The actions of Miaohiro's clone are like swimming fish diving, implying heavenly principles but there is no trace of them. Even if Qian Yunsheng was just watching from the sidelines, he had an urge as if he was going to vomit blood.

He only felt that the other party's actions everywhere were almost perfect, although all the old ghosts seemed to join forces to besiege Miaoguang's clone, but they preferred to act like every old ghost was just facing it alone.

I saw that Miaoguang's clone swept away from the green-haired horse-faced old ghost with one blow, and the next moment it flew to the side of the yellow-haired old ghost in an instant. With a silent palm, it slapped on a bone ball full of sharp claws that the yellow-haired old ghost had forged with his own fangs.

"Bang!"

The minions were sharp and sharp on all sides, like a hedgehog clustered together, and the sharp fangs stood proudly.

But it was such a ghost murder weapon that the yellow-haired old ghost was proud of, and as soon as it hit the light palm of Miaoguang's clone, it was like a fragile piece of paper that was about to be broken at the snap of a finger, and it instantly turned into pieces flying in the sky.

What's even more terrifying is that although the silent palm of Miaoguang's clone shattered the tooth ball, it was like doing a trivial thing, and it still slapped towards the chest of the yellow-haired old ghost without hindrance.

Although the yellow-haired old ghost has a strong mind, he couldn't help but gasp when he saw that the other party had smashed the treasure he was proud of so easily.

At this time, the reminder of the green-haired horse-faced old ghost had just arrived.

This made the yellow-haired old ghost understand even more that the other party's palm seemed ordinary, but in fact, the mystery was hidden.

I couldn't help but turn black, and my two sleeves danced, like a butterfly wearing flowers, and hundreds of secret methods were played in an instant. Keep yourself airtight, and move your whole body to the side.

"Ding!"

Just when the yellow-haired old ghost was shaken by Miaoguang's clone and had to move to the side first, the black-armored man finally arrived.

I saw that it didn't hesitate at all, and its whole body appeared coldly behind Miaohiro's clone like a ghost.

Its hands were like two thin knives, and it slashed through a strange path like a spirit snake, slashing towards the side of Myohiro's clone.

This move is the result of the skill of the black-armored man, and it has both his vision and experience, which can be described as cunning and ruthless.

It really deserves to be the patriarch of the First Tribe, and its strength is extremely strong. This move is the first move that the old ghosts have fought so far, and they have attacked Miaoguang's clone.

And before that, almost all of Miaoguang's clones said to fight, and stopped when they said to stop. Now that the old ghosts were able to fight back in such a short period of time, even with the deep thoughts of Miaoguang's clone, under the traction of this subtle qi machine, they still had to show surprise.

"Peng!"

As the yellow-haired old ghost fell out, the surprise on Miaoguang's doppelganger's face was only for a moment, only to see that its body trembled suddenly, and it was obviously still standing in place, but it made the black-armored man feel that he didn't know where to hit this time.

It only felt as if it could hit the opponent in the next moment, but it seemed that no matter how it hit, it would fall into the air.

This made the black-armored man can't help but shout badly, you must know that against the enemy on the spot, you must pay attention to being indomitable and invincible.

And once the hesitation is born, it just means that the other party has unconsciously shaken his own heart.

What's more, the masters fight each other and only fight for the first line. His momentary hesitation was about to put himself in danger of losing his life at every turn.

Sure enough, I saw Miaoguang's clone sneering, not retreating, but advancing. There is like wind and thunder between the two hands, and as soon as they close the circle, they will encircle the black-armored man in it.

At the same time, the other foot still had a spare kick out, and pointed towards the place where Hai Lanzhu who attacked on the other side must be saved.

The series of actions of Miaoguang's clone dazzled Qian Yunsheng, and he sighed everywhere, "It turns out that it can be like this!" and "How can it be like this!".

And the immersive black-armored man complained in his heart.

