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"It's not good, this person is too Meng Lang!" exclaimed the middle-aged man in the distance.

Most of the other onlookers also showed surprise and regret, feeling that Canghao Lao Dao was originally well defended, but now he was brave and killed himself.

Li Peicheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, he shook his head with a wry smile, and said secretly, this Canghao didn't expect to become so fierce when he left the earth. However, he still stood motionless on the upper floor of the Four Seas Palace, no one knew better than him the defensive ability of the tortoise shell behind Cang Hao's old way, and his fire cloud spear only left a very shallow hole on his tortoise shell, and it was difficult for these people to penetrate his tortoise shell.

The person who was attacked, seeing the magic weapon behind Canghao Lao Dao, his heart was relieved, thinking that Cang Hao Lao Dao would always turn back to rescue the vital point, but his eyes were fierce and fierce, and he was ready to give Cang Hao Lao Dao a backhand blow.

However, the fierce light in his eyes was immediately replaced by extreme horror, because the eight-edged purple gold hammer above his head did not mean to collect the hammer at all, but smashed down at a faster speed.

Originally, this person had another chance to escape, but now he didn't even have the last chance of escaping.

Bang! A pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers smashed down one after the other, instantly smashing the person into pulp, and even the primordial god who was about to escape was smashed into a blow from behind Cang Hao's old dao, turning into nothingness.

Almost at the same time, the Blood Soul's Black Snake Sword finally took the lead in attacking.

A hideous smirk appeared on the blood soul's face, and his eyes unabashedly showed greed, and now Cang Hao Lao Dao was no different from a dead man in his eyes. As for the death of one of his men, it is nothing to a murderous man like him.

Seeing that the Black Snake Sword was about to stab into Cang Hao's back, suddenly Cang Hao's back robe bulged, and a circle of black light coiled around his back, enveloping the entire back.

"Hmph, just want to block the full force of the Black Snake Sword!" Disdain flashed in the blood soul's mind, and his face also showed contempt at the same time, laughing at the old Dao of Canghao, who was dying.

The bulging Dao robe of Cang Hao's old Dao exploded under the pressure of the fierce sword qi of the Black Snake Sword, turning into pieces of debris.

Almost at the same time, the bloody soul's shameful smile froze on his face, and his eyes showed an incredible look, and he exclaimed, "Tortoise shell!"

It's a pity that the blood soul knew too late, and the black snake sword still stabbed the tortoise shell, splashing a little spark, leaving only a faint and invisible sword mark.

However, although the sword couldn't help the tortoise shell of Canghao Old Dao, a cold force still hit Canghao Lao Dao's Yuan Shen through the tortoise shell, making Canghao Lao Dao so painful that he almost spurted blood.

Just as Cang Hao Lao Dao was flying back with his strength, and at the same time he was running the Zhen Yuan rapidly to suppress the cold energy, suddenly a wisp of cool Zhen Yuan rose from the bottom of his abdomen, and then more and more, instantly all over the body, and the cold energy had already been swallowed up by it, Cang Hao Lao Dao felt indescribably comfortable all over his body, and there seemed to be an endless power in his body to burst out.

Cang Hao was ecstatic, knowing that the cold energy of the blood soul not only did not hurt him, but instead stimulated the remaining Ice Blue Spirit Huai Dan Dan Power in his body.

At this time, the other magic weapons finally attacked, and they all landed on the tortoise shell of Cang Hao's old way.

This series of dense heavy blows was terrible, and the Ice Blue Spirit Huai Dan Dan Force erupted like a blowout.

Just when everyone thought that no matter how powerful the tortoise shell of Cang Hao Lao Dao was, even if he didn't die under such a concentrated attack power, Cang Hao Lao Dao suddenly laughed wildly, and his short body suddenly turned around, holding the eight-edged purple gold hammer with a fierce face towards the people who were controlling the magic weapon and preparing to attack him for the second time.

The eight-sided purple gold hammer quickly crossed the air, and the sharp friction made the air around the eight-sided purple gold hammer seem to burn, making a sneering sound.

Before the eight-sided purple gold hammer arrived, the two overwhelming impacts had already frantically pressed towards everyone.

The blood soul's face changed greatly, he had already found that Cang Hao Lao Dao seemed to have suddenly improved his skill to a higher level, which was completely different from just now, just wanted to let everyone avoid it, Cang Hao Lao Dao had already rushed into everyone with a hammer like a vicious wolf.

Crackling, hammering up and down, where the eight-edged purple gold hammer passed, there was no one together, screaming, stumps and broken arms, and brain blood raining down in the air.

Li Peicheng's face showed a look of surprise, he naturally knew the medicinal effect of the Ice Blue Spirit Locust Fruit, which could make the monks in the distraction stage reach the merger stage, and although the medicinal effect of the Ice Blue Spirit Locust Pill was worse than that of the Ice Blue Spirit Locust Fruit, it could at least make people reach the late stage of distraction in a short period of time. Cang Hao Lao Dao and the others had only broken through from the out-of-body stage to the early stage of distraction after taking the Ice Blue Spirit Huai Pill, so it could be seen that most of the Dan power was still in their bodies, and as their cultivation was slowly being refined and absorbed, they were not in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Cang Hao Lao Dao used the battle to stimulate Dan Li, and instantly broke through to the middle stage of distraction. With Canghao's steely body, coupled with infinite strength and powerful magic weapons, Li Peicheng is almost no longer worried about this battle.

