Xiao Xuan is not a person who likes to trust others. He really trusts only himself. Therefore, even when facing a ghost emperor saying that he wants to be his war soul, Xiao Xuan seemed to show a heart-warming expression, but in his heart, he increased his vigilance to 200%. There is a possibility of a pie falling from the sky, but Xiao Xuan believes that the person who was hit by the pie will definitely not be himself. Therefore, at this time, facing the ancient tree roots thrown by the ghost emperor, Xiao Xuan directly sacrificed the Dragon Sword and slashed down without hesitation. From a distance, it was like an electric dragon being stimulated from the Dragon Sword and directly hitting the ancient tree roots. For a moment, the lightning was turbulent, and the space around was washed by the power of lightning, and the nearby blood evil spirits suddenly became much thinner. The Dragon Sword is now refined by Xiao Xuan, and the power of thunder crystals is almost coming out of it.

The Dragon Slaying Sword slashed the so-called ancient tree roots, but it screamed. It was true that the entire face of the Ghost Emperor and the Ghost Emperor were twisted at this time. The already blue face looked even more dark and gloomy at this time. The truth was revealed. The Ghost Emperor had put a trap, but Xiao Xuan didn't put it.

"As the Ghost King, don't you feel it's too disgraceful to use this trick?" Xiao Xuan bounced his fingers on the Dragon Sword. The Dragon Sword made a crisp tremor, and there was unabashed sarcasm and disdain in his words.

"Hehe, as the emperor, I have been imprisoned here for countless years. I have long since no one knows what dignity is and what face is."

The Ghost Emperor stared at Xiao Xuan coldly, and then he rose from the sky from the imperial carriage. The evil aura around began to condense toward the Ghost Emperor. Then the Ghost Emperor waved his hand and behind him, there were hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers. These ghost soldiers were soldiers and priests under the Ghost Emperor during their lifetime. Even after death, their souls were not only swallowed by the Ghost Emperor, but also enslaved by him. Their methods were already the same as those of Qin Shihuang.

"Abnormal." Xiao Xuan said two words lightly, and then the seven kings of hell roared together, like a tiger coming out of the cage, and rushed into the ghost army.

These ghost soldiers seem to be numerous, but their soul essence has been swallowed up by the Ghost Emperor, and what is left is just a sign of it. Even the most powerful priests or warriors during their lifetime are no different from ordinary resentful ghosts at this time. In Xiao Xuan's opinion, these so-called ghost soldiers are actually more suitable for being cheerleaders. The Ghost Emperor is probably imprisoned here alone and lonely, so he has made these ghost soldiers accompany him.

However, Xiao Xuan noticed the changes in the roots of the ancient tree before. After Xiao Xuan fought with a sword, the thorn disappeared directly. Then the Ghost Emperor suffered a secret loss. The roots of the ancient tree were not as fake. Then, there is a possibility, that is, the Ghost Emperor has been imprisoned for so long. He has begun to try to merge with the ancient tree, and has already shown results. The previous root should be the result of the tungsten of the Ghost Emperor.

In this way, the Ghost King becomes a wave ss that cannot be avoided. In short, it is equivalent to a monster in the game. If it blows it up, it will drop things. The falling things are probably the roots of the ancient tree that the Ghost King has already merged.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said, there must be light!" The monk Qiye walked up slowly, chanting the scriptures while growing lotus step by step. For a moment, the Buddha's light shone everywhere, driving away evil spirits and cleaning up dust!

Bodhi stood far behind the two and did not participate in the battle. But even so, when she heard Qiye's words, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Qiye was a monk, she knew that, but the monk seemed a little unemployed, Buddha and demons were the same, and both Buddhists and Taoism were cultivated. At this time, she actually had a Christian atmosphere. She was worthy of being a reincarnated monk in the seventh generation. Her learning face was too wide and terrible.

"presumptuous!"

The Ghost Emperor rebuked, and the evil spirits around him boiled for a moment. Not only did he suppress the phantom of the Seven Kings of Hells, but even Qi Ye staggered. The Buddha light beside him seemed to be a candle blown by the wind, which could be extinguished at any time. The power of the Ghost Emperor is indeed terrible. Even though he had played some tricks before, it could not cover up his true strength. In fact, a strong man is very terrible, which is true, but if this strong man has no lower limit, then he will be even more terrible. He is talking about the Ghost Emperor, whether it is a human or a ghost, but he is a king, but he has no scruples in his ways.

Qiye said before that in this battle, he can only be responsible for fighting. The real protagonist is not him. Now that the Ghost Emperor is showing his power, Xiao Xuan will naturally not be idle.

Xiao Xuan did not move any other things, but stared at the Ghost King directly. Then, his soul body began to melt and turned into black flames all over the sky. The flames rolled, burning everything!

