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Chapter 645: Marshal Tianpeng

He was still ten feet away, and his five fingers were already inserted into the head of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Even when he hit the old demon, his afterimage was still there. This was terrifying, just like teleportation.

Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen inserted their fingers into the head of the old demon Black Mountain when they saw Xin Han's attack and showed surprise smiles, but the smiles were frozen on their faces.

With a bang, the tall and vague figure on the Bone Altar suddenly turned into a fog under the attack of Xin Han, dissipated in the void.

If the old monster in Black Mountain was killed by Xin Hanyi, no one would believe it.

Xin Han fell on the Bone Altar, with countless skulls under his feet. He looked around and focused on finding the traces of the old demon. Suddenly, countless dry bone arms stretched out from the Bone Altar and grabbed him.

Even the altar under his feet was cracked, and more than a dozen dead bone arms had already grabbed his ankles and calves, and they were tore down hard, trying to pull Xin Han into the inside of the altar and finally become the part of the altar.

At the same time, the proud laughter of the old demon in Black Mountain came from the void: "You are all going to die... Kill them for me!"

After he finished speaking, the countless ghost soldiers under the White Bone Altar suddenly rushed towards Yan Chixia and others.

Yan Chixia was about to take Wanwan and Ning Caichen for a while, but she saw Wanwan's demon blades tied left and right, rushing towards countless ghost soldiers.

The two blades of the demon in Wanwan's hand were made of demon iron outside the sky, which specializes in breaking the qi and has great lethality to the ghost soul. She rushed into the army of Yin soldiers and was like entering a state of no one, without a united enemy.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia shook her head and sighed, took out the magic sword and pulled Ning Caichen and rushed in with Wanwan.

Besides, Xin Han was already grabbed by the arm of a hundred dead bones at this time. He was not moving at all, not because he could not get rid of it, but because he was waiting for the Black Mountain Old Demon to appear.

But the old demon of Black Mountain actually never showed up again after it turned into fog and dissipated.

The Bone Altar had a new movement. Rasin Han, the dry bone arm, did not move, so he stuck countless tentacle-like things out of his skull's hollow eye sockets and his mouth.

It's fine with dry bones and arms, but Xin Han would never allow these disgusting tentacles to touch him. He suddenly activated the qi and blood magic power, and yelled the old dragon to shake his armor, the carp exploded with scales, and the air waves that could be seen in the naked eye were bursting out all over his body.

Under the rush of his qi and blood, all the hissing sounds of his dry bones and arms that grabbed him instantly turned into black air and dissipated in the darkness.

Those tentacles and rattans also dissipated like the spring sun and the snow melted.

Xin Han snorted coldly, avoiding the sound of bombing with one foot, and the spiral force came out from his feet, and the skeletons under his feet were broken into bone powder.

That's not all. The spiral force was like a knife twisting straight downward, and the skeletons were shattered and extended to the entire altar. In just a moment, the bone altar collapsed, leaving only Xin Han standing on the verge of emptiness.

He glanced at Wanwan and Yan Chixia, and protected Ning Caichen in the middle. Countless ghost soldiers could not get close to him, but the two were dealing with the attack of the evil ghost dressed in the previous general.

The evil ghost was very difficult to deal with, with quick attacks and exquisite tricks, and had a lot of things to do. He wandered among other ghost soldiers to find opportunities for sneak attacks, which made Yan Chixia and Wanwan a little busy.

"Brother Xin, stop watching the fun. This ghost general is very difficult. You save Xiaoqian first. Come and help!" Yan Chixia saw Xin Han standing in the void and looked around, and couldn't help but shout.

"Noisy! How my young master acts, you can actually speak out!" Before Xin Han could speak, Wanwan, who joined forces with him to fight the enemy, spoke first.

Yan Chixia then remembered that the pair of dogs and men were both lunatics, and immediately looked bitter: "I can't talk too much, your young master will do whatever he wants!"

He was really afraid that he would go against this aunt's will, so he would just be done with it here.

"Then the old demon in Black Mountain has escaped!" Xin Han waited, but the old demon just didn't show up. He sighed, but the demon pill had not been picked out yet.

The body flashed and arrived beside Nie Xiaoqian. Zhang Dinghun Talisman put her into the spell and put her into the Void Ring. Then he shook his hand. The thousand-year-old thunder-striking peach wood sword was in his hand. The sword was swung out, and the huge sword aura more than ten feet long carried the thunder and yang energy on the peach wood sword, killing all the Yin soldiers and ghosts within the range of the sword aura.

"Kill!" Xin Han's voice was soft, and the peach wood sword in his hand flew up and down. At the same time, more than ten feet of sword aura rushed back and forth among the Yin soldiers.

He also thought it was slow to kill, so he patted his chest and took out the Tianpeng treasure seal and said, "The three gods of Su Xiao, the three gods of Kuilong, the powerful sword god king, kill the evil and destroy the traces. Please invite the Marshal of the Northern Tianpeng!"

He suddenly threw the treasure seal into the sky. The treasure seal was activated by his spell magic power, but it did not fall, but instead floated above Xin Han. Suddenly, it transformed into a shadow of the god general, and the treasure seal was on the shadow of the god general's forehead.

This god stood in the void with a footsteps of ten feet tall and short, with a golden armor, and a nine-toothed rake in his hand, and a cold light flashed. After appearing, he saw the evil ghost running around and snorted coldly.

After the snorted coldly, all the ghost soldiers paused for a moment except the ghost general. At this moment, the nine-toothed rake in the hand of the god general swept across the thousands of troops, as if they were covering the world in an instant, becoming infinitely large. All the ghost soldiers were swept away by the god general rake.

What's even more amazing is that Yan Chixia and the other two who fought against these ghost soldiers did not receive any influence. It seemed that the power of the raking was only useful to ghosts.

The god general only used a move and disappeared without a trace. The Tianpeng Seal also fell from the air. Xin Han looked at the Tianpeng Seal and saw that the treasure that had been raised by him had become a little dim at this moment, and immediately put it in the Danzhong to nourish it with true essence.

The ghost general dozens of feet away summoned a ghost war horse and rushed towards the black mountain in the distance. The cold snorted just now made him feel like he was struck by lightning, but he did not hold him back.

So the ghost general knew it immediately, and Xun escaped from the attack range before the god general's move was released, so he saved his life.

Of course, this is also because Xin Han has limited magic power. If he had been practicing for several years and used this move, he might be able to summon Marshal Tianpeng, which would not be the image of this phantom. At that time, let alone this ghost general, even the Yin Realm would be greatly shocked.

Xin Han took a step forward, and at the same time he had already blocked the Yin Ling mount, and he fanned out his palm and hit the horse's head. The ghostly horse's voice neighed and fell to the ground with a long thunderous voice.

Then he attacked the flame knife and cut off the horse's head, and the horse disappeared in front of him in an instant.

The ghost general was killed and floated to the distance, but suddenly his body was suffocated, but Xin Han pinched his neck: "Say, where has the old monster in Black Mountain gone?"

This ghost general was tough: "If you want to kill, kill. Don't say too much, it's just a scattered soul!"

Xin Han's eyes were so fierce that he wanted to kill the ghost general, but Yan Chixia stopped him from a distance.

After Yan Chixia caught up, she said to the ghost general: "Say, how much money can you burn for you to tell us about the news of Black Mountain?"

The ghost general who had a loyal face immediately changed his face to a flattering expression: "You have already talked about money! If you want to know, just ask."
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