Chapter 497 Broken Wall

The front was shrouded in a dark fog, and countless ghosts emerged from it. However, since the two strongest impermanent ghosts were split in half by the purple evil sword, the ghosts in the black fog have given up their attack and formed all the evil spirits and corpses into this ghost wall to block the footsteps of the invincible swordsman.

If it is not a song that stands in front of this wall, but any other person, I'm afraid that it will be swallowed up by the blasphemous and death like a long snake's tentacles.

Ge Xinglie suddenly roared and hit it together. The purple sword flew like a mad dragon, and the sky was shocked in an instantly.

A thunder-like sword spirit tore the dark curtain, making this Shura hell-like field can't help sobbing.

The dirty bodies of many ghosts were cut into pieces by the sword gas. The air waves were galloping, the purple flames scattered, and thousands of ghost fires splashed on the ground, patting the shore through the air, and turbulent. After several unyielding shocks, the invincible edge finally tore a crack in the dark clouds and ghost fog. The black mud waves had to row to both sides, and the ghost wall retreated a foot.

is another foot away.

There has been a cup of tea. Ge Xinglie did his best and could only force the ghost wall back three feet.

The old man in the dark was forced to go to the end step by step, but before that, the first thing to do his best will be Ge Xinglie himself.

In this field, he can't draw aura from the surrounding world, so he can only watch his power disappear little by little.

The secluded ghost whispered in his ear with the deepest malice:

"Stop, you won't succeed. If you waste your strength, you will perish yourself. You will go to hell forever and never live..."

You Xiahan looked anxious behind him, but he couldn't help at all. Although the Tianlong Sword is sharp, You Xiahan is also a first-class master in the world, but compared with Ge Xinglie, it is the difference between the firefly and the glory of the sun and the moon. Ge Xinglie's sword goes down, which is comparable to the effect of several of her swords, and the speed and power of Ge Xinglie's action are beyond her reach. The Dragon Sword left a little scar on the ghost wall, and it had recovered before she pulled out the sword. She knew that her attack was just a waste of energy and had to stop.

Now the only one who can help Song Xing Lie is Hao Chen-gang.

But Hao Chen can't move forward. He turned his back to Ge Xinglie and looked at the three people in front of him silently.

Xiang Fengchao, Yu Hongfeng, Ruan Han. Three people were like three sharp knives and were about to stab him in the chest.

The person Hao Chen is staring at is Ruan Han. This silver hook soul-chasing senior, known for his cruelty more than ten years ago, is the most difficult to deal with among several old foxes in the world. He alone separated most of Hao Chen's mind, leaving him almost timeless to take care of Xiao Mengchang and Yu Hongfeng.

Hao Chenang is surrounded by He Lianshan. Under the pressure of Xiao Meng, he is already a little short of breath.

If you put it on weekdays, with the cultivation of "Heavenly Sword", it will not be so unbearable. But at this time, he has been walking for most of the day and a whole night in the fantasy, fighting with countless fierce ghosts, with little physical strength left, and now he is just struggling to support it with arrogance. If he is forced to compete with Xiao Meng, he must be more or less auspicious.

This is also the reason why Hao Chen has not started. Otherwise, with his magnificent Tianyuan master's cultivation, even if he is tired overnight, he will not be threatened by Ruan Han.

On the other side, Fang Yiyuan and Song Qingsha confronted Yu Hongfeng without any pressure. However, at the feet of the red-faced man, unconsciously there was a pool of black **, emitting an unpleasant smell, mixed with the smell of ghosts and corpses, spreading in all sides.

No one speaks, because there is no need to say anything at this time.

Only the rolling thunder caused by Ge Xinglie waving his sword and the heavy pressure like the sky falling in all directions, which is almost suffocating.

After a long stalemate, Ge Xinglie pushed the ghost wall back one foot again, but his own physical strength was about to run out. Everyone clearly felt this.

At this time, Song Qingsha gave Fang Yiyuan a winp.

If the song fails, the monster hiding behind the ghost wall will soon regain its strength, and everyone will only have a way to die.

Hao Chen wanted to help, but he couldn't worry about He Lianshan.

Ruan Han's toes moved, and he also did not dare to leave Xiao Meng to face Hao Chenang. He looked at Hao Chen'ang and sighed for a long time.

In this deadlock, the only people who have no scruples and have enough power are Song Qingsha and Fang Yiyuan. They also lived up to everyone's hopes. At this critical moment, they stood up and shouted, "Brother Ge, we will help you!" After turning around and running hand in hand to Ge Xinglie, they lined up on both sides and performed their unique skills.

Frost flowers appeared in the void, and the white fog covered it down and turned into stormy waves. The extremely cold airflow and roaring ice and snow turned into a bright long dragon and rushed into the dirty quagmire. A large area of quiet blue color shrouded a large area of space. For a moment, the polar cold that spread over the body seemed to end all the sins.

The swaying and flying tentacles in the ghost fog froze in a moment, and together with countless ferocious ghosts, they were locked into the still white space, and then broke with a crisp sound.

The difference between evil magicians and warriors is that the former can break out many times their own attack power when necessary.

Song Qingsha quickly recited a series of spells in her mouth, and a huge enchanting flower appeared in the dark ghost fog. With a roll of petals and sharp teeth chewing, hundreds of ghosts were swallowed into her stomach.

With the addition of these two new forces, the ghost wall suddenly fell into the danger of collapse.

If it continues to develop, the old ghost will be tied up, and the map will fall into the bag of the song.

Whether Hao Chen-gang is willing to see this result or not, at least Xiao Meng is unacceptable.

After Fang Yiyuan left, the red-faced man Yu Hongfeng was no longer unattended. In fact, You Xiahan should have blocked this gap, but Miss You was so focused on singing that she didn't realize that she still had this obligation. Yu Hongfeng jumped out of the gap, shot his body, passed by You Xiahan, and rushed to Gexing fiercely.

You Xiahan realized that he waved his sword at this time, but it was too late. The Tianlong Sword only left a blood mark on Yu Hongfeng's back, which could not hinder his footsteps.

"Be careful——"

Before the exit, Yu Hongfeng came behind the three people and raised his hand to sprinkle a large area of pink smoke, covering all three people in it.

At this time, there was only a loud roar, the ghost wall collapsed in the ice and snow, and the blood and broken limbs splashed around, spilling on everyone's heads.