In the distance, they were entangled with Qingyu Zhenren, forcing Qingyu Zhenren to be embarrassed, and the two blood ghosts who were in danger heard the screams of their own people and horses in the distance, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

The blood ghost is okay and can stabilize his mind immediately, but the guy in the early stage of distraction can't help but glance into the distance from the corner of his eye. At this glance, I saw the short Cang Hao Lao Dao like a demon from hell, holding two huge eight-sided purple gold hammers and smashing them on the heads of his own people like smashing watermelons, and he couldn't help but panic.

What a character Qing Yu Zhenren is, he seems to be hovering between life and death, but his state of mind is barely in the realm of stopping water and not waves, seeing this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the golden light flashed above his head, and then shot towards the person like lightning.

What a treasure the dragon rope is, at this time the man was flustered, and when he noticed that the dragon rope was approaching, his whole body was already like being haunted by a spirit snake, and he couldn't move for a long time.

It is difficult to control the two ** treasures with the cultivation of Qingyu Zhenren, and I am afraid that after a long time, I will be cocooned and self-bound, so Qingyu Zhenren has a successful move, how dare he be lazy, and hurriedly summoned back the Xuanbing Cold Light Saber Without saying a word, he went towards the neck of the man who was bound by the dragon rope, wanting to kill him immediately.

Li Peicheng finally showed a calm smile on his face, he knew that he basically had no chance to make a move in this battle.

The situation turned down, and the people watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and many people's eyes flashed with light, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"It seems that those two are much more powerful than my father imagined!" said the middle-aged man.

"However, the Red Blood Ancestor is unfathomable, and the Bloody Clothes Gate is full of people, no matter how powerful those two are, they will not be able to escape bad luck in the end. "Young humanity.

Seeing the Qing Yu True Flying Sword falling, it was when the head of the early stage of distraction fell to the ground, the blood ghost finally screamed, the dark light in his eyes was great, and there was an endless yin qi gushing out of his body, I don't know when, there was suddenly an extra banner in his hand.

The flagpole of the flag was made of white bones glued together, and the place where the hand was shaken was an eerie white skull, and the flag was as black as ink.

This flag is the blood ghost's magic weapon, the White Bone Ghost Banner.

As soon as the White Bone Ghost Flag came out, a sinister wind suddenly rose, and the whole world seemed to be surrounded by ghosts. Wisps of gloomy black qi emerged from the flags and the skulls of the flagpoles, and then turned into fluttering ghosts, screaming, waving sharp ghost claws, and baring their hideous sharp teeth and pounced towards Qingyu Zhenren.

Almost at the same time, the blood soul also screamed, and sacrificed his white bone ghost flag.

The two flags came out together, and the entire Jiuhua Mountain seemed to have become an underworld, and the cold wind froze the ground to a loud sound, and many plants immediately withered and yellowed, and fell one after another.

Li Peicheng's face changed slightly, and the murderous aura faintly emanated from his body, but he still didn't make a move.

Qing Yu Zhenren's ears sounded the desolate screams of ghosts, and the fierce yin wind behind him struck, and he suddenly felt like he was trapped in a netherworld. Qing Yu Zhenren was determined, but he still felt a cold air rising from behind his backbone, and his heart couldn't help but tremble a little.

However, Qing Yu Zhenren's Xuan Bing Cold Light Sword was determined to take the neck of the person who was bound, and he knew that if he didn't take his surname first, he might not even have a chance of winning.

Ah, with a miserable scream, Xuan Bing's cold light sword killed the man like cutting tofu, and at this moment, the fierce ghost finally arrived, and the sharp claws grabbed the back of Qingyu Zhenren.

The sharp claws slashed through the body shield of the Qingyu real person, making a tearing sound.

Qingyu Zhenren was shocked, and finally couldn't control the dragon rope. The man's primordial spirit took the opportunity to break away from his headless body and flew away.

When those powerful ghosts saw the primordial god floating out, they immediately pounced on the primordial god with their teeth and claws.

Yuan Shen was at a loss, and was immediately torn apart and devoured by those powerful ghosts.

The ghost got the primordial spirit of the monk in the early stage of distraction, and suddenly the yin and evil aura flourished, and the figure that was originally ethereal and illusory gradually became clear, and it seemed to have become a physical ghost.

The ghost looked at Qing Yu Zhenren's eyes revealing a bloodthirsty fierce light, and a drop of black yin liquid dripped from the corner of his mouth, and instantly turned into a yin evil qi and integrated into his body.

The white bone ghost banner of the blood soul over there also took the opportunity to eat the soul of the Yuan Shen who was smashed by the eight-edged purple gold hammer, and the fierce aura was great.

"I didn't expect that the two of you still have some skills, and you can kill so many of my subordinates, so let you taste the taste of ten thousand ghosts devouring hearts!" The blood soul's voice echoed in the air like a night owl, adding some yin qi to the originally ghostly heaven and earth.

The five people who survived the catastrophe looked at the white bone ghost flags flying in the wind in the air with fear in their eyes, and they all retreated, and when they passed by the blood soul, they couldn't help but flash a trace of resentment in their eyes. If it weren't for the White Bone Ghost Banner, those people would at least be able to escape the primordial gods, but now they have become the tonic of their own people's magic weapons.

(To be continued)