Chapter 1601 The Emperor's Golden Sword

"Woo--" In a long hiss that shook the world, the head of the Ice Soul monster that Xiang Huaxin had been staring at suddenly swelled to a giant with a radius of about ten feet.

At this time, the headless corpse of the ice soul old monster was also released. The corpse and the head merged together, exuding a terrifying ghostly aura.

"Old monster Ice Soul!" Xiang Huaxin saw that there was a big change in the airspace, and the body of old monster Bingmou was filled with boundless ghost energy, and his body continued to expand to more than a hundred feet, like a giant ghost standing upright. Both are cultivators who are transformed into gods, and the old monster Ice Soul and Xiang Huaxin also have a certain friendship. Seeing that the old monster Ice Soul has been refined into a ghost body at this time, Xiang Qingxin can't help feeling the same. compassion.

"At this time, it should be called the Ice Soul Old Ghost." Lu Xiaotian stood at the bow of the ship with his hands tied. Keep an eye on the changes on the side of the ghost clan. The actions of Su Qing and the green armored skeleton are naturally seen by Lu Xiaotian.

"That's your junior sister?" Xiang Qingcheng whispered when he saw the silver-masked female ghost with a small green ring on her wrist, and the complicated look in Lu Xiaotian's eyes.

Lu Xiaotian nodded, seeing Su Qing goodbye, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, and kept going away from the old friends who came from the Qi refining period together. Su Qing can be regarded as an indelible part of his memory. The once savage and willful junior sister continued to mature, and then lost all her relatives and became the loneliness of the ghost clan. The bitterness in it is not enough for outsiders.

Xiang Qingcheng was about to say something more, when Lu Xiaotian flew up, Xiang Qingcheng smiled indifferently, although she knew that the relationship between Lu Xiaotian and Su Qing was extraordinary, but she would not hesitate to support Lu Xiaotian's decision, Xiang Qingcheng knew that if she was in trouble , the person next to me will never leave.

At this time, there was another change between the heaven and the earth, and the figure of the purple crocodile ghost fell to a mountain top, and he punched the ground with both fists. All of a sudden, the mountains shook. The purple crocodile ghost yelled, his hands turned into two huge ghost claws, and he grabbed the ground. A huge bone chain was pulled out from the ground by it.

boom boom

At this time, the array flags played by Su Qing and the green armored skeleton continuously exploded black thundercloud pillars. fall to the ground. Every time a huge black thunder pillar hits, it condenses into substance, and the ghost energy scattered around gathers frantically.

As the purple crocodile ghost pulled out the huge ghost chain from the ground, under the agitation of the ghost cloud, the white bones on the ground gathered crazily and turned into huge ghost wheels, spinning between the sky and the earth.

"This is the Shifang Jialuo Wheel Formation?" Niu Kun, Qiao Lan, and Lu Xiaotian, who had participated in the battle between the human and ghost races in Wangyue City, reacted respectively. The huge bone wheel dragged the bone chain to rotate slowly, and the whole world was filled with the sound of friction between the bone chain and the bone wheel as they were transported.

"What is the ten-direction Jialuo wheel formation?" Xiang Qingcheng asked in surprise.

"When I was still in Qingyu Continent, there was a battle between humans and ghosts. At that time, the ghost clan used a similar formation to summon ghosts at the level of gods, but the formation at that time was far less spectacular than the one in front of us." Lu Xiaotian rolled his eyes. Sigh, if you are only summoning ghosts at the level of gods, you don't need this bone wheel that almost blocks the sky.

The battle drums of the human and ghost races rose higher and higher one after another. There was a change in this aspect of the ghost race, and the attack of the human race reached a new peak. The war has once again been pushed to unprecedented heights.

Already refined into a ghost corpse, the Ice Soul old monster with a body of hundreds of feet moved nimbly among the huge translocated bone wheels, and disappeared among the numerous bone wheels in a blink of an eye.

The purple crocodile ghost opened his mouth and spit out, a purple-colored banner pierced into the sky, connecting the heaven and the earth, more ghost energy surged wildly towards the purple atmosphere, turning into a series of condensed evil forces that were captured Driven between the giant bone wheels, the bone chain creaked under the pull of the giant bone wheels. Amid the pervasive ghostly aura, no one knew what was pulling at the other end of the bone chain.

A wind and snow fluttered in, and in the wind and snow, a graceful figure loomed. He also looked at the scene in front of him with some doubts.

In the wind and snow, a big pale golden hand grabbed it, Dongfang Yi snorted coldly, stretched out his finger, and a huge snowflake was as sharp as a blade mixed with screaming in the air, and grabbed the huge pale golden hand shadow.

"Fellow Daoist Lu!" At this moment, a figure of Nascent Soul cultivator shot from the sky. It was Fu Yong from the husband clan. Since the fall of the husband city, Fu Yong had become the most powerful monk of the Qin clan at this time. At this time, Fu Yong's face was full of horror.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Fu Yong's expression, Lu Xiaotian frowned. Even now, the Qin Clan has not revealed more about the news about Tianyuan's four sects, but said that after defeating the Ghost Clan, the other party obviously concealed something , but these days, Lu Xiaotian is also running around, and has no time to take care of these things. After returning, the battle will start immediately.

"The purple crocodile ghost must be stopped. The purple crocodile ghost is using the power of the formation to draw the ghost energy of Hoshino Onihara and open the ghost gate! Once the purple crocodile ghost succeeds, the other three gates may be permanently closed. .” Fu Yong said quickly and quickly.

"What's the matter? Extracting the ghost energy of Hoshino Onihara, how do you know that you are here?" Before Lu Xiaotian asked, Xiang Huaxin said angrily. He and Lu Xiaotian didn't know about it. Besides, Hoshino Onihara is far away from here, and Fu Yong is only in the late Nascent Soul, so how can he be unpredictable, unless the other party deliberately conceals some extremely important information beforehand.

"This matter involves the last magic weapon of our Qin clan, the Great Emperor's Golden Sword. Naturally, we can't tell easily. After the Great Emperor created the prosperity of the Great Qin Dynasty, he suppressed the demons with Tiankeng and suppressed Guiyuan with the Great Emperor's Golden Sword. The eighteenth person was in the middle to support him, and he thought it would be safe. Who would have thought that the prison of black water would appear later, and the eighteenth golden man would remain dusty for countless years. Over the years, with the strength of the ghost clan, most of them were trapped in the Hoshino ghost field. It wasn't until recent years that the space changed drastically, and the ghost clan gradually emerged from their predicament. It's just that although the ghost clan army rushed out, the ghost aura hadn't spread so quickly. Once the emperor's golden sword was taken and the blockade was lifted, Hoshino Onihara's I am afraid that the ghost energy can no longer be suppressed,"

Fu Yong took a breath, now the eighteenth golden man has fallen behind Lu Xiaotian, and no one can use the magic weapon Tiankeng. The Great Emperor's Golden Sword is already the last magic weapon left by the Great Qinling, if it had to be done, Fu Yong would certainly not want it to fall into Lu Xiaotian's hands. If Zi Crocodile Ghost Lord didn't have such a skillful hand, Fu Yong would also plan to keep it a secret. But man is not as good as God.

"Great Emperor's Golden Sword!" Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Huaxin and the others looked at each other in dismay, using a magic weapon to suppress Hoshino Onihara's ghostly aura, what kind of skill and thoughtfulness is this.

"You mean, the opponent's big formation is to use these bone wheels to pull the Emperor's Golden Sword from Hoshino Onihara?" Lu Xiaotian quickly reacted.