A layer of sword fire is like a long river of red.

A layer of sword fire is like a roaring dragon.

The last layer of sword fire is even more like a meteorite hitting lava, and the churning flame liquid and flames are extremely annihilating!

The invincible earth immortal ghost also didn't realize that his earth spirit power had been deprived, and he wanted to call the ancient rocks around him to resist the powerful dusk flames of the sword spirit dragon, and after finding that it couldn't move those rock bodies with his mind, it actually rolled up all the corpses around him for the first time.

The corpses were clinging to each other like mud cubes, and under the fierce flames, they quickly turned to ashes, and there were thousands of corpses here, and the eyes of the earth fairy ghosts turned strangely like peeled off, and the corpses rolled into a thick mountain of corpses.

This mountain of corpses quickly turned into a sea of fire, and those corpses and bones were also burned by the Sword Spirit Dragon.

cremated like this, the sword spirit dragon can be regarded as doing a good deed and accumulating virtue, and did not let the bones of these crossbow arrows of the Great Zhou clan be trampled by the monsters here.

"It turns out that there is a new guest here, if I am not mistaken, Nanxiong will die at your hands?" a cold voice came.

On those ancient pillars, a hunchbacked old man stood there at some point, he was dressed in simple clothes, his body was thin, but his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and the smile on his face gave people a sense of extreme hypocrisy.

Bad old man, very evil.

Zhu Minglang looked at the old man, glanced at the earth fairy ghosts again, and found that they all had a similar aura on them.

It seems that they have killed quite a few people here, and not only now, but also in the past.

"What do you call it?" Zhu Minglang asked coldly.

"I'm just an old slave in this garden, I have served some land venerables, the name doesn't matter, I'm not the type who has to let people die on the Huangquan Road to die clearly, after all, a young man like you who has never seen how high the sky is, I can't kill more than a thousand in my life. The eagle-eyed old slave said with some recklessness and contempt.

"I ask your name because the next person who meets me, the first thing he says to me will probably become: The old slave of this garden died at your hands?" Zhu Minglang also said in a proud and contemptuous tone.

Mouth cannon, who wouldn't?

With this old man's temperament, if everyone doesn't use his ability, I wish Minglang can spray him to vomit blood and die.

Of course, Zhu Minglang's words already had a certain lethality, and the eagle-eyed old slave's eyes became a little more vicious.

"Do you know what my old man's divine power is?" asked the old slave Hawkeye.

"I never care what other people's divine power is, stronger than not, because they are not as strong as me. When Zhu Minglang said these words, with a move of his hand, the sword spirit dragon with fierce flames crossed a stunning arc and returned to Zhu Minglang's side.

The eyes of this evil old slave became more and more ruthless, at first he was still an eagle who played with his prey, and he looked at the earth rat running on the ground, but now he has turned into a hungry vulture!

This is probably the charm of Zhu Minglang's language, and a few words can make people's hearts change dramatically.

"Take a good look at these corpses. The eagle-eyed old slave's eyes became evil red, and the evil light reflected in the surrounding open field.

In the open field, there are countless corpses, most of them are crossbow archers of the Great Zhou clan, as the evil eyes swept over them, these dead crossbow archers slowly got up, picked up the crossbow arrows on the ground one by one, and bowed down like this old slave one by one, even the eyes that should have been empty emitted an evil red light!

"Yin Spirit Master??" Zhu Minglang was quite surprised.

It's actually a Yin Soul Master!

I don't know what this old thing has to do with those Yin Spirit Masters in Lihuagou.

The cultivation of this Yin Spirit Master is obviously much higher, and he can even control more than 10,000 crossbow masters at once, as if as long as there are dead people in this area, they will be used by him!

"The kid has still seen some of the world, since he knows that I am a Yin Spirit Master, he should know that if he dies at my hands, death is only the beginning of your pain!"

Seeing those dead crossbow masters crawl up, Zhu Minglang realized the importance of cremation, fortunately, Jian Linglong had already burned a batch before, otherwise it would be a full 20,000 crossbow arrows......

The people of the Great Zhou clan also have cerebral palsy to the extreme, and they send Yin soldiers thousands of miles.

"I'll deal with these corpse troops, and you beheaded this old brute. Nan Yusao said to Zhu Minglang.

With this kind of legion, it would be really difficult for the Sword Spirit Dragon to kill, but a strong dragon like the Fire Qilin Dragon would be the reaper of the Yin Corpse.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

Of course, it was not only these crossbow corpses standing in front of them, but also a demon-eyed earth immortal, although it was suppressed by Nuwa Dragon, it seemed to have other evil spells.

The Fire Qilin Dragon Divine Horse was brave, and it stepped out of a path of flames, complementing the sword fire released between the Sword Spirit Dragons, and instantly turning this ancient relic full of Yin Spirit Ghouls into a forest of fire!

Spit out a mouthful of dragon breath, and the dragon's breath turned into a huge cloud of fire, and those crossbow corpses that were enveloped and devoured by the fire cloud were burned into a pile of ashes before they could shoot crossbow arrows!

Hundreds of crossbow arrow corpses were wiped out by the Fire Qilin Dragon, and Zhu Minglang followed the path of the Fire Qilin Dragon to the location where the eagle-eyed old slave was.

It's directly a white sail sword wave!

After Zhu Minglang slashed out this sword, the sword power was like a white sail, and it was drawn out rapidly, and everything in the path was separated like the waves behind the boat!

The pillar where the old slave was standing was split in two, and the eagle-eyed old slave was shrouded in a layer of ghosts, which made him flutter like a ghost, eerie.

Before the sword power arrived, he had already left the pillar and stood next to the immortal ghost of the land.

The earth immortal ghost began to run on the ground, as fast as those patchwork shells flying towards Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang immediately stepped on the sword and avoided, avoiding the attack of the earth immortal ghost.

"Step on the sword and nail the soul!"

With the same idea, the sword spirit dragon differentiated many ancient swords, and as Zhu Minglang gently stepped on the sword shadow hilt under his feet, all the differentiated ancient swords were suddenly nailed to the ground.

The distribution of sword nails is like ancient words, like a huge seal formed by the arrangement of sword arrays, and the earth fairy ghost is firmly nailed to Zhu Minglang's feet.

"Heavenly Dragon, the dark lamp is waiting!"

A tail eerily sticks out of the void.

It quickly glowed with a pale lightning-like energy, and injected it into the end of its tail, which suddenly lit up like a lantern, and the pale glow was melting the shells of the earth immortals, including the corpses around it!