The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

As Ye Tuling retreated quickly, death energy gushed out of his body, and an evil ghost with a height of one hundred feet appeared behind him.

Long Xianxian missed the first blow, and the second ax struck out again.

Long Xianxian's moves are not particular, they are simply slashing, but combined with her brute force, they have terrifying destructive power.

And the ax in her hand is also the treasure of the Dragon Clan, known as "Tear".

If it is cut by "Tear", the wound can hardly heal, and the life will continue to pass away.

Yetuling stood on the head of the evil ghost, looking indifferently at the coming axe.

The evil ghost opened its mouth and spit out green mist, instantly filling the entire space.

The figure of the evil spirit also disappeared in the green mist.

"Ghost poison."

Long Xianxian's face was serious, and he was alert to his surroundings.

"My lord, isn't it good for you to do this? The fire lotus is a sacred object of my underworld. Even if you want to take it, I'm afraid you have to step over someone's body in my industry."

Yetuling's voice came from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where it came from.

Xiao Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, this guy is so stubborn, and his mouth is bad, it probably won't be of much use.

A knife transformed from magic energy appeared in Xiao Chen's hand.

Sword Prison·Tianzheng.

The knife in his hand sank into the air in front of him.

"Stop Yetuling." Xiao Chen said something, and he ran at top speed.

Long Xianxian nodded heavily, opened his small mouth, and the sky-shattering dragon chant came out, and he raised his ax and slashed wildly in the green mist.

Xiao Chen was in a cold sweat looking at it, this guy's brain was still not working well as before.

"Team Qiantu, guard the fire lotus." Yetuling's indifferent voice came out.

"Yes." A loud roar came out.

About 200 soldiers quickly surrounded and tightly protected the middle of the island.

Bursts of murderous aura spread out, forming a huge red figure in the void.

"War Ghost."

Xiao Chen's face was a little dignified, this was the unique combat power of the Thousand Slaughter Team.

The conditions for invoking a war ghost are extremely harsh, and all soldiers must be united and fearless. As long as one of them has a problem, the war ghost may not be able to be summoned.

Harsh conditions bring equal strength.

After successfully summoning the war ghosts, the standing strength of these soldiers will increase geometrically in a short period of time.

This is why, in the vast and boundless underworld, there are countless ghosts, but the Thousand Slaughter Squad has only a few thousand people, and the conditions for entering the Thousand Slaughter Squad are too harsh.

Looking at the murderous war ghost, Long Xianxian looked at the sky and roared.

"A group of old tortoises, they are watching a play, and they are not served to my mother. If the emperor wipes off a little skin, my mother will not allow you to enter the dragon's tomb."

The Dragon Tomb is the sacred place of the Dragon Clan. Entering the Dragon Tomb is the most important ceremony in every dragon's life.

Not allowing them to enter the Dragon Tomb is worse than killing them.

A group of old men and old ladies look at me and I look at you with helpless faces.

"What are you looking at? The Dragon Lord can't find a husband. What's the point of us old guys even if we can enter the Dragon Tomb."

As the white-browed old man said, his whole body was covered with white scales, and he rushed straight down.

"Oh, that's right. The Dragon Lord is a fool all day long. He probably doesn't know when he will be sold out. Only by marrying the Great Emperor can we rest assured."

The old guys sighed and followed the white-browed old man.

"Oh, what a crime!"

A group of old men and women sighed and rushed down.

"Long Xianxian, it seems that you are determined to become an enemy of my underworld?"

Yetuling's indifferent voice came out: "You have to think about it carefully, can you dragons bear the anger of my entire underworld."

"Nonsence!"

Long Xianxian spat indifferently: "Lady, wait a while and hide in the tomb of the dragon, you old man, go find it slowly!"

The location of the dragon tomb is extremely mysterious. Except for the current leader of the dragon clan, almost no one knows where the dragon tomb is.

Long Xianxian took the dragon clan to hide in the dragon's tomb, but Ye Tuling really had nothing to do.

"You..." Ye Tuling had only heard that the Dragon Lord was shameless before, but now that he really got in touch with him, he realized that he is really fucking shameless.

"Old man, are you very angry, come out and hit me, my mother told you three moves, no, ten moves, come on!"

Long Xianxian danced like a tiger with a big axe. It is estimated that Ye Tuling's face is dying of anger now. How could there be such a brazen dragon?

At this moment, Zhan Gui has collided with a group of old men and women.

These guys are all mature and mature, and they don't come into contact with the war ghost at all, they just harass them on the sidelines.

From the looks of it, it was just a matter of making up his mind to hold back the war ghost.

Positive? impossible.

Xiao Chen was also relieved, as long as he could hold back the war ghost, he was only facing those two hundred soldiers.

"Woo~"

Suddenly the desolate trumpet sounded, and the whole world vibrated non-stop, as if thousands of troops were charging.

The figure of Yetuling appeared from the ghost poison, holding a golden horn in his hand.

"You old bastard, you actually call someone, do you have a sense of public morality?"

Looking at the golden horn, Long Xianxian knew that he was about to suffer, and the underworld army might arrive soon.

"Hmph!" Yetuling shot out the spell in his hand very quickly.

The evil ghost under him turned into a three-headed and six-armed appearance, roaring and rushing towards Long Xianxian.

The two sides fought fiercely together.

Yetuling didn't try his best, but just entangled Long Xianxian. As long as the army arrived, the turmoil would be settled.

Xiao Chen also knew Yetuling's plan, his figure turned into a black light, and ruthlessly slammed into the soldiers lined up in order.

A blurred phantom appeared in the sky, it seemed to be a desolate land, with countless broken knives stuck on the ground.

It was Xiao Chen's unique knife prison.

A big knife like a door panel turned into a gleam of light, and fell straight behind Xiao Chen.

"boom!"

The huge power caused the entire Ghost Festival Tanmo Island to vibrate.

But the island did not suffer much damage.

There is an extremely strong restriction passed down from generation to generation by the Underworld, which protects the entire island from destruction.

The soldiers raised their spears and charged at Xiao Chen.

The terrifying murderous aura caused the temperature of the entire island to plummet. Even facing the former emperor, these soldiers had no fear.

With the blessing of War Ghost, the abilities of all soldiers have been greatly enhanced.

Coupled with the orderly offensive and defensive battle formation, Xiao Chen was dragged tightly in place.

The broken knives in the knife prison kept falling, and even with some forbidden guards, the island was shaken non-stop.

Domain·Tianzheng.

A black shield spread rapidly, covering the entire island.

Countless black chains protruded from all directions like ghosts.

The sudden change caused the soldiers to panic, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Xiao Chen gently popped a small black ball.

The little ball quietly sneaked into the place where the fire lotus was.