.In the Ghost God City, a beam of light of thousands of feet thick was seen as bombarded by those ten thousand ghost masters. The speed was so terrifying. This was the first masterpiece of the Lingyun Pavilion, the Lingyun Pavilion, the first weapon refining sect in the mainland. At this time, it was carried up and killed all directions in the Ghost Realm. Those ghost masters didn't even have time to run away, and they were directly bombarded by the beams. The strong and huge light made people unable to open their eyes. Only a loud "boom" sound was heard, as if the entire Ghost Realm was shaken, and the sky and the earth were shaken.

The tens of thousands of ghost masters could not resist the bombardment of the Immortal Destroy Cannon. The beam of light directly hit the tens of thousands of ghost masters and bombarded the ground. A huge mushroom cloud appeared in the Ghost God City, thousands of feet away, on the Ghost God City, everyone was shocked. Millions of ghost cultivators were stunned when they looked at the mushroom cloud, and then looked at the giant, the flowing muscles and handsome faces, so familiar. It was the city lord they had been looking forward to for a long time. Everyone couldn't help but cheer. They didn't care where the Immortal Destroy Cannon was brought from. They only knew that the 10,000 ghost masters were finished playing like this. From then on, the Ghost God City was the largest force in the Ghost Realm.

Especially the clever ghost, when he saw the clone's tall and majestic figure, he smiled happily. He did not disappoint the adults, nor did he disappoint him. Even if ten thousand ghost masters survived, they would be a ravage. But the only thing he was worried about was the ten ghost immortals, which was the decisive factor of this war. Even if they were not damaged at all, they could not get involved. The battle of the ghost immortals was shocking and was definitely not something they could do. Looking at the adults in front of him, the clever ghost couldn't help but feel nervous.

The clone took away the Immortal Destroy Cannon, and a look of fatigue on his face. The clever ghost was also worried inexplicably when he saw this tired look. Standing in this rich ghost energy, the clone smiled "hehe" and his smile was so honest that he began to absorb the rich ghost energy left in the battlefield. The ghost energy suddenly became like a tornado, and began to rotate with the clone as a spiral to supplement the consumption of the clone. At the same time, the Nine Dragon Pearl on the eyebrows also absorbed these ghost energy. The ghost evil spirits in the Ghost City all swallowed their saliva, as if they wanted to absorb it, but they knew that the city lord was in front of them, and he was replenishing the consumption. They also knew that the ten ghost immortals would never die, so the city mainly absorbed these ghost energy to supplement the consumption for the next decisive battle.

Half an hour later, the mushroom cloud finally began to slowly dissipate, and the ghost energy around the clone was almost absorbed. The spiral nest began to slowly turn slowly, and then disappeared. The huge body couldn't help but waved, and then looked at the mushroom cloud as if it was in a crisis.

As time passed, the mushroom cloud finally disappeared, and a pit that was ten thousand feet wide appeared outside the Ghost God City, making people frightened. This was the power of the Immortal Destroyer Cannon, but what was amazing was not the power of the Immortal Destroyer Cannon, but the thousands of figures flying out. It was Wang Dingtian and his group. At this time, they were really embarrassed. The gloomy face seemed to tear the clone and even the entire Soul-Supering City into pieces. A strong and terrifying aura came from Wang Dingtian, and even the aura of the few ghost immortals around him was suppressed. The Lord of Beim Mountain realized how different his strength was from Wang Dingtian.

As far away, this war is now defeated, and it is very fierce. With those evil spirits and hundreds of millions of troops coming, there are only less than 2,000 left to survive. This is not a kind of irony. This is all because of his underestimation of the enemy. Especially the sneak attacks of the Immortal Destroying Cannon of the Clan, the sneak attacks are hidden, so he can sneak attacks and runs out directly from the front. With a shot, they kill nearly 9,000 ghost masters. The remaining ghost masters still run fast, but they are missing arms and broken legs everywhere, and the serious injuries are even more common. Only those who can fight are less than a few hundred, and there are less than five hundred people at the Ghost Immortal level.

But the outcome has not yet been decided. No one knows who will be the final winner without fighting until the last moment, and who will laugh until the last moment. The outcome of this war is still determined in the final battle of Ghost Immortals, but obviously there is no advantage in the Ghost God City.

"Hehe." With a simple smile, the clone said, "Wang Dingtian, Wang City Lord, how does my immortal destroying cannon feel?"

As soon as the clone said, Wang Dingtian on the opposite side looked even more gloomy and said, "I will only hide behind my back and attack. What a man. I will let you lose your soul later to taste the humiliation of my battle and to avenge my brother's revenge."

"Hahahahahahaha" the clone couldn't help laughing wildly and said, "You shameless thousand-year-old turtle, when did you see me sneak attack? Is there such a blatant sneak attack? You are stupid, and you deserve to die. I am much smarter than if you haven't left Fengdu City for a thousand years. If you want to avenge your brother's murder, it's your brother who deserves to die. Hiding in Fengdu City is good as his turtle young master who doesn't come out, then there will be nothing, right? But he insists on sticking out his turtle head and letting someone cut it off. Do you think he is not a cheap turtle, a cheap turtle."

The clone is extremely useless. Since he has wisdom, the clone can be said to be fatal everywhere and has hit the point everywhere, leaving no room for others. He is too lazy to care about the clone like Huaxiang. If Huaxiang says that, this kind of person should be scolded, but scholars do not show off their verbal disputes, it is not that Huaxiang doesn’t scold, it is that the words of sages are dirty. But the clone is different, and it will be scolded if it is scolded.

