Chief don't slap in the face

The Great Prophet laughed, and quickly stroked his ribs with his left hand.

There was a human being on the opposite side who looked down on the mountain ghost, but now, his own command completely blasted him, which made the Great Prophet feel as refreshing as drinking cold beer in the dog days.

"But for the sake of killing me in front of you, I allow you to be my slave and polish my boots!"

Is this the thrill of conquest?The Great Prophet was very happy, smiling from ear to ear.

Xia Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, quickly took out the Great Wilderness and Myriad Souls, and summoned the ghost army.

At the beginning of chaos, everything returns to its original state!

The heavens and the earth were first opened, and the spiritual fire suddenly appeared!

hum!

A large area of ​​red light is like the sunset glow at dusk, spreading from the scriptures, and after disappearing, red-haired mountain ghosts with transparent skin appear in front of Xia Ye.

"Gah!"

Seeing this scene, the Great Prophet was like a duck whose neck was pinched by a big hand. The laughter stopped abruptly. For the ancestors, there are a total of two hundred ghosts!

Not to mention the fighting power of the ghosts, this number alone is quite shocking.

"How is my Ghost Corps compared to your subordinates?"

Xia Ye teased.

The Great Prophet had a sentence in his chest that he wanted to say, but in the end, it turned into a curse.

"I fuck you!"

The Great Prophet vomited blood depressedly, he was too familiar with the appearance of these ghosts, wasn't it the elite mountain ghost who arranged to sneak attack on the enemy's tail.

I thought what was wrong with these guys, they were killed by others without making a sound!

At this moment, apart from the anger in the Great Prophet's heart, there was also a chill rising from the tailbone, which made him look at Xia Ye with fear and nervousness.

This boy is definitely not a good stubble!

"Attack, kill him!"

The Great Prophet's staff pointed forward, and a fireball was formed, but at the moment it was shot, the boy with the crescent moon and animal fang tattoo raised his hand and grabbed a lightning spear out of thin air, and threw it over.

Swish!

After the spear exploded the fireball, it pierced the Great Prophet.

"So fast!"

The Great Prophet was startled, his foot slipped, and the stone fell.

"Chance!"

Xia Ye threw out the long bronze sword!

Too Avowe!

call out!call out!call out!

Three dark golden sword qi, like shooting stars in the sky, pierced through the cave and shot at the Great Prophet.

"what!"

The face of the Great Prophet turned red in an instant, knowing that the moment of life and death was approaching, it bit the tip of its tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the jade staff.

Swish!

The vitality condensed to form a five-meter-tall mountain ghost, protecting the Great Prophet, clapping both hands on the sword energy.

boom! boom! boom!

Tai'a's sword energy bombarded the mountain ghost to pieces.

boom!

The Great Prophet fell to the ground.

"kill him!"

The Great Prophet yelled in shock and anger as he crawled back. If he hadn't been guarded by the souls of his ancestors, he would have died here. At this moment, he didn't dare to underestimate this young man.

Xia Ye was not discouraged by the hand that didn't have two blows. Instead, he sprinted, stepped on the headless shoulder, and jumped high.

With his right hand across his left arm, he pulled out another lightning spear.

"Go to hell!"

Xia Ye throws.

call out!

The spear shot, pierced through a mountain ghost that was used as a meat shield, and stuck in the back waist of the Great Prophet.

Ah!

The Great Prophet screamed and climbed even faster.

boom!

Xia Ye landed, pulled out the Four Seasons Song from the back of his waist with his backhand, and chopped a bloody storm among the mountain ghosts.

Roar!Roar!Roar!

The ghosts roared angrily, fearless of death, and rushed past Xia Ye, like a tide, rolling towards the group of mountain ghosts.

Fight open!

Caves, tunnels.

The female warriors looked at the white smoke gradually dissipating in the tunnel, each with solemn expressions. The chief had left for more than ten minutes and hadn't returned yet.

"Did he die in there?"

As soon as a female warrior finished speaking, Jia Duo gave her a hard look.

"Do you want to die!"

Song Guo's eyes were red with murderous intent.