Vol 2 Chapter 651: Destroy the ghosts

For an instant, the Haohai God General, who had just raised his two-foot-long spear, managed to hold back his strength with difficulty, and almost didn't hurt himself.
The style of painting has changed a bit quickly.
Almost injured a teammate by mistake.
puff!
At the same time, Xia Tuo's Shanhe Sword chopped down, slashing the head of Er Mingshi.
Boom!
The sky suddenly exploded, and a ghost, like a black electric desire, was about to go far away.
Xia Tuo, who had long been expected, once again mobilized the totem copper plate to confine the ghost that had escaped.
Live together!
Looking at the imprisoned ghost clan envoy, Xia Tuo wanted to tell him what it means to be insatiable. Xia has always been pragmatic, no matter how shameless he is.
Besides, he was also injured.
It's not too much to stab him and pay with one life.
He always does this business, and the old man is not deceived. This time, the group purchase of the ghost clan gave the discount.
"Patriarch."
At this moment, the general Haohai, who had finally put away his spear, came to Xia Tuo not far away with a black face and shouted.
"The general is really a killer, and his marksmanship is like a dragon."
Regarding Xia Tuo's praise, General Haohaigod still had a dark face. He had learned the shamelessness of the Daxia Clan Master, and he would fight as soon as a fight. It was the first time he saw such a play, and he refreshed his three views.
But the thief ship is on board, what else can be done.
"Patriarch."
At this time, Hunkong, Moxie, and Duanhengdao also came in front of them.
Xia Tuo restrained his breath and asked, "Isn't there any damage to the underground yin veins?"
"No."
Hearing the sound, Hun Kong responded, "Patriarch, here is also the Yin Veins spawned by the ghost wood, and there are also ghost gods forbidden."
"Phantom Wood?" Xia Tuo nodded, and then said: "Yes, it's time for me to get rich."
For Xia Tuo's peculiar brain circuit, everyone was helpless, but there was no way, he had the final say.
The spiritual force swept across the mountains and wilds around Lishan, and it has long since turned into ruins. As for the human blood, the figure has long since disappeared. There is no doubt that most of them have been eroded by the ghost tribe, and then spread to wither in the war.
"God, I will leave this to you for the time being, and I will rush to the Southern Fengtian Tribe."
"it is good."
After all, Xia Tuo and Hun Kong tore through the world of the hole and went away.
...
The upper-class Tianfeng tribe, located at the junction of Qinghuai and Giants, has now disappeared into the wasteland, leaving only a ruin. In the middle of the ruins, the fat brother is carrying his small jade axe and sitting on the chaotic rock with his fingers. Knocking on the surface of the stone.
Luyou Lianshan, Huatianling, and Bashancha are separated in three directions. Under the ruins of this land, blood troughs outline the square, and each other turns into a six-pointed star-shaped array, in the blood trough. There are blood and bones.
In some places, there are black traces of burning after burning, wisps of ghost air floating, and yin air filled the surrounding mountains.
Xia Tuo's tearing hole came, and it was not surprising to see the sight in front of him. With the strength of the fat brother and the shameless degree of his own, it is absolutely no problem to deal with a ghost warrior.
Even if he couldn't beat him, he couldn't die, he was so relieved when he was doing things.
"Oh, the patriarch is late."
Seeing Xia Tuo's arrival, the fat brother said with a smile, and threw a black bead out of his hand.
Xia Tuo took the beads and saw that they were exactly the same as the black beads sacrificed by the ghost warriors killed in the Lishan tribe.
"This bead is really a treasure. I chopped it a few times with a small axe, but it didn't break. It's quite hard."
"how about it?"
In response to Xia Tuo’s questioning, the fat brother spread his hands and said:
See for yourself that there is nothing he can do with Fat Master's shots. A few ghost clan fishes are here.

At this moment, Hun Kong had already begun to check the blood formations hidden in the ground in the ruins, and saw formations. In some places, blood bones were floating on the blood, and the smell of blood was very strong.
"I have seen the patriarch."
Luyoulianshan, Bashanchi, and Huatianling came to see him. They didn't dare to be so casual with Fat Brother. This time they calmed down the sky, they did not make a contribution. The small axe in the hands of the fat elder directly killed the ghost. The clan law is broken.
After hacking the ghost clan, he came to a ghost clan surrounded by the three of them.
Daxia's strength made them tremble.
"The three towns have worked hard. After the ghost clan is destroyed this time, the clan will recount their achievements in a unified way."
Xia Tuo looked at the three people in front of him and said softly.
"Patriarch."
After Hun Kong inspected the ruined array, he came to Xia Tuo and said, "Patriarch, the large array here is the same as the one in Fengshan City. It uses human blood as a sacrifice, but the large array has been sacrificed for dozens of blood. Ten thousand people are in a semi-excited state.
Although the fat elder beheaded the ghost warriors and destroyed the formation of the big formation, the blood energy produced by the blood sacrifice and the Yin Qi here have penetrated into the depths of the earth, and the nearby wilderness will gradually be eroded by Yin Qi. . "
Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo's spiritual thoughts were deepening below the earth, clearly perceiving blood, yin, evil thoughts and ghost auras, intertwined and intertwined under this land.
