Necropolis Immortal Chapter 1334: Knife in hand
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Qingting hesitated for a while, and then she burst out suddenly, turning her whole body into a misty light and shadow, rushing towards Qing Yihou.
The burst of Qingting shocked Lu Yun in an instant. The power she burst out was only a little weaker than the previous **** clothes!
Lu Yun was also taken aback.
"The genius in this Magnificence is like a crucian carp who crosses the river. If it weren’t for the assistant Dao I had cultivated for two lifetimes, I’m afraid I wouldn’t even be able to make a splash in this Magnificence."
Lu Yun muttered to himself.
"Tsing Yi Hou, Zi Yi Hou, Xue Yi Hou, and Chi Yi Hou these four people are probably those who have been deliberately sealed off for them, and let them guide the monks in the whole Hongmeng."
The titles of Tsing Yi Hou, Zi Yi Hou, Xue Yi Hou, and Chi Yi Hou are too similar. Their strengths are similar. They are all standing under the king. If it is not deliberately arranged, Lu Yun absolutely doesn't believe it.
As for the Lord, it was purely an accident.
The little fox said, the Venerable is their disciple.
Lu Yun didn't know where the Venerable learned that the stegosaurus raised his head, but Lu Qing told the little fox that he couldn't make a mistake.
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Above mid-air, nearly thirty kings fought in a row, and all directions below were also flooded by endless ghosts.
The number of ghost tribes is increasing, and they can't be killed. Izumo City's losses are also extremely heavy. From Xueyihou leaving the city to Lu Yun's sword destroying the ghost king, more than a million monks have fallen during this period.
Of course, the number of casualties of the ghost tribe is more than a hundred times that of the monks.
But this damage is nothing to the ghost race.
In the star domain, more and more ghost tribe armies have gathered, continuously crushing in the direction of Izumo City.
Some geniuses from Outland have fallen.
"Asshole!!!"
Suddenly, Zi Yihou roared, "What are you eighteen trash rubbings! Ten first-tier second-tier ghost kings have dragged you eighteen! Trash, it's just trash!!"
"Hurry up and kill them!!"
Zi Yihou knows what the eighteen kings are worrying about. They are always on guard against each other to prevent the ghost king hiding among them from violently killing people.
But now, the monks below are using their lives to stop the ghost tribe army, but the eighteen kings are fearful, and Zi Yihou is almost mad.
The faces of the eighteen kings were gloomy. They really didn't dare to do their best, and they couldn't believe the people around them... But when Zi Yihou was so insulted, Di Wu Wang wanted to slap Zi Yihou to death.
The former Ziyi Hou was full of Hongmeng's name, and was a disciple of the Star King... Now that the Star King is dead, a genius who has not become a king dares to yell at them.
"The eighteen kings are all creatures, not ghosts."
Lu Yun opened Youtong, raised his eyes and glanced, "Is that ghost king, also exists like the Meteorite King?"
Half of the Meteorite King is a ghost king and half is a monk. Lu Yun can only see the half he is a monk, but he can't see the existence of the ghost king.
If there is a ghost king among the eighteen kings, then it must be the existence of the ghost king that has completely transformed into a monk... such as the moon king.
"How many such existences are there in Hongmeng."
Dang!
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang in Lu Yun's ears, and he cut it down with a sword, but something was blocked.
"Dead!"
Suddenly, a hoarse and erratic voice rang in his ears.
A pale face suddenly appeared in front of him, slashing towards Lu Yun with a brutal ghost.
"What kind of knife is this that actually blocked the celestial magnetolight!"
Lu Yun's brow jumped, and then he moved his whole body three feet to the side, dodge the mortal knife in a dangerous and dangerous way.
Boom----
The sword formation behind Lu Yun shook for a while, almost being split by the knife.
Lu Yun looked up and saw a man with white clothes and white hair and a pale face as a paper appearing where he was just now. His body was also surrounded by a black ghost, and his pupilless eyes locked on Lu Yun.
But Lu Yun's attention is still on the knife in his hand.
This is a ghost knife with a heavy blade and a hideous face inlaid on the handle. Just now, it was this ghost knife that blocked the sword light of the Tianji Sword, the blade was still bitter, and there was no gap at all.
"Li Zhen, don't die!"
Suddenly, Lu Yun shouted loudly: "Now I will take a good knife for you. After killing all these ghosts, let's fight again!"
The next moment, Lu Yun jumped into the air instantly, and a sword dragon raised his head and cut out.
Xueyihou, who was healing, felt Lu Yun's sword, and his face suddenly changed.
"The sword dragon raised his head! How could it be possible! He is Mu Xuechen star? No, it is not Mu Xuechen star, nor is he Venerable...Who is he!!"
Xueyihou dullly looked at Lu Yun who looked up like a dragon at this moment, his eyes full of incredible.
Li Zhen has already rushed out with a broken knife, and has not been sheltering under Lu Yun's sword formation.
The same is true. Lu Yun felt that this Lizhen had a great appetite for him. He was a little sleek, but he was not greedy for life or death.
Previously, after the first team of black armored sergeants rushed out of Yuncheng, Xueyihou was the first to rush out of the city, and Li Zhen was the second.
"Good!!"
Li Zhen heard the words and roared loudly: "I'm going to fix that ghost knife! If you cut my knife, you should pay me a bite!"
After saying that, Li Zhen laughed, the broken knife in his hand was shining brightly, and the sharp blades blasted in all directions like a lotus flower.
Lu Yun is also unambiguous. His stegosaurus has evolved a second sword in a flash...
A sword dragon ascends to heaven!
The long sword is like a dragon, and it slashes at the white-clothed and white-haired ghost.
This ghost got a treasured sword, but its strength didn't reach the level of the king, but it could reach the level of the quasi-king.
Long Shengtian is more powerful than dragon raising his head. This sword has already carried the meaning of the fire of order that Lu Yun had cultivated.
Boom——
The silver sword light exploded in the void, and the white ghost with white hair screamed, and the whole body was annihilated in the void by Lu Yun's sword.
"Receive the knife!"
Lu Yun kicked the ghost head knife in front of Li Zhen.
"Hahaha—good knife, good knife!"
After receiving the knife, Li Zhen put away her broken knife, and then violently poured the power of her body into the ghost knife.
In an instant, a mournful ghost trumpet appeared above the ghost knife.
Obviously, there is a terrifying and huge will inhabiting this ghost knife.
"Want to occupy my mind? Break it to me!!"
Boom——
The next moment, a huge sword light appeared on Li Zhen's body. In an instant, the will in the ghost head knife was destroyed by this sword light.
"Hahahaha—Boys, come and die!!!"
Li Zhen went up with a knife, and instantly fell into the endless army of ghosts.
"Not good!!"
Suddenly, on the walls of Izumo City, someone roared: "The Izumo Demon Formation is about to break, and the ghost race is about to enter the city!"
"City Lord! Lord Diwu King! Come back quickly!"
Kakchacha——
While speaking, cracks appeared on the golden light of the imperial demon array, and the suppression of the ghost tribe by the golden light was also infinitely weakened.
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