Martial Saint!.

Chapter 411 Crisis is Coming (asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)
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In a woodland.

Wang Xian and Lin Xia were like two streams of light, one black and one white, with their spears and swords colliding.

At the beginning, both of them used the "Tiger Asking for the Way Fist", sometimes shrinking the ground into an inch, and sometimes the tiger worshiping the moon, and they won and lost alternately.

But later they found out that they were all taught by the same master, and since they couldn't break each other's moves, they turned to fighting with cold weapons.

Fuyun Xiaoyaodao was better at speed, and combined with Wang Xian's lightning-fast gun skills, he once forced Lin Xia to retire.

Lin Xia's kingly way is to use big and powerful moves, with a sword that is longer than hers, to split Mount Hua with all her might, and she is unstoppable!

After a thrilling battle, Lin Xia was still slightly better.

Wang Xian smiled and said, "Senior sister is still amazing."

Lin Xia put away her sword and stood with her arms folded across her chest: "Junior brother, you have grown very fast. If I hadn't comprehended the killer move [Flying Star] of the "Fei Tian Qiong Qi Shen" and improved my body skills to a higher level, it would be hard to say who would win or lose. Damn it, you and Junior Brother, each one is more perverted than the other. The new generation is replacing the old one, and I will soon fall out of favor."

Wang Xian shrugged: "No, you are Master's little cotton-padded jacket."

Lin Xia: "Master doesn't know when he will find us a mistress."

Wang Xian and Lin Xia were both raised by Wang Changming since childhood. They were more like father and master than master.

Therefore, even if Lu Chenzhou has better talent, Lao Wang would not show too much pampering and always treat him equally.

Suddenly, Wang Xian's brows tightened, and he thrust his spear fiercely toward the void behind him.

The spear tip that could pierce gold and split stone was held by a pair of white jade hands. The long red nails exuded an enchanting beauty.

A deep red crack appeared in the void, and a strange fog poured out from the crack, instantly covering an area of ​​several miles.

“Not good. Being able to travel through the void and create a large-scale ghost den, it must be a ghost king-level existence.” Wang Xian retracted his spear.

Lin Xia also noticed something strange. She raised her eyebrows, swept across with domineering power, and cleared the fog. She held a long sword in her hand and slashed down with the power of the metal element of heaven and earth.

The blade pressed down horizontally, transforming into the image of a giant bloody tiger.

Tiger Demon Soul-Breaking Sword·Red Tiger Roaring Sun!

This is the lower-level divine sword technique that she has mastered, which has been perfected, and she has also comprehended a killing move that can mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

Even a master at the final stage would not be able to resist this sword head-on.

However, a figure with disheveled hair and a red robe suddenly walked out of the crack in the void.

“You don’t know what you can do!” The Red Death Ghost King pushed his right hand forward, and blood mist rolled in, gathering into a blood ancient umbrella.

The red tiger crashed into the blood-colored ancient umbrella and was bounced back violently, disappearing into thin air.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xia's face turned fierce, and she sent a message to Wang Xian: "Junior brother, help me to hold this demon king back for a while, I still have a trump card of the master that I haven't used yet."

Wang Changming gave each of his disciples three trump cards, but Wang Xian and Lu Chenzhou had already used them all.

Behind Wang Xian, the spirit of the mountain king burst out, as if possessed by a tiger god, and his momentum was already close to the end of the Grandmaster level.

Obviously, he used the method of burning his essence, energy and spirit to sublimate it.

The disparity between the enemy and us is too great. If we don't do this, we won't even have a chance to escape.

Boom! Wang Xian rushed forward, and his spear stirred up the ghostly fog, as dense as rain.

The Red Death Ghost King's body was elusive, and he easily dodged Wang Xian's attack with an incredible speed.

Occasionally, a few bullets would land on his body, but they were blocked by the force field around his body, without even having to use the ghost's ability to become virtual.

Wang Xian was in a heavy mood: "This demon king's aura is only at the level of a master of the realm, but his strength is far superior."

The only option now is Lin Xia's life-saving sword energy.

Puff - the sound of armor breaking was heard. Lin Xia looked at the spear that pierced his right chest, and saw Li Minghuang walking out from the side of the fog with a spear in his hand.

"The response was quick."

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he felt a terrifying aura erupting: "Oh no, she is going to use the sect's trump card!"

The Red Death Ghost King on the other side also changed his expression. He immediately stretched out a finger and pointed at the air.

A crack in the void appeared around Lin Xia, and a number of scarlet ghost claws emerged from it, hugged her and dragged her into the void.

Before Lin Xia disappeared, a beam of Vermillion Bird sword energy slashed out towards the direction of the Red Death Ghost King.

The Red Death Ghost King's body suddenly dispersed and disappeared in the mist, avoiding the fatal blow.

The ghost king's muffled groan could be vaguely heard, and it was obvious that he was still killed.

This familiar sword energy made the Red Sorrow Ghost King fly into a rage after he appeared: "It's that damn Wang Changming again!"

The Grand Master's sword energy is too powerful.

Its intangible body was touched and half of it was cut off. As the ghost fog came, it slowly healed.

But its momentum had weakened a little and was no longer as terrifying as before.

Wang Xian yelled hysterically, "Go to hell!"

Lin Xia was dragged away by this ghost using strange means of void teleportation, and she was probably in great danger.

This is one of the most important relatives he has in the world.

The Red Death Ghost King said sternly: "You two, capture him for me, don't kill him, I want to plant the Ghost Slave Mark on him."

Wang Xian fought one against two and soon fell below. He asked, "You actually colluded with the demons?!"

