"Grandma, a bear, today I'm going to let you taste the power of my Golden Lion Steel Wing Sword. Kang Xinrong was furious, the sword in his hand that seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties was deformed in response to the situation, and the junction of the hilt and the sword body sounded a metal collision sound of "click, click, click", and in a blink of an eye, a pair of steel wings were added to the left and right, and the steel wings showed the shape of flying, a golden light flashed from the tip of the sword, and spread all over the entire sword body, the sword body was several times wider than an ordinary sword, and the golden light flowed behind the sword, and the light was condensed, turning into the shape of a lion's head, showing its fangs, and making a roar that resounded through the sky in the air.

At first, Ghost Xiu felt that it was just some bells and whistles, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, but since the appearance of the golden lion, he unconsciously took a step back and said coldly: "It turns out that you are from Fengzishi." ”

This golden lion is the symbol of Brahma City, and Feng Zishi is the lord of Brahma City.

The ghost cultivates the killing intent, it's not that he is really afraid of Feng Zishi's house, it's just that now Feng Zishi has powerful people around him, which should not be underestimated, even the jackdaw ghost king must be vigilant and careful about it, and avoid it if he can.

And he was assigned by the Jackdaw Ghost King to lead a group of ghost troops to the foot of the mountain, with the intention of diverting the tiger from the mountain, deliberately creating chaos and strife, scattering the group, and then breaking each one.

The ghost cultivator smiled, it seems that the plan has taken effect, no, there are already people from Fengzishi rushing over, and his first task is to delay time.

There must have been people in other chaotic locations as well, so that there were only a few people left who could really fight against the Jackdaw Ghost King, which greatly increased the probability of success, this time, that one...... Our ghost realm is bound to win.

Since the ghost cultivator wanted to exercise the delaying tactic, he withdrew the soul sucking technique, and what remained unchanged was all kinds of provocations to Kang Xinrong, and then started the cat-and-mouse game of chasing me and running away.

Qing Huan was left out in the cold like this, and he had no choice but to spread his hands: Is he so unnoticeable.

Kang Xinrong and that ghost cultivator seemed to be evenly matched, and the fight was inseparable, and the reinforcements from the True Immortal Sect on the battlefield had arrived, and the tide of the battle gradually turned around.

After looking around, Qing Huan grabbed the "Snow Cloud Fan", flew into the air, and said with great momentum: "Brother Kang, I'm here to help you." ”

Kang Xinrong saw that she insisted, so he no longer stopped him, and looked at the ghost cultivator again, and said with a smile: "I was going to clean you up after I solved him, but since you little girl took the initiative to send it to the door, then don't blame me for being polite." ”

"What a big breath, don't say that there are two of us now, just with the strength of Brother Kang alone, I will definitely be able to clean you up. "Qinghuan has always adhered to the principle that losers do not lose battles.

Ghost Xiu smiled and said: "You little girl, your temper is quite big, don't worry, wait for my brother and I will solve these people, and then I will have a good time with you." "Qing Huan has a lot of magic weapons and spiritual objects on his body, and he has already been targeted.

There was a sense of flirtation in his words, Qing Huan was arrogant, how could he stand this anger, he let out a "bah", and stepped on Xiao Baiyun from behind Kang Xinrong and flew directly to the other side of the ghost cultivator, and stood up to face the ghost with him.

Ghost Xiu faced the attack on both sides, still calm, unmoved, black smoke swirled up from under his feet, more and more, straight into the sky, and then condensed into shape, turning into the appearance of a skull, the skull suddenly opened its jaw, "ha", countless resentful spirits rushed out one after another.

It's a resentful spirit again! Qing Huan's hateful teeth itched, and he stamped his feet angrily.

The "Snow Cloud Fan" is already familiar with killing resentful spirits, but Kang Xinrong will have a little more difficulty, resentful spirits are the remnant souls of the ghost realm king refining and wandering in the world, formless and disjointed, unpredictable, and ubiquitous, if you are not careful, if the defense is not tight enough, it is extremely easy to be invaded by resentful spirits, and then shake the foundation of Danfu in the body.

can control resentful spirits, among the ghost realm monks, it is by no means an ordinary person.

Qing Huan thought of the spiral labyrinth he encountered earlier, Brahma Langya had been occupied by the ghost realm for a period of time, and although millions of years had passed, it still left traces.

The heavy sword in Kang Xinrong's hand kept swinging, but the resentful spirits still surrounded him continuously, only to see that his body shook, and the resentful spirits took advantage of his unpreparedness to pick up on his body, and even worse, directly invaded his body.

Over the years, the biggest dispute between Brahma Langya is just the fairy gate and the demon world, and the ghost realm can be said to be silent, or it can be said to be recuperation, and there is no particularly big movement left and right, so they have neglected to cultivate the power to fight against the ghost realm, and have put their whole hearts on the demon beasts that have always been indifferent to each other.

Who knows, this time, since there was an abnormal movement in Guling Mountain and the opening of the "Golden Bowl Conference", people from the ghost realm have frequently poured into Brahma Langya, among which there are many masters and capable people, Kang Xinrong's godfather Feng Zishi had fought with the jackdaw ghost king not long ago.

Blood flowed from the corners of Kang Xinrong's lips, and when Qing Huan saw it, he exclaimed, "Brother Kang?!"

If Kang Xinrong didn't realize it, although the Golden Lion Steel Wing Sword was heavy, it was as light and thin as a cicada's wing in his hand, and the speed of swinging the sword was so fast that he could almost only see a shadow.

The ghost cultivator smiled evilly, this monk surnamed Kang is worthy of being a person of Fengzishi, he has the courage of a reckless man, but he is scheming and less strategic, to put it simply, he is too stupid not to want, but a little trick and deliberate provocation can make him lose his mind, and he only knows how to swing the sword, but he doesn't know that as early as when he was unprepared, his sea of knowledge has been invaded.

I saw Ghost Xiu raise his right hand, muttering a string of words that no one could understand, and then...

Qing Huan was stunned, the heavy sword in Kang Xinrong's hand no longer attacked the resentful spirit, and changed a direction, and the object of the attack was...

She!

It's heavenly, what is the situation, your own people beating your own people?!

"Brother Kang, it's me, I'm Qing Huan!" Qing Huan tried to wake up Kang Xinrong while dodging.

But just by words, it is impossible to restore Kang Xinrong, who was controlled by ghost cultivation.

When the Golden Lion Steel Winged Sword dealt with the enemy before, Qing Huan was so smug about its power, and now he was so frightened.

The sword is mighty, magnificent, and majestic.

Qing Huan couldn't attack his own people, so he only defended and didn't attack.

In the end, she was really forced to be tight, and the thief captured the king first, she turned around and exposed her back to Kang Xinrong, who was controlled by her consciousness, and stepped on Xiao Baiyun and struggled to fly in the direction of the ghost cultivator.

This is a desperate behavior, she is not only betting that Kang Xinrong Yukong's speed is not as fast as her, but also betting on whether the remaining three-layer spiritual power in her body can cause harm to this ghost cultivator.

Qing Huan bit his finger and combined almost all the spiritual power in his body to the "Snow Cloud Fan", and used the trick "Dian Xing Po".

The vast galaxy, connecting the dots into a line, everything can be broken!

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