Chapter 221: The Might of the Sacred Weapon
"Damn!" Li Xiang looked at Zhu Zuo, at this time he didn't know that Zhu Zuo on the other side was not himself, it was very likely to be Yi Qi, but he couldn't reveal the identity of the other party, after all, Li Xiang was dead, and Yi Qi couldn't get off the stage if he was embarrassed for him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Okay! good!" "Since Daoyou is so outstanding, let's see who has a harder life..."Li Xiang's voice suddenly became sharp, and everyone didn't know what he was going to do.
"I'll raise the Nine Ghost Divine Soldiers with my essence blood. Li Xiang muttered in his mouth, sacrificing his staff, staining it with his own flowing blood, constantly carving in the void...
For a while, waves of light appeared in the sky, followed by black holes.
Feinty, weird, cold, and angry burning from these black holes...
One by one, skeletal soldiers with spears in their hands streamed out......
One by one, the skeletons of strange beasts with bows and arrows and human sheep heads walked out violently...
"This body is too weak. With the appearance of the Yin soldiers, the qi and blood in Li Xiang's whole body were almost dry, and his whole person quickly dried up, slimming into a dry corpse, and he had no choice but to end the call.
In fact, whether it is a ghost or a Yiqi, when they reach the immortal realm, they have a deep understanding of the Qiankun Dao, induce the power of the five elements, turn the Qiankun upside down, cast secret techniques, and use essence blood as a medium to summon the deceased Yin soldiers.
"A little Li Xiang at the peak of infant refining is actually so terrifying?" Everyone watching from a distance was stunned, and there were many people who studied witchcraft such as the Seed God, the Gathering God, the God Return Realm, and the God Destroying Realm. But as soon as Li Xiang made a move, he summoned Yin soldiers from the unknown world, which requires not only the realm but also the precipitation of time.
"Could it be that Li Xiang was taken away?" someone said in aphasia. There was no fool in the people present, and one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone continued to understand the trickiness from each other's eyes.
It seems that the source of all this is the first profit, and everyone didn't squeak when they saw the sky, and it seems that everyone guessed eight or nine.
"It seems that the kid invited by the Shennong tribe is going to suffer. Many people looked at Zhu Zuo, who had just been in full swing, with compassionate eyes. After all, in their opinion, it is definitely a dead end for so many Yin soldiers to join forces.
"Little guy, don't be afraid that they are all paper tigers, I'll teach you how to set up the formation. Yi Qi preached the Tao in Zhu Zuo's mind, holding a sword in one hand and brandishing the Zhuxian Sword, standing with his clothes fluttering.
"Kill!"
The Yin soldiers, who are not afraid of life and death and do not know the pain, are strangling and releasing cold arrows at the same time, especially when these skeleton soldiers holding spears are constantly changing, the formation is magnificent and heavy like a mountain, which makes Zhu Zuo a lot of difficulty, from frontal confrontation to opportunism.
"Get out!"
Zhu Zuo slashed a cold arrow with a sword, jumped lightly, and the big peng spread his wings and jumped over a sheep-headed beast to shake it back with a punch, panting and sweating profusely, looking at these Yin soldiers a little embarrassed.
"Hahaha, although you have a lifetime of mystical law, but after all, your realm is too low, you will die this time, and you will put a seven-star slashing array. Li Xiang waved his staff and pinched it.
"Slash the blood!"
The momentum of the Yin soldiers flew out like a rainbow, and hundreds of arrows braved the rain of spells to shoot towards Zhu Zuo's shadow, which was to fix his three souls and seven spirits.
Zhu Zuo Rumang wanted to dodge on his back, but he found that the control of his body was no longer in his hands, and he watched the rain of arrows flying, "I'm going to die with your lungs, big brother!" Zhu Zuo roared angrily.
At this moment, the voice of the high priest of Yiqi came to his head, "Dry tongue!
"Brush!"
