Chapter 972

Blue Dongchen's eyes sparkled.

This ghost white bone flag is indeed a sharp weapon for defense.

Try another function!

Blue winter's dark eyes flash in the morning, Carla!

A dry thunder hit the ghost white bone flag.

For a moment.

The runes formed by white bones branded on the flag immediately twisted and turned.

Clusters of Black Ghost force and green resentment gathered into fierce ghosts and ghosts, and went to Yangxu to kill them.

Yangxu felt that his spirit was unstable:

"This thing can affect my mental power."

Yangxu's face changed.

LAN Dongchen couldn't help laughing.

He simply put away the nine green bamboo sticks and grabbed them behind his back with his big hand:

Kaka.

He grabbed the huge ghost white bone flag in his hand.

Then wave hard:

Hula, hula, Hula!

The flag surface shook violently and trembled.

More and more ghost force grievances condensed into evil spirits and killed them in Yangxu.

There was a trace of impatience on Yangxu's face:

"This stupid thing is not over yet, is it?"

"Do you really think I have nothing to do with your ghost white bone flag?"

Qibaomiao tree!

Yangxu threw the seven treasures into the void:

WOW!

The qibaomiao tree quickly turns into a treasure that blocks out the sky and the sun with the speed visible to the naked eye.

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are intertwined, and the four elephant rings of earth, water, fire and wind tremble.

The seven treasures wonderful tree, behind the rising sun, releases endless treasure light and envelops the rising sun.

Dayton time.

All fierce ghosts and wronged souls are difficult to get close to Yangxu.

LAN Dongchen's face was stiff:

"Damn! Come again!"

He paid a huge price for this demon treasure, but it's not that simple.

Waving the Youming white bone flag, LAN Dongchen forced out a mouthful of bright red blood essence:

Poof!

Spray it on the black flag.

Brush and pull.

As soon as the bright red blood essence touched the flag face, it was immediately absorbed.

Then he saw a spiral door between time and space on the dark flag.

A bleak and strange voice sounded like thousands of innocent souls shouting at the same time:

"Who called me the ghost emperor?"

A huge green eye looked out from the spiral door of time and space.

A breath of terror suddenly came to the world.

All practitioners felt a tremor and fear from the depths of their souls.

LAN Dongchen was overjoyed:

"It's me, the ghost emperor, I summoned you! Now I'm the master of the ghost white bone flag. I'm willing to sacrifice 3000 souls in exchange for your strong blow and help me kill the boy in front of me!"

"Huh?"

The ghost Emperor gave a cold hum.

Brush.

Yangxu suddenly felt that a cold force suddenly came to him.

If he had not fused the fruits of the sun.

He even practiced the ten Yang divine skill.

The power of the nether world alone is enough to seriously hurt yourself.

"Give me three thousand souls. I can help you kill this son!"

The voice of the ghost emperor came.

A strange green light flashed in the huge green eyes.

Brush, brush, brush!

When LAN Dongchen finished printing with his hands, he saw a dark strange space bag, and the mouth of the bag was open.

There were human souls inside, and they cursed LAN Dongchen loudly.

Then they are absorbed into the door of time and space.

Become the best of the so-called ghost emperor.

"Hahaha, the master summoned the ghost emperor! We're going to win!"

"Now I see how you can resist Yangxu!"

"As long as we kill Yang Xu, we can grab the Taixu Sutra. The master will become the elite of the younger generation of the blue family, and may even surpass LAN jiuzhong and become a participant in the hidden dragon battle list competition..."

This moment.

LAN Dongchen's men who were almost on the verge of despair and retreated day by day all had hope.

Even in the battle, he temporarily gained the upper hand.

"How many people did this guy kill and make sacrifices to human souls!"

The rising sun stared at his face, showing a strange and distorted blue winter morning.

Anger arose for the first time:

"This beast, for his own sake, doesn't know how many innocent humans he killed!"

instant.

Yangxu was determined to kill the son.

And now.

After the ghost emperor was sacrificed.

Show a satisfied groan:

"The spirit of the Terran, the spirit of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and moon, is indeed the most delicious delicious wow."

"Master ghost emperor, please kill this son for me!"

LAN Dongchen stared at Yangxu with a sneer.

On the twisted face, there is a complacency and madness about to win.

Brush!

The cold green eyes of the ghost emperor locked the sun.

Yang Xu snorted coldly:

"Jiuyou Thunder Dragon King, don't fucking sleep, get out and work for me!"

Boom!

There was a purple thunder across the sky.

Then he saw the huge Jiuyou Thunder Dragon King, wrapped with purple thunder.

The moment he appeared, the longan lit up:

"Well, what a powerful ghost spirit! Which guy from the nether world broke into the world?"

Before he finished, he suddenly saw the green eyes hiding behind the door of time and space on the ghost white bone flag in the blue winter morning.

"Wow, good thing!"

The Dragon King of Jiuyou thunder suddenly shouted excitedly:

Boom!

He shook himself into a purple thunder.

The lightning flashed directly into the door of time and space.

Dayton time.

The strange ghost emperor uttered a terrible roar:

"Oh, no ~ what are you? Why do you have the smell of the nine nether Dragon King!"

"No... that's my energy... Give it back to me!"

Clara!

The flag face of the nether white bone flag rumbled and vibrated.

The above weird runes are crazy, twisted and trembling, and the gate between time and space also presents an unstable state.

It seems to explode at any time.

"Ghost emperor of the nether world, help me kill Yang Xu! Come and help me!"

LAN Dongchen called the ghost emperor loudly.

However.

To his despair.

The Youming ghost emperor and the Jiuyou Thunder Dragon King fell into silence.

What makes LAN Dongchen's heart sink is:

Brush!

On the netherworld white bone flag, the door of space at that time, the black awn flashed and disappeared!

The door to communicate with the ghost emperor is closed!

LAN Dongchen is confused!

Those of his high spirited men around him were also stunned.

"I'll kill you while you're sick! Kill all these evil and heretical people who harm people!"

The Lord of the moon burial palace has also been the Lord of the palace. At this time, he shook his arms and shouted.

Roar!

All the people started to kill and fight with all their strength.

Just a moment.

LAN Dongchen's men with low morale were killed.

There are only three or two left, still struggling to support.

Just then.

Yang Xu snorted coldly, and the qibaomiao tree brushed out:

The nine color divine light flashes, the four elephant treasure rings hum, and the five element divine chain vibrates:

Bang Dong!

The ghost white bone flag was directly blown out.

On LAN Dongchen's twisted face, there was a panic.

He hurriedly took out nine green bamboo sticks and couldn't help saying:

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to be your puppet!"

"Be my puppet? You're not qualified!"

If you don't kill LAN Dongchen, it's hard for the five thousand souls to get peace.

Brush!

Thousands of star sky divine feather swords are closely condensed and occupy most of the sky.

"Eighteen thousand killing swords, send you on the road!"