In the middle of the sky, the giant's virtual shadow, more than ten feet in size, if there is substance, is not powerful.

Feeling the power of the giant, for a moment, Yang Kuo didn't have the courage to do it.

No way.

How could he have such power.

This is definitely not the power that East China can have, absolutely not.

At Yang Kuo's level, you can feel the limit of the power of East China. However, it's obvious that Li Xian's power has exceeded the critical point at the moment, and all they can do is to use all kinds of methods to bypass the critical point. Since ancient times, the best choice is to ask God's skill.

These Yang Kuo don't know, but this guy is too strong.

The momentum and strength of the giant made people dare not look directly at him, and even did not have the courage to fight.

All ghosts and gods are enemies in war.

In ancient times, the blood of the God of war did not allow an ordinary monk to be presumptuous.

Long live the emperor

Long live the emperor

Long live the emperor

All of a sudden, Xue Rengui kneels on one knee, and the rosefinch army kneels down behind him, with a loud voice.

With their actions, the people around also knelt down on the ground, together with all the people to worship.

Under this kind of power, who dares to take advantage of it? In this situation, who dares to disagree with others.

Looking at the crowd's appearance, Li Xian smiles a little. Today's World War I has achieved its goal, and it's not in vain.

As far away as the capital and Mausoleum of the Qing Dynasty, conggulun, a weak man, stood in the center of the altar.

Behind her, on the incense table, is the memorial tablet of the ancestor of the Qing Dynasty. Around the altar, the light and shadow are shining and fading, and the figures of Wei'an are looming and flickering.

The descendants of the valley God of war are all here. They are integrated with the Chiyou battle axe in Li Xian's hands through the altar.

This is also the reason why Li Xian was able to summon the virtual shadow of the God of war with the projection array. This God of war is not weaker than the one in the Qinghu ruins. After all, it was supported by the Qing Dynasty families as the source of strength.

"Yang Kuo, you will not die."

In the middle of the air, Li Xian drank lightly, waved his hand, and the giant roared and smashed his hands down.

With a loud bang, Yang Kuo's body flew out more than ten feet, and his whole body was smashed on the ground like a shell, destroying countless houses.

However, without waiting for him to get up, the giant hit down again.

"Bang bang!"

This is totally an unfair teaching experience. The giant of Ares hit the ground with his fists and smashed a hollow about the size of Zhang, but Yang Kuo Gen didn't have any resistance.

The remaining disciples of the magic heaven sect looked at each other, and their faces were very ugly.

They have never seen the majestic master beaten like this.

"Why don't you run."

Several people looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. However, when they saw the red finch army around, the idea disappeared completely.

"Li Xian, I admit you surprised me, but you have lost."

Suddenly, on the ground, Yang Kuo's venomous voice came.

Li Xian was stunned.

This guy wasn't fooled.

However, at the next moment, the virtual shadow of the God of war suddenly trembled and could not be maintained. Li Xian's eyes were fixed. Then he thought of something and turned to look at the flying array flag.

"The old man is very clever."

However, when he saw a fire in the sky, Yang Kuo didn't know when to throw out the weapon of heaven level fire attribute and turn it into an attack array flag. He was playing with his life.

Naturally, there are defenses around the array flag. Unfortunately, it's extremely fragile in front of this fire level spirit weapon. It's not worth mentioning at all. Li Xian wanted to rescue it, but it was too late. He could only watch the array flag turn to ashes in the light of the fire.

Without the support of the array flag, the virtual shadow of the God of war could no longer be maintained and disappeared in an instant.

For a moment, people were stunned. What's the matter.

Xue Rengui's face is also a coagulation, holding the palm of Fang Tianhua halberd can't help but be tight for a few minutes, always ready to charge for rescue.

"Li Xian, I want your dog's life."

Yang Kuo, who got up from the ground, was already in a mess. His clothes were broken, covered with dust, and his face was covered with blood. There was still a little bit of the appearance of an outsider.

"Old man, you can do anything else." Li Xian disdained to smile, did not put each other in the eye.

Now Yang Kuo's situation is not worth mentioning at all. Without weapons, if he is seriously injured, there will be no false shadow of the God of war. Li Xian is sure to deal with him. No matter how hard it is, Yang Kuo is dead. Of course, Li Xian doesn't want to take human lives to fill the pit.

"Means, ha ha, I want you to be buried with me even if I die."Suddenly, Yang Kuo's body suddenly appeared dozens of wounds of different sizes.

Li Xian was stunned when he saw this. Is there something wrong with the old man's brain, self mutilation?

But I didn't want to see that the disciples of the magic heaven sect were shocked one by one. They didn't look back and ran away in the same direction.

However, as soon as they moved, everyone's bodies suddenly burst open. In a short time, there was a bloody rain in the sky.

In the air, four clearly visible souls converge quickly, and are finally engulfed by Yang Kuo's soul.

"I don't hesitate to give up my body and turn into a half ghost. You must die."

At the moment, Yang Kuo is ferocious and terrifying. The wind is blowing all over his body. Even Xue Rengui and other veteran generals can't help but step back, some of them can't resist.

However, seeing this scene, Li Xian laughed.

"This is your last resort. If you say you're not good, you're a ghost."

"You, what are you going to do?"

Turning into a semi ghost, Yang Kuo's confidence is greatly increased. At such a high price, he must kill Li Xian.

Who knows, Li Xian didn't have half a cent to fear idea, unexpectedly put away Xuan Yuan sword, straight toward him to come over.

"You want to die."

"Drink, ha, go to die, ghosts eat souls..."

Yang Kuo mobilizes his evil spirit and makes a series of attacks. However

Li Xian almost stood in the same place and didn't move. The attacks seemed to have lost their function and didn't cause any damage.

For a moment, Yang Kuo was stunned and looked at Li Xian with a puzzled face.

At this time, Li Xian said with a smile, "when you're done, it's my turn. Let's go."

As he spoke, Yang Kuo, a half ghost, flew backward. He was still surprised in mid air. How did he attack himself? It's impossible.

Li Xian doesn't care about this. It's just a set of combined fists. After a moment, Yang Kuo's appearance is more miserable than that of being beaten by the giant just now. ..