Chapter 1583 Appears one after another——
“In the battle in the Qin clan’s territory, the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord also suffered some injuries, but according to the ancestor Xiang Huaxin, the injuries suffered by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord were far worse. It's lighter than him. When the Purple Crocodile Ghost King appears again, the coalition forces of the great immortal dynasties will no longer be able to resist, and an unprecedented catastrophe will affect all races in this world."
"The only way to stop the Purple Crocodile Ghost King is to rely on the eighteen golden people. The eighteen golden people combined into one can defeat this beast. I have run out of gas and the lamp is dry, so I will say this. The people of the Qin tribe are already waiting. You, fellow Daoist Lu, Princess Yuxin, come back quickly!”
After saying this, Taoist Jinzhen’s face, which had been filled with black energy, was completely drained of life, and his shapeless body was still sitting there cross-legged.
"Uncle, alas -" Lu Wushuang stared blankly at the fallen Taoist Jin Zhen, and finally turned into a sigh. He looked at Lu Xiaotian and said, "Little brother, what do you think?"
Under the overturned nest, there are no eggs left. Even Xiang Huaxin, the old monster who transformed into a god, has lost his head. If the Qin people had not been forced into a desperate situation, they would not have sent Golden Needle Taoist to come all the way. From the bottom of his heart, Lu Xiaotian was unwilling to face such a terrifying and powerful enemy as the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord, but when the trouble came, he would not back down even a step.
“Dongfang.” Xiang Qingcheng and Luo Ping’er held Lu Xiaotian’s hand at the same time.
"Where should I meet them?" Lu Xiaotian looked at Lu Wushuang and asked.
"The Eighteen Golden Men are our last resort and we must not allow any mistakes. At this time, taking advantage of a break in the war, they are already behind. The Tianyuan Four Sects are in the Qin Clan's territory. As long as we go back If you hurry up, you can meet Fucheng and the others," Lu Wushuang said.
"Return at full speed." Lu Xiaotian said calmly. Regardless of the stimulation of the spirit stone, the speed of the Feihe warship was once again increased to a new level. The mountains, rivers and clouds are retreating at an alarming speed.
When Lu Xiaotian and others returned at full speed, Fucheng, Fuyong, Yiyuantian, and Heqiong went hand in hand, rushing to join Lu Xiaotian as quickly as possible.
Farther away, ghostly energy surged, giving people a sense of urgency that a storm was about to come.
“What do you guys want to do after escaping all the way from the Black Water Realm to this place?” Amidst the screams of an owl, a skeleton ghost king covered in green armor and with a bit of phosphorus fire in his eye sockets was holding a spear. Red as if it had drunk blood, the bone spear exuded shocking murderous intent, stepping on ghosts.
“What a hero the Qinling Emperor was back then. He almost single-handedly wiped out Chiyuan and overwhelmed several major races. How come now, the descendants of the Qinling Emperor only know how to run away with their tails between their legs? "
Besides the green-armored skeleton, there was another slightly smaller silver-faced skeleton with a small green ring on his left wrist and dressed in black. He looked coldly at the Fu Cheng and his group of four people who were running away in front of them. people.
"Damn it, you really think of yourself as the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. Clan leader, let's turn around and deal with these two ghost clans that are still lingering." After hearing this, Yiyuantian became furious and directly asked Fucheng for a fight. .
"Don't act rashly. Our only goal now is to reunite with Lu Xiaotian and Princess Yuxin. Otherwise, once exposed, there will inevitably be the risk of being defeated by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord. Once we cannot form an formation, how can we It is not a matter of personal death, but the entire human race in this world has been enslaved by the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord, who will take his life and death for granted!" Fucheng didn't even think about it, and directly rejected Yiyuantian's invitation to fight.
“Yi Yuantian, these two ghost kings have the important treasures given by the purple crocodile ghost king. If we don’t use the golden man, even the four of us will not be able to defeat this person. When we meet up with Lu Xiaotian "After Xiang Qingcheng, it's not too late to fight again!" He Qiong also advised Yi Yuantian.
"Okay." Yi Yuantian reluctantly looked back at the two green-armored skeletons and Su Qing who were chasing closely behind them. Continue on the road with Fu Cheng and others. As the people in Fucheng were rushing forward, a streak of demonic energy soared into the sky, chasing the wind and the moon. In the blink of an eye, it passed over the heads of the people in Fucheng and went all the way down.
"Where do you juniors want to go?" The person who came was none other than the One-Eyed Demon. The arm on his chest had not yet been recovered, and now only his arms were left. The fierce flames were obviously not as fierce as they were in their heyday, but for Fu Cheng, this For several Nascent Soul cultivators, they are still a huge threat. The Demon Transformation God is the Demon Transformation Demon. Even if their strength is greatly reduced, there is still an insurmountable gap between the Soul Transformation and the Nascent Soul cultivators.
"Haha, it turned out to be a senior alone. He came just in time to block these people. I will report to Mr. Ghost Lord to record the merits of my senior!" The green-armored skeleton laughed when he saw this,
" Dumu Laomo, I didn’t expect you to collude with the ghost clan and not hesitate to become a slave. It’s really a disgrace to your demon clan.” A slightly tired voice sounded. As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with an aura as cold as winter walked up to him. It was Xiang Huaxin, but his body was stooped at this time, and he was no longer the same as when he first appeared.
"Old Monster Xiang, you are not recuperating in seclusion, why are you here?" The one-eyed demon couldn't help being shocked when he saw Xiang Huaxin appear. Originally, he was slightly inferior to Xiang Huaxin. First of all, although Xiang Huaxin was seriously injured at this time, he didn't know the specific extent of the injury. Moreover, he has lost his best demon blade and third arm, and his combat power has been greatly reduced. Seeing Xiang Huaxin at this time, the one-eyed demon inevitably lacks confidence.
"If you can come, why can't I come?" The old monster Ice Soul sneered, "If your hands are itchy, it's not a bad idea for me to fight with you."
"Senior alone, if you want to win Ghost Lord's permission, you can't do it without paying some price. This ice soul old man has already suffered a soul-eating palm from Ghost Lord, and his current strength is less than half of normal, so why should he be afraid?" Green Armor The skeleton laughed sharply, "I'll leave Xiang Huaxin to the Demon Lord. Let's go ahead, two juniors!" people, chasing several people in Fucheng again.
"The situation has changed. Take me to meet Lu Xiaotian and Princess Yuxin." While the people in Fucheng were still running away at full strength, they received a message from Xiang Huaxin again. They couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. The killers appear one after another, which is not a good sign.
Accidents happened one after another in Fucheng, and at this time, Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng and others also encountered huge changes.
"Half asleep and half awake, it has been hundreds of years since I woke up. Little friend Lu, we meet again." At this time, a pale golden skeleton was covered by a dense aura. With one step in the void, it was already For several miles, he stood in front of Lu Xiaotian and the others.
"Senior, who is it?" Lu Xiaotian looked at the pale golden skeleton in front of him suspiciously, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.
"You, who are you?" Luo Ping'er's eyes widened even more, looking at the light golden skull in front of her with an unbelievable look in her eyes.
"Ping'er, maybe I don't even know my father anymore." The dense air on the surface of the pale golden skull squirmed, and it actually appeared as Luo Zhongting.
"Father!" Luo Ping'er's face was stunned, and he was about to fly forward, but unexpectedly, the dense air on the surface of the Luo atrium squirmed again, turning into the image of an enlightened monk. This made Luo Ping'er stop what he had just done.
(End of this chapter)