Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Yang Qingxuan, let's cover you, go and kill the ghost king!"

Shi Yuyan's figures flickered, and they rushed in front of Yang Qingxuan to kill the wall of ghosts and generals.

These people were originally strong talents, but they suffered a lot of injuries. After a while, they all cheered up at this moment and took a hard hit.

The ghost generals piled into a wall of ghosts were immediately dispersed by a few people, fighting with those ghost generals.

Without saying anything, Yang Qingxuan shot out with a sword, splitting a ghost in front of him in half, and at the same time, the burst of red flames also shook the other ghosts apart.

Then the figure shook, and rushed towards Bai Wu.

The warriors who covered him were all surprised and happy, they all knew how strong this ghost would be, and they wanted to split with a sword, even if it was too strong, it would be difficult to reach the sky.

They immediately sensed that the flames under Yang Qingxuan's sword aura were extraordinary, and seemed to specifically restrain this evil spirit, and could punish the evil spirits. Even the King of Ghosts would not feel comfortable if they were cut by this flame.

While admiring Shi Yuyan's savage eyes, several people increased their hopes for Yang Qingxuan.

"Karma fire slashes sins, punish evil demons!"

As soon as Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed, he appeared in front of the huge white mist, golden light flashed in his eyes, the distance was close, and a shadow was vaguely visible in it.

The sword intent of Nanming Lihuo Sword instantly rose to the extreme, and the purple-red flames revolved around the sword, and the mere waves of flames shook the white mist away.

The ghost king in the mist also seemed to sense the danger, and a stern voice came out, like a baby crying.

All the ghost generals in the entire field seemed to have been greatly frightened, and they all stopped the attack in their hands. They also made screams of stern and despair. They all rushed towards the white fog area, regardless of attacking their opponents.

Yang Qingxuan was afraid that the night would have many dreams, so he hurriedly raised his sword intent and flame to the extreme, and cut off the figure in the fog!

"Boom!"

The white mist was split by a sword, and the purple fire and the red flame swept the sky, burning all the ghost energy.

At the same time, the sword intent is like a mountain, shattering the sky, and the stars retreat.

"what?!"

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and as the white mist dissipated, the "Ghost King" in front of him was actually a white and fat child, six or seven years old, with a red belly.

Even Shi Yuyan and others were dumbfounded.

It's just that the fat kid's body is engraved with patterns everywhere, and it doesn't look like a serious kid.

The two-color fire was blocked by the ghostly energy in front of the child, but the ghostly energy was consumed violently. The child's face was full of hideous colors, revealing two pointed tiger teeth, gleaming with cold light.

"Boom!"

The two-color fire was crushed to the extreme and burst open.

Yang Qingxuan only felt a tremor on the sword, but the kid was actually cheating and grabbing the sword.

And the child's fingers are like jasper, crystal clear, with dark lines inside, like blood vessels and bones.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, the Nanming Lihuo Sword was caught and shattered, turning into a little bit of fluorescence.

As soon as the child succeeded, he took advantage of the trend, and with a wave of the immature palm in the air, it printed on Yang Qingxuan's chest.

"Punch!" Yang Qingxuan's heart beat violently, as if being caught by his hand, and the blood in his body was condensed.

"Change!" In shock, he hurriedly pinched the formula with one hand and became the guardian of the sand.

"Boom!—"

The heart of the guardian of the sand burst suddenly, and a huge hole burst out of his chest.

Shock and anger shot out from those sunken eyes, hands lifted from both sides and joined together in front of him, and the six suns suddenly rose up, turning into a huge palm of light, and pressed it over.

The palm print is composed of three colors of brilliance, inside is a dazzling flame, transformed by the power of the ancient Yao, in the middle is the red flame, and the outermost layer is the purple flame, layered together, there is no slightest violation.

This is Yang Qingxuan's furious, desperate palm, not only the fire of anger, but also striving to protect himself.

He has a feeling that if he can't leave this child quickly, he is afraid that he will die if he becomes the guardian of the sand!

"Six suns open the sky!"

"Boom!"

The child's face was shocked, and he seemed to be very afraid of the flame. He couldn't help but back up half a step, his immature little hand clenched into a fist, and he struck him directly!

"Boom!"

In the middle of the six sun palms condensed by the three flames, a big hole was actually broken by ghost energy, and the entire giant palm burst into pieces like the sun burst, and the entire space illuminated by it was dazzling.

A large number of ghosts screamed and fled one after another, afraid to come closer.

This was the first time Yang Qingxuan encountered this situation of being torn the palm of the six suns by the opponent. He was bled from the shock on the spot, and his breath dropped sharply.

He took advantage of the moment when the palm of the six suns exploded, his figure flashed, and he escaped.

Shi Yuyan and others also reacted, one by one in a hurry.

Failed to kill the ghost king, once again fell into a situation of no solution, and these ghost generals were unable to cope with it, now there is another ghost king.

Although people rushed in from outside from time to time, it was only a drop in the bucket, which relieved the pressure of everyone and could not solve the fundamental problem.

Yanxue couldn't help but sneered: "I knew it wouldn't work. Isn't it fun? It's the ghost king, who will deal with this situation now? These ghosts are all rioting."

The child stood in the sky with a low voice constantly in his mouth. The ghosts would recover from the panic and follow the voice's command and begin to attack everyone.

A warrior couldn't help saying: "Even if you don't attack the Ghost King, the Ghost King will still be there. Sooner or later, he will take action. At least the enemy will be revealed now."

Yanxue was furious, staring at the martial artist, and said coldly: "What are you, you are qualified to **** me?"

The warrior's face turned white, thinking of the identity of the other party, although he couldn't say anything, he bowed his head and fought with the ghost general, and stopped talking.

Kuiying said, "Miss Yuyan, use the water flag to open the barrier again, and give everyone a buffer time. Let's plan for a long time."

Shi Yu's face was awkward.

Aunt Huang said angrily: "The young lady's water flag is a life-for-all. It was not a short time to sacrifice it just now, and it has consumed most of the young lady's true essence. Women shelter!"

Kuiying's stunned face was blue and white, and she said in a dark tone: "Miss Yuyan, can there be a way to contact Senior Shiyan? If there is no such a powerful rescue as senior, I am afraid that everyone will not be able to pass this level! "

Shi Yuyan shook her head and said: "I can't get in touch. These six barriers are too complicated. Everyone is randomly transmitted." She looked around and said loudly, "Everyone, come here, I will block the water flag for a while. Everyone buys some time. But it may not be able to support it for too long. It is better for everyone to come up with a solution quickly."

As he said, the water element flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and a small blue flag fell in his hand, constantly zooming in.

There were waves rippling on the flag, and it quickly turned into a vast ocean around it.