Chapter 503 White Bone Ghost Flag

"No, this man is too Meng Lang!" Middle-aged people in the distance exclaimed.

Most of the people onlookers also showed surprise and regret, feeling that Cang Hao's old way was originally well defended, but now he is acting bravely and looking for his own death.

The cold light flashed in Li Peicheng's eyes, shook his head with a wry smile, and said secretly that he didn't expect the earth to become so fierce. However, he still stands on the tower of the Sihai Palace. No one knows the defense ability of the tortoise shell behind the Canghao Laodao better than him. At the beginning, his fire cloud gun stabbed his to the tortoise shell and only left a very shallow gun eye. It was difficult for these people to penetrate his tortoise shell

The attacked man saw the magic weapons all over the sky behind Canghao's old way, and his heart was relieved. He thought that Canghao's old way always wanted to turn back to save the key point, but his eyes were soaring, and he was ready to give Canghao Laodao a backhand.

However, the fierce light in his eyes was immediately replaced by extreme panic, because the octate purple gold hammer on his head did not mean to close the hammer at all, but smashed it down at a faster speed.

Originally, this man still had a chance to escape, but now he doesn't even have the hope of escape from the last line.

Bang! A pair of octagonal purple gold hammers were smashed one after the other, and instantly smashed the man into mud of meat. Even the yuan god who was about to escape was smashed by a hammer behind Canghao Laodao and turned into nothingness.

Almost at the same time, the black snake sword of the blood soul finally took the lead.

A ferocious smile appeared on the blood soul's face, and his eyes showed greed unabashedly. Now Cang Hao is no different from the dead in his eyes. As for the death of a subordinate, it is nothing to a cruel person like him.

Seeing that the black snake sword was about to pierce the back of Canghao Laodao fiercely, suddenly the back robe of Canghao Laodao bulged, and a circle of black light coiled around his back, covering the whole back.

"Humph. The cover just wants to block the full blow of my black snake sword!" Disdainful thoughts flashed in the mind of the blood soul. His face also showed contempt at the same time. I'm laughing at the end of the vast old road. Struggling to the death.

Peng! Cang Hao's old man bulged up the authentic robe. Forced by the fierce sword spirit of the black snake sword. It exploded. It exploded. It turns into pieces of cloth.

Almost at the same time, the bloody laughter fraughter froze on his face. His eyes showed an incredible look. He exclaimed, "Tortoise shell!"

It's a pity that the blood soul knew too late. The black snake sword still stabbed the tortoise shell fiercely. Splash the starting point of Mars. Only a faint invisible sword mark was left.

However, although that sword can't help the vast old-fashioned tortoise shell. But a cold force still hit Canghao's old local god through the tortoise shell. Cang Hao was so painful that he almost sprayed blood.

Just as Cang Hao was old, he borrowed his strength to fly back. While running fast, Zhenyuan wanted to suppress the cold force. Suddenly, a cool wisp of Zhenyuan rose from the bottom of the abdomen. Then more and more. It spread all over the body in an instant. The cold force has long been swallowed up by it. Cang Hao felt indescribably comfortable all over his body. There seems to be an endless force coming out of the body.

Cang Hao was ecstatic. He knew that the cold power of the blood soul not only did not hurt himself, but also stimulated the remaining ice blue locust elixir in his body.

At this time, other magic weapons finally attacked and fell on the tortoise shell of Canghao.

This series of dense blows was amazing, and the ice blue locust elixir burst out like a blowout.

Just as everyone thought that no matter how powerful Cang Hao's tortoise shell was, he would hang up even if he didn't die under such a concentrated attack force, Cang Hao's old man suddenly laughed wildly, and his short body suddenly turned around. With an octachful purple gold hammer, he rushed to the place where he was controlling the magic weapon and preparing to make a second attack on himself.

The eight-edging purple gold hammer quickly crossed the air, and the sharp friction made the air around the eight-edred purple gold hammer seem to burn, making a sneering sound.

Before the octipated purple gold hammer arrived, the impact of the two rows of mountains and seas has been frantically oppressed by everyone.

The blood soul's face has changed greatly. He has found that Canghao's old way seems to have suddenly improved his strength to a level, which is completely different from just now. Just as he wanted to let everyone avoid it, Canghao's old way had already rushed into the crowd like a wolf.

It crackles. The hammered up and down, where the eight-edged purple gold hammer passed, there was no one, the sound of screams, the broken limbs and arms, and the brain blood fell like rain in the air.

Li Peicheng's face showed surprise. Naturally, he knew the medicinal effect of the ice blue locust fruit, which could make the monks in the distraction period reach the fit period, and the effect of the ice blue locust elixir was worse than that of the ice blue locust fruit. But at least it can make people from the early stage of distraction to the late stage of distraction in a short period of time. After Canghao Laodao and others took the ice blue locust elixir, they broke through from the out-of-body period to the early stage of distractions. It can be seen that most of the elixir remains in their bodies and is slowly refined and absorbed with their practice. But he is also in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, Canghao Laodao used the war to stimulate Danli and instantly broke through to the middle stage of distraction. With Cang Hao's old way, it can be called a steel-like body and bone. In addition, the power is infinite, and the magic weapon is powerful. Li Peicheng is almost no longer worried about this battle.

