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Chapter seventy-fifth, the technique of wonderful brushwork, drawing a halberd

The giant axe turned into a stream of light, crossed the sky, dispelled the dark clouds around, and slashed towards the two people with fog below. At this time, the Southern Ghost Emperor was surprised, and the evil spirit ghost king was even more trembling. They could not even feel how this ghost cultivator came out, without any trace of breath. Such strange hidden means made them feel incredible. Such hidden means were probably incomparable to the demon shadow escape of the Demon Master Palace. Surprisingly, the two ghost cultivators looked at each other, and then the Southern Ghost Emperor flashed a stream of light, and a halberd several feet long appeared in his hand. The evil spirit ghost king appeared in his hand with a ghost banner with a ghost energy in his hand.

Feeling the shocking momentum in this giant axe, both of them did not dare to neglect and went all out. The Southern Ghost Lord held a giant halberd and directly met, as if he wanted to fight his clone with a head-on fight. With a loud "shut", the gold and iron intertwined, and the energy was stirred up, and ripples appeared in the space. It can be seen how powerful this attack is. The Southern Ghost Emperor's cultivation is definitely not below the clone. As a ghost emperor, his room for improvement is amazing. Almost an ancient soul fruit belongs to him every year, so the power of the soul is absolutely extraordinary.

After a fight, both of them flew backwards. The Southern Ghost Emperor retreated more than ten steps before he stabilized his body. The strong evil aura overflowed from his body, as if he was going to swallow everything. For many years, in addition to the Ghost Emperor, this Southern Ghost Emperor was one of the best among the four Ghost Emperors in the source of the Ghost Realm. However, the person in front of him could actually regret his own fault. This was not surprising to him, especially the evil Ghost Lord. As the first general under the Southern Ghost Emperor, he knew that the Southern Ghost Emperor was powerful. Although he was also in the late stage of the Ghost Immortal, he knew that the Southern Ghost Emperor was much better than him. He knew that among the four Ghost Emperors, he was invincible, but the person in front of him was actually fighting with the Southern Ghost Emperor, as if nothing had happened, and it seemed that he had a slight advantage.

The clever ghost behind him was willing to look at the Southern Ghost Emperor. After looking at the clone, he looked incredible. He swallowed so many ghost pills, but he didn't hold on. There was also a ghost king in it. He was refining so quickly. His curiosity about the clone was no less than Hua Xiang's curiosity about himself. He could not think of what kind of martial arts he could create such a powerful clone, and with such wisdom, he was completely two people. He was even more curious about Hua Xiang. He suddenly thought of the Eye of Heaven that day, and then he couldn't help but feel relieved. Although he didn't understand who he was in his previous life, what he knew in his mind told him that his lord, the strong man holding a giant axe in front of him, and the mysterious and mysterious body that made him feel that he was in his heart, and the kind of intimate body, would definitely not be comparable to ordinary cultivators. Perhaps it would be an exaggeration to describe it as amazing.

"Okay, okay, such an opponent is strong enough." After retreating a few pieces, the clone did not look tired at all, but praised the strength of the southern ghost emperor. With a smile, the clone continued: "I didn't expect that there was such a powerful figure in the source of the Ghost Realm. It seems that I underestimated the world. I ate me and slashed Mount Hua with one stroke."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clone's aura erection reappeared, like a tsunami, one wave higher than another, and the momentum was about to destroy everything. The fighting spirit on his body was even more high. This was the high spirit that had been long-lost to meet an opponent. From entering the source of the ghost realm to now, I met a ghost king who was in trouble, but I was still dealt with by the body. I was not too frustrated. From feeling the breath of the southern ghost emperor, the clone directly sent a message to Huaxiang and said that he could not take action, he must deal with it himself. The clone was like a war demon. The stronger the opponent, the happier he was, and the higher the fighting spirit, just like the ancient troll. Maybe you can defeat my body, but you will definitely not defeat my will, like the will of the god of war, and the will of a death rather than surrender.

"The Fangtian Painted Ridge in your hand." The clone stood up and slashed directly over, without using any moves. He asked, "Dou", the clone retreated again. The power of the dragon blessing on the giant halberd could not even compete with the clone. It was the power of a dragon. How powerful the dragon is, the clone knew. Think about the nine dragons of the Nine Dragon Pearl, and you will know that the reason why the clone could defeat Long Jiu was because most of Long Jiu's strength was limited by the Nine Dragon Pearl. Otherwise, Long Jiu would not be so depressed. The Dragon Clan can be said to be the darling of the Heavenly Dao. No matter how powerful the Clan is, its body is absolutely no less powerful than any race.

"Hmph, you have some knowledge, but you still cannot avoid the end of your death." As he said that, the Southern Ghost Emperor, the Fangtian Painted Spear in his hand drew the Fangtian Painted Spear again in the void, and the phoenix power that had been vividly vivid appeared in the void. The phoenix turned into a solid body in the blink of an eye and then flew into the Fangtian Painted Spear. The clone was not surprised yet. On the side, the clever ghost who had been caught by the Evil Ghost Lord said: "Don't let him integrate the power of the Four Elephant Divine Beast, otherwise you will be beaten by the time. This Southern Ghost Emperor is Ma Liang, the ancestor of the Huazong."

"Hmph, even if you tell him, it will be useless. Lord Ghost Emperor can still deal with him," the evil ghost king snorted coldly while grasping the clever ghost ghost. However, the clever ghost ignored the ghost king and just watched the battle in the air.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? You mean to hurt me, right?" The clone shouted angrily, but the clever ghost could only shake his head helplessly. He had just come out of his mind. After a moment, the giant axe of the clone suddenly increased, and his body began to surge. He couldn't help but say, "Hehe, old guy, see if it's your dragon and phoenix power, or my giant axe, which is powerful, and it's so powerful that it's so powerful." A roar of anger, the momentum surged again, and a stern murderous intent could not help but overflow from the clone. It was the aura of slaughtering millions. The murderous intent in the space almost condensed into substance. Even Ma Liang couldn't help but feel the murderous intent and the tsunami-like momentum of the clone. Even Ma Liang couldn't help but feel the huge axe that was so big that he was shocked when he saw the huge axe in his clone's hand, and the evil spirit ghost king was even more stunned...
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