Maoshan Ghost King

At this moment, the masters of Wanluozong kept pouring in, and the people from Heishui Shengling kept coming towards the place where Wulong was practicing, and this place was suddenly messed up.

As soon as they came up, those purple-robed descending head masters locked onto Broadsword Wang Aotian and Xiaodao Zhao Yangui, and saw that they were the two most powerful of these enemies.

However, Zhao Yangui is not the only two of them on their side. By the way, there are also masters hired by Luo Zong for a large price, and the scene can be controlled for a while.

Especially the great sword king Aotian, who is extremely fierce, anyone who collides with the great sword in his hand will be blown out almost immediately.

What he practiced was the Overlord Sword's method, which was extremely fierce and extremely violent. It had always been open and close, and it had a meaning of invincibility.

This is so, there are more and more people in this Black Water Saint Ling, and there is still a little outnumbered here, and there is a sense of distress that is under a heavy siege.

Under the guardianship of the two clones, Ge Yu had only one purpose in his heart, which was to rescue all the brothers in the blood pool.

After pulling the lift up from the blood pool, Ge Yu repeated his old tricks, and then the magic energy spread out from his hands, and successively pulled out Li Zejian and Zhong Jinliang in the blood pool.

Just as Ge Yu was about to come up with the black little color, suddenly there was a roar from the top of his head, and the huge lid on the three-legged cauldron made a roar, smashing it straight towards Ge Yu. come.

Ge Yu hurriedly let go and looked up, but saw that the huge tripod cover slammed straight towards the blood pond.

If the tripod cover is not transferred to another direction, Pengmu, Zhang Yihan and others in the blood pool will be crushed to death by the tripod cover.

In a hurry, Ge Yu suddenly got up, spurred his magic power, waved his palms, and patted the huge tripod cover that was flying down.

With a loud bang, the huge tripod cover hit Ge Yu's hands, Ge Yu's figure shook, and it took four or five steps backwards to stabilize her figure, and the huge tripod cover was in Ge Yu softly Under the power of the palm, he immediately shifted his direction, smashed down toward the side of the blood pool, and made a huge roar.

After all, he didn't let Na Ding Gai hit the blood pool.

But as the tripod cover fell, a burly figure jumped down, holding a spear in his hand, it was Wu Long who was planning to retreat.

This buddy was too sad. The first retreat was interrupted by Ge Yu at the most critical moment. After a few hours of retreat this time, he was obstructed by Zhao Yangui and others. He saw the people in the blood pool below being pulled one by one. When he came out, Wu Long suddenly felt that there was no need to retreat, and his heart was very angry, and he didn't know where a group of people came from and ran to his lair.

This Heishui Shengling’s old nest has become their back garden. Come and leave as you want. No one can bear this.

As soon as Ge Yu stood firm there, Wu Long jumped down from the huge cauldron. The spear in his hand shook, and he thrust down towards Ge Yu's heart, and the spear shot out in the air. There was an explosion, with incomparable anger.

Ge Yu felt the huge crisis, where he dared to pick up Wu Long's spear, he immediately dangled to the side, avoiding the fatal blow dangerously.

Wu Long didn't succeed in one move, and then he drew back again, and the spear continued to sweep towards Ge Yu.

At this moment, a sharp knife suddenly slashed from one side, and immediately intercepted Wu Long's spear.

There was a roar from the spear to the sword, and the wind on the ground was everywhere, and the ground under the feet suddenly shattered, and there was a spider-web-like crack.

It was the Great Sword King Aotian who blocked Wu Long's spear.

The two of them fought each other abruptly, and each stepped back a few steps, and their faces changed greatly.

Master, the two are really close rivals, their expressions suddenly changed incomparably.

"Xiaoyu, hurry up and save people. We are running out of time. If we delay for a while, none of us can live without this." Dadao Wang Aotian said in a deep voice while looking at Wu Long.

Ge Yu naturally did not dare to delay. He returned to the side of the blood pond and stretched out his hand towards Zhang Yihan. At the same time, he turned his head back to Li Zejian and Zhong Jinliang who had already pulled the blood pond and said: "Brother Li, you hurry up and get our magic weapon back. Right in the torture room before us."

The two of them responded, picked up two magic weapons from the ground, smashed all the way through the crowd, and rushed towards the outside.

There is no magic weapon to take advantage of, and it always feels awkward to fight the opponent desperately.

At this moment, the two of them had just been rescued from the blood pool, and their steps were a little vain.

Although staying in the blood pool was not long, the monsters in that blood pool had also swallowed part of the cultivation base. The wound had been healed by the magic energy on Ge Yu's body, but it would take some time to recover.

The two stumbling all the way, without fighting with others on the road, went straight to the torture room.

Taking advantage of this moment of effort, Ge Yu had already pulled out several people in the blood pool.

Wu Long confronted Wang Aotian for a moment, then Wu Long suddenly asked gloomily, "Who are you guys, do you know where this is?"

"Hehe, you don't need to know who Lao Tzu is. After being chopped off by Lao Tzu, ask the Hell King Lao Tzu. Isn't this the Hei Shui Sheng Ling? Don't pretend to be in front of Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu picked you Hei Shui Sheng Ling. "Wang Aotian said rudely.

"Looking for death!" Wu Long was furious, and the spear in his hand shook, shook out a cloud of qi, and struck Wang Aotian again.

Wang Aotian greeted him directly, and the violent broadsword collided with the spear, sparks splattered everywhere, and the ground under the feet of the two made a cracking sound.

Pulling all of them out of the blood pond, Zhao Yangui looked towards Ge Yu and said in a deep voice, "Xiaoyu, you take them first, and we will follow."

Ge Yu glanced at Zhao Yangui deeply, without saying a word, greeted a few people who had just crawled out of the blood pool and rushed out.

Now Zhang Yihan and the others have been tossed in the blood pool. There is still a process to recover their spiritual power. It is not suitable for fighting at this time. Ge Yu can only take them out first for the time being, waiting for Li Zejian and Zhong Jinliang. Let's talk about it after taking the artifact back.

Under the cover of the two clones, Ge Yu picked up a scimitar from the ground and rushed towards the door.

That only knew that the **** had just killed a few people to the door. Suddenly, two people suddenly rushed towards this side, it was Mudahan and his daughter.