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Three thousand war ghosts came out in formation, their murderous aura soaring into the sky solidified.

Different from the previous ghost formation with swords as long as a forest and armor as strong as a wall,

This formation is filled with solemn and solemn killings!

Some war ghosts are pierced by thousands of arrows, but they stagger forward regardless.

Some had both arms broken, but they carried their comrades who had lost both legs on their backs. The two of them entered with knives in one body.

Some of the heads had fallen off, but they were still holding them in their hands and shouting "Fight!"

……

To the northwest of the Fighting Platform, countless clouds intertwined into dozens of floating pavilions, which was where the people from Wangui Peak were watching the battle.

Gui Ji Yin Sou nodded expressionlessly.

A man next to him was stroking his long beard with his hand, and nodded in praise: "Elder Tong, this disciple, is indeed extremely talented in formations."

The person on the opposite side also gave a low high-five and echoed: "In the Cruel Jue Battle Formation, there should be a form of Condensing Ghost Heavenly Snake. Even the inner disciples with level six or above of Condensing Zhen, there are not many inner disciples who can stop it."

"This second-level Ningzhen might be the one with the lowest cultivation level who died in the Cruel Jue Battle Formation."

"When a lion fights a rabbit, he uses all his strength and has a good nature. Brother Tong is very lucky."

At this time, on the fighting stage, Shen Xu retreated behind the beautiful female ghost, raised his feather fan, and said in a loud voice:

"Junior Brother Jiang is worthy of being a disciple of Master Zheng Feng.

What a skill!

What a plan!

At present, I only have three thousand broken ghost soldiers left, with just enough power to strike.

Let me ask my junior brother for advice, please! "

Before he finished speaking, all the countless murderous and resentful auras above the ghost formation turned into a ten-foot-long sky snake.

The beautiful female ghost twisted her delicate body and gracefully landed on the forehead of the heavenly snake. The boundless ghost energy followed the blue hair and penetrated deeply into the snake's body. In just one breath, the entire ghost body was completely embedded in the snake's body. Among the heavenly snakes.

The snake opened its mouth, and boundless ghost screams rose into the sky.

A smart and dangerous light appeared in Tian She's originally dark and dusty eyes, coldly reflecting Jiang Moshu's figure.

The condensing ghost turned into reality, and the heavenly snake struck!

In the eyes of thousands of monks, this ten-foot-long celestial snake spiraled up and charged towards Jiang Moshu with boundless murderous spirit.

Jiang Moshu also threw away the bone hammer and smashed it towards Shen Xu in the air. There was no sound of breaking through the air, nor was there the power of demonic fire, but it didn't have the slightest smell of fireworks.

Seeing the Heavenly Snake approaching, he made a sword gesture with his left hand, and dozens of silver shuttles appeared behind him, totaling thirty-six Heavenly Gangs.

White Bones Cutting Gang—Destroy foreign thieves!

With one finger stroke of the sword formula, all thirty silver shuttles disappeared and turned into giant white bone swords, nailing the sky snake like wild thunder and lightning.

hiss!

Roar!

The air waves that lifted the sky violently rushed around, and the bluestones on the ground splashed out like soft mud.

All the runes around the battle platform lit up, but half of the runes were already crumbling.

blocked!

At least half of the monks watching the battle screamed in surprise, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami roaring.

In the void, thirty-six giant bone swords pinned the ten-foot-long Heavenly Snake to death. The Heavenly Snake kept changing, but it could not break free at all.

Actually blocked? !

At this moment, Shen Xu's eyes when he looked at Jiang Moshu were as cold as ice, and there was no longer any carelessness on his face.

Soon enough, the bone hammer thrown by Jiang Moshu just now was approaching the remnant ghost army.

The next moment, monstrous demonic fire burst out.

When encountering rocks, melting rocks, encountering armies being destroyed, countless demonic fires and demonic flames broke through the war ghost army formation, surrounding the Ying White Bone Hammer and rushing straight towards Chen Xu.

