Chapter 683

The body of qianwushen is three feet high, standing in the void. The seven or eight meter long gold stick in qianwushen's hands is like a toy for children. Even the solid earth seemed to be unable to bear the weight of qianwushen. Qianwushen fell on the ground and suddenly made a roaring sound. The tracks of the EMU were trampled in two by qianwushen.

At this time, standing on the ground, the height of the motor car was only to the thigh of qianwushen. Ye Xuan, qingluan and others are just like ants climbing on the ground in front of Qianwu God, and they can only look up to Qianwu God. And the gold trace created by Ye Xuan, with the body of Qianwu God soaring, suddenly seemed a little unimportant, just left a golden scar on Qianwu God's chest.

"It's like a thousand things are going to die."

As soon as the red light in the eyes of the brown eye God shrank, he bowed his head and cried to the crowd.

The bodies of ghosts and gods have been meticulously built with the power of pure belief for hundreds of years. They have made almost perfect bodies and can exist in the vast world with their own immortal spirits. Like Qianwu God, he devours Yin Qi and evil spirit, and expands his body rapidly. It's like a man who eats desperately and finally makes his stomach swell. Qianwu God is the same. If he is not careful, the Yin Qi in Qianwu God's body may blow up his body completely.

Even if the body of Qianwu God doesn't explode, the body of Qianwu God will surely be discarded after this war. Qianwu God must practice hard for decades to gather a new body for himself. Before that, Qianwu God could only stay in his own temple and could not go anywhere else.

This is the last card of the ghosts and gods of canggeng state.

"Even a thousand things are desperate, what are we still afraid of? Don't fight against ye mietian any more, ready to be killed by Ye mietian one by one? " Mo Shushen Yin measurement of smile, Mo Shushen also opened his mouth, crazy devour the Yin Qi around him.

Different from a thousand things, the immortal appearance of Mo Shu God is more peculiar.

The feet of Moshus turned into two huge towering trees and poured into the ground. Countless tentacles, like tree roots, grasped the ground. The whole body of Moshus turned into a towering tree more than ten meters high, but the towering tree had a nose, eyes, hands and legs, more like a tree man described in mythology.

"It's said that the God of Mo Shu is a tree that becomes the essence. At last, he abandons his original body and enters the Mo Shu temple to become the ghost of Mo Shu. That's why it's called Mo Shu Shen. " Qingluan is on one side, explaining to Ye Xuan in a low voice.

"Just a tree, how dare you call yourself the supreme god today?" The leaf Xuan disdains a smile.

At this time, the God of brown eyes and the spirit burning ghosts and gods also showed their immortal appearance one after another.

The immortal appearance of the brown eye God is like a demon from hell. He is surrounded by blazing flames. He wears the ancient armor of canggeng state, just like the general of canggeng state. The eyes of the God of brown eyes are as big as lanterns, shining with a very evil red light.

And the immortal appearance of the burning spirits is the most peculiar, with four heads and eight arms. Each of the four heads looked in four different directions. The face and expression of each face were different, with joy, anger, sadness and joy. According to qingluan, the spirit burning ghosts came from the ancient sect of canggeng state.

The four immortals of canggeng appeared at the same time, just like four strong giants standing on the ground. His feet even made two holes in the EMU. The roof of the EMU could only reach his thighs. Brown eye God simply picked up a motor car and held it in his hand, just like holding a long box. And Qianwu God also gave up his gold stick and directly uprooted the trees more than ten meters beside him.

Compared with these giants who can easily pull up trees and hold cars, ye Xuan and qingluan are like two toys.

In particular, that all the time in the distribution of the powerful momentum of the sky, more than several times stronger than before the idea. Even the real fairyland cultivators are just the four ghosts.

"Ye mietian, in order to kill you this time, let the four noble spirits of canggeng state show their immortal appearance and abandon their original body, you should feel the supreme honor." The God of brown eyes hummed, his mouth opened, and every word he uttered seemed to come from thunder and lightning between heaven and earth.

Ling Xiang's face couldn't help but smile.

Ling Xiang's beautiful eyes look at Ye Xuan, and the four ghosts and gods of canggeng state have shown that they are ready to fight with Ye Xuan. At this time, the strength of every ghost in canggeng kingdom is probably enough to rival the real fairyland in a short time. No matter how strong ye mietian is, can you fight against the four fairyland spirits of canggeng Kingdom at the same time?

On the contrary, qingluan's face began to look ugly.

The four ghosts and gods of canggeng kingdom are just like four giant pillars standing there. Ye Xuan's idea sword is only three meters long, and it will leave a dispensable trace on them at most. It's too difficult to kill them.

At this time, qingluan's heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of retreat. Prepare to ask Ye Xuan to retreat from here together.

In fact, ye Xuan didn't have to fight with the ghosts and gods of canggeng state. As soon as the four ghosts and gods finished their immortals, they were left with empty spirits and could only flee back to their respective shrines like a lost dog. When the time comes, ye Xuan will come to the door one by one to clean up. Isn't it more cost-effective than now to fight with these ghosts and gods?

Qingluan turns her head and just wants to open her mouth to Ye Xuan. She sees that ye Xuan takes out a bone flute as white as jade from a small gourd in her arms. This bone flute looks very old, with a vast ancient flavor, as if it came from a very remote era. It was the time when the ancestors ran on the earth barefoot, in rags and blood.

As soon as the ancient bone flute came out, Ling Xiang's smile suddenly froze on her face, as if she saw something that made her most afraid.

"Do you think you are the only ghosts who have the cards?" Ye Xuan said faintly and looked at Ling Xiang with ridicule: "it seems that you forgot to tell them before that, I have the existence of the goblet flute."

With that, ye Xuan held the flute in his hand and put it on his mouth to gently blow the bone flute.