Jie Jie... A cold white smoke floated, in which a fierce ghost in white clothes loomed. Looking from a distance, I saw the white smoke and the shadow of Yiheng, but I didn't see where the entity was.

Lu Xiaotian frowned secretly. He looked a little similar to the mirage wolf he had met before, but it was not exactly the same. Shrouded in this mass of white smoke is actually a rather powerful later smoke ghost king.

The earth was still trembling. A giant skeleton elephant with a height of tens of feet and two long bones and teeth, wearing thick armor, looked like a bone crocodile except for two giant Pu fan like ears.

"I've heard that there are some amazing Terran experts in the fairy world of looking at the moon. They come here for a while. Who dares to fight with me!"

The voice of the giant crocodile like the ghost king is vast for hundreds of miles. Even some of the early friars of Yuanying also feel a tingling in their ears. Fortunately, the crocodile like the ghost king only faces these Yuanying friars. Otherwise, if those Jindan friars are involved, I'm afraid there will be no small consequences. Of course, not only the human friars, but also the low-level ghost clan can't stand the shock of the sound wave.

Behind the crocodile like ghost king, there is a rolling black cloud, which is the quiet day of Youyun ghost family and the ghost king in the later stage.

Wen Changyun and Ji Qian's water color changed slightly. The crocodile looks like the ghost king. It's even more powerful than the aodu ghost king with red eyes and prominent elbows. Although there are only four ghost kings in the later stage, aodu ghost king still wants to win Wen Changyun. Now there's a stronger guy. As for the Lingquan ghost king who had fought with Zhao of Qingdan palace before, his means were equally powerful, but now he has disappeared.

There are as many as five strong people in the later period of the ghost king in front of us, with the strength of aodu ghost king and crocodile elephant ghost king as the most. Aodu ghost king and Wen Changyun are still only between Bozhong. Although the ghost force wins a few points, it is not easy to completely defeat Wen Changyun. This slight gap does not affect the victory or defeat of the two later giants.

It's just that the crocodile is like a ghost king. Wen Changyun, Ji Qianshui and others can't help thinking of what Lu Xiaotian said. Sure enough, there is another heaven and earth outside Qingyu mainland.

At present, there are as many as five late stage ghost kings alone. The ancient Jianzong includes Wen Changyun, Xiao Tiannan and LV Wenhua.

There are Ji Qianshui in Qingdan palace and Zhao, of course. One foot of the poisonous Yang immortal of the magic Yang sect has entered the threshold of the later great friars, but there is still a line between them after all.

A golden light flashed in the distance, and I saw that it was like a huge golden winged silkworm figure breaking through the air. It was the great monk Tianchan evil respect in the South wilderness.

Although the alliance is one more than the ghost clan, the sudden emergence of the crocodile like ghost king has added a few variables to the situation.

Looking at the moon, Nanhuang, all schools, and Yuan Ying friars in scattered practice add up to about 50 or 60 people, while Nanhuang has less than a quarter of looking at the moon.

But the ghost King's realm of the ghost family in front of us has also reached an impressive level. Compared with looking at the moon, there are five or six more in the two immortal cultivation circles of Nanhuang. As for Jindan level ghost Shuai and ghost Hou, they have greater advantages than Terrans.

Whether we win or lose this war, I'm afraid it will be a great disaster for the Qingyu mainland.

All kinds of spirit birds, ghost birds, block out the sun, monks on both sides, mortal armies, and countless white bones and skeletons of cannon fodder, stretching for thousands of miles. Even when Lu Xiaotian saw the magnificent human ghost battlefield in front of him, he couldn't help looking at it.

"You Terrans give up half of the Qingyuan continent to my ghost people to inhabit, and my ghost people's army will stop fighting this time." the crocodile sounded like a ghost King's urn, and the sound shook to Yuan Ying friars such as Wen Changyun.

"Joke, people and ghosts don't stand side by side. There's no reason to coexist. If you let the ghost family occupy half of the area, the Qingyu mainland will be eroded by the ghost spirit sooner or later. This war will be inevitable from the time you rush out of the ghost cave. Unless you return to the ghost cave again, there will be no room for maneuver!" Wen Changyun said strongly, "Fight for the inheritance of countless generations of orthodoxy in Qingyu mainland. All monks in Qingyu mainland have no way out!"

"Taoist orthodoxy? Don't you see how few of your friars from Qi refining to golden elixir are compared with our ghost clan? As long as you Yuanying old monsters are dragged, our ghost clan army is enough to kill your young generation, and you old monsters are left, how can you keep the Taoist orthodoxy in the green continent?" aodu ghost King sneered.

"If you don't fight, how can you know the victory or defeat? Wen Daoyou, fight, let these ghost families know why our Terran has been the master of Qingyu mainland for tens of millions of years!" of course, Zhao of Qingdan palace is covered with fire clouds, and he is surrounded by fire waves. All the ghost gas from the opposite side is burned under its fire clouds.

Lu Xiaotian was surprised that the little fire crow, who was addicted to fire, had no reaction this time. Was he full after taking a small wisp of blown up Fanluo real fire last time?

"It's a pity. Without the little crow, who is addicted to fire, he will lose an important helping hand when he meets those fire friars in the future."

Lu Xiaotian was thinking about it. The war drums on both sides had been thundering. The Dharma Drum made of monster skin on the side of the moon watching Southern Wilderness Alliance sounded like a piece. Lu Xiaotian also had some blood surging and wanted to fight twice. As for the low-level monks, they shouted under the vibration of the drum.

In the ghost clan opposite, countless white bone hammers beat on the drum, and several white bone horns with a length of tens of feet tilted towards the sky. The bleak and evil long voice made hundreds of thousands of ghost families with high rank emit crazy screams.

The Terran and ghost armies collided with each other like two huge torrents. Suddenly, under the fierce impact, the two torrents collided at the same time. The momentum of the collision was straight into the night. The space above the head seemed to tremble and ripple.

"Taoist friend Tianchan, fight with me. The crocodile is like the ghost king. Other great friars in the later period fight with their opponents. You look at the moon, fellow disciples of Nanhuang, win or lose, and fight here! Kill!" Wen Changyun shouted, and the infinite golden spirit rolled out like a whirlwind. A huge golden wheel emerged behind Wen Changyun, behind the huge golden wheel, There are six smaller golden wheels. Each one has a strange pattern. Seven are combined to lay down seven golden pillars of light and sweep away the crocodile like ghost king like the pillar of thunder.

Tianchan evil Zun turned into a huge thousand foot winged golden silkworm virtual shadow, rolled flexibly in the air, and killed the running crocodile like the ghost king with Wen Changyun. The crocodile looks like a ghost king. The momentum is obviously above many ghost kings. Once the two big friars move, they don't leave their hands at all.

On the other side, of course, Zhao's rolling fire cloud and Youyi water in Youyun ghost family were hanged together, one red and one black, like two raging seas. Hang each other.