Chapter 38

According to the information provided by Heihu, Qianchao Mountain is a place where Zuoxian Wang Xiuzhe should not set foot.

Even if he is prepared, the risk still exists.

But Xiu Zhe finally came.

Chen Luoyang didn't know whether to evaluate the other party's self-confidence, or to feel that the two were true love.

In short, the other side gave him a chance.

Now it's up to him to catch it.

Under the Six Dragon Emperor's chariot, on Qianchao Mountain, "Golden Eagle" Murong Xing rescued the falling Helian Zhe.

But Dubao, the Protector of the Demon Cult, immediately entangled him.

Lao Wang felt ashamed and acted courageously, worried about being punished by the leader, now he changed his previous slick and steady style, recruiting strong attacks and desperately, not giving Murong Xing a chance to use his body speed to throw him off.

Although Wang Dubao was still a little weak physically and mentally due to the previous Blood Soul Secret Curse.

But at this moment, his sluggish state was swept away, and he was majestic.

With one person alone, it was difficult for Murong Xing to resist Wang Dubao's fierce attack.

However, he looked completely unfazed.

Just as Wang Dubao was aggressively attacking, a sword light suddenly lit up on the mountain.

The sword light is bright and dazzling.

But there is no upright and bright appearance.

Instead, the wind was gusty and ghostly.

In the dazzling brilliance, numerous ghost figures emerged, making continuous screaming sounds.

In Wang Dubao's mind, there seemed to be thousands of ghosts crying, and it was so frightening that God took it away.

King Zuo Xian ranked second among the top ten horses, second only to the master of "Magic Wolf" Bakun.

"Ghost Sword" Guo Ninglong.

Wang Dubao is no stranger to this person, and even dealt with him personally back then.

Guo Ninglong is not a foreigner, but a strong swordsman who was active in the middle of China in the past.

Because he had made too many enemies, he was outraged by the public and was unable to gain a foothold in the middle land. In the end, he fled to the north and defected to a foreign race, and became one of the ten horses under Zuo Xianwang Xiuzhe.

He made a move at this moment, and his sword intent turned into Senluo Ghost Prison.

Countless fierce ghosts in purgatory, each holding a sword, attack the world against the world.

But Wang Dubao seemed to turn a blind eye, and continued to rush towards Murong Xing and He Lianzhe.

And those fierce ghosts holding swords suddenly became unstable, their sword lights deflected, and they cut through the air one after another, making it difficult to threaten Wang Dubao again.

Shangguan Song with complex eyes fell from the sky.

Under the order of the leader, he could not stay out of it.

Now that he had already started, Shangguansong no longer struggled, and his expression returned to tranquility.

He didn't intend to fight Guo Ninglong to the end, but with his magic skills, the other party couldn't get past him to threaten Wang Dubao.

Lao Wang is fully confident that other masters in the sect will help deal with "ghost sword" Guo Ninglong.

So he focused on attacking the "Golden Eagle" Murong Xing.

Murong Xing was extremely helpless.

But if Wang Dubao hesitated a little bit because of Guo Ninglong just now, Murong Xing could hope to throw off his opponent by using his body speed advantage.

But now, Wang Dubao is pressing harder and harder, leaving Murong Xing helpless.

In the end, he could only throw aside He Lianzhe, who was immobilized by the Demon Cult, and deal with Wang Dubao's offensive seriously.

At the same time, Xiao Yuntian and "Demon Wolf" Bakun in midair also fell down together.

On one side was a swift tornado.

On one side is the violent desert wind and sand.

The true meaning of the two martial arts manifested together, making the top of Qianchao Mountain almost shrouded in a storm.

Guo Ninglong and Shangguansong, Murong Xing and Wang Dubao also fought in the dark.

In the thick black mist beside the black-haired giant wolf, three figures appeared, all of them frowning looking at the battle situation among the distant mountains.

One of them spread out his palm, the palm was small and white, like a little mouse made of jade, it squeaked twice.

Then I saw countless giant rats screaming in unison surrounding Qianchao Mountain, and then charged towards Qianchao Mountain.

On the six dragon emperor's chariot, King Kong looked at Zhang Tianheng: "It's the 'Rat King' Duobujie again, let your mother-in-law do it."