The red light on the ground flashed, and the runes were connected into a totem, exuding a powerful coercion, only to see Zhu Zuo's hand with a finger, and it turned into a boiling weak water, rolling forward, like a bamboo, like a flash torrent, the power of destruction generated by the tsunami flood swept and fused all these arrow rains.
"Three thousand weak water!" Zhu Zuo, who was controlled by the high priest of Yiqi, had a cold gaze, and with a wave of his big hand, the weak water that was rushing wantonly roared and swarmed forward, and everything in his pass dissolved and razed to the ground, and the Yin soldiers closest to the weak water were directly destroyed before they had time to blink.
What is weak water?
For the water of the heavenly river, the feathers do not float, the birds are sad, and everything melts.
The underworld uses weak water to purify all suffering, and although the weak water summoned by the High Priest of Iqi cannot achieve the true meaning of purifying all invincible existences, it is enough to severely damage the ghost feud in terms of spells of the same level.
"It's high-level witchcraft!"
"How could this alien boy have this lost secret art?"
"This hand didn't touch the threshold of God's return, and it couldn't be used. ”
"Of course?" everyone watching the game was shocked, and they were a little restless at this time, because the impact of the two people on the field on everyone was too great.
Li Xiang, who was controlled by the ghost enemy, was also very surprised by Zhu Zuo's methods, took a deep breath and said, "Don't be arrogant, all souls worship!
Obviously, the ghost feud was getting more and more difficult to control Li Xiang, knowing that he didn't have much time, he directly recalled the remaining Yin Soldier Seals and smashed them at Zhu Zuo in the void.
Luck is like smoke and can't be seen or touched, but everyone knows that he does exist, someone can kick the gold nugget when he walks, and some people stay at home will inexplicably lead the sky and thunder to kill him, and the luck is different, but one thing is certain, when a person's luck is exhausted, then he is not far from death.
To deprive Zhu Zuo of luck, Zhu Zuo's heart tightened for no reason, and the blood color of the whole person immediately dropped by half, and the bun also changed from black to gray and white silk appeared, which frightened Zhu Zuo.
"High Priest, can you leave me alone, I'm still a yellow flower boy, and I haven't spread my leaves?" Zhu Zuo's divine soul roared, he knew that the high priest was so unreliable, and he would not evade his divine sense to let him dominate if he was killed, because he still had the divine thoughts left by Bai Qi and the life-saving magic weapon left by Niangniang.
"If you shout any more, I'll leave you in the kiln, I think those old witches like you like little fresh meat. "The high priest of Iqi preaches the word of God.
"Eh...."Seeing that he was hiccuping, the high priest still had the heart to joke Zhu Zuo was really angry and wanted to cry without tears, and he was extremely aggrieved.
"The spirit is revealed, and the Holy Light shines through the ages. Just when Zhu Zuo's soul trembled and he felt that his luck was about to be deprived, he suddenly felt warm all over his body, just like the sun rising in the east and the warm sun was blessed, and then he found that his whole body was full of energy, he wanted to roar, he wanted to shout, he wanted to hustle the blood in his heart, his hair became black and shiny again, his skin became smooth, and the part he had just injured quickly improved.
"What happened?" Just when Zhu Zuo was puzzled, he found that his whole body was as bright as a star, and the holy weapons of his dimensional space had unconsciously moved to his sea of qi, and layers of holy light golden and golden light penetrated outward.
This is a holy artifact, and it must have been the high priest who activated the power of the holy artifact.
Sure enough, it was the high priest of Yiqi who relied on the light of Shengrui with both hands, and gently purified all the power of the Yin soldiers in the shocking eyes of everyone, and this was not over The "bang" directly penetrated Li Xiang's body and shot into the distance until it dissipated.
Li Xiang's abrupt eyes lowered his head and looked at the empty lower body, and just wanted to open his mouth, but it was also like a broken ceramic, and it slowly dissipated in the sky like light.
"Poof!" The ghost feud who was watching the battle from afar suddenly spurted out a pillar of blood, his eyes were scattered, and he looked at Zhu Zuo in the field with a sluggish look, because everything was beyond his expectations.