The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Hearing what Zong Hanshuang said, Nan Gu and Ancestor Nieshen settled down in their hearts, and became less concerned about the counter-ambush just now.

On the other side, Gu Changhuan stood up and straightened his sleeves.

"I'll leave this to you. I'll go meet the three Mahayana monks from the Bone Clan."

His tone was relaxed and indifferent, not at all nervous or worried about facing a powerful enemy.

Gu Changqing and others naturally nodded and said yes.

But Lan Ling on the side couldn't figure it out. The ancestor of the Bone Clan had never shown up. How could Emperor Gu be sure that the Mahayana monk of the Bone Clan was not alone?

Could it be that Emperor Gu has some special information channels?

This question flashed through his mind, and he soon turned his attention to the battle that was about to officially start.

He looked at Qingluan, who was still wearing a veil, and whispered:

"You must be careful when fighting. If you lose, call me quickly. I will definitely be not far from you."

Qingluan is a sound cultivator. She has strong combat power on the battlefield. It is not difficult for her to massacre an entire city by one person. However, before the song was completed, it was easy for others to take advantage of the loopholes and interrupt sneak attacks. In the previous battles, there were several high-level players in the Bone Clan. The monks seized on this fatal point of Yin Xiu and wanted to kill Qingluan with serious injuries before Qu was successful. Fortunately, Qingluan's defensive spirit treasures were strong and Lan Ling also arrived in time. Otherwise, he would not have been able to kill Qingluan. Those bone race monks succeeded.

As for the end, it was naturally Qingluan Qucheng who killed everyone.

Qingluan here listened to Lan Ling's words, and his red lips behind the veil couldn't help but smile.

“I know, I know.

If you keep nagging like this, you're going to turn into an old man.

Don't worry, with the Phoenix Dance Pipa you gave me, I won't be defeated so easily by those Bone Race monks. "

She is a music cultivator, and it is very important for a music cultivator to have a handy music attack spirit treasure. Among all musical instrument spirit treasures, Qingluan is best at pipa and harp.

After she advanced to merge, in order to celebrate, Lan Ling spent a lot of contribution points to redeem ferocious beast materials and asked Peng Liantian to refine a Pipa spirit treasure on her behalf. With good materials and a good refiner, the refined spirit treasure was The power cannot be underestimated.

Qingluan is even more powerful when using it.

When Lan Ling heard what Qing Luan said, he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his face.

He naturally knows what his face looks like. Although in the past when his cultivation was still low, he would occasionally not like his face that was too coquettish, but after so many years, he no longer cares about it. ; but even so, he still really couldn't imagine what his face would look like if he really aged like an ordinary person.

Maybe become a little more dignified?

Interludes always pass by in a flash. Now that the battle is about to begin, even if others hear the sweet words of Lan Ling and Qing Luan, they can only smile knowingly and focus more on the subsequent battle. superior.

No, those who are a little more impatient, such as Gu Wanhao, have already taken out their weapons, and are only waiting for a moment to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Bone Clan fused monks.

The restrictions on the Gu family's battleship had little effect on Gu Changhuan, a Mahayana monk. Gu Changhuan stood up and then disappeared in a blur. Everyone was already familiar with this.

Ever since Gu Changhuan advanced to Mahayana, he has liked to use teleportation to travel. The mysterious way of appearing and disappearing has scared many people present, so that now they are all used to it.

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Gu Xuan, who had already taken out his weapon, scanned the battleship with his divine sense of war. He couldn't help but frown secretly after finding no trace of Hua Wu and others.

Does Chang Huan want to deal with the three Mahayana monks of the Bone Clan alone?

As Gu Changhuan's great-grandfather, Gu Xuanzhan naturally believed in his strength, but for the sake of safety, it would be safer to fight more and less, right?

Or is it that Hua Wu and others are already waiting for an opportunity in secret, but their cultivation is too low to notice it?

Gu Xuanzhan thought so and couldn't help but look at Gu Wanhao.

Gu Wanhao didn't think too much here. He was still thinking about whether he could meet the Bone Race monk who fought him before on the battlefield!

That old boy is also very cunning. Although his attacks are not very strong, he is equipped with a defensive spirit treasure that is as good as a turtle shell. Even the secret skills he is good at are defensive. The defense transformed by the gray bone spurs always makes Gu Wanhao feel like he is taking advantage of it. The wonderful feeling of tapping the turtle shell with a hammer.

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It was probably because Gu Changhuan did not hide his aura. As soon as he appeared above the Bone Clan battleship group, Nan Gu and the other three noticed his presence.

I saw Gu Changhuan raise his hand, and a bolt of thunder instantly broke through the defense supported by many bone warships. The foam that had experienced many attacks but had a few more cracks shattered instantly under the thunder!

After the bubble burst, the little bits of spiritual light gradually dissipated, and Gu Changhuan's voice spread throughout the battlefield:

"How come after not seeing each other for a few days, fellow Taoist Nangu still falls in love with these sneaky things?

Such a sneak attack at night is not the behavior of a gentleman! "

Gu Changhuan's tone was contemptuous and a bit arrogant.

On the other side, Nie Shen and Zong Hanshuang looked at Ancestor Nangu at the same time, and Ancestor Nangu said in a deep voice:

"You two, please be patient and observe secretly first. If there is an opportunity, then take action. Try to kill with one strike!"

If the three Mahayana monks appeared together today, Gu Changhuan would probably run away after hearing the news, which would be troublesome.

Nie Shen and Zong Hanshuang naturally understood this truth, nodded, and then cast spells to ensure that Gu Changhuan could not detect their presence.

But the old ancestor Nan Gu snorted coldly, and he was seen circulating his true energy and replied:

"If this is not a gentleman's behavior, then is it fair and just for Gu Xiaoyou to send people to attack the border of our bone tribe?"

Gu Changhuan curled his lips and smiled,

"How can it not be fair and just to mobilize troops to attack in broad daylight?"

This matter of nitpicking and misinterpreting the meaning is not difficult for him at all, right?

Maybe he felt that he had a sure win, the old ancestor Nan Gu just sneered, and did not waste words with Gu Changhuan on this, but just said:

"It is useless for you and me to have these verbal disputes;

Everything will be determined on the battlefield.

I just don't know if Gu Xiaoyou's ability is as big as Gu Xiaoyou's tone."

As the old ancestor Nan Gu said, he suddenly teleported and appeared a thousand meters away from Gu Changhuan.

If it weren't for the fact that the cultivators have sharp ears and eyes, and their awareness range is wide, I'm afraid Gu Changhuan couldn't see him clearly.

Gu Changhuan's awareness swept across the whole scene, and the smile on his mouth became more obvious:

"Although my ability is not among the best in the human race, I still have no problem dealing with Fellow Daoist Nan Gu."