With its experience and judgment at this level, it almost instantly understood that even if he could finally hit the other party, what he could be sure of was that when the old ghosts caught up, the other party's palms like wind and thunder would definitely hit him quickly.

Even if you can damage it, you will definitely be blown to pieces by it.

This kind of life-fighting moment can see who is really not afraid of life and death. And the black-armored man finally screamed under this heavy pressure, closed his palms and chest, and retreated.

The retreat of the black-armored man also fell into the calculation of Miaoguang's clone.

The wind and thunder move in front of it was just a false move, in fact, it had already secretly pinched the seal, and as soon as the black-armored man retreated, it immediately attached itself.

Suddenly, Miaoguang's clone was like the shadow of a black-armored man. No matter what kind of body method the black-armored man used to retreat, he couldn't get rid of Miaoguang's clone like an appendage.

This time, all the old ghosts are a little difficult. Everyone has the heart to make a move, but they are afraid of hurting the black-armored man.

And the black-armored man himself can't say it, after all, it was he who couldn't stand it in the first place, and he retreated, destroying the formation of everyone, not to mention, he was still restrained everywhere.

However, it also knew that it was self-inflicted, and when it came, it was no wonder that others came.

And Miaoguang's clone also shouted luck, knowing that the battle that exists like them is even more demanding for aura. Therefore, it seems to have the upper hand everywhere, but it has long racked its brains to squeeze the use of aura to the extreme.

Therefore, now that the surrounding spiritual power has become extremely thin, if it is not given a certain amount of time to recover, I am afraid that it will really have to desperately consume the origin of this doppelganger to make a move.

Just when the black-armored big man was in a stalemate with the old ghosts and Miao Guang's clone, I saw the great elder snort coldly like a bystander, and hummed a war song from its mouth leisurely.

Although this war song was sung in the language of the ghost land, it seemed to be in an extremely old and sad sentence, and Qian Yunsheng couldn't understand what sentence it was singing at all.

Although Qian Yunsheng couldn't understand the specific meaning in it, his tone seemed to be surging with a stream of blood.

With this tactful tone, he felt the desolation and grief of the blood splashing yellow sand, the wind and rain, the sores and exhaustion, the horses roaring and the drums, and the strong men forgetting themselves.

That kind of heroic voice that can't be developed, a boiling heart that won't cool, and is still unyielding despite thousands of years.

As the Great Elder sang louder and louder, it seemed to permeate the entire earth. Its higher and higher voice, full of endless vicissitudes and pathos, filled this world more and more, and even the whole heaven and earth seemed to have an echo.

And as this battle song was sung passionately from the mouth of the Great Elder, all the old ghosts sang together. At this moment, it was as if their common ancestral spirit had descended, and a vast aura was born on all the old ghosts.

Even this vast aura echoed with something extremely distant in this small world. I saw that the whole scene of the battle seemed to have something new being born.

The first thing that changed with the sound of this battle song was a myriad of dim and unconscious flowing mist, and at this time, it suddenly seemed to have a spirituality, and it gathered towards the center of this battlefield.

Then, for no reason, a small wind also blew with a whimper. It seems that in the small world, there is a certain god who echoes the desolate and sad songs of many old ghosts.

And the little wind, with that cold whistle, rolled up towards the center of the battlefield.

Myohiro's doppelganger didn't care about the bleak tone at first, it just thought it was a way for the many old ghosts to work together. It's like the strange sounds made by savage hunting tribes when they hunt their prey to coordinate and intimidate their prey.

But gradually, it realized that something was wrong. Throughout the battle, as the yellow mist gathered more and more, the aura became thinner and thinner.

This discovery surprised it, and it suddenly seemed to think of something, and its face changed dramatically:

"Do you mean...... You little world spirits..... And not dead?"

Although the Great Elder's body trembled, he stared fiercely at Miao Guang's clone with a fiery look full of madness and said:

"To become an enemy of the ghost land is bound to be cursed forever. The Immortal Heaven will give us gifts and protection!"