Ling Xuanluo won the first battle in the Red Forest Corridor, using the explosive power of the dazzling light to beat three thousand ghost soldiers to the ground, unable to get up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, there were many ghost soldiers, and all of them turned into black smoke and dispersed into the air, obscuring his vision, and it was his turn to be unable to see.

His fairy eyes couldn't penetrate the ghost mist, and he fanned a few times in front of his eyes in a hurry, hoping to drive away the black smoke, but to no avail.

He was already in a worrying situation, and at the critical moment, another cold wind with blood and gas hit him, and the strength of the wind made him have to lie on his back to avoid this sneak attack for the time being.

He secretly exclaimed: "It's not good, the demon Dao saw that I had gathered the phantom soldiers, and he was afraid that the steel soul soldiers would be invincible, so he took advantage of the chaos to break the wind and thunder again! This time he really planned to kill me, and he could feel from the wind that the poison needle and the silver bead fire poison were already included! If he really joined forces with the ghost soldiers and attacked both sides at the same time, then no matter how brave my phantom soldiers were, it would be difficult to parry." Uncle Duan and the patriarch are afraid that they haven't gone far yet, so I have to quickly come up with countermeasures to keep the red forest promenade as long as possible!"

Although he can't see with his eyes, he hasn't lost any of his hearing, and the sound of the wind prompts the direction where the south wind is standing, he moves left and right, avoiding the sneak attack twice in a row, and hates in his heart: "It's only three, the demon road you have attacked me three times, and today is really your time to die!"

He wielded his sword so chicly, the dazzling light flew with his sword moves, and the stars swept everywhere, like countless small dragons were born out of thin air, each of which was accompanied by a phantom soldier, raising his sword majestically and slashing straight at the demon path.

The South Wind Secret Weapon shot one after another, not giving Ling Xuanluo half a breather, thinking that if he continued to attack, no matter how he dodged, there would always be a move, but he never expected that this crazy move would attract three thousand phantom soldiers, wielding a light sword and rushing towards him, and suddenly his soul was frightened, and he didn't dare to stop the hidden weapon in his hand, and he cried and shouted to Yan Jiu for help: "Quick! Quickly let them transform into a misty smoke array, and use the misty smoke array to deal with these phantom soldiers!"

Yan Jiu had always despised Ling Xuanluo, until his dazzling light mask exploded and the three thousand ghost soldiers were defeated, she was dumbfounded, and she stood still until she was awakened by the cry for help from the south wind.

"Gotta ...... As soon as she woke up, she remembered that in addition to the three thousand people who were defeated by the dazzling light, there were still 17,000 standing behind her, and she hurriedly transferred another 7,000, but this time she did not rush forward with a long knife, but according to the instructions of the south wind, all of them took the initiative to turn into black smoke, gathered into a huge black tornado, and spun straight to the middle of the battlefield.

The tornado was blocked between the phantom soldiers and the south wind, which was a temporary relief for the demon road, but the phantom soldiers were all composed of dazzling light, and they were as invulnerable as the ghost soldiers, and they were invulnerable to water and fire, and if they were swept into the smoke array, they could escape control with just a few flashes, so they were not affected by the black smoke at all.

Nanfeng was able to get out under the cover of the smoke array, but he didn't want to let go of Ling Xuanluo, so he simply summoned the pitch-black grunt beast, rode up through the battlefield where the ghost soldiers and phantom soldiers were fighting, and attacked Ling Xuanluo with a single sword.

This time, he directly palmed out, the palm of his palm was black and translucent, and a handful of poisonous needles were sprinkled like raindrops, he didn't believe that with such a dense attack, Ling Xuanluo could still escape by chance.

The new hatred and old hatred of the demon road are pouring out together, and they have been killed, and they don't pay attention to any rules, they just care about messing around. Ling Xuanluo never messed up, "Boom" waved ten dazzling lights in a row, and the dazzling lights formed ten soldiers, he raised his hand like a mighty general to give orders, and the ten soldiers were connected in a row, forming a light screen, and properly protecting him behind the human wall.

As soon as this defensive formation was arranged, the south wind was not only a poisonous needle, but even the silver bead fireball had been pushed in, and the cold and fishy wind was wrapped in it, and it wanted to take his life. (To be continued.) )