This is going to fight to the death. Monk Qiye sat cross-legged and continued to recite the scriptures. The characters "卍" kept floating towards the Ghost Emperor. Although he could not really break through the Ghost Emperor's defense, it at least brought some pressure to the Ghost Emperor. In this way, Qiye's responsibility was fulfilled. However, Xiao Xuan's desperate posture as soon as he came up also shocked Qiye slightly. You must know that this is not very consistent with Xiao Xuan's fighting style, because Xiao Xuan often won't play all his trump cards until the last moment.

The overwhelming flames of the undead were directly enveloped the Ghost Emperor. The evil spirits around him were burned into nothingness under the undead flames. The Ghost Emperor's eyes showed a solemn look. He did not expect Xiao Xuan to come up directly and use this desperate way of either you die or I die.

"Bang!"

When the Ghost Emperor was wrapped in the undead flame, a large bag bulged up from the undead flame, and then the large bag exploded. The Ghost Emperor flew out of it, but the undead flame followed closely and blocked the way. The Ghost Emperor, who had just broken free from the undead flame, had to be wrapped in another undead flame again. At the same time, the surrounding ghost troops evaporated completely when they encountered the undead flame. You need to know that the undead fire was transformed by Xiao Xuan's own soul and was definitely not comparable to ordinary undead fire.

At this moment, the starry sky seemed to have become a big boiler. In this boiler, Xiao Xuan was flames, burning everything, and the Ghost Emperor was the target of being burned. The Ghost Emperor was very aggrieved at this time, because Xiao Xuan turned into flames, and the sky was full of them. He wanted to attack Xiao Xuan, but he was struggling to find the target.

At this moment, Monk Qiye also saw Xiao Xuan's intention. Indeed, Xiao Xuan skipped other links directly, not fighting with the Ghost Emperor, nor fighting with the Ghost Emperor, but directly crushed over with the general trend, directly suppressing you, suppressing you, suppressing you, suppressing you and then suppressing you, and finally refining you, it was very simple and rough, but also very effective. At least at this time, the Ghost Emperor was tortured to no aura, running around in the starry sky, but unable to retreat from Xiao Xuan's entanglement. He had mysterious means, but he had nowhere to display it. The anger and depression in his heart were not needed.

After a while, the monk Qiye continued to recite scriptures. At this time, the scriptures moved around the Ghost Emperor, like a beacon, making the Ghost Emperor so conspicuous that it could no longer be obvious in the starry sky. It became easier for Xiao Xuan to capture and surround the Ghost Emperor.

"Do you want to refine me directly?" A sneer appeared on the Ghost Emperor's face and said, "Look, you don't have the ability to refine the roots of this ancient tree together. It took me endless years to merge this root. It is my root. It is in me. If you can't refine this root, it depends on how I refine you!"

The Ghost Emperor was also forced to be desperate by Xiao Xuan's unreasonable fighting style. At this time, he was also planning to fight his best, but he directly sacrificed the ancient tree roots. The light on the ancient tree roots was revealed, containing infinite vitality. He had the posture of being invincible to all things, and actually directly isolated a fire from the undead. The Ghost Emperor held the roots in his hand and stood in the air, as if he had gained a huge reliance.

The fire of the undead has all contracted, and Xiao Xuan condensed into the back of the group. Xiao Xuan looked a little tired. It was obvious that the previous violent suppression of the Ghost King was also a considerable consumption for him.

"Why, don't you dare to continue coming?" The Ghost Emperor showed sarcastic expression, and then his figure turned into thousands and rushed towards Xiao Xuan. After Xiao Xuan could not attack with the fire of the undead, the Ghost Emperor had room to display his abilities. In addition, he was suppressed before and felt aroused in his heart. At this time, he was impatient to use his power to repay Xiao Xuan.

However, Xiao Xuan's eyes were always staring at the ancient tree roots. Seeing that the Ghost Emperor held the roots and the other hand attacked him, Xiao Xuan just quietly pointed his eyebrows with his fingers. In an instant, a phantom appeared from the depths of the starry sky. This phantom was a phantom of the god of death. He held a sickle and wore a gray robe, representing the end of death.

At this moment, the God of Death's sickle was directly slashed down, bringing an unparalleled power, but the Ghost Emperor just held the sky with one hand and planned to block the sickle in one fell swoop. The Ghost Emperor was very confident because he did have this ability. Although Xiao Xuan's magic was powerful, it was difficult to do anything to him.

However, the Ghost Emperor miscalculated, and the God of Death's sickle did not sweep at him, but at the roots of the ancient tree.

"Bang!"

When the sickle passed by the root, it seemed as if all the connection between the root and the Ghost Emperor was cut off at this moment. The Ghost Emperor could not take back the roots directly as they did at the beginning. At this time, Bodhi, who had been very quiet next to him, moved, and the whole person turned into a white light and rushed towards the roots! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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