Some grass roots in the depths of the earth flowed away under this kind of breath. It can be imagined that it will not take long before this area will be exhausted.
"In the courtyard, what is the scope of this large array?"
After pondering for a moment, Hun Kong responded, "It's probably within one thousand to three thousand miles."
"Patriarch, this is the junction of the two roads. There are few tribes, and most of the surrounding tribes are empty, and there are not many people left."
Ba Shancha glanced at the two people next to him and said aloud.
"Luyou Zhenjiang, Bashan Town, this matter is left to you, the tribes and cities within a radius of three thousand miles have migrated to the two roads to isolate them.
There is also a monument to be built here. I will ask the high priest to come and worship these dead people on my behalf in Daxia, so as not to die and turn into evil spirits.
Give some remedies to those who survived by chance. "
"Yes."
After giving the order, Xia Tuo looked at Hunkong again and asked: "Take down this blood sacrifice formation as soon as possible. There must be detailed records and explanations, so that similar things will appear in the future as a basis and reference."
"Yes."
Nodding blankly, he was used to Xia Tuo's dealings a long time ago, not surprising.
"Fat elder, you continue to sit here to avoid accidents."
Then, Xia Tuo tore through the space and headed towards Daxia City. This time the ghost tribe's incident was a surprise, and the four Yin veins and blood sacrifice formations created by the ghost tribe had all been taken.
The takeout also killed the two manifestation states and two Dharma phase states of the ghost clan, but he has not seen the old ghosts of the ghost clan and the divine channel, which made him feel a little unsure.
The most important thing is the destruction of the ghost clan formation, but there are still many follow-up questions to be done. The blood sacrifice formation in the Fengshan city area, the millions of people in the Fengshan city area who have been ghosts, two are held by the ghost woods. All these need to be dealt with.
For the ghost clan, it’s okay to let him fight. How to eliminate the influence of ghost energy, for the time being, he really has no clue. He is going to go back to Daxia City and ask the old bastard, even if he lives in the water for tens of thousands of years, he always sleeps in the water. You have to know something.
...
The border is barren to the northwest.
Zidianhou tribe, family hall.
Zi Wuxiao sat in the main hall, with purple light lingering on his body, and the electric glow flickered. Behind him, a purple light figure appeared, transforming into the shape of a god, controlling the law of thunder.
In just 20 or 30 years, he had cultivated from an ordinary God-Hidden realm to the supernatural powers, evolved into 60,000 thunder talisman, and was about to enter the Manifestation of the Holy Realm. This was something he had never thought of.
The once unattainable supernatural power state has become a reality, and has also become the owner of the Zidian clan. All of this is not about drinking too much, but a real fact.
Of course, if you get something, you also have to pay for something. For example, the current Zidian Buddhism has long been different from before. It has become a slave tribe, and the entire Zidian Buddhism, from the owner to the ordinary people. , Have become puppets of Longbo Holy Land.
Covered by the purple air floating above the clan land, the Zidianbo tribe’s land is very quiet, there are no birds and beasts, no human noises, only a figure sitting cross-legged, with slightly closed eyes, contributing their own thoughts.
Not only that, in addition to the members of the Zidian Bo tribe, there are also tribes from Yuanshui, Dihuang and some Yanshen Bo tribes.
In addition, there are the tribes of the upper-class tribes under the rule of the Purple Dianbo tribe. These people are elite soldiers and young tribesmen of the three major tribes, and all of them are imprisoned in this purple world here.
Sitting cross-legged in the hall, Zi Wuxiao's eyes closed, and a purple light bloomed at the center of his eyebrows. His spiritual thoughts and the clan luck that shrouded Zidian's office were in harmony.
Rumble!
In an instant, Zi Wuxiao felt that his spiritual world was about to burst, and he seemed to have a great horror about to descend. This was not the first time he felt this scene.
Every time I feel, there is a kind of coldness from the heart. As the master of Zidian, it is generally not dangerous, but will get close.
But Zidian’s situation is very different. The previous clan leader, Zi Wuji, is tied to the depths of the clan. Even if the tortured person is not like a human or a ghost, he still doesn’t spit out and clings to Zidian’s clan luck. Keep the token.
Without a clan token ~EbookFREE.me~ even if he controls the clan, he still cannot fully exercise the authority of the clan leader.
Of course, if it is normal, this is at best a dispute within the clan, even if there is a dispute, the clan will only be impartial.
But now.
A giant appeared in Zidian Bo's tribe, which was born from the power of the origin of the human race, which produced strong rejection.
In the world of purple qi evolved in the pillar of clan movement, the pillar of five qi luck stands in the purple ocean, and the thunder bursts out of the purple qi.
Click!
When the spirit of Zi Wuji manifested in this world of purple energy, a purple thunder appeared above the purple void, and fell towards his spirit body.
Rumble!
At the same time, in the purple world, golden lights bloomed, like rounds of golden sun rising, blocking, swallowing, and fusing the falling purple thunder.