He originally thought that the Qin family was just an old-fashioned family that followed the old ways, but their principles still existed.

Unexpectedly, they even gave up the bottom line of being human.

Qin Xiao is a senior member of the Qin family. He doesn't believe that old Qin Hui is unaware of this matter.

If he could successfully get out, he would have to report the matter to the Council of All Nations. Qin Xiao remained calm in response to Wang Xian's questioning. When he became a ghost slave, he lost his freedom.

The downfall of the Qin family, and even the end of the world, actually had nothing to do with him.

A powerful mental force attacked and invaded Wang Xian's mind.

He struggled desperately, but due to the trauma he had just suffered, the Red Death Ghost King's breath was unstable. He tried several times but failed to leave a mark.

Suddenly, its expression changed, and it quickly left Wang Xian's mind: "Madman, you actually burned the essence of your soul to fight against me..."

Once the essence of the soul is damaged, it is extremely difficult to recover, even gods cannot save it.

Wang Xian took this opportunity to break free from his restraints, but before he could get out of the fog, he fell into darkness and fell to the ground.

The Red Death Ghost King transformed into a ghost claw and grabbed towards Wang Xian.

Whoosh! A stream of light pierced through the mist, fell from the sky, and tore the ghost claw apart. It was the Xuantian Broken River Sword.

In the distance, Bai Feng was rushing towards them, and Lu Chenzhou had a ferocious look on his face and was extremely arrogant.

As he thought about it, the royal domain descended with a bang, and his aura forcibly squeezed into the ghost den, sweeping away an area.

Wang Xian fell on the back of the tiger-eagle beast, and his life or death was unknown.

The tiger-eagle beast flew away into the air, far away from the battlefield.

The Red Death Ghost King did not chase after him. Instead, he looked at Lu Chenzhou and immediately showed a satisfied look. "Yes, this body is too perfect."

Lu Chenzhou glanced at Qin Xiao and Li Minghuang.

The two brothers felt a tightness in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by the god of death.

Qin Xiao said: "Grandma Hong, this person's methods are extraordinary. You have to be careful next time to avoid a capsize in the gutter."

Red clouds rolled in from all directions, surrounding Lu Chenzhou.

The moment the two force fields collided, it was like the Yellow River and the Bohai Sea connecting, invisible air waves rushed into the sky, the red fog rolled back, and the void twisted.

Lu Chenzhou's immortal holy armor appeared around him, and he said to himself: "This kind of momentum feels between the fourth and fifth realms."

He drew out the Tiger Soul Spear, and the way of the world lingered above it.

In an instant, his body sank and disappeared into the fog.

Immediately afterwards, a ghost hand emerged from the void and grabbed nothing.

Somewhere in the fog, the Red Death Ghost King was hiding. He did not rush forward to fight, but used long-range means to test Lu Chenzhou's strength.

"This boy's perception is so strong that he can actually detect the means I hide in the void."

Behind it, pale ghost hands stretched out into the void and disappeared.

At the same time, no matter where Lu Chenzhou flew, as long as he was in a den of ghosts, ghost hands might tear through the void and attack him at any time, making it impossible to defend against them.

Fortunately, the Immortal Holy Armor once again performed its duty. Even this kind of magical attack could not break through its defense for the time being.

But Lu Chenzhou couldn't be happy. In the ghost den, the consumption of the holy armor seemed to be accelerated.

Although he had just mastered the horizontal training magic skill, it was still unknown whether he could withstand the attack of this peak ghost king.

If it was a demon king of the same realm, he would not be afraid of him.

As soon as he thought of this, he found a direction and rushed forward, tearing through the fog with the power of his king and breaking through the air.

During this period, there was constant harassment from Li Minghuang and Qin Xiao.

The two knew that they were no match for Lu Chenzhou in a head-on battle, so they took advantage of the hidden dangers and fought a guerrilla war, moving to another place after each shot.

Above the dense forest, red clouds rolled, like a bloody world, separating the inside and the outside.

A quarter of an hour later, Lu Chenzhou stopped and looked at the endless blood-red fog.

"Ghost Wall..."

Monsters have their own monster domains, which can influence celestial phenomena within a certain range and mobilize the power of heaven and earth, similar to celestial master.

But when it comes to this kind of force field, the strongest one is the ghost.

A powerful Ghost King can basically give birth to a ghost den.

In the old days, some ancient forbidden areas or strange places were actually the means of the ghost king. Once you entered, you would be in danger of death.

The scope and complexity of the ghost den determines the strength of the ghost king.

Most ghost dens rely on illusions to trap their enemies.

But there is a special kind of ghost den that can subtly affect space, making those who are trapped in it unable to get out forever.

This is the "ghost wall".

Ghost wall is a method used by high-level ghosts and is often only mastered by great ghost kings or even celestial ghosts.

Once encountered, there is a high chance of death!
Lu Chenzhou didn't know the details of the Red Death Ghost King and thought he was just an ordinary peak ghost king. He planned to go deep into the ghost den and kill him, but the ghost den collapsed without any attack.

However, they don’t know that the Red Death Ghost King was once a celestial ghost. Even though he has fallen in level, he is still far more difficult to deal with than the peak ghost kings.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

The Red Death Ghost King hid deep in the ghost den. He looked at Lu Chenzhou who was running around like a headless fly and said with a smile, "It seems that I was too cautious. Although this boy has a strong body and mental strength of an ordinary ghost king, he is still far behind me. When this boy's strength is exhausted, he will be defeated without any attack!"

Just as the thought came to his mind, a majestic silhouette of a mountain king suddenly appeared behind the Red Death Ghost King, with eyes as bright as torches, piercing through the mist.

"So you are here."

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