"Well, he also has a cloud talisman on his body, plus several other protective spiritual weapons, which is enough to protect him."

Gui Ji Yinsou murmured to himself, and was about to use his magical power to see more clearly.

The bone hammer was already three feet away from Shen Xu.

In the eyes of all the monks, Shen Xu had just offered a protective talisman, and five evil spirits with human heads suddenly emerged from the bone hammer.

One of them bit the magic talisman in one bite, and the other four pounced into Shen Xu's body.

A scream came out and immediately stopped.

boom!

Chen Xu was smashed by the bone hammer, the leader of the Six Yangs, and his chest and abdomen were all eaten away by evil spirits.

With a single move, the bone-locking heart-locking hammer flew back in an instant, and landed lightly in Jiang Moshu's hand, only to see him slam the hammer to the ground and say in a loud voice:

"In this battle, I, White Bone Peak, narrowly won, thank you all for witnessing!"

……

"I didn't expect that Mo Shu's fighting skills were so strong and sharp. It was me and the Jiang family who delayed him."

Jiang Moling let out a long breath, feeling as if he was in a dream, and his wrapped hands couldn't help but pinch each other hard.

From the moment Jiang Moshu came on stage, he stood on the terrace with his hands clasped, saying nothing, thinking of sending his brother off for the last time.

Unexpectedly, the battle of wits would take a turn.

The Wangui Peak Shenxu whom everyone was unanimously optimistic about was defeated at the hands of his clan brother in the blink of an eye and died.

I thought I had found a way out for Mo Shu and the Jiang family.

But I am getting old and have lost my courage and diligence.

Funny!

Jiang Moling couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

Under the mask, the corners of his mouth could not stop grinning.

……

Above the cloudy pavilion, there was total silence.

All the people were speechless, and those who stood far away could not help but tremble with their heads lowered.

After a long time, Gui Ji Yinsou said calmly: "If the younger generation can win, can't they lose?"

A ghost concubine brought a cup of tea. Yin Sou took a small sip, drank the cup gently, and sneered a few times:

"Hehe, he is a master of bone cutting and weapon refining. If it wasn't for sniping at Wangui Peak, she, Zheng Yuqing, wouldn't be willing to take it out."

Seeing that Yin Sou was the first to speak, the others looked at each other cautiously before speaking one after another.

"It's really unexpected that you can actually refine the White Bone Slashing Gang at the second level of Ningzhen!"

"The White Bone Peak has never been happy with sect affairs, why is it so high-profile this time?"

"Although it's one against six, it's still not possible to achieve full success. It's a pity that Shen Xu's ghost talent is rare. It's rare to see it in a hundred years."

While everyone was talking, the entire Yin Yun Pavilion quietly disappeared in mid-air and disappeared into the battle platform.

……

On top of the Bone Boat, Xuan Yi Ningzhen stood up with a look of surprise on his face:

"I don't think this Jiang Moshu's skill in weapon refining and purity of sword energy are far beyond what I, an old man, can see. I'm ashamed to say it!"

Then he bowed his hand to Zheng Yuqing and said, "Thanks to the peak master's divine eyes, I discovered this pure jade and pure gold."

After a pause, Fang congratulated loudly: "Congratulations to the peak master, this battle between the seven peaks has made our peak famous far and wide."

Su Huanrou twisted her fingers as hard as green onions, and although she was unwilling to do so, she immediately said:

"Congratulations to the Peak Master!"

"I'll congratulate the Peak Master!"

Many monks on the boat also spoke out.

Zheng Yuqing was originally lying on her side on the bone jade bed, but as the fight began, she gradually sat up, and now she was standing directly in front of the bone mirror.

I saw her turning around, with a smile on her face that was as beautiful as a dream:

“The second-level Ningzhen True Successor is waiting to be selected, but we haven’t heard of it starting yet!