Godly Dragon Guard

The bald old man was startled and immediately urged the ghost crutches in his hand.

The ghost head crutch was gleaming with gray light, and suddenly a hideous humanoid ghost emperor flew out, about seven or eight hundred meters high, wearing a blue-black armor, sulking into the sky, holding a giant mace.

The Ghost Head Walking Stick is called "Yin Ghost Stick", which is a magic weapon that seals a powerful ghost emperor of the middle Yuan Ying level.

The ghost rod is also one of the well-known magic weapons to the east of the mainland. Pushing this treasure during a battle is like having a cultivator teammate in the middle of the Nascent Soul stage out of thin air, naturally sharp.

However, the purity of this magic weapon to one's own spiritual power can only be activated by the monks in the middle and late Yuan Ying.

"Oh!"

The ghost emperor roared sharply, picked up his mace, and slashed towards the two bipolar demon puppets.

Although the mace was extremely huge, it swung fast, like lightning rushing through thunder.

The two bipolar demon puppets ignored the attack of the mace, waved scarlet bone claws violently, and the blood rose sharply, and slammed at the mace.

Beneath the huge mace, the two bipolar demon puppets are tiny like ants, and look like a man's arm as a cart to outsiders.

But the next moment, an incredible scene appeared.

I only heard a huge burst of "boom", and the **** scarlet bone claws of the bipolar demon directly smashed the mace wielded by the ghost emperor.

"Crack, click!"

The huge mace is cracked like a broken ice layer.

"hiss!"

The bald old man took a deep breath. How could these two puppets be so powerful? It broke the ghost emperor's natal weapon so easily!

The expressions of the monks in front of both sides changed suddenly, and no one could see the amazing abilities of the two puppets.

"Wow!"

The two bipolar demon puppets roared and pierced the mace directly, and madly grabbed the ghost emperor wearing the armor.

The attacks of the Bipolar Demon Lord have no rules, and they are a bit like monkey fights, but every blow carries amazing power.

I saw the overwhelming claw shadows attacking towards the ghost emperor, and the ghost emperor could not avoid it, and had to spit out demonic flames indiscriminately, trying to resist a large number of scarlet claw shadows.

However, the demon flame sprayed by the ghost emperor could not cause any harm to the bipolar demon king.

The bodies of the two puppets seemed to be made of a peculiar material and were extremely tough.

Not long after, the ghost emperor was torn into pieces by two bipolar demon kings, and died on the spot.

"My ghost emperor spirit!"

The bald old man's heart is bleeding, and the ghost wand is a magic weapon. Now that the spirit of the seal is killed, the ghost wand is also abolished!

Shen Lang, who was watching the battle in front of the Beilu formation, couldn't help but marvel. These two bipolar demon puppets are far more powerful than ordinary mid-primary cultivators.

After destroying the ghost emperor, the two bipolar demon kings came to a halt, and their upper and lower jaws closed together, yelling, some of them were out of control.

"Bipolar Demon Lord, kill him soon!"

The black chain in Gu Tianning's hand furiously beat the two puppets.

The two puppets shed a lot of magic energy from their bodies, and the scarlet flames suddenly brightened in the hollow eye sockets, as if they were hit by hormones, their mobility returned to normal, and they rushed towards the bald old man frantically!

The bipolar demon puppet is actually a consumable item. A large amount of soul power and a special kind of magic power are sealed in the puppet. Each time the two puppets are used, the soul power and magic power in the puppet will be consumed.

Due to the special refining techniques of the bipolar demon puppets, if the two puppets are exhausted in their magical power and soul power, there is no possibility of recovery.

These two puppets were left by the original palace owner of the Bipolar Palace. They are now countless years ago, and they can only be used when the Bipolar Palace is destroyed.

In order to win this battle, Gu Tianning did not hesitate to sacrifice the bipolar demon puppet this big killer, but also to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Seeing the two bipolar demon king puppets pounced, the bald old man was extremely horrified. He was already frightened by the terrifying strength of the two puppets.

There was no other way, the bald old man quickly offered a defensive weapon to resist the attack of the bipolar demon.

It is a pity that the war situation is completely one-sided.

Soon, under the fierce attack of the two bipolar demon puppets and Gu Tianning, the bald old man finally couldn't resist, and was accidentally approached by the bipolar demon, and his body was instantly torn to pieces!

Gu Tianning won the second game without giving his opponent too many opportunities to perform.

"Congratulations to Fellow Gu for the victory." Shen Lang clasped his fists and smiled.

"Friends of Taoism, Gu is lucky." Gu Tianning smiled politely.

After winning two games in a row, the Hokuriku monks cheered, the atmosphere is boiling, and the momentum is full!

In front of the army formation to the east, the Yuan Ying stage monks headed by Wang Wenshan gritted their teeth and looked ugly. Unexpectedly, after losing two games in a row, the first round had already been lost, and the morale of the eastbound army dropped to freezing point.

"Brother Wang, it's a bit bad to go on like this. We've already lost two games." The bald old man riding the Thunder and Wind Sculpture had a black face and sent a voice to Wang Wenshan.

"If you lose, you will lose. It's just the first battle. The next battle is the most important. As long as we can eliminate the Dao Tomb, tomorrow's match will basically be able to win the battle." Wang Wenshan's gloomy voice said. .

Zhang Daoling's strength is extremely terrifying, and the east cultivators are also very afraid of this person. They feel that as long as they can take the opportunity to kill Zhang Daoling, there is basically no suspense in this battle.

"Okay, then proceed according to the original plan." The bald old man showed a fierce look.

The match continues.

Zhang Daoling flew to the center of the battlefield, holding a whisk in his hand, and said calmly: "As the old man is the leader of Hokuriku, I should play this battle."

"The leader must win!"

"The leader must win!"

The army of Hokuriku monks waved their flags and shouted, wave after wave of roars like huge waves.

To everyone's surprise, the east side of the army did not send a great monk of the late Yuan Ying, but it was a young man with a dull look.

The young man only had the cultivation base of the middle Yuan Ying, and he flew directly from the front of the battlefield.

"Wow!"

Seeing that the opponent was only sending a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the cultivator army in Hokuriku was in an uproar. Could it be that the cultivator army on the east is planning to subdue it?

Moreover, the young man sent out, the Nascent Soul monk in Hokuriku had never seen him.

Shen Lang was also slightly surprised, that Wang Wenshan had clamored so badly before that he didn't actually play in person.

"My son, this person's aura is very unusual, he doesn't seem to be a normal person." Xiao Rou suddenly made a voice transmission.

"Not a normal person?" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, a little curious.

"Yes, it feels a bit like half human and half corpse!" Xiaorou frowned.

"What!" Shen Lang's expression changed.

It's no wonder that this eastern army sent a cultivator who has never seen a middle-aged cultivator of the Nascent Soul. Isn't he thinking of Zhang Daoling?