move, scattering the jade lion of the night.

The two of them looked together at the ghost king who was sitting on the throne of bones.

Brought from the killing field, the undispersed evil qi is still condensed in the eyes.

Those were two pairs of scarlet eyes that were three points worse than the demons.

"Oh, it's not a disaster."

Zhao Yun smiled, the silver-white armor on his body turned into spiritual light and dissipated, revealing a neat short fight of the same color, and the bright silver spear in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground.

"I slept well, and suddenly a guy appeared, occupied the old god statue, destroyed the old temple, this account, how to calculate it."

As he spoke, the old general stepped forward.

"Tread"

The boots made a sonorous sound when they stepped on the soft black earth.

With one step, the old general's back seemed to be a little taller, and the tips of his pale hair were also a little deeper.

Similarly, the momentum of the body is also a little stronger.

Jiang Qi stared at the old general's back.

The Ghost King couldn't help but straighten up, his eyes filled with incredible surprise and seriousness.

I saw that on the black soil, in front of the group of ghosts, an old man walked with a gun, and his steps were sonorous.

Nine out of ninety steps are old, and every step is ink-stained whitehead.

Before arriving at the Throne of Bones, the original old figure disappeared completely.

In his place was a young general who was unspeakably valiant in his arms.

The general was armed with a spear, and his sword eyebrows were in his temples, and he was so handsome and neat.

He raised his eyes to look at the Ghost King, who had risen from his throne, and smiled.

There is a smile in it, with arrogance and uninhibitedness.

At this moment, he is not a pillar of Ji Han who has experienced lead and is introverted, but a proud young man when he first met his uncle.

"Come, fight!"

"!! Groan"

The gentian bright silver spear vibrated and hummed, and the wind roared to the extreme to the extreme, resounding through the eight thousand miles of ghost realm!

Mars.

Countless sparks appeared in the air with the charge of the young general, accompanied by the hum of the silver-white spear.

It has rendered this eternal dark underworld with beautiful brilliance.

"Chirp!!"

Every bit of spark, with its crisp birdsong, swarmed and flew around, clustering around the young general's side.

The young general jumped high and stretched his arms. Countless sparks turned into flocks of birds, converging behind the general, and finally, condensed into a brilliant flame wing!

"Hundred birds, Chaofeng!"

"!! Groan"

The phoenix is singing, the world is clear!

The general with the wings of flame on his back turned into a phoenix falling from the sky in a trance!

The magnificent tail feathers, swaying behind him, pulled out a stunning stream of light in mid-air.

Every ray of light is converged by countless Mars, and every Mars is a living bird.

The chirping of the birds, guided by the chirping of the phoenix, has a wordless harmony.

Jiang Qi looked up.

I saw the fire phoenix flapping its wings, and a hundred birds followed.

"Woo!!"

The phoenix's cry is no longer pleasant, but turns into a rage full of rage!

The phoenix falls.

"Roar!!

The ghost king completely lost his calmness and freehand, his expression was unprecedentedly grim, and in the face of the phoenix that fell from the sky, even the ghost king had to change color!

Because, the ghost king is not sure that he will be able to take this blow!

This way of a hundred birds and a phoenix is the condensation of Zhao Yun's life spirit, and it is an extreme move!

If it is said that the Seven Snake Disc Gun is Zhao Yun's late spearmanship and return to the basics, he has introduced new marksmanship.

Then, the Hundred Birds Chaofeng is the embodiment of Zhao Yun's martial arts will condensed after killing all his life, rolling in countless Shura fields, and defeating many strong enemies!

There is no harmony, no feedback, no clumsiness, not to mention great ingenuity.

It is rebellious, it is indomitable, it is sharp!

In the face of such a move, the ghost king must make desperate preparations, otherwise, he will definitely fall under the phoenix!

The Ghost King's body was expanding, and the huge body of the original zhang two turned into ten zhang high at this moment, as if a real demon god had awakened!

The demon god-like ghost king, with his arms stretched out, and the vertical and horizontal ghost aura makes people shudder and tremble from the heart!

He burst out of his strongest state and combat power!

It all happened in a split second.

Under Jiang Qi's gaze, the White Bone Throne collapsed.

The demon king who rose from the ground collided with the fire phoenix that fell from the sky.

(End of chapter)