Donglai, who was commanding the battle from afar, snapped out of his shock. He finally understood why Ancestor Xiang Huaxin was so polite to Grandmaster Dongfang. It turned out that the ones who could suppress Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord were the eighteen war puppets controlled by Grandmaster Dongfang.
"Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord, you coward! You dare not fight!" As the commander of the battle, Donglai immediately knew Lu Xiaotian's intention. He immediately gave the order, and thousands of human cultivators shouted in unison.
To the Ghost Clan, the torrent of sound was even more devastating than the rain of arrows in the air. The Ghostly Race did not want to believe it. However, the Eighteen Men of Gold had already ravaged a few huge ghostly ships. There were many dead and injured on them. The cold reality was a hundred times crueler than the slogan.
"Brat, you're courting death!" Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord hid under the rolling bone wheels, his eyes burning with murderous intent. He had planned to hide for a while and use the formation to absorb more ghostly energy. However, based on the current situation, if he didn't show himself in time, he would be defeated even faster than he had imagined. Although this silver-haired kid only had a Nascent Soul Cultivation base, not only was he extremely daring, he was also extremely meticulous. He could not hide for even a moment longer.
Even when the Eighteen Men of Gold attacked the ghostly skeletal warships, Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng were not alone. They were protected by the Eighteen Men of Gold.
"Although the Eighteen Men of Gold are strong, there is a limit to the reaction speed of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Even if I can't kill him in one blow, I can at least injure him severely and repeat it once or twice."
Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord snorted. He had already expected the current situation. As long as he repeated it once or twice, he would be able to kill Lu Xiaotian or Xiang Qingcheng. Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord would not bat an eyelid even if he lost ten times more, or even dozens of times more, let alone a few skeletal warships.
On the other hand, choosing to conceal oneself between these bone wheels would allow one to rely on the extremely dense ghostly qi in this place to conceal one's aura to the greatest extent. After suffering from the Eighteen Men of Gold in the ice cave, Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord came back unprepared.
In the sky, the morale of the human cultivators was high. Xiang Kuo's defense was already amazing. After refining part of the Dragon Essence, his strength had reached a new level. Even a True Meaning ghostly Ghostly Lord was in a difficult position against Xiang Kuo. At this moment, Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord crushed a gray ball. Purple Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord. Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord was a mid-stage Ghostly Ghostly King. He was mixed White Ghostly Ghostly Lord.
"Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord" Ghostly Purple Crocodile Ghostly Ghostly Ghostly Ghostly Lord.
Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord was shocked. Among all the Soul Formation experts that he knew, other than the few that had participated in the battle, the rest had all died. But where did these three Soul Formation Stage Primordial Spirits come from? Could it be that the silver-haired kid was the same as him? Was he purposely setting up a deceptive formation, waiting for him to fall into a trap so that he could gang up on him with the other Deity Transformation cultivators?
The Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord naturally did not know that Lu Xiaotian had three Soul Formation Realm Primordial Spirits in his body. The Snow Region Demon Deer, Venerable Ghostly Flame, and Long Shi were the three old monsters. Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng had ordered the Eighteen Men of Gold to massacre the Ghost Race army, striking the Ghosts at the most crucial moment. Lu Xiaotian would not relax his vigilance because of this.
With the help of Long Shi and the others, he was on guard against sneak attacks from all directions. After all, they were facing the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord, a super expert who could kill Soul Formation cultivators. They could not afford to be careless. The Eighteen Men of Gold might be able to withstand a blow, but Wu Yu, especially Xiang Qingcheng, was far from being able to withstand the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord's attack.
However, on the chaotic battlefield, there were humans and Ghosts fighting everywhere. A large number of ghostly birds were flying everywhere. Danger was everywhere. The Snow Region Demon Deer and the others were only in their Primordial Spirit state. They were still weaker than the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord. The Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord had changed his appearance and concealed his aura. It was not easy to find him.
"So it was just a bluff." Soon, the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord sneered. He had killed the Snow Region Demon Deer with his own hands. The other party's Primordial Spirit had appeared here most likely because the other party had used some special means.
After understanding the reason, the White Bone Falcon that the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord had transformed into shot towards Xiang Qingcheng. Between the silver-haired kid and Xiang Qingcheng, it was obvious that the silver-haired kid had more Men of Gold under his control. Xiang Qingcheng was weaker in comparison. If the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord could take this opportunity to kill him and not give the silver-haired kid another chance, the situation would be settled.
"He's coming, but he's too fast!" The Snow Region Demon Deer and Long Shi had discovered the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord's tracks at almost the same time. They immediately warned Lu Xiaotian. However, as the two old monsters had said, the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord was a Soul Formation old monster. Lu Xiaotian could use the Instant Mirror to dodge the full speed of the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord. However, Xiang Qingcheng might not be able to react in time.
Even if he managed to escape with his life, it was inevitable that he would be severely injured. At the level of the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord, even the aftermath of his attack was not something that a Nascent Soul stage cultivator could easily withstand.
"Die!" The Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord extended his palm and clapped the void. The space within a radius of a thousand feet was engulfed. Streaks of purple light were like sharp blades that sliced through the air. The monstrous ghostly aura and the shockwaves caused by the Soul Formation old monster's attack made the humans shudder in fear. The Ghost Clan army's morale, which had been declining, rose once again. This was especially so when they saw the boastful Lu Xiaotian being smashed into pieces by the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord. There was no doubt that this was a stark contrast to the previous challenge.
Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng were sliced into pieces by the blade-like purple light. However, there was no smell of blood.
"We've been fooled. How is this possible!" The Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord's eyes bulged. The expressions of Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng before him could not be faked. Furthermore, the two of them had been in his line of sight all along. How could they have faked it under his nose? How could a mere Nascent Soul stage cultivator have such means? Where had they gone?
"Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord, good move indeed!" Lu Xiaotian's voice reverberated again. At this moment, an ancient mirror appeared in the void. The space around the ancient mirror rippled like water. Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng walked out of the rippling water hand in hand.
Before he could even finish his sentence, the eighteen golden figures had already arrived and surrounded Zi Crocodile Ghostly Lord.
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