In the distance, he was entangled with Qingyu Zhenren, which made Qingyu Zhenren embarrassed. The dangerous blood ghosts heard the screams of their own people and horses in the distance, and their minds couldn't help trembling.

The blood ghost is not bad. He can immediately stabilize his mind, but the guy in the early days of distraction can't do it. He can't help glancing at the distance with the corner of his eyes. At this glance, he saw that the short Cang Hao Lao Dao, like a demon from hell, holding two huge octight-edged purple gold hammers and hitting his own person like a watermelon, he couldn't help but panic.

What a real person of Qingyu, he seemed to wander between life and death, but his state of mind was still barely maintained in the state of stopping water. Seeing the situation, the cold light flashed, and the golden light flashed on his head, and then quickly shot at the man like lightning.

How precious the dragon rope is. At this time, the man was in a panic. When he noticed that the dragon rope was approaching, his whole body was already haunted by a spiritual snake and could not move.

With the cultivation of Qingyu Zhenren, it is difficult to control the two ** treasures. Over time, I'm afraid it will be self-bound. Therefore, Qingyu Zhenren can make a move. How dare he neglect it again? He hurriedly called back the Xuanbing cold light sword and went to the neck of the man bound by the dragon rope without saying

Li Peicheng finally smiled calmly. He knew that he had little chance to take action in this battle.

The situation turned straight down, and the people watching the battle in the distance couldn't help exclaiming. Many people's eyes flashed with light and did not know what they were thinking.

"It seems that those two are much more powerful than the father imagined!" A middle-aged man said.

"However, the red-blooded ancestor is unfathomable, and there are many people in the blood-clothed door. No matter how powerful those two are, they can't escape bad luck." Young people are humane.

Seeing the Qingyu real flying sword fall, that is, when the head of the monk in the early days of distraction fell to the ground, the blood ghost finally shouted, the faint light in his eyes was in full bloom, and the endless evil spirit gushed out of his body. I don't know when he suddenly had a flag in his hand.

The flagpole of the flag is made of a section of white bones, and the place where the handshake is a gloomy white skull, and the flag is as dark as ink.

This flag is the bloody ghost's proud magic weapon white bone ghost flag.

As soon as the white bone ghost flag came out, the wind of evil suddenly rose everywhere, and the whole world seemed to be surrounded by wronged ghosts. A wisp of black air emerged from the skull of the flag and the flagpole of the flag, and then turned into a floating ghost, screaming, waving the sharp ghost claws, revealing ferocious teeth and pounced on the real person Qingyu.

Almost at the same time, the blood soul also shouted with a ghost and sacrificed his white bone ghost flag.

The two flags came out together, and the whole Jiuhua Mountain seemed to have become the hell of the underworld. The cold wind froze the ground, and many plants immediately withered and fell one after another.

Li Peicheng's face changed slightly, and the murderous spirit faintly emanated from his body, but he still did not take action.

Qingyu's bleak screams sounded in his ear, and the fierce wind behind him came, and he suddenly felt like he was trapped in the underworld. Whether Qingyu Zhenren was determined or felt a chill rising from behind his spine, and his mind couldn't help trembling.

However, Qingyu Zhenren's Xuanbing cold light sword firmly took the neck of the person who was tied up. He knew that if he didn't take his life first, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a chance of winning.

Ah, with a scream, Xuanbing cold light sword killed the man like cutting tofu. At this time, the fierce ghost finally arrived, and the fierce claws grabbed the back of Qingyu Zhenren fiercely.

The sharp claws cut through the body protection cover of Qingyu Zhenren, making a tearing sound.

Qingyu's real yuanshen was shocked, and finally he couldn't control the binding dragon rope. The man's yuan god took the opportunity to escape from the body that had lost his head and flew out.

When those fierce ghosts saw the yuan god floating out, they immediately pounced on the yuan god with their teeth and claws.

Yuanshen was caught off guard and was immediately bitten to pieces by those fierce ghosts and devoured them.

The fierce ghost got the halal spirit of the monk in the early days of distraction, and suddenly became full of evil spirits. The illusory figure gradually became clear and seemed to become a physical fierce ghost.

The fierce ghost looked at Qingyu's eyes showing a bloodthirsty fierce light, and a drop of dark evil liquid dripped from the corners of his mouth, which instantly turned into evil spirits and integrated into his body.

The white-bone ghost flag of the blood soul over there also took the opportunity to eat the soul of the yuan god who was smashed by the eight-edred purple gold hammer, which was fierce.

"Qi Jie Jie, I didn't expect you two to have some ability to kill so many of my men, so let you taste the taste of all ghosts!" The sound of the blood soul like a night owl echoed in the air, adding some yin to the world that was originally ghostly.

The five people for the rest of their lives looked fearfully at the white-bone ghost flags flying in the wind in the air, and retreated one after another. When they passed by the blood soul, they couldn't help flashing a trace of bitterness of the rabbit's dead fox. If it hadn't been for the white-bone ghost flag, those people could at least have escaped the yuan god, but now they have become the tonic of their own magic weapons.