Lu Yu didn't want to do this either, but this is all a bright performance point!

Wouldn't it be a loss of blood if they let them run!

He waved the Black Wind Soul Summoning Flag in his hand, and the banner swept towards the dense haunted house in an instant, and the ghosts below the seventh order did not have the slightest resistance under the Black Wind Soul Flag, and they were just taken in by the face.

It's just that these low-level ghost things scattered in a hurry, although Lu Yu has six hands, but there is no way to catch all these tens of thousands of ghost things.

A moment later, the dark sky of Huai'an City suddenly returned to clarity.

Until there were only seven ghost kings left who were still fighting with Yue Qinglan and the others, Lu Yufei stepped forward, and he came directly to Long Zhiyun's side, and what he fought with Long Zhiyun was a skeleton frame shrouded in a tattered linen robe.

The white bone skeleton wielded a white bone scythe, wielding it with a tigerish style.

His white bones were as hard as gold and iron, and he was not afraid of the slash of the Blue Dragon Glaive.

Long Zhiyun was extremely weak now because she had overdrawn her ghost power twice in succession before, and she was just struggling to support it, if it weren't for Yue Qinglan's fireball support from time to time, she would have been unable to hold it a long time ago.

As soon as Lu Yu came up, he released the crow, although the current crow was only the size of a fist, but the flames on its body were still not to be underestimated.

As soon as he joined the battle group, he caused great trouble to the White Bone Ghost King, on the one hand, it was the strength of the Hellfire Hell, and on the other hand, Lu Yu was the one who defeated the Dragon Huai Ghost King after all, and he was born with a sense of oppression.

"Phew!"

At this time, the White Bone Ghost King ignored Lu Yu, but took Long Zhiyun's knife.

The Qinglong Glaive made a crisp sound when the Qinglong Glaive slashed at his white bones, and a bone shattered directly, and the White Bone Ghost King didn't even blink his eyes, and directly bullied forward, preparing to forcibly break through Long Zhiyun's blockade, and then escape.

The white bone scythe in his hand swung out, and the sharp blade fell towards Long Zhiyun's neck.

At this time, Long Zhiyun was running out of the old and the new power was not born, and she didn't have time to dodge the sacrificial blow of the White Bone Ghost King, and her head was about to fall to the ground.

"Ding~!"

At this moment, the scythe of the White Bone Ghost King was blocked by a white light curtain.

I don't know when, a small white tower was suspended above the head of Longzhi Cloud, and the white tower emitted a white shimmer; Longzhi cloud protection inside, although the white light is faint but unusually strong.

The White Bone Ghost King saw that his inevitable sword had not succeeded, so he put away his scythe and retreated frantically.

As a result, a black flag greeted.

The banner completely sealed his retreat in all directions, and the White Bone Ghost King was suddenly shocked, and before he could react, he felt a powerful force of receptivity fall on him.

He looked up and saw that the white tower had flown above his head at some point.

And it turned into a tower dozens of meters high, and this huge suction force came from the tower, and just as he was struggling, a black-red flame fell on the body of the White Bone Ghost King.

"Ah~!"

A bone-like pain immediately came from the depths of his soul, and the White Bone Ghost King couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Three Yin White Bone Tower suppressed the Hundred Ghost King into the tower.

After Long Zhiyun and Lu Yu glanced at each other, they immediately went to help the others.

At this time, the situation in the field was already extremely clear, Yue Qinglan had also settled the battle, and the ghost king who fought with her had been burned to ashes by the fire she released.

Lao Niu, Zhou Shaoyang and Yang Wentian are also pressing their opponents to fight, and it is only a matter of time before they win.

Song Jun and Fang Qiong were a little worse, after all, the two had just been promoted, they only needed to drag their opponents and wait until the others finished the battle, even if they were victorious.

Now Long Zhiyun and Yue Qinglan have gone up to support.

Only Ouyang Ze was more embarrassed, his opponent was a ghost king with a mace in his hand, and his body was like a small mountain, and Ouyang Ze was cautiously walking away with the other party at this time.

Just now, he was accidentally hit by the other party, and he was almost smashed into a meatloaf with a stick.

Fortunately, his Ouyang family has a deep heritage, and although his own strength is a little worse, all kinds of ghost weapons in his hands are endless, and it is a bit difficult to defeat the other party, and it is not a big problem to drag it for a while.

Seeing this, Lu Yu immediately flew over.

A dusk river appeared out of thin air, directly turning into a large river and rushing towards the huge ghost king.

Lu Yu likes to deal with this kind of ghost thing that is not good at speed, as long as it falls into the Stygian River, even if he has great strength, he will not want to come out again.

"Bang!"

The Ghost King's mace smashed into the Stygian River, and the water splashed everywhere.

Styx was immediately smashed open by him, but Styx was divided into two, and he wrapped it in it.

After the ghost king fell and struggled for a while, he was silent, and all his strength was suppressed and blocked by the water of the Stygian River, and then, Lu Yu also suppressed it in the Three Yin White Bone Tower.

After just a few moments, the rest of the people were pretty much done with the battle.

Only the opponents of the Song army remained.

However, this wolf-headed ghost creature has been suppressed at the moment, and Song Jun, who has turned into a giant tiger, has a black light in his eyes, and this light directly submerges into the ghost king's eyebrows.

After a moment, Song Jun let go of his suppression, and the wolf-headed ghost king actually stood behind him like a guard.

Lu Yu had heard of Song Jun's ability to turn other ghosts into his own ghosts.

The reason why he was able to be called the first of the sixth order in Jiangning Province before was precisely because he had more than a dozen sixth-order ghosts, and among the same rank, he was almost an invincible existence, you were alone, and the other party was more than a dozen people.

There's no way to fight it!

Now it's even more awesome, and even the ghost king can be accepted as a ghost.

If Lu Yu hadn't opened the hanging, it is estimated that none of the ten would be Song Jun's opponents.

At this moment, Song Jun's eyes showed a very strong look of excitement, he was originally promoted to the seventh order, and now he had subdued a seventh-order ghost king, although it was only the kind that had just advanced, but it was a priceless treasure for Song Jun.

"Thank you for your help!"

Yue Qinglan nodded lightly and said, "It's just a gesture, if Speaker Song's strength is stronger, the strength of my Imperial Ghost Division will also be stronger, and I wish you would surrender a few more ghost kings." ”

Hearing this, the expressions on everyone's faces were different.

Some people are envious and sigh how they don't have such ability, while others have a sad face on their faces.

The person with a bitter face was Ouyang Ze, although he entered the seventh order earlier than Song Jun, but Song Jun's strength was in his eyes, and the ghost weapon in his hand before might be slightly better.

But now that Song Jun has a seventh-order ghost in his hand, he has already thrown himself far away.

At this time, Yue Qinglan said to Lu Yu: "Next, the affairs of Huai'an City will be handed over to you and Fang Qiong, and all the hidden dangers in the city must be solved." ”

"No problem, just leave it to me." Lu Yu said.