"The black-scaled giant snake she had domesticated before was lost in the dead sea black tide. Temporarily summoning wild animals may not be able to fight these specially domesticated mice for many years." Zhang Tianheng whistled: "But I There are other ways."

Following his whistle, General Ant, one of the eight incense masters at the helm of Dianzhou, stood up.

General Ant began to beat a big drum in front of him.

Then, on the hillside of Qianchao Mountain, a large group of people suddenly appeared.

This group of people looked lifeless, but in the face of countless ferocious giant rats, they showed no fear, and their emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Following the order passed by the drumbeat, this large group of people formed formation automatically, flexible and tacit understanding, and strict discipline.

All of them are superbly cultivated, full of energy, and confront the giant rats head-on!

When the running giant rat ran into this group of people, it was like a sea tide hitting a rock. The tide dissipated, and the rock remained stable!

I saw the brigade of ant soldiers sticking to their positions, and at the same time counterattacking and killing the giant rats.

"This is the ant soldier trained by General Ant? It's a well-deserved name." King Kong was amazed.

At this time, beside the giant wolf in the distance, another person floated forward, approaching the area where the rats and the ant soldiers were fighting.

Instead of joining the battle group, he sat cross-legged, took out a matouqin and played it.

The sound of the piano is melodious and pleasant.

But it made people's blood thicken, and their heartbeat gradually slowed down or even stopped, as if frozen.

"Song of the Fortress" Babor, ranked tenth among the ten steeds under the alien Zuoxian King's tent, is good at killing by sound. opportunity.

Zhang Tianheng smiled.

Then, behind the ant soldiers camp, there were bursts of howling sounds, like the singing of a phoenix.

Where the whistling sound passed, people's hearts involuntarily tightened, and the blood floated, as if it was about to boil.

The invisible scorching air neutralized the piano sound of "Song on the Plug" Babor on the opposite side.

It was Yu Fairy, one of the Eight Great Incense Masters of "Birds Singing and Flowers Fragrance, Snakes, Insects, Rats and Ants", who spoke.

One of the thirty-six secret stories of the Devil's Cult, the Six Sounds of Burning Sea.

The art of killing with sound, the art of killing with sound.

Next to the black-haired giant wolf, the last old man of the foreign race looked dignified.

He is the only master on their side.

Among the ten horses, the seventh-ranked "Mobei Medical King" Zale.

He is good at alchemy and medicine, and he is also a master of poison.

But in the demon camp on the opposite side, there may also be such a strong person.

However, in the previous assassination, they lost the fourth "Black Owl" Ehanke of the Ten Horses.

The third-ranked "heart ghost" Kluntu is also unable to play again because of the curse of the blood soul curse that was shattered by the leader of the demon cult.

He Lianzhe, who was ranked ninth, was captured alive, and the person who ranked eighth was not present.

At this moment, Zale can only do his best.

He raised his hand, and an invisible light flashed in mid-air.

But not long after he made the move, there was a Zong Daoist's eyes flickering on the side of the Devil's Cult.

Mrs. Xiang glanced at Taoist Chong: "Using poison on the other side?"

Zong Daoist nodded: "He is a master."

"Grandma Hua is not here, so I can only trouble you, Taoist priest." Mrs. Xiang smiled coquettishly.

Daoist Chong also smiled, and then lightly clapped hands.

Suddenly, countless colorful moths flew all over the mountains and plains.

Between the wings of the colorful moth, there are a large amount of phosphorous powder looming among the peaks of Qianchao Mountain.

Seeing this, Zale on the opposite side immediately sighed, knowing that his methods would not work.

Without Babor's piano sound and his help, the rat swarm could not break through the steel camp of the demon ant soldiers, and could not support Bakun, Guo Ninglong, and Murongxing on the mountain.

He Lianzhe couldn't be saved either.

At this time, a voice came from behind and above.

"Okay, that's fine."

Zale and Duobujie bowed their heads in shame: "Your Majesty."

Above the giant wolf's head, Zuo Xian Wang Xiuzhe put a pure black cloak on his body.

Amidst the coughing sound, he stood up slowly.