While they were killing those white bones, Luo Qingtong and ye Qianming on the other side had also begun to attack.
"Boom!"
The attack of Luo Qingtong and ye Qianming directly smashed the dead warriors transformed by white bones.
Countless monsters, demons, plants and human warriors were all smashed under their attack.
These human warriors transformed by white bones are basically the people who entered the Feixian gate in this area before,
Their strength is not strong, but they still die here.
At this meeting, their white bones and dead warriors were not much weaker than before, and even stronger, but they still died in the hands of Luo Qingtong and ye Qianming.
The Liangyi sword of life and death in Luo Qingtong's hand was very fierce.
No one knows that Luo Qingtong can deal with these dead warriors without using the power of vitality in his body.
Not only that, after the death of these dead warriors transformed by white bones, they will turn into pure and incomparable power of death and disappear into the Liangyi sword of life and death in Luo Qingtong's hand!
As before in the peach blossom forest,
The sword of life and death in Luo Qingtong's hand glowed faintly.
Among them, the sound of vibration and dragon singing became louder and louder, ringing through Luo Qingtong's mind.
The Liangyi sword of life and death in Luo Qingtong's hand constantly absorbed the power of death. After the breath and light became more and more bright and powerful, night Qianming on the other side also killed the dead warriors transformed by white bones.
Like Luo Qingtong, he doesn't need to use the power of vitality to kill these dead warriors.
Because his strength and physique are the most powerful breath and strength in the world. He can easily break these dead warriors transformed by white bones.
Where they passed, rows of magic source stones and life spirit stones appeared one after another, just like throwing money all over the sky.
Seeing this scene, the leader of Feixian sect was very satisfied.
At last, they didn't lose their game.
When Luo Qingtong and ye Qianming killed these dead warriors, Huang Fuhai on the other side was like a fish in water. He was completely handy in this dead space, and there was no crisis or threat at all.
Because in his small pot, I don't know how much vitality he swallowed.
As long as those dead warriors bombard, immediately, those forces will fiercely bombard these dead warriors and blow them to death.
The speed and toughness of dealing with these dead warriors are not lower than Luo Qingtong and ye Qianming.
Seeing this scene, an elder beside the master of Feixian gate immediately said to him, "the master is wise."
"The Ming seven and the Ming nine, as well as the Huang Fuhai, are indeed the best candidates to deal with this dead spirit level."
"Every time we are in this dead spirit level, we don't know how many people will die."
"We can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
When his words came out, the leader of Feixian sect immediately said with a smile: "yes, the three of them are really very powerful."
"Wait until it's over, and if they're alive, I don't mind absorbing them under my command."
In the words of the leader of Feixian sect, there is a sense of condescending. He thinks how grateful it is for Luo Qingtong and ye Qianming to enter his command.
When his words sounded, the face of Yu Xinlan next to him was slightly heavy.