There was an earth-shattering bang.

In an instant, it seemed that the entire ghost city was shaking, and a huge force burst out from the city tower, a monstrous pillar of thunder and fire rose into the sky, and buildings were collapsing everywhere, countless ground cracked one after another, and the white jade streets were all cracked.

Emperor Fengchi's face was full of horror and looked at the explosion, while the ghost cangzhen was completely in a state of excitement and ecstasy.

When the explosion was over, it was a mess, and there were ruins everywhere, but in a few breaths, the fragments regrouped as if they were full of spirituality, and if it weren't for the fact that most of the flesh and blood barriers had been broken, I am afraid that there would be no abnormality in the city at all.

At this time, there was an angry roar from the gap in the blood wall: "Demons and ghosts, Hugh is rampant!"

I saw a big man rushing out, nearly eight feet tall, with surging blood and blood, with a faint red light attached to his body, stepping on heavy steps, rushing forward.

"Yan Hao!" Emperor Feng Chime exclaimed: "You caused the explosion!?"

"Haha! It was just made up by Brother Mo, and he finished putting that martial art away, and now he is recovering!" Yan Hao shouted righteously while running hard.

"Ink dust..."Emperor Fengchi choked for a while, her eyes were already moist: "You.... You're all poisonous!"

She stomped her foot, wiped away her tears with her back, and with a wave of her jade hand, the moon silver wheel flew to her side, moving around her body.

Without any worries, she stepped on the void, and the silver light flashed all over her body, heading straight for the ghost and the real person.

And the flood rune on her forehead was even more shining at this time, her long black hair fluttered in the air, and her two pale gray eyes seemed to burst into a devastating fire, and her whole body was full of momentum, as if she was going to surpass the ghost cang.

Seeing the situation, the ghost cangzhen waved his hands and commanded the Chimang Flying Sword to face the emperor wind chime, and said with a cruel smile: "Okay!

The blade of the sword is instantaneous, as fast as thunder!

Seeing that the flying sword was about to fly in front of him, the emperor's wind chime momentum was unabated, his left hand condensed, his five fingers opened, and a golden savage ancient shield condensed in front of him, the golden light was brilliant, and he was in a stalemate with the red flying sword in the air in an instant.

Seeing this, the ghost cangzhen moved his right hand a little further, and a silver flying sword shot out from his side.

On the ground, Yan Hao suddenly stepped on the ground.

A burst of shouts: "Bah!", the blood and qi all over his body rushed like the sea, and he could almost hear the sound of huge waves crashing on the shore, and at this moment the red light around him became more and more serious, as if it was a substance.

As the scorching sound continued to come out, the hammer became a red-hot color, and the red light was scorching and dazzling.

He held the long handle in both hands and threw it into the air, and suddenly a huge force shot out from the head of the heavy hammer, only to see the head of the hammer fly out into the air!

The ghost cangzhen raised his eyebrows, waved his left hand, and the silver flying sword turned around in the air, heading straight towards the hammer.

With a "block", the hammer head was bounced away by the flying sword, but it did not fall to the ground, and still floated in the air.

saw Yan Hao waving the long handle wantonly with both hands on the ground, and the hammer head seemed to have spirituality, bombarding back and forth in the air.

While blocking the hammer head, the ghost cangzhen said: "The method of controlling things with golden wire, the black tooth vein is really ingenious!"

When I looked closely, it turned out that it was not a heavy hammer with a spirit, but a thin golden thread that connected the hammer head from the long handle.

Yan Hao swung it in the air, the heavy hammer was like a flying dragon in the air, swimming and playing in the blue waves, and seemed to want to fly away in the air, and the extremely heavy hammer was moving smartly at this moment.

At the same time, the speed of the emperor wind chime did not decrease, his hands were smart, his palms flew over, and purple lightning mixed with the whistling icy palm wind, shaking the red mang flying sword.

The moon silver wheel around the body also waited for the opportunity to move, carrying a huge blade wind that could destroy and tear the human body, and slashed towards the ghost and the real person.

The ghost cangzhen was not in a hurry, one turned around to dodge the moon silver wheel, with a finger of his right hand, the red mang flying sword that was shocked flew went straight to the center of the emperor's wind chime again, forcing her posture to defend, and the left hand was also a finger, the silver flying sword, the sword moved with his heart, and came straight towards Yan Hao through the sky.

Seeing this, Yan Hao didn't care about retracting the hammer, and hurriedly put the long handle horizontally in front of him, and with a "ding" sound, he was hit by a flying sword and flew straight into the building on the side.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, it was injured by the aftermath of the collision between the long handle and the flying sword, he ignored his own injuries, and immediately got up again, let out a loud shout, and once again controlled the hammer head to cover the emperor wind chime.

