Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"It's all five levels of life-threatening, but I'm the pinnacle of this level, and I have the general-level pinnacle martial art'Ghost God Seal', do you have it?"

In the laughter, Du Gu Cang Ying began to gather the ghost seal.

In the void, there is the sound of ghosts crying and wolves.

Heaven and earth seemed to be bleak.

The eerie atmosphere shrouded the entire battlefield.

A lonely ghost appeared on the top of Dugu Cangying's head, which was formed by the condensing of the true element and the gas of death.

"kill!"

He roared, and the ghosts and gods struck through the air.

Jian Fulong resisted desperately and simultaneously controlled the troll puppet.

However, it is useless!

The terrible ghost and spirit seal directly flew the troll puppet and Jian Fulong together.

The troll puppet fell to the ground, and the parts on his body shattered a lot.

Jian Fulong vomited blood.

This blow left him extremely injured.

"It's terrible, it's the same as the five levels of life, how can this lonely Cangying be so powerful!"

Grandpa's body was shaking.

He had planned to wait for Dugu Cangying to fight with Jian Fulong to launch a sneak attack and kill Dugu Cangying.

But at this moment, he felt his body could not move.

The horrible atmosphere was really terrifying.

On the side of the Eight Immortals, everyone is extremely gloomy.

Originally thought that Murongqi had been killed and the puppets of the trolls had been taken, even Dugu Cangying might be defeated.

But now it seems that this is simply thinking things too beautiful.

"Are you afraid?"

The dragon elephant shouted.

"Not afraid!"

The sound rang loudly.

"Very well, no matter how powerful the enemy is, today we will never surrender even if we are all dead, nor will we run away!"

Long Xiang came out first, blocking Jian Fulong in front of him.

They are all well aware that Jian Fulong at this time has been seriously injured and can no longer stand tossing.

At this time, they do not stand up, who else?

Longchen, Lengmei, Badao, Yanyue, Bifang, Jinfeng Sword Emperor, Dragon Elephant Emperor, Sword Eighteen and so on.

All the masters stood in front of Jian Fulong.

"you guys!"

Jian Fulong was filled with emotion.

"Senior senior, needless to say, today we are afraid that we will not be able to survive, but it is not my style to die so regretfully. Even if we are to die, we have to get something from the enemy."

With a big wave of the dragon elephant, the horrible dragon elephant king Wuhun emerged behind him, and then merged into his body.

The rest of the people also released Wuhun.

"A group of rabble, depending on you, how can you stop the old man's blow."

Du Gu Cang Ying looked at the people sarcastically: "Exactly, there is a fun thing, let me show you!

Mystery · Resurrection!"

As he released powerful soul power and true yuan, Murongqi, who had already died, stood up staggering.

His eyes are gray and lifeless.

The whole body is also swaying, as if walking dead.

"This undead body is enough to deal with you, and the old man doesn't even need to shoot."

Du Gu Cang Ying sneered and waved his hand. The undead body suddenly accelerated and rushed to the people of the Eight Immortals.

Although the undead body made Murongqi lose his ability to think, he even forgot how to use martial arts.

However, the physical strength of the five-fold life-threatening life alone made Dragon Elephant and others very uncomfortable.

With just one blow, one person was directly blown away.

However, they were not vegetarians. The blasted people climbed up again and joined the battle again.

More than a dozen people surrounded the undead bodies and continuously released attacks.

However, the body of the undead seems not to die, no matter how serious the injury is, it is not afraid of it.

"Hahahaha, listen to my orders, the army of sword temples, launch the general attack!"

Jian Fulong was seriously injured, and Du Gu Cang Ying felt that there was no need to wait.

Since Ling Xiao has not yet appeared,

With the order of Du Gu Cang Ying, the two sides finally began to collide.

The war was ignited again.

The shouting shook the sky.

"Destroy it, Eight Immortals, Ling Xiao, you turtle, you can never be my opponent!

After leveling the Eight Immortals, I see where else can you hide, ha ha ha ha!"

Du Gu Cang Ying laughed wildly.

Today's war, as long as there are no accidents, will naturally end with the victory of his sword temple.

"Don’t forget that your real purpose here is to order the gods and demons, not to destroy the Eight Immortals."

Lord Black's cold voice sounded: "You can't get Lingmo, you can't kill Ling Xiao, everything is nothing."

"Yes, I almost forgot this thing! All the people of the Eight Immortals Kingdom listened to me. Whoever said Ling Xiao's whereabouts, I can let him live a life!"

Du Gu Cang Ying sneered: "I want to survive as soon as possible, this is your only chance."

"Old dog, don't be delusional, we would rather die than we would betray our emperor!"

Long Xiang roared, and his fists hit Murongqi's undead body.

But this attack has little effect.

The difference in strength was too great, the undead body just wobbled slightly, and then shot it with a palm, flying the dragon elephant out.

"Oh, if you want to die, it doesn't mean that everyone else wants to die, and the Eight Immortals are not alone."

Du Gu Cang Ying sneered and continued to wait. He believed that under the threat of death, someone would betray Ling Xiao.

"I! I know where Ling Xiao is! I also hope that His Majesty the Emperor spares me and protects my family."

Finally someone still stood up.

It was the king of a subsidiary country of the sword dynasty.

They were once oppressed by the sword temple, and the whole country lived poorly.

It was Baxian Kingdom who rescued them, and Ling Xiao gave them the opportunity to avenge their hatred.

But today, in the face of death, he actually betrayed.

"Wang Yuan, you traitor! I killed you!" The old shaman roared and rushed to Wang Yuan.

"There is an old man, can you kill him?"

The voice of Du Gu Cang Ying suddenly sounded, and the old shaman suddenly bleeds, and his body was blown out.

The Wang Yuan family was taken into the camp of the sword temple by Du Gu Cang Ying.

"Say, where is Ling Xiao?"

Du Gu Cangying asked indifferently.

"He is practicing, I can take you to see him now."

Wang Yuan hurriedly said.

"Very well, kill Ling Xiao, I'll see if there is anything else in this area of ​​the Eight Immortals that can stand up to me."

Du Gu Cangying sneered, he certainly wanted the Eight Immortals to be destroyed, but what he most wanted was to kill Ling Xiao.

Because for him, Ling Xiao is the biggest hidden danger.

"Stop him!"

Jian Fulong roared and waved the flag in his hand, causing the troll puppet to rush out.

And he also took off in the case of serious injuries.

Even if it is dead, it will take a while.

Never let Ling Xiao's practice be disturbed. As long as Ling Xiao breaks through, they still have a ray of life. Once they are disturbed, they may be completely over.

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