On the way back at full speed, Lu Xiaotian quickly went through what had happened that day in his mind. First, he heard the news that Ice Soul Freak had died and Ancestor Xiang Huaxin had been injured. Then, Luo Zhongting, who was thought to have been dead for hundreds of years, appeared. He did not expect that in the end, he actually succeeded in fusing with the skeleton of Monk Pagoda. However, it seemed that the fusion was not complete and still carried some of Monk Pagoda's characteristics.
The woman called Snow Enchantress who appeared later was even more mysterious. Within a day, two more Spirit Transformation experts appeared and seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord. The situation was extremely unfavorable to the human race. Perhaps it was as Daoist Golden Needle had said. The only way out was to unite with the Qin Clan and form the complete Eighteen Gold Talents.
"Haha, Old Monster Xiang, you still dare to act tough in this situation." Seeing Xiang Huaxin spit out another mouthful of blood, One-eyed Devil Cultivator's giant eye couldn't help but feel relieved. It immediately laughed out loud, and a black magic gourd in its hand spat out black balls of light. The balls of light landed on the ground, and like flowers blooming in the air, they exploded into devil vines, forming a black jungle in the blink of an eye. However, the demonic vines in the forest were living creatures. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, choosing to devour humans.
Xiang Huaxin snorted and waved the Green Tipped Sword in his hand. One sword turned into ten, ten into a hundred, and a thousand. Layers of sword shadows formed a forest and cut down the demonic vines. The demonic vines that were cut down screamed.
"Well done, Old Monster Xiang." The one-eyed demonic man screamed. The black demonic gourd suddenly enlarged to more than ten zhang in the air. The mouth of the gourd was like a big mouth. It suddenly sucked the sword shadows into the gourd.
Xiang Huaxin was not willing to be controlled by the one-eyed demonic man. He felt aggrieved. If he had not been severely injured this time, he would not have been stumped by the old monster's means.
On the other side, the green skeleton released the Carrion Lion Crocodile Demon Corpse. Riding on the Lion Crocodile Demon Corpse, it held a blood-colored bone spear. The spear shadows formed a forest and rapidly pierced towards Fu Cheng.
Su Qing's eyes flashed, and with a wave of the green banner in his hand, a headless corpse jumped out from the green banner. Xiang Huaxin, who was in the midst of a fierce battle with the One-eyed Devil in the distant sky, could not help but feel his eyelids twitch. This headless corpse was the body of Old Freak Ice Soul. He did not expect it to be refined into a powerful evil being so quickly. Seeing this headless corpse, Xiang Huaxin couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow. They were both Soul Formation cultivators, experts who stood at the peak of this world. Who would have thought that their heads would be separated from their bodies and their bodies would be refined into ghosts?
"Wu!" With a wave of the green banner in Su Qing's hand, the headless corpse let out a horrifying whimper as it pounced towards Tian Xin and Fu Yong who were closest to it.
The aura of this headless corpse was extremely strange, and Tian Xin and Fu Yong did not dare to let it get close. They immediately released the earth and fire element giants, and the long sabers in their hands flew like dragons as they slashed towards Old Freak Ice Soul's headless corpse.
Pu pu … The headless corpse was constantly slashed by the long sabers that carried magma and a yellow halo. However, as if it was not affected by the force, it suddenly turned into a cloud of gray mist and escaped for several hundred meters before reappearing.
The blood-colored spear in the green skeleton's hand was clearly refined using a unique method. Every time the blood-colored bone spear stabbed out, it would carry the mournful cry of a ghost weapon. Every spear shadow transformed into a blood-colored demonic lotus. In the blink of an eye, these spear shadows bloomed in the sky, causing the surrounding several kilometers to look like a blood-colored lotus pond.
The lightning giant controlled by Fu Cheng and the three wooden giants controlled by He Yu slashed the lotus pond into pieces. Even the skeleton in green armor in the middle was in a rather difficult situation. After all, the skeleton in green armor was not a Divinity Transformation Stage warrior yet. The three wooden giants used the Wood Moxibustion Array Technique, which was more powerful than the attack of three True Meaning cultivators. The wooden giants were driven by the Spirit Wood Seal, so they did not need to consume He Qiong's magic power. Once they started attacking, it was like an avalanche, and the attacks were endless.
Not long after, the headless corpse controlled by Su Qing with the green banner was still able to withstand the attacks. However, the green skeleton was in a perilous situation. However, the green skeleton, who was forced into a perilous situation, did not panic at all. Instead, it sneered and threw a ferocious ghost talisman into the sky.
"Nirvana Ghost Talisman, retreat!" Xiang Huaxin shouted when he saw the ghost talisman.
"It's too late, Lord Ghost King. Come out and kill all the shadows that dare to challenge your dignity." The green skeleton let out a long howl. The Nirvana Ghost Talisman turned into a gray door in the sky as if it had opened a door of time and space. Inside, a purple crocodile-headed Ghost King sat on a throne made of bones. Its two arms were made of skulls. The Purple Crocodile Ghostly King's arms rested on the skulls.
"The Great Emperor Qinling personally created the Golden Men. It's a pity that the Eighteen Golden Men no longer have the chance to form a formation. Once the Eighteen Golden Men are broken, I'd like to see if there's anyone in this world who can stop me." The Purple Crocodile Ghostly King laughed maniacally. He extended his left hand and slapped the void. Gray vortexes surged out and surrounded Fu Cheng's Thunder Giant and He Qiong's three wooden giants. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape the Purple Crocodile Ghostly King's control.
Four gray vortexes pulled the Thunder Giant and He Qiong's three wooden giants to one side. No matter how they struggled, they could not break free from the Purple Crocodile Ghostly King's control.
The Purple Crocodile Ghostly King did not stop there. While the giants were restrained, Xu Kong slapped out a few more times. The gray, pure ghostly qi turned into a few nimble ghostly snakes and approached Fu Cheng and He Qiong in an eerie manner.
Even the giants were easily restrained by the Purple Crocodile Ghostly King. How could Fu Cheng and He Qiong, two True Meaning realm cultivators, be a match for the Purple Crocodile Ghostly King? With almost no power to resist, he was entangled by the ghost snakes formed from ghost Qi and drilled into his body.
Boom! Boom! Fu Cheng was the body of a ghostly man in black. In the blink of an eye, he was blasted into countless rocks. He Yu was also blasted into a pile of minced meat. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
"Clan Leader!" "Brother He!" On the other side, Fu Yong, who was fighting with the headless corpse of Old Monster Ice Soul, cried out in sorrow. Other than the sorrow of the two's deaths, he was also in despair. Fu Cheng and He Qiong had both fallen. The Thunder Seal and Spiritual Wood Seal had fallen into the Purple Crocodile Ghostly King's hands. The last means of restraining the Purple Crocodile Ghostly King no longer existed. Among the Divine Transformation realm elders of the human race, Old Monster Ice Soul had fallen. Xiang Huaxin was gravely injured. Was the human race, which had dominated this world for countless years, coming to an end?
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