In an instant, the three of them went back and forth several times.

But every time the Emperor Wind Chime Palm Wind hit the Ghost Cang Zhenren, she always felt that the Ghost Cang True Man seemed to be shaking her body a few times, and each shock seemed to dissipate most of her palm strength.

The time for the Bloodline Secret Art is limited, and if it continues like this, the chances of winning will become smaller and smaller.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a sword light grazed the robe of the ghost cangzhen, and it was the ink dust that jumped into the sky.

It turned out that not long after his right hand recovered, he crawled into the ghost town, transported the method of turtle breath, and waited for the opportunity to move.

The blow was unsuccessful, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and with a pull on both sides, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword suddenly split into two.

The twin swords shone brightly, and they cut at the neck of the ghost cangzhen.

The ghost cangzhen didn't hide, his hands were sealed, and suddenly the surroundings of his side turned into a golden bell and enveloped his body.

With a "bang", the sound waves rippled straight into the ears, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword was bounced away by the Golden Bell, and the ink dust was also shaken back to the ground by the force of the countershock.

After that, the three of them attacked several times, but to no avail.

The ghost cang's real body method is extremely mysterious, with two swords in his right hand and a condensation seal in his left hand, with one enemy and three.

The red and silver swords in the air are unpredictable, sometimes attacking, sometimes protective, and at the same time, the Taoist law seal is also extraordinary, for a while, the blood light is shining, and the sword shadow in the sky is helpless.

This is the gap in the realm, after the cultivator reaches the corpse dog realm, the spiritual sense in his heart is magnified by hundreds of millions of points, and when a slight crisis hits, the ghosts and real people will sense it and respond in time. And although Emperor Feng Chime is now also the cultivation of the Corpse Dog Realm, after all, it is the strength that is forcibly improved by relying on his own bloodline secret technique, and if he lacks the perception when he cultivates, he will not have the spiritual sense that the Corpse Dog Realm should have.

If the three of them were in the Corpse Dog Realm, the spiritual senses would cancel each other out, and at that time, I am afraid that the ghosts and cangs would have already been forced to be embarrassed.

And now, whenever Mo Chen and the others attack, they are either blocked by the law seal, or they are forced by the ghost and the real person to punch and slap, and they can't get close.

What's more, the ghost cangzhen wrapped his hands around the aura of heaven and earth, stretched out his hand to grab it, and actually grabbed the hot heavy hammer head in his hand and threw it back, making Yan Hao almost smashed his head by his own weapon.

After a few struggles, the ghost cangzhen was also a little impatient, and shouted: "Arrogant junior, don't die obediently!"

He clasped his hands together, and the two-color flying sword instantly came to his side, only to see him stretch out his hand and point to the sky, let out a low roar, and his momentum skyrocketed.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a bolt of lightning seemed to tear through the sky, cutting a large hole in the thick cloud of blood light.

In an instant, the blood light shone, and the blood qi in the sky seemed to swallow the sky and the earth, condensing into a monstrous vortex at the gap.

The three of them were dumbfounded, looking at the huge and deep blood and qi vortex, the three of them seemed to see the ancient demon god descending, trembling all over, unable to move the slightest.

And above the head of the ghost cangzhen, countless sword qi quickly condensed.

In an instant, in the depths of the blood and qi whirlpool, a huge blood and qi waterfall converged, flying straight down, and washed straight towards the ghost and cangzhen.

After the blood qi came to him, the ghost Cangzhen shouted loudly in his mouth, and said word by word: "Qing! Tian! Condensation!"

Every time he drank a word, the blood-colored light of the flying sword in front of him was even more severe, and when the four words of the Qingtian Condensing Sword were drunk, the two flying swords suddenly shone brightly, and the blood-colored brilliance was too dazzling, as if the entire Qiankun had turned blood-red, and the ghost Cangzhen could not see clearly under this blood-colored light.

Under the blood-colored sky, a huge blood-colored giant sword phantom rose into the sky, and countless electric rays tore and scurried on the phantom of the sword body, making people tremble and tremble.

From a distance, this blood-colored giant sword seemed to split this piece of heaven and earth, straight into the sky, and the immortals and gods would bow down.

The supreme magic of the Qingxu Sect, the Qingtian Condensing Sword Technique.

No, it should be called the Blood Heaven Condensation Sword Technique now!

Emperor Fengchi's face was full of surprise: "You! You are Xu Gongzi!"