Hearing this, Wang Dingtian opposite him had a blue face. The Ghost God City was even more laughing at the words of the mysterious city lord. The ghost immortal beside Wang Dingtian was also smiling, but due to Wang Dingtian's strength, he had to endure it.

"Children Huangkou, please show off your verbal skills here. Today we will see the truth under our hands." After saying that, Wang Dingtian immediately said to the Lord of Beim Mountain beside him: "We will destroy this boy together to taste the humiliation just now."

"Okay." The Lord of Beim Mountain agreed immediately. The boss of Beim Mountain was also very angry about the clone's methods. If the clone ran away today, their lifetime reputation would be ruined. Is it embarrassing to say it? Two major forces, hundreds of millions of troops, went all out to attack the other hundreds of millions of troops, but they were wiped out. What do people think about this? Even for the sake of reputation, in their eyes, the clone will definitely be alive.

"What a shameless couple of immortals, I'll just play with you ten." After saying that, he turned around and drank: "Ghost and God Army, share these hundreds of ghost masters with me. If you can't deal with the five hundred ghost masters, you can't rebuild them all for me."

After saying that, a flash of light flashed in the clone's hand, and a giant axe appeared in the clone's hand. It was Pangu axe. The clone's body suddenly became smaller. Then the giant axe spread out, and the astonishing fighting spirit overflowed from the clone, and the aura of Wang Dingtian and ten people directly fought. When he heard Hua Xiang's words in the Ghost and God City, he shouted angrily: "Ghost and God Army, follow me and kill them." Suddenly, millions of troops rushed towards the more than a thousand ghost masters, and the five hundred ghost masters who had lost their combat power suddenly turned on their heads.

Several ghost immortals were about to go over to help, but the clone slashed straight with an axe. The giant axe streaked across the void. The void was twisted in waves, and the astonishing energy overflowed from the axe, causing the ghost immortals who wanted to go over to help to flash back. The clone shouted angrily: "Splied Mount Hua." Suddenly, the entire giant axe was as big as a mountain, towards Wang Dingtian and others. Feeling the power of the giant axe, Wang Dingtian and the Lord of Beimang Mountain, suddenly showed a hint of surprise on their faces. The power contained in this giant axe was far beyond their expectations. It was estimated that no one here could afford an axe.

The ten people immediately began to retreat and left the range of the five hundred ghost masters. At this time, the clone laughed and said, "Is this right? I said, your opponent is me."

"A shameless boy, would we be so embarrassed if you hadn't attacked just now?" After the Lord of Beim Mountain stabilized his body, he couldn't help but argue that when he saw those ghost masters surrounded, ten of them had completely given up. They knew that the five hundred ghost masters were all killed, and it also depends on the battle here. They all began to calm down and prepare for the battle. Seeing that they finally became serious, the clones put away their smiles. There were ten ghost immortals in front of them, all of whom were equivalent to the Imperial Refining and Hedao Period. They had a lot of money just now. They had too many concerns, and they had the opportunity to take advantage of the doubts. But now they obviously all gave up their concerns.

"This is interesting. Let's fight with me." After saying that, the clone slashed directly at Wang Dingtian, but there was a trace of evil smile on his face. The clone knew that among the ten ghost immortals, only Wang Dingtian and the Lord of Beimang Mountain were tough, and the others were soft persimmons for the clone.

As soon as the axe was slashed, Wang Dingtian couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect that the clone would actually attack him first, but he was wrong. As soon as the clone's axe was slashed, the black light flashed in Wang Dingtian's hand, and a huge battle knife appeared in Wang Dingtian's hand, and was about to block the clone's attack. However, when the clone smiled evilly, several huge silver-white thunders appeared strangely in front of Wang Dingtian. Wang Dingtian couldn't help but show a look of horror on his face. He knew the power of thunder and lightning, especially the five heavenly thunders.

The clone had an axe and turned directly to the Lord of Beim Mountain. It was astonishingly fast. The sword in the Lord of Beim Mountain was stabbing towards the clone, but he didn't expect that the clone would slash over and his momentum was slower. Especially the appearance of five thunders, the ghost immortals present beat him. After such a meal, the clone suddenly had a big body and drank: "Aura to swallow mountains and rivers." Then the axe's aura surged, like an ancient giant gong, unstoppable. Several early ghost immortals were shocked. At this time, the clone was like the ancient demon god in their eyes. The rising momentum was mixed with amazing fighting spirit, which made everyone feel throbbing. This fighting spirit was simply unheard of, and even they had never seen it.

The long sword immediately intersected with the giant axe. With a "ding" sound, gold and iron were mixed. The Lord of Beim Mountain suddenly felt a huge force coming from the sword in his hand. The sword in his hand was almost blown away, but the giant axe flew across the sword and slashed straight towards his body. The Lord of Beim Mountain suddenly had no choice but to avoid it. The black smoke on his body stormed, and a huge shield appeared in his hand. The giant axe slashed without hesitation, and a lightning bolt followed.

"Boom..." Six explosions, and the shield of the Lord of Beim Mountain shattered, followed by a thunder. Suddenly, the lightning of the Lord of Beim Mountain appeared, and waves of shrill roars came out, as if they were very painful. The clone axe crossed and slashed straight down, trying to kill the Lord of Beim Mountain to reduce his pressure.
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