Wherever they passed, those people from the Nether Clan kept falling.

Their bodies were split open and could not be healed, and their souls were ruthlessly pierced.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of powerful men from the Ghost Clan died.

Moreover, the number of people continues to increase.

Damn it, defend quickly, summon the ancestor,

Those people from the ghost tribe retreated crazily.

Defense. They fired out endless Netherworld aura and turned into two huge Netherworld shields.

Thousands of meters high, standing between heaven and earth, resisting these sword energies,

At the same time, they sent out a cry for help, calling to their ancestors in the distance,

The Nether Clan also came with three Seven-Crown Kings.

Except for the one who died before, the other two are fighting in the distance.

At this time, I heard a cry for help, and a seven-time champion returned quickly.

However, when he returned,

Lin Xuan used his fist skills again, and with a shocking punch, he shattered a huge Netherworld shield.

The endless cracks split into pieces in front of the powerful ghost clan.

The bodies of those people were trembling: How could it be so terrifying? What kind of existence did they provoke?

Another punch, and the second shield cracked.

Next, Lin Xuan breathed out sword energy, turned into a sea of ​​swords, and flew forward,

How could those people from the Ghost Clan resist it?

This sword seemed to cover the universe, and the strong men of the Ghost Clan who were killed kept falling.

People around me felt their scalps go numb after seeing this.

This is crushing, sweeping away a ghost clan with one person's power.

How many years have we seen this scene?

you dare?

At this time, a crazy roar sounded in the distance, and the Seven-Crown King of the Ghost Clan arrived,

He waved his hand, and ghost lightning turned into a lightning storm.
Chapter completed!