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Chapter 1610

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The Ghastly Wind Battle-Ax struggled violently. However, it was not in the hands of the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord. Even if it was a magic treasure prototype, it was not that powerful. After all, there was still Xiang Huaxin, a Spirit Severing Realm old freak. After Lu Xiaotian swallowed the Green Toad old freak's spirit essence, his combat strength was not much weaker than the injured Xiang Huaxin. With the two of them working together, the Ghastly Wind Battle-Ax was bound tightly.

After a series of attacks, the ferocious flames on the Ghastly Wind Battle-Ax gradually faded. Not long after, the ferocious ghostly aura turned into a wail. Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed. While the Ghastly Wind Battle-Ax was heavily injured, he took the opportunity to put it into a Sumeru Ring.

"Haha, great. Even that old freak's battle-ax has been taken. The outcome of this battle is set!" Xiang Kuo laughed loudly.

"Let's go. The Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord has already run far away. Don't cause any more trouble. " Lu Xiaotian heaved a sigh of relief. Previously, when he worked together with Xiang Huaxin to suppress the Ghastly Wind Battle-Ax, only a small portion of the Green Toad old freak's spirit essence was used. Even if something unexpected happened later, he still had the strength to fight.

In the distant sky, the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord's Crocodile Dragon shadow spat out another dragon breath, hitting the huge blade wheel. With a loud boom, the 18 blades exploded and flew towards the 18 Golden Men.

At this moment, the 18 Golden Men that were suppressing the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord roared in unison. They retreated quickly and caught their blades. Before the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord could heave a sigh of relief, the blade was held horizontally at his waist. His entire body spun rapidly with the blade. The 18 Golden Men spun faster and faster. Soon, the saber Qi formed tornadoes.

"Revolving Heaven and Earth!"

The 18 blades of blade qi formed a tornado and attacked the Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord and the Crocodile Dragon shadow.

The dragon breath of the Crocodile Dragon Shadow and the ferocious attacks of Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord kept pushing back the whirlwind in front of them. However, the whirlwind formed by the other saber qis was just a hair's breadth away.

There were three streaks of ice, wind, and lightning, and fifteen streaks of metal. Looking from afar, the whirlwind formed by the eighteen streaks of blade qi actually formed an extremely profound formation. They linked up and did not give Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord a chance to catch his breath.

Xiang Huaxin was shocked as well. The Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord's strength had reached an unimaginable level. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to last long under such terrifying attacks. He would be killed by the Eighteen Golden Men like the One-eyed Devilman. Purple Alligator Ghostly Lord had fought the 18 Men of Gold alone for such a long time.

At this moment, Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord also saw Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Huaxin, and the others approaching. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He had completely lost his connection with the Underworld Wind Battle Axe. The Underworld Wind Battle Axe that he had spent so much blood and sweat to refine actually died prematurely just like that.

Boom! At this moment, a sound that sounded like an explosion came from afar. Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord's face flashed with glee as he spat out a mouthful of essence energy. At this moment, the Tri-Elemental Golden Men of Ice, Wind, and Thunder formed a whirlwind and attacked. However, Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already a few miles away.

Gusts of wind swept out again.

Bam! Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord was hit by one of the whirlwinds and staggered in the air. However, Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord had no intention of staying. He waved his hand and called back the Crocodile Dragon phantom. Then, with an unimaginable speed, he charged towards the Qin Tribe's territory. He no longer cared about the battle between the humans and ghosts.

The violent explosion from before was still going on. In the depths of the Star Field Ghostly Plain, the Lone Peak that was chained by countless white bone chains had been uprooted. The rocks on the surface of the Lone Peak were falling off in large amounts as golden light shone from within.

"Great Emperor's Golden Sword. That's the Great Emperor's Golden Sword!" At this moment, among the humans who were fighting, two ghost-masked men in black looked at the huge golden sword in the sky that was soon engulfed by the endless Ghost Qi and muttered to themselves. This man was actually the Fu Clan's Patriarch, Fu Yong, who had been fighting with the Ghost Clan before, but had now circled around to this place. Fu Yong's eyes were filled with fanaticism and regret. Although the Great Emperor's Golden Sword was an inheritance left behind by the Great Emperor Qin Ling to the Qin Tribe, no one from the Qin Tribe could take it now.

The Great Emperor's Golden Sword was pulled up by countless white bone chains and locked in mid-air. The ghostly aura in the Star Field Ghostly Plain seemed to have lost control as it broke the restrictions around the Great Emperor's Golden Sword. It followed the white bone chains and rushed towards the end of the Qin Tribe's territory.

Boom! Boom! Four huge whirlpools formed in the Qin Tribe's territory and rose slowly from the ground into the air. Those whirlpools had different auras. Just by looking at them from afar, one would feel as though they could devour time and space.

Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord continued to flee. Luo Zhongting also abandoned Dongfang Yi and flew towards the whirlpools that had appeared.

Back in the Qin Tribe's territory, Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord and Luo Zhongting stood in front of the four huge whirlpools. Su Qing and the green-armored skeleton waved the array flags in their hands. Streams of pure ghostly power were guided into one of the whirlpools by the array flags. Once enough ghostly power was absorbed into the whirlpool, a blurry shadow would appear. It was hard to see clearly. It looked like flowing stones in the endless void and also like a windstorm in the void.

"To think that you have been forced to such a state. Do you have any other moves?" Luo Zhongting frowned as he looked at Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord.

"Even the Dark Wind Battleaxe has been taken away by the human brat. What other moves can I have? The power of the Eighteen Men of Gold is far beyond our imagination. If we continue fighting, I will only lose!" Purple Crocodile Ghostly Lord said with a solemn face. "But looking at the situation of the human brat, he doesn't seem to have the intention to kill us all."

"He has his considerations after all." Luo Zhongting chuckled. He did not know if Lu Xiaotian was concerned about his daughter. Luo Zhongting snapped his fingers and a few black-robed skeletons flew over with the unconscious Luo Ping 'er in tow.

"Lu Daoyou, the Great Emperor's Golden Sword has been activated. The ghostly qi in the Star Field Ghostly Plain has gone out of control. Under the guidance of the Bone Wheels and White Bone Chains, it is surging towards the Four Gates of Heaven Yuan. If we don't control it, the Ghostly Origin Gate will continue to expand and squeeze the other passageways into the endless void. At that time, no one will be able to leave this world." At this moment, Fu Yong and a few other Qin Tribe cultivators looked solemn. When Luo Ping 'er appeared, they had arrived one after another.

"Got it!" Lu Xiaotian nodded. With his Spiritual Consciousness, the Eighteen Men of Gold placed their long sabers at their waists and spun rapidly. They used Swirling Heaven and Earth again. Like eighteen whirlwinds, they swept across the world. Wherever the whirlwinds passed, the Bone Chains were cut off one after another. After the boundless ghostly qi from the Star Field Ghostly Plain lost its transmission channel, it immediately scattered everywhere.

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