Chapter 451: Magic Haizhu

At this time, within the black fog formation method near the ancient tomb, the people of the Phantom Haizong and the Cangwu faction were like bamboos, all the way forward, and the ghosts that were blocked in front of them were cracked like local chickens and dogs, Lu Chengan and Qin. The Xiu and the two factions moved side by side, and they could feel that the further forward, the heavier the pressure in the dark mist, the ghosts blocked around became more and more crazy, and the formation was fickle, trying to block hundreds of people. Footsteps!
Everyone knows that they are constantly approaching the entrance of the tomb, and maybe go a few miles further to find the gate of the tomb!
boom!
Just as they hurried on their way, a thick smell came suddenly, the gusty wind, the ghosts mourned, and in a short time, the black mist was constantly boiling like the boiling hot water, and the dazzling blood red light spread out from the front of the eyes, completely Blocking the pace of the crowd, the roar of fighting in the battlefield resounded all over the world!
A pair of lantern-like blood-red eyes opened from the top of the head, and the violent breath filled all directions. The pressure of the demon king's peak realm fell, and many disciples looked pale and spit blood!
"It's a violent soul!" Huo Zheng, the head of the Magical Sea Sect, sank his face. He stepped forward and stared at the thick fog of the sea of ​​blood.
The Cangwu faction taught Guo Zichang to stand side by side with him. His robe was hunted by the strong wind, and he said, "Kill!"
"I waited for the ants to dare to disturb my king's dream, it."
A low, dull, sound like gravel floated out of that sea of ​​blood, with endless killing and shame!
In the next moment, a long knife suddenly appeared, long and long, traversing the world, with a strong force, carrying a powerful ghost howling, annihilating the void, and immediately fell!
Huo Zheng shouted and jumped up, standing in front of the disciples. A baby fist-sized dark blue bead flew out of him. The blue light gathered together like a long river, swept straight up, will The long knives are all wrapped up, and the red and blue are intertwined, and there are continuous rustling corrosion sounds!
That magical sea bead is a life-giving magic weapon given to Huo Zheng by the school hundreds of years ago. After his warm up, he has already possessed thirty-eight prohibited magic weapons, pure breath, holy demon, which can purify all ghosts and devour the spirits of resentment. Lishen magic, transform it into energy that can feed back the owner.
Seeing that the long knife was to be completely swallowed by the magic sea bead, a body like a mountain and a mountain suddenly rushed out of the blood sea, and the infinite blood suddenly burst into the long knife, and the next moment, the long knife cracked and turned into a The monstrous blood sea suddenly fell like a torrential rain and wind, dripping blood beads, containing the spirit of resentment, extremely hot, pierced the void and pounced on everyone!
brush!
At the moment when the blood dripped, a golden net appeared suddenly in front of Guo Wuchang, who was taught by the Cangwu School. At that moment, it seemed to be as soft as flowing water, but in fact, the light was connected, and the dripping did not leak, like a cloth bag, went to the falling blood rain bag. !
As if the cold water fell into the hot hot oil, the moment when the rain touched the golden net, the moment disappeared!
Roar!
As the deafening roar sounded, the momentum of the blood rain falling from his head turned around, and he gathered the long knife again and fell into the hands of the storm soul!
The soul, which was made entirely of scarlet blood, was hundreds of feet high, so violent, it caused the tremor of the sky, and the world swayed. It danced with a long knife in his hand, madly cut off, the blade was sharp and abnormal, and the blood was everywhere. The monks were about to die, their strength was so great, they shattered the ground. Hundreds of the two factions were thrown out like rags and exclaimed. Several disciples had no time to escape. They were swept by the long blade and suddenly turned into blood again. Fog, and then a roll of long sword light, wiped out the world!
The magical sea bead is shining brightly, and the blue brilliance is like a long blue river, constantly trying to wrap the storm soul, but the soul is too large, and the amazing power penetrates the light of the magic sea, breaking everything, and the long swords fall down one after another. Stronger than a knife, the red blood glowed, unable to stop, just a few moments, dozens of people have become the souls of the sword!
Just as everyone was about to collapse, a golden rune crossed the sky like a meteor, penetrating the block of heavy blood mist, and instantly reached the soul of the soul, the light of the rune bloomed, and the surging power poured into it. Opening his eyebrows to a large scar at the mouth of the bowl, numerous ghosts rushed out of it!
The soul was mournful for a long time, attempting to tear the eyebrow rune away, and at this moment, Qin Xiu's hands were sealed, and he shot out instantly. Hundreds of rough thunder suddenly fell from the top of the soul, and the flames of flames burned inside the amazing thunder , Thunder and fire burst into a terrifying flame of thunder sea, completely enveloping the soul, and then burst apart!
In the dazzling thunder, the blood light collapsed, the ghost disappeared, and the storm soul finally pulled off the eyebrow rune, but its ghost disappeared, the body suddenly became smaller, and the body was repaired for most of the time. Want to run!
"Can you run?"
Guo Zichang's body was completely buried in a thousand nets, and the golden net was spread out in a flash, covering all directions, and completely gathered the soul of the storm!
At the same time, the magical sea beads bloomed in azure light, swept up like a blue dragon, and pulled the violent soul into the beads!
Suppressed the soul, hunted the violent winds around, the ghosts dispersed, the formation was loose, the two major schools of the Magical Haizong and the Cangwu School finally got rid of the crisis of death, Huo Zheng and Guo Zichang stared at each other, and after calming down, Chong Lu Chengan and Qin The Xiu people bowed their hands and thanked them. If it were not for them this time, the two major schools would be destroyed.
"Rectify and continue." Lu Chengan said with words like gold.
The leaders of the two schools also knew that if they touched the gate of the tomb earlier, they would have one more chance of winning. There was no objection. They immediately integrated the remaining disciples, and the group moved on.
Without the guardian of the Storm Soul, the speed of their group and their team was almost ten times faster than before.
After Lu Chengan led two groups of horses to gallop for nearly ten miles, he suddenly stopped and made a stop motion.
The surrounding scene of where they are now is no different from that of Mercedes-Benz. It can be found through careful observation. It is still different. The fog here is almost condensed into entities, ghosts are gathered, but Instead of rushing straight up, I kept looking at these hundreds of people with their empty eyes. The void was heavy, the pressure as heavy as the mountains was everywhere, but there was no trace of wind...
Quiet but murderous, once stopped, there were only a few hundred breathing sounds around him, and a creepy sense of fear came from the bottom of my heart.
The most frightening thing is never the brutality of fighting, but the unknown danger.
Lu Chengan stood in front of everyone, and Qin Xiu stood beside him. Both of them were talented, and their astonishment was amazing. Towards that station, they had a calming power.