Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 5583 Immortal ghost king
"The great ancient race will not let you go, you tiny human being, you are doomed to die!"

The ghost king was still talking, and kept roaring.

"The ancient race? Sooner or later, I will even step on them!
But that scene, I'm afraid you can't see it.

With this little strength, you actually try to destroy a tribe in vain, you really think too highly of yourself.

The idiots of the ancient clan also underestimated the power of the demon oasis. "

Ling Xiao was talking, but the attack in his hand didn't mean to stop at all, like a pear blossom in a rainstorm, he attacked crazily.

"Imperial Demonic Dragon Art—Three Dragons!"

No matter what King Guisha said at this time, Ling Xiao was going to kill him.

Even if a strong man from the ancient clan came to rescue them at this time, they would still have to be destroyed.

If such an enemy is kept, it will become trouble.

Now that he has decided to be the enemy, he must be ruthless.

Three blood-colored dragons roared and hit the ghost king.

A terrifying roar sounded.

Horrific blood mist erupted from Ghost King's body.

There were screams one after another, and the speed of injury recovery could no longer keep up with the speed of injury.

"Great God, grant me greater power.

Can't lose to this humble human race! "

King Guisha didn't want to be suppressed and beaten all the time, he prayed to the heavens, hoping that the ancient clan could lower their strength.

However, although Ling Xiao withdrew Batian Wuhun, he never did.

And a large amount of bloodthirsty plague has invaded the whole body of the ghost king.

The power of the ancient clan that came down through the spirit barrier has been weakened a lot.

The power of the ancient clan that had entered the body of the ghost king was eroded by the bloodthirsty plague.

So much so that King Guisha didn't get much at all, but made Ling Xiao cheaper.

The power of the bloodthirsty plague was transferred to Ling Xiao's body.

Ling Xiao's attack became stronger.

At this time, the ghost king not only felt fear, but also despair.

Where did he expect that a young man would possess such terrifying fighting power.

Watching the ghost king being continuously attacked and suppressed in an all-round way.

The fighting spirit of the ghost army is getting worse and worse.

Just like animals in the animal kingdom, seeing their leader defeated by other animals, how can they not be afraid.

Some of them even contemplated running away.

But in the Wanlei Zhuxian Formation, it is not that simple to escape.

On the contrary, the Iron Mountain Tribe is getting stronger and stronger.

At a certain moment, one of the personal guards was beheaded by the Generalissimo.

A legion commander was also killed.

At this time, the seriously injured Iron Mountain King had recovered some combat strength.

He didn't wait, but immediately threw himself into the battle, joined hands with his wife, and killed the green ghost guards.

On the battlefield, the Iron Mountain tribe has completely gained a decisive advantage.

The fact that Ling Xiao crushed the ghost king is not just a low morale for ordinary ghosts.

The guards were as demoralized as the regimental commander.

"The ghost king is about to die! Don't let a ghost go!"

The Grand Marshal roared.

This roar made the ghost army even more flustered.

There were even collisions and trampling on each other during the battle.

"Imperial Demonic Dragon Art—Four Dragons!"

Even the three demon dragons couldn't kill the ghost king, which really surprised Ling Xiao.

However, he still has the strength to spare. The most important thing is that the power of the ancient clan borrowed by the other party has become his helper, making him fully capable of releasing stronger sword moves.

Four demon dragon sword qi, this is Ling Xiao's new height.

Although he feels that he can now display up to ten magic dragon sword qi.

But that was just an estimate, never tested in actual combat.

The four demonic dragon sword qi were truly displayed today.

The four dragons frantically bit the ghost king.

The ghost king was almost completely bruised and covered in blood.

The wyvern on the crotch was directly blasted to death by the magic dragon.

In the previous few attacks, the ghost king could also use his mount to jointly resist.

This time even the mount was killed, and he basically came to a dead end.

"Hahaha, you can't kill me, this should be your strongest attack, right?

I am an immortal being.

As long as I don't die, I must be the one who wins in the end. "

The ghost king laughed wildly, he felt that Ling Xiao had almost exhausted all the divine power in his body when he used the four dragon sword qi.

It is impossible to perform another attack at all.

He thought his chance had come.

"idiot!"

Yue Fanghua shook her head lightly.

People who don't know Ling Xiao must think that Ling Xiao has exhausted all the power of God, and he has no strength to continue attacking.

But those who are familiar with him will know.

He also has the potential to be ten times the power of God.

And these potentials can completely fill the vacancy of God's power immediately.

"Imperial Demonic Dragon Art—Five Dragons!"

Just as the ghost king was laughing wildly, Ling Xiao's attack struck again.

Five blood-colored dragons flew out of the Scarlet Blood Demon Sword.

He opened his bloody mouth wide, and rushed towards the ghost king.

At that moment, the ghost king was dumbfounded.

"How, how is it possible!"

He couldn't understand how a person who had exhausted his power could suddenly release stronger power, which was completely unreasonable.

"I've let you down, how can you, who is watching the sky from the bottom of a well, understand my strength!"

Ling Xiao smiled contemptuously: "Kill him!"

"Roar!"

The dragon roared, as if announcing the victory of the battle.

"No, I can't die! Bloodthirsty demon, block him for me!"

At the last moment, King Guisha realized that he would never be able to block this blow.

He will surely die.

Therefore, he summoned the spirit of the Bloodthirsty Demon Axe.

It was a bloody demon.

Roaring and blocking Ling Xiao's five dragons.

"The ghost king is mighty!"

The ghosts roared mechanically.

This bloody demon only appeared once.

But its power has already left a very deep impression in the hearts of the ghosts.

At this time, the bloodthirsty demon appeared, and the ghost king would not die.

They still have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

The sky is filled with blood.

The bloody demon and the bloody dragon confront each other in the void.

Fighting fiercely.

"It's such a tyrannical weapon, but it's a pity that it only has thirty dragon patterns after all.

How can I stop the attack of my five dragons! "

Ling Xiao looked at the battle situation contemptuously, while brewing a new move with his right hand.

The next moment, the blood-colored demon let out a shrill roar.

It was actually swallowed by five dragons.

The bloodthirsty magic ax also fell into Ling Xiao's hands.

However, these five dragons were also consumed a lot of energy by the bloodthirsty demon.

When the bombardment hit the ghost king, it did not cause a devastating blow.

However, Ling Xiao's attack struck again.

Five ferocious gluttons.

Five terrible mysteries.

The power is even more terrifying than the five dragons.

After all, the current grade of the Ni Shen Sword can be far higher than that of the Scarlet Blood Demon Sword.

The Scarlet Blood Demon Sword is just an imperial weapon with the dragon pattern of the Nine Dao Gods.

Under the increase of Lingbao Seal, it only reached fourteen dragon patterns.

The Reversible Excalibur itself has reached the terrifying fifteen dragon patterns.

With the increase of the Lingbao seal, it is an imperial weapon with twenty dragon patterns.

The power of the magic god's rebellion displayed with the Ni Shenjian is naturally greatly enhanced.

(End of this chapter)